It's still in the kitchen of Fen Garden.

If it weren't for the fact that the kitchen at this time didn't have so many modern kitchenware, and there was no such bright and incomparably huge oven, Jiang Feng would almost feel that he had never entered the memory at all. Appearing in the same place before and after entering the memory gave him a sense of time and space.

This is Fenyuan more than ten years ago, Zhang Guanghang is still a child, compared with the memory of Jiang Feng last time, Zhang Guanghang should be slightly older at this time, and he should be almost old enough to go to junior high school.

As a long leg that can grow to 1.88 meters in the future, Zhang Guanghang's height at this time is already very tall, if it weren't for the fact that his face is still young and immature, he can see that he is still a child, just looking at the back and saying that he is a high school student or even a college student, some people may believe it.

Of course, no one will believe this dress.

Under Xia Muqi's unique aesthetic, Zhang Guanghang wore a standard pair of colorful clothes that your grandparents love to wear for you, which is neither like children's clothes nor like the clothes of old men and aunts, and carefully chops vegetables.

The back kitchen is huge, just two people.

Zhang Guanghang was chopping vegetables, Xia Muqi was by the stove, Jiang Feng leaned over and looked at a fish in the pot, which seemed to be boiling braised fish.

Outside the kitchen is the dining room for the guests, Jiang Feng can hear the loud conversation of the guests outside when he stands in the kitchen, laughing and laughing, it sounds very lively.

Jiang Feng came to the dining room through the wall and found that there were really a lot of guests today, and the four tables of guests were all full, adding up to more than a dozen people. Looking at the sun at this time, it should be noon, it is estimated that the sun is scorching in summer, and the old air conditioning in the dining room has an excellent cooling effect, but the noise is a little loud and rumbling like the engine, and the guests at the table close to the air conditioning must open their throats to chat to ensure that the other party can hear.

"Lao Zhao, I didn't say you, you all came to Master Xia's Fenyuan to eat, and you still ordered braised fish, it's really a waste of places. I can't even order enough for this person to order one dish, and I just have a place for your braised fish. The middle-aged man, who was sitting closest to the air conditioner, shouted at the top of his voice.

"What's wrong with me eating braised fish? More than ten years ago, when you saw braised fish, you probably drooled, so I just took this bite, so I said that you are vulgar, and you are not afraid of getting tired of eating these abalone, shark fin and sea cucumber every day. Lao Zhao looked very dissatisfied.

"Okay, okay, why are you fighting for this? This guy is a cat, you don't know, you don't eat fish for a meal, it's uncomfortable. Besides, Master Xia did a good job of this big dish, and the ordinary home-cooked dishes were also well done, and some of them were good to eat. "The other guy at the table came out to play the round.

The middle-aged man closest to the air conditioner only complained a few words, nothing else, took a sip of wine from his wine glass, squinted his eyes, and sighed: "Hey, if I want to say that Master Xia should hire a few more people, a total of eight tables will be opened every day, and it is not easy to grab it, and everyone can only order one dish, which is enough to eat." ”

"That's what you don't understand. The man who played the round just now glanced at him with a smile, "Why do you think Master Xia's cooking is the best, it's because he made it alone from beginning to end, and if he hired someone else to make the dishes, it wouldn't taste like this." ”

"If you know a lot, come and drink. ”

The three people at the same table clinked glasses to each other, so happy.

The three of them were loud, and although the dining room was large and the distance between the four tables was far enough, their conversation was still heard by the person next door.

Now that you have heard it, you will definitely have to start a series of discussions.

At the next table was a young man wearing a colorful shirt and a chain made of unknown material around his neck, if it wasn't for the hair or black, he would definitely be mistaken by Jiang Feng for a member of the Fuai family The young man asked curiously: "Second uncle, when I went to the toilet just now, I glanced in the kitchen, and I saw a man with blond hair, who is that?"

"I just heard them say that Master Xia didn't hire a helper?"

As soon as I heard it, I knew that it was a newcomer, but I didn't even know who Zhang Guanghang was.

The second uncle in the flower shirt subconsciously glanced at the kitchen door: "He is Master Xia's apprentice, I remember that he seems to be an American." ”

"What an American, the people are French. Another person at the same table.

"French, Master Xia is so powerful, the French all came to him as an apprentice. "The flower shirt was shocked.

"That's not it, I'm telling you that this Frenchman is very particular, I remember that he was taught by Master Baixia a few years ago. A few years ago, didn't Master Xia run around the city for a period of time, looking for someone to deliver fresh milk every morning, and changed several houses, just for this kid. "But if I want me to say that this fresh milk may be useful, if I remember correctly, this child is thirteen or fourteen years old this year, you see how tall he looks like a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child, my son is sixteen and not as tall as him." ”

"Master Xia ran all over the city looking for milk a few years ago for him?" The second uncle of the flower shirt was also shocked, "I thought Master Xia was going to make some snacks or dishes, but I thought the milk quality was not good enough, so I ran all over the city to find fresh milk." ”

"If you want me to say, Master Xia raised this Frenchman as a grandson. ”

The rest of the table nodded approvingly.

At this moment, what is Zhang Guanghang, who was raised by Xia Muqi as his grandson, doing?

He was being scolded by Xia Murong.

When Jiang Feng entered, Xia Muqi had already scolded almost, so he couldn't figure out why Zhang Guanghang was scolded, but he could probably guess that he should have cut the wrong dish, because Xia Muqi's last words when he returned to the stove were: "I can't understand the words." ”

Four tables of guests, more than a dozen dishes, not a lot at all. I don't know if it's because everyone's style of eating is like this at this time, or if Xia Muqi's style of selling vegetables is like this, Jiang Feng found that in addition to the braised fish, the others are basically sea cucumbers, bird's nests, abalone, shark fins and other precious dishes made of vegetables, and even the vegetables are fried with sea cucumber shreds.

After cooking the guests' dishes, Xia Muqi began to cook his own dishes, compared to the luxurious dishes he made before, Xia Muqi and Zhang Guanghang's own lunch was much simpler.

A portion of fried vegetables, a portion of egg custard, a portion of pot meat, and a portion of winter melon pork rib soup, just eat it in the kitchen anyway, the kitchen is big enough.

What made Jiang Feng feel strange was that the master and apprentice didn't say a word throughout the meal, Xia Muqi would feel normal if he didn't speak, Zhang Guanghang was just a child about thirteen years old at this time, and he didn't have the tendency to be scolded and autistic by Xia Muqi just now. On the contrary, he seemed very excited throughout the meal, and had a feeling of being ready to move.

Just don't speak.

The two were silent like this, until Zhang Guanghang poured a full bowl into his stomach, and he couldn't hold back his burp for a while, and Xia Muqi opened his mouth.

"What are you doing eating so fast? No one is robbing you. Xia Muqi looked disgusted.

Zhang Guanghang showed a smirk that was very inconsistent with his handsome face but matched his clothes very well, and opened his mouth to say a standard Beijing film: "Because Master's dishes are delicious." ”

Xia Muqi didn't have much reaction, and instead began to care about Zhang Guanghang's study: "Have you done your homework? If you haven't done it, hurry up and take a nap, and write your homework after taking a nap." You are going back to study soon, you can't be left behind, don't turn around and blame me for not supervising your study at that time. ”

"If you want me to say that I can't supervise if I want to, I don't know any of the words in your book, and they are written like characters. ”

Zhang Guanghang picked up the chopsticks and ate a bite of the pot meat: "Master, have you thought about how to celebrate your birthday tomorrow?"

Xia Muqi waved his hand: "What is there to celebrate, it's not a serious birthday, we adults are different from you children, we are just birthdays, when have you seen me celebrate my birthday?"

Zhang Guanghang's big eyes were full of even greater doubts, and he was a little puzzled: "But, isn't Grandpa Niu next door just celebrating his birthday?"

"He's 60 years old, can I be the same if my 60 birthday is already over? Besides, I'm not a serious birthday, what's so good about it. Xia Muqi didn't care, got up and put away the dishes, "Go to bed, finish sleep and do your homework." ”

"Oh. Zhang Guanghang got up.

"However, my grandfather also had a birthday a few years ago, and he didn't celebrate his sixtieth birthday. Zhang Guanghang still didn't quite understand.

"He's the most ......" Xia Muqi almost said it out of his mouth, and temporarily stopped it, "Your grandfather's birthday is also different from mine." ”

After Xia Muqi finished speaking, he felt that this reason was too, and after thinking about it, he made up a new reason to fool Zhang Guanghang: "I'm different from your grandfather, your grandfather has a serious birthday, but I don't." ”

"Why?"

Xia Muqi paused: "I don't remember my birthday." ”

Zhang Guanghang: ?

Seeing that Zhang Guanghang looked like he was about to break the casserole and ask the end, Xia Muqi simply said everything that should be said: "You know the traffickers, right?"

Zhang Guanghang shook his head.

Shamuqi: ......

"I don't know if it doesn't matter, anyway, it's a profession, selling people, and now there are also but it's not legal, it was legal when I was a child. Xia Muqi was not worried at all that saying such things to his children would make Zhang Guanghang's three views crooked, "When I was a child, my poor parents couldn't afford to support me, so they gave me to human traffickers, and later came to Beiping and was bought by my godfather." ”

"So I don't have a birthday, I don't even remember what my birthday is. ”

"But last month, Master, didn't you say that tomorrow was your birthday?"

"It was the day my godfather bought me, and it wasn't a serious birthday, so there was no need to have it. Hurry up and go to bed and finish your homework after sleep. Xia Muqi did not leave his homework in three sentences.

"Oh. Zhang Guanghang still didn't understand too much, mainly because there was no trafficker-related content in his current education, so he didn't understand what Xia Muqi's serious birthday and non-serious birthday meant.

Zhang Guanghang, who didn't understand the meaning of Xia Muyi's words, pondered as he left the kitchen and walked towards his room.