At 3:17 p.m., the dishes began to be served one after another.

Jiang Weiguo's dishes have all been completed, Jiang Weiming's cannon dolphin has also reached the final stage, halfway Jiang Jiankang came in and fried a pickled vegetable fried rice and left quickly, Jiang Feng's 7 servings of eight treasure chestnut pigeons were all served out just now, leaving only the crab stuffed orange still slowly simmering in the pot.

Silk yam is a dessert on the table, so you don't have to rush to make it.

Jiang Feng has been using the clay stove to stew things in the Li Mansion in the afternoon to find a feeling, and at night he is using the gas stove to stew things at home to take notes, and the simmering technique has been steadily improving, although it is still not very good, but he has also figured out some things - the clay stove has figured out some experience, and the gas stove is still nothing.

The two old men had already left, Jiang Weiming had soiled his clothes and needed to change into a new one, and the cannon dolphin handed it to Jiang Feng to look at him and he was relieved. In this way, Jiang Feng was the only one left in the kitchen guarding the gas stove, holding his mobile phone and looking at the notes recorded a few days ago, pinching the time to turn the gas stove on and off.

The crab stuffed orange had only been in the pot for 5 minutes, and Jiang Feng turned on the fire and turned off the heat twice.

Outside the house, the juniors of the Jiang family have arrived, and even Jiang Shoucheng, who was supposed to be on duty in the hospital, came, and he changed shifts with his grandson in order to eat today's Mid-Autumn Festival, which also means that he will be on duty for three consecutive night shifts next week.

For the sake of love, Jiang Shoucheng, who eats broccoli every day and eats for Yi to make people haggard, is only two hundred catties, and may not even have two hundred catties soon, raised his head, glanced at the two Eight Immortal tables that were already full of dishes not far away, and began to count people.

"Uncle, third uncle, Brother De, grandfather, third grandfather, Xiaofeng...... Xiao Feng is in the kitchen again, grandma, eh, where has grandma gone?" Jiang Shoucheng was surprised to find that Grandma Jiang was not here.

"What are you looking for?" Jiang Zaide took the snowy mooncake given to him by his fifth aunt and ate it half in one bite.

The taste is okay, but it's a pity that it doesn't come out of the freezer, Jiang Zaide said that he prefers refrigerated snow skin mooncakes, frozen ones are better, and he can bite his teeth well.

"Brother De, have you seen grandma?Eh, where did you get this mooncake?" Jiang Shoucheng was attracted by the snowy mooncake in Jiang Zaide's hand.

"Grandma seems to have gone to the kitchen, isn't she going to make chive pancakes today?" Jiang Zaide opened his mouth and wrapped the remaining half of the snowy skin mooncake in his mouth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it, "The fifth aunt gave it, it's about to eat, you eat less mooncakes, I'll just take a small one and try it." Aunt Wu came back this time with a suitcase of moon cakes, if you want to eat, you can take some to the hospital, but this time Aunt Wu didn't seem to bring ham moon cakes, I just looked for a box of ham and didn't see it. Maybe I didn't bring it, or maybe they were all at Junlian's, I just saw a lot of mooncakes piled up by her. ”

The ham mooncakes that Jiang Zaide couldn't find were all there in Ji Xia at this time. Jiang Junlian is a person who is very keen on unpacking, and the four boxes of ham mooncakes she took for Ji Xia have been dismantled by her at this time, and only a single mooncake is left, and the outer packaging is all in the trash.

"This is the ham moon cake in southern Yunnan, the ham in it is all lean meat, I like this brand the most, my uncle will bring me a lot of this moon cake every year in the Mid-Autumn Festival! There is this, although the packaging of this brand of moon cake is very ugly, but the moon cake is very delicious, the bread is full of meat grains, but it is a little salty to eat too much. Jiang Junlian began to enthusiastically introduce her favorite mooncakes to the good sister she had just recognized, "You try this, and this, this, you must eat a little more." ”

Ji Xia was caught off guard and was stuffed with a bunch of moon cakes by Jiang Junlian.

Ji Xia had never eaten ham mooncakes, and he didn't even know that this kind of thing that looked like a roast cake was actually a mooncake. When Jiang Feng asked Babaozhai's moon cake takeout before, he stuffed Ji Xia with a moon cake, but he didn't tell Ji Xia that it was a moon cake, Ji Xia always thought that she was eating a delicious sweet meatless roast cake that day.

Ji Xia opened a moon cake and took a bite.

A mouthful full of meat.

Meat.

Salty.

The salty and fresh ham flavor fills all corners of the mouth, and the puff pastry complements each other, one salty and one light, and the intersection in the mouth is just right, and the place touched by the tongue is full of meat. This feeling of eating meat is Ji Xia's favorite and most enjoyable.

Ji Xia narrowed her eyes happily.

Since she worshiped Jiang Feng as her teacher, she can eat a lot of different kinds of meat every day, but she can't get tired of eating it, whether it is pork, chicken, duck, fish, mutton or some other meat, as long as it is meat, Ji Xia likes it.

But Ji Xia didn't dare to eat meat all the time, even though she knew that most of the master's family members were as meatless as her, and even saw with her own eyes what was the fight of the gods on the table, and what was the effect of chopsticks in the hand, but Ji Xia was still a little cautious when eating.

Over the years, when she ate in the school cafeteria, whether she could eat meat in the meat all depended on the mood of the big vegetable aunt, and she was embarrassed to scoop a lot of beef noodles in Master Liang's noodle restaurant, and whether she could eat meat at home or not depended on her mother's mood, if her mother was in a good mood Ji Xia could clip two chopsticks of meat, starting from the third chopsticks, she would accuse Ji Xia of being ignorant and not knowing how to leave good things to her father, not as good as Ji Xue and other cliché accusations.

Gradually, Ji Xia developed a habit of only holding two chopsticks at most when eating.

Only the Chinese New Year is the time when Ji Xia can eat meat freely, but it can't last a few days, and Ji Xia can't stay at her grandmother's house for the whole New Year. For Ji Xia, her grandmother is the only one who will give her meat to eat more.

Now there's one more.

Jiang Junlian was constantly stuffing her with ham mooncakes.

Ji Xia could only eat one after another, eating four in one go, one of each of the four different brands of ham mooncakes, Jiang Junlian ate with her on the side, not only eating, Jiang Junlian also had to share with Ji Xia the mooncakes she had eaten.

"Xia Xia, let me tell you, I once ate a mustard salmon mooncake the year before last, and the taste was simply amazing. ”

"You can feel the crispy crust of the mooncake in your mouth, and when you bite into it, you will be knocked down by the slight mustard flavor in your mouth. The salmon has a rich, unique fatty flavor that jumps in the mouth with the smell of seaweed. If you chew it carefully, you will even find that there is a sweet roe in the middle, washed ashore by the waves of seaweed and salmon. ”

"Ah, that smell!"

Jiang Junqing, who was standing next to him and didn't want to eat moon cakes, just wanted to start the meal quickly: ......

Sister, you are sober, the language exam has passed, and you don't have to write essays anymore.

used to be a Ji Xia or a little brother's apprentice, but now it's just a few months of eating cakes together on Xia Xia, Xia Xia's call.

Oh, twin sisters.

On the other side, Grandma Jiang was baking cakes in the kitchen.

Chive pancakes, one plate with shallots, one plate with green onions, sprinkle sesame seeds with shallots, and do not sprinkle sesame seeds with green onions.

Jiang Feng and Grandma Jiang have one pot per person, Jiang Feng stews crab stuffed with oranges, and Grandma Jiang pancakes, which are very harmonious.

Soon, this harmony was broken by a call from the delivery boy.

"Grandma, I'll go get a takeout, you can help me look at the pot on my side." Jiang Feng asked Grandma Jiang for help.

"What's in your pot?" Grandma Jiang had just baked a plate of green onion pancakes and stuffed the plate to Jiang Feng, "By the way, take this plate of cakes out and bring it to your grandfather's table." ”

"I'll stew crab stuffed oranges again, you and I'll help me take a look, and I'll be back in two minutes." Jiang Feng took the cake and ran out.

Grandma Jiang looked at the pot on Jiang Feng's side, looked at the small fire on the pot, and then thought about Jiang Feng's action of turning the fire on and off, turning it off and on just now.

Xiao Feng calls this stew?

Braised?

This can also be called stew???

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