Wu Minqi held chopsticks in his hand, and before he finished chewing and swallowing the chicken in his mouth, he had already fallen into memory.

After a long time, he came back to his senses as if he was in another world, and Chong Jiangfeng showed a smile and said, "What you made this time is particularly delicious." ”

As he spoke, Wu Minqi took another pair of chopsticks.

Jiang Feng smiled slightly, hiding his fame.

Jiang Feng concocted the same method and made a special version of Wang Xiulian's Yun chicken according to Wang Xiulian's taste, and sure enough, it was also A-grade. Although Jiang Feng couldn't help but feel a little sorry that this A-grade dish could not be on the menu for the time being, such a dish that was very warm and suitable for his family from taste to buff, and it was not bad to cook it for his family on weekdays.

Jiang Feng went out to find Comrade Wang Xiulian with the chicken, ready to let his dear mother taste the latest chicken in the pot.

The first thing Jiang Feng saw when he came out of the back kitchen was Ji Yue, there was no way, the tablet in front of her was so conspicuous that it was difficult for people not to notice.

"Ji Yue, have you seen my mother?" Jiang Feng asked, casually putting the chicken on the table.

"Aunt Wang just went out, she should have gone to buy finger cakes or taro balls or milk tea or fried chicken or cakes. Ji Yue said, looking haggard.

The bowl beside her that had been filled with pure meat ravioli was empty.

Ji Yue is probably the second person besides Xue Shaoheng who can eat a bowl full of pure meat wontons alone.

The tablet in front of Ji Yue was still empty, only bowls, spoons and tables, but there were no wontons.

"I really can't draw it, forget it. Jiang Feng persuaded him, he felt that instead of saving the country like this, Ji Yue would start with Zhang Guanghang's hobbies and gradually break through, it would be better to directly launch a general attack.

After all, with her time, energy and kung fu to draw comics, it is estimated that Ji Yue has already chased Zhang Guanghang.

"Can't forget it!" Ji Yue said that now this is not a man's problem at all, this is a matter of dignity, "The soul of this story is this bowl of wontons, if the wontons are not well drawn, the whole comic will be ruined, how can it be counted?"

Jiang Feng was suddenly in awe, he didn't expect Ji Yue to be such a ...... with ideals

Waiter.

"So...... How should I draw it now?" Jiang Feng asked.

"I don't know. Ji Yue's face was expressionless.

Jiang Feng: ......

"What was that plate you just brought out?" Ji Yue turned her gaze to Yunji on the table.

"The new dish I studied recently, sweet and sour, do you want to try it?" Jiang Feng moved the chicken over and put it in front of Ji Yue, "Don't move your feet if it's inconvenient, I'll get you chopsticks." ”

Jiang Feng handed the chopsticks to Ji Yue, and Ji Yue took the chopsticks and stretched them out towards the smallest piece of Yunji on the plate.

Ji Yue likes to eat fried crispy things, and for this kind of meat that looks like fried meat, Ji Yue especially loves small pieces.

A small piece of chicken belly, the sadness on Ji Yue's face was all gone, and her eyes were divergent, and she knew that she was thinking about things at a glance, and suddenly burst out laughing.

Ji Yue came back to her senses and saw that Jiang Feng was looking at her, so she explained, "I just thought of my brother. ”

"When I was in junior high school, my brother was in elementary school, and my mother wouldn't let the two of us eat snacks, for fear that I wouldn't grow tall and that he would gain weight. Every time I bought us snacks, I only bought a little, and the amount was the same for both of us, and there was no more after eating. ”

"So we used to steal each other's snacks when they weren't at home, and every time my parents came back, they could see me and my brother fighting. But then when I went to high school, my mom didn't care about my snacks, and I didn't like snacks anymore, because I didn't feel like snacks I grabbed from a fight with my brother. Ji Yue smiled, and suddenly as if she had an inspiration, she picked up the pressure pen and drew a stroke on the pen tablet.

The pen stopped on the tablet.

Thirty seconds later—

Ji Yue silently erased the stroke she had just drawn, saying that she still had no inspiration.

Jiang Feng: ......

Jiang Feng sat in the lobby and waited for more than half an hour, and when the chickens were cold, he didn't wait for Comrade Wang Xiulian to come back, but waited for Xue Hua and Xue Shaoheng.

Today, Xue Shaoheng is dressed very formally, with a suit and leather collar, some naturally curly hair is also combed neatly and meticulously, and his eyes are still clear and translucent when they are wide open, looking like a child wearing adult clothes.

Xue Hua took Xue Shaoheng's hand, turned her head sideways and whispered to him in his ear as she walked.

Xue Shaoheng looked very excited when he saw Jiang Feng, who was sitting in the hall playing with his mobile phone and waiting for someone, and took Xue Hua's hand and pointed at Jiang Feng.

"Shao Heng, don't refer to people like this, it's very rude. Xue Hua first warned Xue Shaoheng, and then walked quickly to Jiang Feng.

"Master Xiaojiang, it's great that you're here, I originally thought that my brother and I were going to run for nothing this time. Xue Hua said, "Yesterday and today at noon, my brother and I came to meet you to rest, this time I just wanted to come over to have a look, but I didn't expect to meet you." ”

"Looking for me?" Jiang Feng was a little flattered.

"Yes, my brother and I are going to the magic capital tonight, and his art exhibition is about to start. He's been wanting to eat the wontons you made for the past two days, and he just asked me to bring him over at home, and I'm not open now, but can I trouble you......"

Jiang Feng immediately got up: "No problem, I'll do it for you now." ”

Ji Yue, as an excellent employee of Taifeng Building, immediately got up: "I'll pour water for you." ”

The first step was taken, but I didn't stand up well, and I was a little lame.

Xue Hua also saw that Ji Yue's legs and feet were inconvenient, she recognized Ji Yue, after all, she and Xue Shaoheng were also frequent visitors to Taifeng Building. She originally came to the door during non-business hours, so she was embarrassed to ask Ji Yue to pour water for her, so she hurriedly refused.

Xue Shaoheng was attracted by Ji Yue's pen tablet, he never used a pen tablet to paint, and it was the first time he saw a pen tablet.

"Ravioli. Xue Shaoheng pointed to the tablet.

"Shao Heng, don't mess with other people's things. Xue Hua said softly, she was using the tablet to place an order and check out, and she couldn't stop Xue Shaoheng from walking to Ji Yue's pen tablet at the first time.

"You know I'm going to draw wontons?" Ji Yue was surprised.

She also knows a little bit about Xue Shaoheng's situation, and just heard Xue Hua say that Xue Shaoheng is going to the magic capital to hold an art exhibition, and knows that her painting skills should be far inferior to Xue Shaoheng.

Xue Shaoheng didn't answer, picked up the pressure pen, and put it down.

One, two, all in one go.

"Shao Heng, don't mess with other people's things! Don't touch the paintings drawn by this sister!" Xue Hua wanted to step forward to stop Xue Shaoheng's movements.

"It's fine. Ji Yue stopped Xue Hua, her eyes staring directly at the pressure pen in Xue Shaoheng's hand.

Xue Shaoheng painted without any pause or hesitation, one stroke after another, and Ji Yue was reluctant to blink. In just a few minutes, a bowl of wontons appeared on the pen tablet.

The wontons that had plagued Ji Yue for several days, Xue Shaoheng only took a few minutes to draw them.

It's as if Jiang Feng's freshly made wontons are printed on the pen tablet, they are exactly the same, not only the appearance, but even the feeling is exactly the same.

Ji Yue looked at the wontons painted by Xue Shaoheng, as if she saw the bowl she had just eaten that was so unpalatable that she cried and ate again.

Even the taste of wontons began to appear in the mouth.

"Wontons!" Xue Shaoheng pointed to the wontons on the pen tablet and showed a smile to Jiyue.

Ji Yue nodded mechanically: "Well, wontons." ”

Xue Hua also saw it, and said, "Isn't this the wonton made by Master Xiao Jiang? I look quite similar, and the wontons in other places are not like this." ”

"Yes, what I want to paint is the wontons made by Jiang Feng. Ji Yue said, her eyes glued to the tablet and couldn't move away.

Xue Shaoheng put down the pressure pen in his hand and left Ji Yue's pen tablet. Xue Hua took him to the small table next to him and sat down, and whispered to him: "Shao Heng, my sister knows that you want to help this sister draw wontons, but next time you can't take other people's things without the consent of others, even if it is to help, you have to get the consent of others, do you know? This time this sister is tolerant, and I have to apologize to her later, ...... you?"

Xue Hua chattered in Xue Shaoheng's ear, Xue Shaoheng nodded from time to time, his eyes always kept looking at other places, and he didn't know how much he listened to Xue Hua's words.

A few minutes later, Jiang Feng came out with wontons, Xue Hua finally stopped nagging Xue Shaoheng, and Xue Shaoheng began to eat wontons in a big gulp.

Not sad, even a little happy.

Xue Shaoheng squinted his eyes and swallowed the wonton in his mouth.

He is obsessed with the colorful world he sees while eating ravioli, blue sky, white clouds, flowers, birds, doors, homes. Compared with these beautiful things, the departure of his mother, who had long since left his memory, seemed to make him less sad.

And my sister.

Xue Shaoheng raised his head and smiled at Xue Hua.

His sister's face was forever fixed in his memory as a teenager.

My sister is the most beautiful, the most beautiful girl in the world!

Ji Yue looked at Xue Shaoheng, looked at the painting on the pen tablet, and then looked at the bowl of wontons in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh: "Jiang Feng, he is really a genius. ”

Jiang Feng also saw the wontons drawn on the pen tablet, and guessed that this was painted by Xue Shaoheng, and Ji Yue's painting style was not like this.

This made him think of the teacup drawn by Xue Shaoheng in his memory, which was as accurate as a ruler and a drawing, and echoed: "He was originally a genius. ”