As soon as Xia Muqi walked outside, Wen Er greeted him warmly, and the other tea servants could only stay where they were indignantly when they saw this, scolding Wen Er in their hearts.

Xia Muqi has lived in this hostel for so long, almost all the tea servants know that he is generous and not difficult to make people, and the tea servants want to go to Xia Muqi to get acquainted with each other, but it is a pity that the other tea servants have neither Wen Er's cleverness nor his steady work, Xia Muqi generally looks for Wen Er when he has something.

"Can you borrow your kitchen here?" asked Shamuqi.

"Mr. Xia, look at what you said, you are a distinguished customer of our store, others may not borrow it, but if you want it, you will definitely have to use it. If you want to eat something, I'll buy it for you on an errand, the kitchen is not clean, and it's not suitable for you to go. "Wen Er's kind words are like not asking for money.

"I'm going to use the kitchen to cook a dish. Xia Muqi said.

"I'll take you there, you can use whatever you want, I'll buy it for you if you want." Wen Er led the way in front.

The kitchen of the hostel is not big, but the things are very complete, and the basic seasonings are available.

"Shao wine, sugar, this cabbage leaf has been cooked to get some fresh, chicken thigh meat and flour. "Xia Muqi gave the money very happily.

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll send you something soon. Wen Erlu ran out in a flash.

Wen Er went to buy the ingredients, Xia Muqi tried the spices in the kitchen one by one, held the kitchen knife, and moved his fingers.

He hadn't touched a kitchen knife for a long time, and since he left Beiping, he had touched a big knife much more than he had touched a kitchen knife.

Wen Er's work efficiency was very fast, and he brought back what Xia Muqi wanted in a few moments, but instead of chicken thighs, he bought a whole chicken.

"Mr. Xia, I'm really embarrassed, the vendors who sell chicken legs alone don't sell them, so I bought the whole chicken back. Wen Er smiled.

"It's okay, you come and light the fire for me. Xia Muqi said.

"Okay!" Wen Er went to light the fire.

Xia Muqi began to kill chickens, his movements were fast and skilled, he had been helping in Taifeng Building for so many years, and he had done a lot of things to slaughter chickens and ducks, even if he didn't touch the kitchen knife for a long time, he was still skilled.

Killing chickens and bloodletting leg hair, Xia Muqi skillfully cut off the strips of meat on the chicken legs, that is, chicken fillets. When he got the part he wanted, he put the whole chicken aside.

The chicken fillet was cut into strips of similar length, width and thickness, and marinated with ginger rice, minced green onions, Shao wine, sugar, oyster sauce, light soy sauce and soy sauce.

"What chicken dish do you like to eat?" asked Shamu.

"Huh?" Wen Er was originally immersed in the fire, but after a while, he realized that Xia Muqi was actually asking him, and said, "Mr. Xia is really joking, we can't eat chicken twice a year in a year, it's good to have meat to eat, how can we still pick it!"

"But if you want to eat it, you must like to eat the roast, although the braised oil is waste oil, it tastes delicious!" Wen Er smacked his mouth, as if the chicken had already eaten in his mouth.

Shamuqi continued to handle the chicken with her head down.

After processing the chicken, he began to work on the cabbage. The water in the pot was already boiling, so she threw the cabbage leaves into the boiling water and quickly passed the hot water, spread it flat on the table, and reached out to knead the chicken fillet that was being marinated to see how well it was pickled.

There was no clock in the kitchen, and Jiang Feng couldn't judge the time, but he estimated that the chicken fillet had been marinated for nearly an hour.

Xia Muqi looked at the color of the chicken fillet and thought it was okay, so he put the chicken fillet in the middle of the cabbage and wrapped it, and put it on the plate with the seal facing down.

After arranging, Shamuqi beats the eggs only to take the egg whites, mixes the egg whites with flour and stirs, and stirs them into a thin egg white paste. Take chopsticks to pick up the egg white paste in the bowl, and the egg white paste will slide down into a streamlined line, and it will be done.

Hang egg whites on the cabbage chicken and fry it in an oil pan, and after half a minute of frying, Xia Muqi quickly fished them out and let Wen Er burn the fire more vigorously.

Wen Er added some hay and firewood to the stove, and the flames inside rose up, and the oil in the pot was burned even hotter, crackling and exploding.

This is the time!

Put the chicken back into the oil pan, turn it over with chopsticks until the surface is slightly yellow, and then remove and drain the oil.

Caibao chicken is a very authentic Beiping dish, characterized by crispy and fragrant skin, fresh and tender chicken, almost every household in Beiping City will make it, ordinary people can only eat this dish during the New Year.

"I've already taken care of the chicken, you can take it home. Xia Muqi walked away with the plate.

Wen Er was stunned in place, knelt down, and kowtowed to Xia Muqi.

"I thank you for my mom and dad. Wen Erdao, even if he didn't know if Xia Muqi, who had left the kitchen, could hear it.

The vegetable wrapped chicken was eaten hot when it was just out of the pot, Xia Muqi went back to the room, asked the mother-in-law to go out, helped the rouge up, let him lean on the edge of the bed, and handed her a pair of chopsticks to hold the plate in front of her.

"I'll eat one, I can't eat the rest, you can eat. Rouge didn't have much appetite, so he picked up a vegetable wrapped chicken and took a small bite.

As if a switch had been turned on, this small bite had not been swallowed, and Rouge took another big bite, which was enough to bite off half of the vegetable wrapped chicken, and it was difficult to chew in his mouth.

Rouge chewed hard, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

A vegetable wrapped chicken was eaten, and Rouge looked at Xia Muqi and asked, "Who did you ask for to make it?"

"I did. Xia Muqi said.

"Who the hell are you? Do you know Master Chen? What is your name?" Rouge had tears in his eyes.

Xia Muqi did not answer, moved a chair and put it next to Rouge's bed, and put the plate on the chair.

"If you're hungry, eat it. With that, he left.

Xia Muqi went out of the city again, Jiang Feng thought that it was because he was going to leave by train tomorrow, so he had to take all the buried money with him today, but Xia Muqi was the same as the previous times, only took a few pieces of ocean and a small yellow croaker, and buried the burden back under the tree.

Isn't he leaving?

Jiang Feng followed behind Xia Muqi, guessing as he walked.

Jiang Feng guessed correctly, Xia Muqi was not ready to leave, he asked Wen Er to book a train ticket for next week, Rouge's body has not been very good, he is not worried about letting her get on the train at this time.

"Mr. Xia, your two train tickets can still be transferred out now, do you want me to ask someone to help you transfer out?" I am sure that I can help you transfer out at the original price. Wen Erdao.

Xia Muqi nodded and gave the train ticket to Wen Er.

Xia Muqi returned to his room and didn't go to Rouge's side to look, but Jiang Feng ran over there to take a look. Rouge had already fallen asleep, and her mother-in-law was watching over her, but the two vegetable wrapped chickens on the plate still hadn't moved, and they looked cold on the table.

Jiang Feng felt strange in his heart, this memory was Xia Muqi's memory, and the recipe should be an impressive dish that Xia Muqi had tasted, but in addition to porridge and steamed buns in Xia Muqi these days, the only vegetable wrapped chicken he personally made was still eaten with rouge.

He's been stuck in this memory for almost 10 days, and he still hasn't seen any signs of going out.

That night, Rouge developed a high fever.

The high fever does not go away, and in this era when the price of quinine is more than gold, it is simply a symbol of death.

Wen Er invited the doctor overnight, and the doctor could only shake his head and say to Xia Muqi, "Let's prepare for the future." ”

"Xia Muqi, I'm dying, can you tell me what your name is?" Rouge didn't go away because of the high fever, and his voice was hoarse.

"My name is Xia Sheng. Xia Muqi said.

Rouge squinted his eyes, trying his best to remember who Xia Sheng was, but he couldn't.

"Did you recognize the wrong person, I don't know you. Rouge said, "You are so unlucky, you have spent so much money in vain by recognizing the wrong person, and now this person is going to die." ”

"I am Chen Qiusheng's apprentice. Xia Muqi said.

At this time, Rouge was already burned in a daze, his logic was confused, and his speech was vague.

"Chen Qiusheng, who is Chen Qiusheng, I only know Master Chen, I don't know Chen Qiusheng. Rouge muttered.

"Ah, I remember, Master Chen's name is Chen Qiusheng. ”

"Yes, I seem to have heard my aunt say that Master Chen's apprentice is also called Sheng, and he is the assistant cook of Taifeng Building. ”

Rouge suddenly burst into tears, crying and shouting, "I want to go home, I want to eat my mother's vegetable wrapped chicken." ”

"Who are you?" Rouge was already burning so hard that he couldn't tell the difference.

"I'm Xia Sheng. Xia Muqi said.

"Who is Xia Sheng?"

"Xia Sheng is Chen Qiusheng's apprentice. ”

"Master Chen's apprentice, did you pick up the uncle who sent me to find me? You came too late, I'm dying, and when you go back, your aunt will definitely scold you." ”

"Yes, Mrs. Li sent me to pick you up. Xia Muqi said.

Jiang Feng saw that Xia Muqi was crying.

Rouge said some slurred nonsense intermittently, and suddenly sobered up a little, forgetting what Xia Muqi had said to her before.

"Why are you crying, Shamuqi?" asked Rouge, "did you see that I was dying, and you felt sorry for spending money on me?" I told you that I'm a short-lived ghost, and you want to spend money on me. ”

Rouge turned his head and saw the vegetable wrapped chicken on the table: "Why don't you eat it yet? ”

"I eat. Xia Muqi said, without chopsticks, he directly grabbed a cold vegetable wrapped chicken with his hand and put it in his mouth.

"Shamuqi, do you know what my original name is?"

Jiang Feng began to be gradually shrouded in a thick fog, and he couldn't see the rouge on the bed clearly.

"My name is Li Fen, fragrant Fen. ”

"Can I ask you, when I die, burn me to ashes and send me back to Beiping. ”

"I want to go home. ”