"My grandfather has had a good life over the years, he fled to the magic capital by boat, went to Z City several times to cook for the local big families, and became the chef of a state-run hotel after liberation, and now he and my grandmother live in Z City. Grandpa got married late, so my uncles were in their forties and fifties. ”

"My uncle's name is Jiang Jianguo, he is a tailor, he has a small tailor shop in City A, and his son, who is my lobby brother Jiang Zaide, is a fashion designer. My second uncle Jiang Jiandang opened a pharmacy, and during this time he was going to move the store to City A, and his son was my second cousin named Jiang Shoucheng, who was studying for a master's degree at Imperial Capital Medical University. My father's third name is Jiang Jiankang, and he opened a stir-fry pot next to A University, my fourth uncle is called Jiang Jianye, and the fifth uncle is called Jiang Jianjian, and he opened a pet shop in City A. My fourth uncle's son, Jiang Ran, is my third cousin, who went to college in the magic capital, and my fifth uncle has twin daughters named Jiang Junlian and Jiang Junqing, who are still in junior high school. Jiang Feng briefly introduced the current situation of their family to Jiang Weiming.

"Good, good. Jiang Weiming couldn't stop nodding, "The five brothers are all in one place, they can help each other, okay, it's good." ”

"How is your grandmother's health?" Jiang Weiming asked with concern.

"My grandmother is in good health, she doesn't get sick all year round, and she can play cards and square dance with the old ladies in the village. Jiang Feng said.

"Good, good. Jiang Weiming smiled, with tears in his eyes unconsciously, "Your third grandmother can't do it, she went out and fell seven years ago, and she didn't survive, and she is gone." ”

Jiang Feng didn't know how to answer the words.

He hadn't expected such a heavy topic at rehearsal last night.

Coincidentally, the dragon copy hand was done, and the store brought a bowl of dragon copy hand to relieve the embarrassment.

"Xiao Feng, come, eat and copy. Jiang Weiming greeted.

This bowl of dragon shou is different from what Jiang Feng ate in the Internet celebrity store before, it is smaller than that of the Internet celebrity store, but the skin is very thin, and Jiang Feng can see the color of the meat inside after wrapping two layers, which can be called thin as paper and as thin as silk. None of the skins of a bowl of more than a dozen copyists have been boiled, which is enough to see the maker's skills in rolling the skin.

The ingredients are very simple, a spoonful of special red oil, a little chopped green onion and coriander, and you can vaguely see the milky white soup when you stir it. The red oil is very fragrant, and it also dyes the copyist with a layer of red.

It was still a little hot when it came out of the pot, and Jiang Feng carefully bit the next half.

The meat is fresh pork leg meat, which is finely chopped, and the egg is tender, tender and juicy. The skin of the hand is also filled with egg liquid, and you can feel its smoothness and delicacy when you touch the tip of your tongue.

It's just a little spicy.

The soup is dashi, thick and fragrant. Jiang Feng felt that this bowl of dragon was actually okay without pouring red oil, and it was even more spicy after pouring it, but it also added a little bit of damage to people like him who were not good at eating spicy food.

Suddenly, Jiang Feng felt a little itchy in his throat.

I coughed twice, and the red oil choked into my throat.

Now that the situation was serious, Jiang Feng burst into tears on the spot, and he couldn't stop coughing and wanted to cough out his lungs.

"What's the matter, isn't it spicy, water, come, drink water!" Jiang Weiming also panicked, like a child who had done something bad with good intentions, he hurriedly poured water for Jiang Feng and accidentally spilled one of his sleeves.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm just choking. Jiang Feng took off his down jacket, and while comforting Jiang Weiming, who was a little flustered, he rolled up his sleeves and wiped the water with paper.

He also has a scar on his right wrist that was freshly scalded by oil some time ago, and it is normal for the chef to have a little knife wound on his hand, but his scar is a bit big, and it is freshly scalded, and it can be seen from afar.

"Xiao Feng, this ...... on your hand" Jiang Weiming also saw the scar.

"Some time ago, I accidentally burned my cooking, and after a while, it will fade and be fine. Jiang Feng wiped the water casually, put down his sleeves, and put on a down jacket, "I helped out in the store at home when I didn't have classes, and my three cousins and I had to go to my grandfather's to learn how to cook when we were young, and I studied the longest, and I'm still learning." ”

"Good, good. Jiang Weiming's voices are much more sincere than the previous ones, and they are a little relieved, "The younger brother is stronger than me, and the family heirloom has not been lost, unlike me, hey." ”

"Your third grandfather and I got married early, and your uncle is over sixty years old. None of my two sons and two daughters inherited my craft, and the juniors did not want to learn, but when I was in the state-run hotel, I accepted an apprentice, but the talent was not good, and now I have long since retired and retired to enjoy the blessings at home. Jiang Weiming's face was full of regret, "I thought that Jiang's vegetables would be cut off in my hands like this, but I didn't expect that my little brother is stronger than me, stronger than me!"

Jiang Feng was embarrassed to say that if he hadn't become a gamer inexplicably, he would have given up cooking a long time ago.

"Third Grandfather, are the cousins and aunts also in Shudi?" Jiang Feng asked.

"Your two cousins are married to other places! One south and one north, they are both old, it's good to see each other once a year, your uncle is in Shudi, but not in the provincial capital, in K City, the second uncle is in the magic capital, and the juniors are also from the north and south of the world. Originally, your lobby uncle wanted to pick me up, but I have been here for decades, and I am not used to going to K City, so he will come to see me from time to time, and I am fine alone, so as not to disturb them. Jiang Weiming said.

Jiang Feng listened, and only felt a little sad.

"By the way, Xiaofeng, where did you see my photo?" Jiang Weiming asked.

"I saw it at Mr. Han's house Han Guishan. Jiang Feng said.

"Jingjing, we took a group photo back then, or a group photo of our state-run hotel employees before she had to marry the kid surnamed Han before she resigned, but I didn't expect that girl to still be there. Jiang Weiming smiled, "Life, it's really life." ”

Jiang Feng breathed a sigh of relief, he almost forgot that he didn't usually take photos when he took pictures in the past, but fortunately there was really a group photo, otherwise he would have been a goof.

"Xiao Feng, your grandfather, he knows......"

"My grandfather didn't know about me coming to you, and I wasn't sure at first, so I didn't want him to be happy, so I ......," Jiang Feng explained.

"Good boy, what a good boy. Jiang Weiming couldn't stop sighing, seeing that the dragon was not steaming too much, he hurriedly said, "Xiao Feng, eat the hands first, and eat it while it's hot!"

The old and the young are just like this, Jiang Feng will answer whatever Jiang Feng asks, he knows everything, Jiang Weiming is happy to listen to everything, no matter who Jiang Feng is talking about, he is willing to listen.

He separated from Jiang Weiguo when he was a child, and his memory of Jiang Weiguo was very limited after a long time. Listening to Jiang Feng now, Jiang Weiming feels as if he remembers his younger brother's appearance when he was a child, his seven brothers, Jiang Chengde, and even his little aunt Jiang Huiqin. It was the best memory of his youth, and the best memory of his life.

The two of them were in this small shop, and they chatted all morning.

Jiang Feng felt that the time was almost up, he had almost said everything he had prepared last night, and it was time to release the most important news.

"That, Third Grandpa, do you remember Jiang Huiqin?" Jiang Feng asked.

*This chapter is a plus!_(•̀ω•́」∠)_