Since such a memory fell from the sky, Jiang Feng naturally wanted to see it.

Not only to see it, but to watch it right now.

Jiang Feng clicked on the attribute panel, flipped to the item bar, found [A Memory of Sun Jikai] and clicked Yes.

Jiang Feng was shrouded in fog again.

Jiang Feng is very familiar with the location of this appearance, it is the special kitchenette for Sun Jikai to learn to cook in the back kitchen of Jubao Building. Although the appearance is a little different from the current one, Jiang Feng can tell that this is the small kitchen by virtue of the internal space, the placement of kitchenware and seasonings.

The protagonist Sun Jikai is sitting on the right side of Jiang Feng, holding a spoon and gulping rice.

Jiang Feng had seen children eating, but he had seen Jiang Junlian and Jiang Junqing, two sisters, eating when they were children. It is called a person who swallows thousands of miles like a tiger, and the fat body contains great energy, and from the age of three or four, there is no need for adults to feed and you can eat with a spoon.

It's just that what Jiang Feng didn't expect was that Sun Jikai was like this when he was a child.

Jiang Feng carefully looked at the rice in Sun Jikai's bowl, and the meals were all mixed together, probably to facilitate him to eat with a spoon. The vegetables were cut into fine and small pieces, the meat was also deboned, and Jiang Feng even saw finely minced fish in the rice, which showed the cook's intentions.

Although the food in the bowl looks like a mess and doesn't look good, it can be seen that the taste should be quite good just by Sun Jikai's big gulp.

On the table in the corner, Jiang Feng saw familiar sandbags and some special props. There are a lot of fresh fruits and vegetables in the cabinet, and there is a small box of chocolates on the top layer, which must not be seen with Sun Jikai's height.

After strolling around the small kitchen, Jiang Feng entered the big kitchen through the wall, and now it was business hours, and everyone was very busy. It's not fake busyness, it's real busyness, everyone has a job to do, and everyone is working hard. Jiang Feng noticed that there was a handyman who was in a hurry to overturn a pot of vegetables, and he was scolded by a cutter chef on the side.

It's a pretty good working atmosphere.

Jiang Feng took a few steps forward, and saw Sun Guanyun, who was surrounded by several apprentices like a moon.

Among these people, Jiang Feng only knew Qiu Fu, as Sun Guanyun's eldest disciple, Qiu Fu was also the closest to Sun Guanyun, and he was holding a small plate of light-colored sauce and wanted to ask Sun Guanyun to taste and comment.

Sun Guanyun took a bite and said, "It's a little bland." ”

Qiu Fu put down the sauce with some disappointment.

"How's the whole pigeon deboning practice?" asked Sun Guanyun.

"I'm still practicing. Qiu Fu whispered.

"Hurry up. Sun Guanyun glanced in Jiang Feng's direction, "Remember to call Xiao Kai back after half an hour, it was late yesterday." ”

"I see, Master. ”

Jiang Feng turned his head to look, only to find that Sun Jikai had already finished his lunch and slipped out of the small kitchen, waiting for an opportunity to open the door of the back kitchen.

In fact, Sun Jikai didn't need to pretend to be sneaky at all, Jiang Feng felt that the entire back kitchen should have seen him.

Maybe kids like that.

Sun Jikai, who was addicted to sneaking out, thought he had seized the opportunity, quietly opened the door of the back kitchen, and crept out.

Sure enough, Jiang Feng saw Sun Maocai outside the door.

Different clothes, same location.

may be because he often sees Sun Maocai here, and Sun Jikai already recognizes him. Sun Jikai looked up first and didn't see his father, so he walked two steps to Sun Maocai and spoke boldly.

"Uncle, I always see you sitting in this position. Sun Jikai said.

"Uncle often sees you running out of the kitchen. Sun Maocai said with a smile.

"Uncle, did you see my father?" asked Sun Jikai.

"Your dad seems to have gone to the second floor. ”

Sun Jikai nodded, and wanted to say something more, so he thought about it and continued: "Uncle, do you particularly like to eat the dishes made by my grandfather?"

"That's right, your grandfather's cooking is very delicious, better than other people's cooking, and my uncle often comes here to eat because he likes to eat. Sun Maocai said softly, speaking in a tone like a kindergarten teacher coaxing a child in the class.

"Uncle, don't come next week. ”

"Huh?"

"Next week my grandfather is going out, it seems like he's going to something... I won't have to come over next week. Uncle, if you come next week, you won't be able to eat my grandfather's food, and the food cooked by my grandfather's apprentices is not as good as my grandfather's. Sun Jikai looked solemn.

"Okay, thanks for the reminder. Sun Maocai took out a piece of candy from his pocket as if he remembered something, "In order to thank you for the reminder, Uncle invited you to eat orange candy." ”

Sun Jikai stared at the candy in Sun Maocai's hand, hesitated, and took it: "Thank you, uncle." ”

"By the way, uncle also wants to ask you, is your grandfather going to participate in the cooking exchange meeting in the next province next week?"

Sun Jikai nodded: "It seems to be this." ”

"Thank you. ”

At this moment, Sun Jikai saw Sun Changping coming down from the 2nd floor, and hurriedly ran towards Sun Changping, unwrapping the sugar wrapper as he ran, and stuffing the irregular clumps into his mouth.

"Dad. Sun Jikai had sugar in his mouth and shouted indistinctly.

"What's in your mouth?" asked Sun Changping.

"The uncle at the door gave me a piece of candy. Sun Jikai said.

Sun Changping lightly slapped Sun Jikai's head and reprimanded: "How many times have I told you, don't take other people's things, and don't eat things given by strangers." ”

"Oh. Sun Jikai pouted and chewed the sugar in his mouth hard, it looked like the sugar was a little sticky.

"Dad, this candy is delicious, you can buy me this next time. Sun Jikai handed the candy wrapper to his father.

Sun Changping took the candy paper, picked it up with a puzzled look and looked at it repeatedly, looked at the front and then looked at the back.

"What kind of candy candy paper is this, why is it all in English?" Sun Changping muttered, walking towards Sun Maocai.

"Excuse me, sir. You just gave my son a candy, and he clamored for me to buy him the same one, so I want to ask you what brand of candy is and where did you buy it?" asked Sun Changping.

Sun Maocai grabbed a few more pieces of candy wrapped in almost candy paper from his pocket and handed them to Sun Changping: "This candy is not for sale, I gave it to me when I had dinner at a restaurant in Hong Kong City two days ago, just a few pieces, so I put it in my pocket, if your son likes it, give it to him." Next time, if they are still delivered by the restaurant, I will bring some more. ”

Sun Changping took the candy: "Thank you, don't be so troublesome." ”

"It's just a gesture. ”

Sun Jikai was still standing in the previous position, looking at his father and Sun Maocai from a distance, chewing candy in his mouth, staring directly at the candy in their hands.

Jiang Feng also stared at the candy in Sun Changping's hand, he had never seen such a strange sugar, although the wrapping paper was the same, the size of the sugar cubes inside was different, like the kind he made at home.

Looking at it, Jiang Feng couldn't see the candy in Sun Changping's hand clearly.

Thick fog hits.

Jiang Feng left the memory.