"Mother. Vertex X 23 U S" Jiang Huiqin said softly, her eyes red.

As if she hadn't heard, Liu Xiuzhen stared out the window blankly, caressing the urn with her right hand, as if she was slapping a child who had just fallen asleep.

"Let's go, let's come back and bring some sweet porridge to my mother. Li Mingyi said helplessly.

"Huiqin, when you move over, you can go to school with Mingzhe and Mingqing. Liu Xiuzhen suddenly spoke.

Jiang Huiqin and Li Mingyi were stunned at the same time.

"Zhen'er (eldest sister) has been gone for two months, and I have been thinking for two months, it is better for girls to read some books. There was a dim light in Liu Xiuzhen's eyes, "These days, I always wonder if if I had sent her to a girls' school, even if it was just to learn two more sentences of foreign Chinese, would her personality be as cheerful as you." If I had thought more about not only looking at the door when I had picked her husband's house, but I had scolded her less in the past few years, would she not be like this. ”

"I have lived for others all my life, Zhen'er has also lived for others in this life, she doesn't want to live anymore, I still have to live. When Ming Yi first went to school, he often told me that reading can make people rational and enlightened, and let me send Zhen'er and Chun'er (second sister) to go to a girls' school, I don't believe it or listen to it, blame me, blame me. ”

Liu Xiuzhen said and walked into the room with the urn of ashes.

On the table in the room, there was a lone picture frame.

The photo above is a family photo taken in the previous Chinese New Year's Eve, black and white photos, everyone has a smile on their faces, the eldest sister stands in the corner holding Fen Yatou looks extraordinarily small, Fen Yatou smiles sweetly at the camera.

Changed.

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Chinatown is like a dilapidated and complex labyrinth, with an irregular arrangement of low-rise bungalows, hawkers carrying baskets on their shoulders, and all kinds of shops, with dilapidated or more dilapidated signs, mottled or more mottled wood, stone, and earth walls. The further you go in, the more shabby it becomes, and the more you go inside, the darker it becomes.

Ms. Jiang and Ms. Li stopped in front of a half-hidden shop with no signboard and a dusty wooden board with crooked Chinese characters written on it: 7 yuan a pound for new goods.

"Mother Chen. Jiang Huiqin called outside.

"It's coming!" A middle-aged woman with loose hair and clothes pushed open the door, looking like she had just woken up, and said an unstandard official language, "Mrs. Li, yo, Mr. Li is also here, I heard that you have bought a house in the highlands, and you are going to move there!"

"I'm going to move out, I heard yesterday that you're back, have you found it?" Jiang Huiqin went straight to the point.

"It's too difficult, now there are wars everywhere, and I also trust a lot of relationships, it's not that I don't do things after I collect money, now the whole north is fighting. Before I got on the boat, I heard that there seemed to be a fight in the south, and it was very chaotic! I asked a lot of people about a few pictures, but they were not impressed. It's okay that your brother and your nephews are all men, and that Fen girl in your family is so good-looking, I guess ......" Chen's mother looked embarrassed, hesitated for a moment, and said anyway.

"Don't blame me for speaking badly, I know all the slightly famous dealers, none of them have an impression of the Fen girl, her appearance is also a hot commodity in our industry, and your Fen girl is eighty percent gone. And now in this world, she is such a good-looking little girl who is alone outside, and it is better to die than to live. ”

Jiang Huiqin couldn't even say a word of rebuttal.

"Then you can ask someone to find it. Li Mingyi sighed.

Chen's mother is the biggest trafficker in San Francisco, almost all the women who have been sold in San Francisco have to go through her hands, she does not do secret prostitution business, only sells people, and sells women who can't survive from China and can't survive, or who voluntarily sign a deed of sale, to bachelors who can't marry a daughter-in-law here.

"I can't go these months, it's too chaotic, there are wars everywhere, at least until next year, you guys...... Hey, be prepared. After Chen's mother finished speaking, she went in, and shouted at the inside, "It's almost noon, and you can't get up to work, pigs are more diligent than you, who wants to buy lazy pigs who are not quick to go back to be mothers-in-law......"

"She's right, it's better for Fen to be dead than alive. Jiang Huiqin muttered, taking a deep look at the wooden sign at the door.

$7 a pound.

Li Mingyi took Jiang Huiqin's hand and led her out: "It's a hundred times to die, but only by living can you wait for hope." ”

The two walked into a restaurant, very simple, with only 4 or 5 small tables, and an old man with gray hair was sitting at a table squinting and peeling garlic.

"Aunt Liu. Jiang Huiqin greeted her with a smile.

"Here, I've got the ingredients in the kitchen. Aunt Liu said.

Li Ming was stunned and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Secret. Jiang Huiqin didn't allow him to enter the kitchen, "Today is a good day, I recently learned a new dish, I originally wanted my mother to eat it happily, but she didn't want to come, so you can help her eat." ”

"Your mother still doesn't want to go out?" Aunt Liu suddenly asked.

"Yes. ”

"Hey, it's good to get used to it, I was like this when my second child just died, and it's getting better slowly. "Aunt Liu peeled the garlic slowly.

Jiang Feng followed Jiang Huiqin into the kitchen.

The ingredients in the kitchen are all prepared, such as shuifa sea cucumber, cooked white chicken, cooked ham, oily fish maw, shuifa squid, shuifa bean curd, egg yolk cake, pigeon eggs, net fish, shuifa magnolia slices, shuifa shiitake mushrooms, cooked white pork belly, dried scallops, spinach stalks and cooked salted egg yolks. There are quite a lot of ingredients, and if you just make one dish, the flavor of this dish must be very rich.

Jiang Huiqin first cut the sea cucumber, fish maw, magnolia slices, yuba, pork belly, chicken and some ham into slices of equal length and width, then shredded the chicken and the remaining ham, and cooked the pigeon eggs in cold water. All kinds of processed ingredients were neatly placed on the plate by Jiang Huiqin, all five colors, very neat.

There was a pot of chicken soup still simmering on the stove next to it, Jiang Huiqin untied the lid, and the rich fragrance instantly dispersed, the chicken fat had been completely stewed into the soup, and the chicken soup was pure yellow and fragrant. Skimming off the grease on the surface, Jiang Huiqin scooped out a large bowl of chicken soup.

In order to extract the deliciousness of the ingredients, Chinese dishes have always liked to use chicken soup to stew and stew, Buddha jumping over the wall also does this, Jiang Huiqin put all the sliced ingredients in the pot with a large section of green onion and ginger slices, pour in the chicken soup and add seasonings, and use chopsticks to pick out the green onion and ginger slices after the stew is flavored.

After putting it out of the pot, Jiang Huiqin picked out a good-looking porcelain bowl from the cabinet, with blue and white on a black background and blue and white edges, this kind of porcelain bowl is rare in San Francisco. Wash the porcelain bowl, pick out the mushrooms in the plate and stack them at the bottom of the bowl, and the rest of the ingredients are sorted according to the color in turn, round by circle, layer by layer, just yard these ingredients for dozens of minutes. Finally, pour the crumbs on top, pour the original soup on top, and steam in a steamer.

Jiang Feng said that Jiang Huiqin's arrangement is not good.

The chicken and pork belly should obviously be crossed according to the color, but she placed them on the two adjacent layers, and Jiang Feng, who has been professionally arranging for many years, said that the design of this color is very bad, and it is obviously better to fold them like a flower.

Jiang Huiqin knew that it was going to be upside down when the time came, and it would look better when it was stacked together and scattered.

Jiang Feng didn't dare to guarantee that he would be better than Jiang Huiqin's cooking, but it would definitely look better than her!

After ten minutes, remove from the pan.

Place the porcelain bowl upside down in a soup bowl with pigeon eggs around it, and place the shredded ham and cooked chicken on top of the shiitake mushrooms. The original soup in the pot is boiled, the rice soup is thickened, and the cooked lard is poured in, and the fragrance is overflowing in an instant, and it is poured on the chowder.

Finally, the shiitake mushrooms are topped with cooked salted duck egg yolks and spinach stalks are inserted upside down.

Out of the pot!

All the ingredients are soaked in the bright yellow chicken broth, mixed with the aroma of cooked lard poured at the end, the ingredients are rich and rich, the color is full and bright, the fragrance is delicious, mellow and not greasy.

A large soup bowl is full, enough for two people to eat, and they don't even need the main food.

I went out with a soup basin, and a guest happened to come in outside.

"Yo, Li Hongzhang's chowder, Aunt Liu, your family's business is big enough, and you can sell this dish. "Someone was surprised.

"I prepared the ingredients, and they made them themselves, where did I have this level. Wonton noodles in chicken soup?" Aunt Liu put down the garlic in her hand.

"Old rules, you know. "Guests can find a random table and sit down.

This large pot of Li Hongzhang's chowder is placed on the table, and the fragrance is entangled, this famous dish in Hui Province Li Mingyi has eaten before, but it is not this practice.

Jiang Huiqin went to get the dishes and chopsticks, Li Mingyi took his own pair and asked, "How do I remember that my brother-in-law didn't do this before?"

"This is a new method of Chinatown, and it is better than just taking sesame oil and cooking it slowly. Jiang Huiqin took a mushroom on the surface of the chopsticks, looked at it, and stopped, "If my brother knew that there was such a practice, he would definitely be happy to study it for several days." ”

"When the war is over, we will return to China, a capable person like my eldest brother can mix anywhere, you study hard, and when you return to China, you will find them and you will teach your eldest brother to do it yourself." Li Mingyi comforted.

"Yes, I'll teach my brother how to do it when I return home. ”

"The wonton noodles in chicken soup are ready. Aunt Liu came out of the kitchen with a bowl of wonton noodles, brought it to the guests, and continued to go back to peel garlic.

"Eh, Aunt Liu, where has your family gone, I don't seem to have seen it for a while. ”

"He, he's back to Peking to get married!"

"Why are you going back to get married, you go to Chen's mother to buy one! Aren't she all clean girls, it's troublesome to go back, it's dangerous to toss for a few months, I heard that there are wars everywhere now, but there are no fights in Beiping?"

"I don't know, the matchmaker introduced me. Aunt Liu said, "Mother Chen's girl is clean, but it's too expensive, and now it's up to 7 yuan a pound, and I can't afford to buy that kind of sixty or seventy pounds back, and I can't afford it, I'm just 37 years old, I can't wait, it's cheap to go back to China to get married." In fact, I don't feel at ease when I go to Beiping, but the matchmaker introduced him in Beiping, and he should already be on the ship back now. ”

"Do you know anything about Beiping?" asked the new guest.

"What's the matter?" said in unison.

"What my son told me was that the newspaper said that Beiping had fallen. ”

With a click, Jiang Huiqin's chopsticks fell.

"When has Beiping fallen?" Jiang Huiqin stood up suddenly.

"Mrs. Li, hey, Mr. Li is also here, I heard that you bought a house in the highlands and are still eating here!" The person who came looked surprised, "Just a few days ago, my son read the newspaper at school and told me, Mr. Li, don't you also read the newspaper, haven't you seen the news?"

"It's okay, it's okay, Gangzi must be on board now. Aunt Liu comforted herself, but her voice was shaking.

"Huiqin, you sit down first. Li Mingyi's voice couldn't hide the trembling, "I never dared to tell you, and I didn't dare to tell my father." ”

"Has Beiping fallen?" Jiang Huiqin sat down slowly, her whole body trembling, "Beiping has fallen, the second sister and Master Chen are still in Beiping, where are they?"

"It's all gone. Li Mingyi lowered his eyes, not daring to look at Jiang Huiqin, "The telegram that Fu Bo sent me four days ago said that the second brother-in-law and Master Chen's son were killed for harboring wounded soldiers in the cellar, and the second sister and Master Chen ...... Attract home**. ”

Jiang Huiqin was silent, Li Ming raised her head again and again, and she was already in tears.

Wiping a handful of tears, Jiang Huiqin choked up and said, "I can't tell my mother." ”

"Let's eat. Jiang Huiqin took a pair of chopsticks again and grabbed a piece of shiitake mushrooms.

Entrance.

"It's not as delicious as my brother's cooking. Jiang Huiqin blinked, and tears fell into the bowl.

Li Mingyi also sandwiched a piece of shiitake mushrooms.

Entrance.

"It's still delicious to be cooked by my uncle. ”

Salty tears dripped down his hands.

This is the first time he has cried in front of others in the four days since he received the news.

Jiang Feng was shrouded in a cloud of mist.

Sitting on the bed in a daze, it was pitch black all around, Jiang Feng touched the corner of his eyes, it was a little wet.

After sitting quietly for a while to calm down, Jiang Feng clicked on the game panel.

【Li Hongzhang Chowder C-grade】

Maker: Jiang Huiqin

Dish details: This is a famous dish in Huizhou Province at home and abroad, whether it is the selection of ingredients or the production techniques are quite qualified dishes, due to the strength of the maker itself, resulting in a slight loss of color in this famous dish. It was a slightly fly in the ointment Li Hongzhang's hodgepodge, but it was the release of Li Mingyi's negative emotions in the painful moment, because the national hatred and family hatred contained in it became an unforgettable dish in his life, and within 20 minutes after eating, it will make people want to cry extremely and release negative emotions.

Number of times a day can be made (0/1)

Jiang Feng: ......

With such a big pot, one person can eat one bite, and the whole restaurant can cry.

It's kind of touching to think about it this way.

In the recipe column, Jiang Huiqin's three dishes have all been lit up, clear soup willow leaf swallow vegetables (pseudo), silk yam and Li Hongzhang chowder.

Three dishes, Jiang Huiqin's life.

There is also a memory of Zhang Zhiyun in the inventory, Jiang Feng thought about it and decided not to click on it now, in case it is another depressive memory, he may have insomnia until dawn tonight.

As soon as he lay down and turned off his mobile phone and was about to go to bed, Jiang Feng's eyes hadn't closed for a second when he heard Wang Hao's dream words.

"Come out, god-level golden egg fried rice!"

Jiang Feng: ???

Has he been writing like crazy lately, why do you have to be on the same bar with egg fried rice in his dreams?

"Die, two-dimensional Fourier analysis! Golden egg fried rice and duck!"