Although Jiang Feng wanted to jump up and beat Jiang Xiaoran violently, he couldn't.

Not in memory, not outside memory. I can't beat him in my memory, and my memory is unknown.

He could only silently bury the grief and indignation of being beaten by more than a dozen strong men in his heart, and arrange his seat between Jiang Junqing and Jiang Junlian the next time he had the opportunity to have dinner with Jiang Xiaoran.

Jiang Xiaoran put the two dishes on the table, and Lin Juan and Jiang Yanlu's wife went into the kitchen to serve the dishes. Jiang Yanlu and Jiang Yong sat side by side on chairs around the brazier to roast the fire, Jiang Yong had no expression on his face, Jiang Yanlu showed a flattering smile while rubbing his hands, and he had something to say at a glance.

There are still some scattered melon seed skins on the ground, and it is obvious that the scum comrades were very perfunctory when they swept the floor, and they did not sweep it clean at all.

"Xiaoyong, that, brother has something I want to ......discuss with you" Before Jiang Yanlu could say anything, he was interrupted by Grandma Jiang Xiaoran, who rushed out of the kitchen angrily, and then turned back to serve a plate of dishes.

"It's eaten, it's all served. Grandma Jiang Xiaoran said with a smile and glared at her eldest son as if she were warning.

Jiang Yanlu hurriedly shut up, Jiang Yong glanced at him and didn't speak, and sat down at the table.

Jiang Zhe was the last to be served, and it wasn't until Jiang Weiming came out with the last dish that he reluctantly sat down next to his mother. When he sat down, he slightly restrained the scumbag aura and hooligan aura on his body, probably because Jiang Yong was sitting next to him.

The last dish on the table was steamed green eel, probably because he was afraid of spilling soup or running away on the way over, because the plate containing the dish was held by Jiang Weiming with another plate, and Jiang Feng could smell the faint fragrance of eel when the dish was served.

"Dad, what is this?" Jiang Yanlu asked.

"Steamed eels are steamed. Jiang Xiaoran replied.

Jiang Weiming nodded, and moved the dishes on the side of the steamed green eel to the side: "I used to cook this dish when you two were at home, didn't Xiaoyong only come back for the New Year in the past few years? ”

Jiang Weiming unveiled

The fragrance is overflowing.

As if the seal had been unsealed, the fragrance that had been sealed on the plate suddenly exploded, and the mixed fragrance of fish, pork, and hibiscus eggs swept in like a torrent, surrounding everyone present.

Fragrant.

It is very fragrant, not a floral aroma or a simple meat aroma, but a mixture of the fresh aroma of eel and the top consommé. Jiang Weiming is a master of hanging clear soup, which Jiang Feng has already experienced when he was eating chicken bean curd, but this does not prevent him from drooling at the plate of steamed green eels in front of him.

The large, plump, and sliced eel meat is laid out on the plate, and the color of the sauce is clearly visible on the meat, and the flesh is white and delicate near the skin.

Jiang Feng ate this dish in Wu's restaurant a few years ago, and it was made by Wu Hanxue. When eating, Wu Minqi also introduced him to the method of steaming green eel, Jiang Feng clearly remembered that Wu Minqi said that the steamed green eel made by a particularly good chef can be fragrant for 50 meters after being served on the table and the lid is removed.

At that time, Jiang Feng didn't care, just thought that this was a beautiful legend that existed in the chef world. After all, this kind of legend is not uncommon in the world of chefs, and everyone has a legendary chef who can make a certain dish superbly, but no one has ever seen it.

Now that Jiang Feng has seen it, the steamed green eel that can float 50 meters after the lid is uncovered is clearly placed in front of him.

Although Jiang Feng couldn't really go to a distance of 50 meters from this dish to smell it and see if he could really smell the aroma of steamed green eel, he knew very well in his heart that what Jiang Weiming was doing was the legendary dish.

The secret of the aroma is the spoonful of consommé that is poured over the dish at the end.

To some extent, Tian Lin's newly acquired concept of pouring chicken soup on cooking is not wrong. The best dashi and consommé really have the power to turn decay into magic, after all, dashi and consommé are the ultimate exploration and refinement of the umami of ingredients by Chinese chefs for nearly a thousand years.

Unparalleled.

It's a pity that Jiang Feng could only watch Jiang Xiaoran feasting at the dining table, standing on the side and drooling.

Jiang Xiaoran, as a high school student who is in the development period when he is a teenager and can't eat, not only eats fast. It may be that the speed of eating and grabbing vegetables practiced in the cafeteria, and the person at the same table with him is also in the prime of life, Jiang Zhe was stunned that he did not rob the bank at the table.

The steamed eels on the plate are rapidly decreasing at a rate that is visible to the naked eye.

In addition to the fatty eel meat, the pork and hibiscus eggs buried under the fish are also rare to see. In particular, the hibiscus egg, because it is buried at the bottom and sucks up all kinds of soup, is almost the essence of the whole dish, where the umami gathers.

Because Jiang Xiaoran ate quickly, when the pork and eel on the surface were all eaten, the hibiscus eggs buried at the bottom were still hot and even a little hot.

Jiang Xiaoran had been busy eating before, and when he ate the hibiscus eggs, he couldn't help but pull out his mouth and sigh: "Wow, grandpa, the steamed eggs under this fish you made are really delicious!"

"Come and taste two pieces!" Jiang Xiaoran seemed to have discovered a new treasure.

Grandma Jiang Xiaoran scooped a spoonful of eggs with a smile, while Jiang Weiming shook his head with a smile: "Grandpa doesn't like to eat, but if you like it, you can eat more." ”

"Eat slowly and no one will rob you, like a piggy arching food. Lin Juan said with a smile.

"Xiao Ran is growing her body, and it's normal to eat quickly. "Jiangyan Road.

Jiang Yong also had a smile on his face, and this Chinese New Year's Eve dinner finally began to develop towards a happy and family-friendly atmosphere.

"Hmph. "It's a pity that real scum will never allow the atmosphere to become happy and family-friendly.

Jiang Zhe's cold snort seemed to express his strong dissatisfaction to everyone present, and the whole person sat at the table with his head propped up as if he had been pumped to the bone, looking like a hooligan collecting protection money at the entrance of the village.

Jiang Yong saw that the smile on Jiang Zhe's face was gone, and he couldn't help but say for a while: "When you eat, you have to look like eating, what do you look like like this, sit well." ”

Jiang Zhe reluctantly returned to a normal sitting posture.

Hearing Jiang Yong say this, Jiang Yanlu's wife immediately had an opinion: "Second brother, what do you mean by this? What does Xiao Zhe do when he scolds Xiao Zhe for the New Year, how he likes to sit, how he sits comfortably." ”

At the end, he was still unconvinced and added: "You didn't care if you ate like that just now, Xiao Zhe just sat a little casually." ”

Jiang Xiaoran, who buried his head in eating eggs: ???

"Sister-in-law, what do you mean by this?" Lin Juan put the bowl on the table and turned on the firepower, "What does it mean that Ran Ran eats like that, what does Ran Ran eat like, who doesn't eat like this for teenage children?"

"Jiang Yong, did he just say Xiao Zhe's sitting posture? Don't you know what he said? If you have an opinion about our family, just say it directly, from the moment we entered the door, Jiang Zhe and he looked like a yin and yang, where did we offend you? If you have something to say, don't point to Sang and scold Huai here. ”

Every housewife is a good fighter for quarrels.

"Okay, what's the noise for the New Year. Grandma Jiang Xiaoran jumped out to play the round, "Xiao Zhe's sitting posture is indeed problematic, and the elders say it's nothing." However, don't be so careful to choke when you wait to eat, slow down, your aunt is right. ”

"Eat. ”

It's a pity that except for Jiang Xiaoran, who is buried in eating eggs, no one at the table can really eat.

Jiang Feng wanted to sit on the table and eat for them.

Really, if you want to quarrel and go to the yard to fight directly after eating, what is the quarrel at the dinner table, how much will it affect the mood of eating.

Several people at the table ate a few bites of food absentmindedly, Lin Juan stared at Fei Juan and was ready to fight, but Jiang Yanlu's wife surrendered directly and admitted defeat for some reason, and did not look at Lin Juan, and kept serving Jiang Zhe vegetables.

Jiang Yong's face was expressionless, looking accustomed to it, Jiang Yanlu seemed to have something to say but never spoke, Jiang Weiming and Jiang Yanlu's expressions were a little like they were also struggling with something, but he was even more able to disguise something that he couldn't see if he didn't look closely. Jiang Xiaoran's grandmother ignored everyone's self-eating dishes, and only occasionally gave Jiang Xiaoran a few pieces of meat dishes.

Jiang Xiaoran is definitely the best in the audience, he eats the most, although he is inexplicably dissed, but he definitely does not lose.

"Grandma, can I stay here tonight, and then ask grandpa to cook me another plate of this steamed eel tomorrow morning, I want to mix noodles and eat it." Jiang Xiaoran leaned into his grandmother's ear and whispered.

"Go and tell your dad that if you stay here tonight, your grandfather will burn it for you tomorrow morning. Grandma Jiang Xiaoran said with a smile.

Jiang Xiaoran just wanted to turn his head and mention this to his father who was sitting opposite him, Jiang Weiming put the bowl on the table and said, "Yanlu, Xiaoyong, come to the room with me, I have something to tell the two of you." ”

Grandma Jiang Xiaoran's face suddenly sank.