Chapter 64: The Strongest Shuttle

Hearing the old man say this, Song Zixuan immediately laughed, he was indeed touched by the old man about liking things, but now that he is a chef, he is really more interested in the rare kitchenware in the old man's mouth.

Fang Jingzhi took the Jade Pixiu in his hand, his expression immediately became serious, he picked it up and looked at it up and down, left and right several times.

"What a thing, people used to call it Lao Keng, but now there are not many, and the color is not bad, but it's a pity that there is no electric handle, otherwise grandpa can be more beautiful inside." "The torch is a local language, that is, a flashlight.

"That's enough for you, can you still look at jade in your eighties?" Song Zixuan said with an exaggerated expression.

Fang Jingzhi glanced at him: "Don't fart with grandpa, it's all secondary, just like grandpa you know, it's the material of which field." ”

"Yes, if you don't say that you are an old man, hehe, grandpa, I will test you, what do you guess the price of this jade?" Song Zixuan said with a smile, he also used Sang Tianshuo's words just now to test this old man, he dared to pack a ticket, the old man has been at home for so many years, and he can't tell the regular price!

"The price?" Fang Jingyi smiled, "This thing should be six figures." ”

Hearing this, Song Zixuan was stunned, prices have risen wildly over the years, and the price of anything has changed exponentially, how can the old man say it?

"Six figures, you give a count!" Song Zixuan said.

Fang Jingzhi smiled and gestured with a "2" gesture: "Two hundred thousand, boy, you missed it!"

"How do you know I'm leaking? What if I spend more than 200,000?"

"Hahaha, you kid still has a poor word on his face, and it's still 200,000...... I don't believe two hundred!"

Fang Jingzhi said it seriously, in Song Zixuan's heart, if this treasure is really a few thousand yuan, he may not be willing to buy it, two hundred yuan is about the same.

Although he understands, he really can't be generous, of course, it also depends on his childhood experience, from childhood to adulthood, Song Zixuan is afraid of poverty, at least at this stage, he has money, and he is really reluctant to spend it like this.

"Okay, grandpa, it's really yours, next time I'll bring you an electric handle, you can take a good look," said Song Zixuan with a smile on his face, "That...... You're done reading it now, do you see if it's ......"

Fang Jingzhi looked at Song Zixuan and couldn't help laughing: "Okay, grandpa will show you a look!"

After speaking, the old man got up, and Song Zixuan hurriedly carried him to the cabinet on the side.

The cabinet is made of rosewood, with a large gold pattern on the front and gray on the back, which is the cabinet that Fang Jingzhi received in the seventies, according to him, the year of this cabinet can reach the Ming Dynasty.

Of course, Song Zixuan never questioned this, after all, only real good things can be kept for so many years.

However, Fang Jingzhi didn't take out any treasure from the cabinet, but took out a copper key, the copper key was very long, with two teeth in the front, and the handle in the back was round, which looked like a full sense of age.

Then, Fang Jingzhi closed the cabinet door and walked out of the house with the key, Fang Jingzhi's small courtyard is not very big, but there are three rooms in addition to the kitchen and toilet, one of which is stacked with various wooden bookshelves, tall cabinets and beds.

Song Zixuan came in to clean it, and every time he wiped the dust on it very carefully, he also noticed that there were several porcelain bottles in the corner, which contained dozens of calligraphy and paintings.

And Song Zixuan has never entered the other room, the old man has a copper lock all the year round, Song Zixuan once asked, and the old man did not answer positively.

But at this time, Fang Jingzhi walked towards the room.

Walking to the door of the house, he stopped and said, "Sun thief, wait at the door, do you know?"

"Okay, grandpa. Although Song Zixuan often jokes with the old man, he is never big or small, and he is always obedient to the old man's orders.

Fang Jingzhi walked into the room, and the moment the light was turned on, Song Zixuan could see the dim light from the crack in the door, but he didn't get closer, after all, this was Old Man Fang's privacy.

After about twenty minutes, the old man came out of the house, holding a box fifty or sixty centimeters long.

The box is not a precious wood, but a cloth surface, and some places on the surface have been damaged, revealing the white background inside, but Rao is so, it still can't stop Song Zixuan's expectations.

"Grandpa, why is it so long......"

"Nonsense, Lao Tzu can't appreciate the things I saved first?" Fang Jingzhi glanced at Song Zixuan and said, "Why are you still stunned?"

"Oooh. ”

Song Zixuan took the box closely, and when he got it, he found that the weight was really not light: "Oh, it's really heavy enough." ”

"Nonsense, really good kitchenware, which one is lighter?"

After Fang Jingzhi finished speaking, he walked back to the house, and Song Zixuan also followed with the box.

Song Zixuan put the box on the table, brushed off the floating soil on the surface with his hand, and the moment he opened the box, a sense of respect suddenly rose in his heart, which can be regarded as a tribute to the chef in the early years.

The moment the box was opened, Song Zixuan was immediately shocked by the heavy sense of history that rushed to his face.

This heaviness does not come from the texture or weight of the frying spoon, but from the depth accumulated over the years.

Song Zixuan thought that this phoenix pattern frying spoon was a wok, but he didn't expect it to be a spoon used for stir-frying, with a length of about 45 cm, silvery-white, carved with feather-like lines on the hand, and a crested head at the end of the frying spoon, which was obviously integrated with the frying spoon, not spliced, after all, there was no electric welding technology at that time.

The stir-fry spoon feels delicate but has a sense of vicissitudes, the surface is soft and cold, and the phoenix feathers can prevent the spoon from slipping, especially the crested head, which is simply lifelike, with sharp eyes, with the domineering and dignity exclusive to the phoenix.

"Grandpa, this is really a spoon, I thought it was the big stir-fry spoon we usually use. Song Zixuan said.

Fang Jingzhi picked up his hand and took a sip of the purple clay pot, and said: "That's right, there are several sayings for these kitchens in the chef world, some are called wok and stir-fry spoon, some are called stir-fry spoons and stir-fry shovels, but they are all names, this phoenix-patterned stir-fry spoon is a stir-fry shovel to put it bluntly." ”

Song Zixuan nodded when he heard this, in the face of such a beautiful stir-fry spoon, he naturally didn't bother to bother with the name of the kitchenware.

He picked up the frying spoon and shook it: "This frying spoon is really weighty, grandpa, won't you get tired after using such a frying spoon for a long time?"

"A chef's physical requirements almost exceed that of cooking, after all, if you are in charge for a long time, no matter how good your cooking skills are without physical strength, and arm strength and waist strength are of course the most important. ”

"That's good...... But using a lighter wok and spoon can at least save some effort, so why waste it. Song Zixuan said.

Fang Jingzhi smiled: "Silly boy, have you ever used a scale?

Song Zixuan thought for a while: "I have used it, when I was a child, I often went to the Hutongkou to sell vegetables, and I also played with their scales." ”

"The weight of the scale plate must be measured first, and then the weight of the scale plate should be subtracted from the total weight, which is the real weight of the goods, right?" Fang Jingzhi asked.

Song Zixuan nodded: "That's right, but grandpa, now they all use electronic scales, and they can directly peel it, that is, measure the net weight." ”

"The principle is the same, but you have to remember that the peeled skin must first be weighed out, if the skin is one tael, then the total weight will be subtracted by one tael, even if it is a catty, but if the weight is negligible...... How do you reduce that?"

Song Zixuan was silent for a few seconds: "I understand grandpa, if you can't reduce it, it's not accurate, it's like stir-frying, if you can't clearly understand the weight of your pot and spoon, you can't calculate the best time for the fire!"

"That's right, the kid is smart enough, everyone can stir-fry delicious with their own stir-fry spoon, and it is very likely that it will be a few points worse if he changes the pot, because he doesn't know enough, and he can't judge how big the heat is and how long it is best to stir-fry, but when it comes to understanding, the heavier the pot, the easier it is to control, which is also called pressing hands and following hands in the chef world. ”

"I've heard of it, Boss Yang used to change a wok for Zhang Kui, and Zhang Kui said that the new pot was very easy to use and very easy to use. ”

"That's the reason, if the pot is in hand, stir-frying is a thing to enjoy, but if it's too light, you don't feel anything, and stir-frying will become boring. ”

Song Zixuan nodded slowly, feeling what the old man said, but his hand never left the phoenix pattern stir-fry spoon, whether it was the vicissitudes of life, or the cold feeling that passed through his hands, he couldn't wait to light the flame now, heat the pot, and make the phoenix pattern stir-fry spoon rich again!

In the Yongzheng period, this phoenix-patterned fried spoon was popular all over the rivers and lakes of the kitchen god, and the modern ...... I don't know if it's going to be brilliant again.

"Grandpa, is this pot silver?"

"Silly boy, how can it be silver, silver products can be used as some utensils, but they can't directly touch the flames, so they will melt, this is dun iron!"

"Dun Tie, what is that, does it belong to iron?" Song Zixuan asked.

"The forging of dun iron comes from Sui, similar to steel, but has the characteristics of iron, according to the current words, it has rich iron elements, but the hardness is greater than iron, and its color is not the silver you say, but white!"

Song Zixuan looked at the phoenix-patterned frying spoon in his hand seriously, in fact, it was not enough to say it, he nodded: "Grandpa, this dun iron is very rare, right? ”

"Hehe, due to the high hardness of the pier iron, the brittleness is also high, if it is a hard blow, it will not be deformed but will break, from the appearance of the basic use of the chef world, to later due to the loss of forging technology, it is also extinct, I think now this pier iron kitchenware ...... I don't think there will be more than three. ”

Hearing this, Song Zixuan's eyes widened, Fang knew that the frying spoon in his hand was so rare, if it was worth it, in his opinion, it was more precious than the jade pixiu......

The grandfather and grandson chatted a little more, Fang Jingzhi put away the frying spoon, rested, and Song Zixuan left, but his mind was full of phoenix pattern stir-fry spoons, and the kitchenware was indeed the most beautiful stir-fry spoon he had ever seen.

Early the next morning, Song Zixuan simply washed up and went out, and was about to go to the bus stop, when he saw a van parked at the entrance of the alley, and the driver was none other than Lei Zi, the eighth master's subordinate!

Seeing Song Zixuan, Lei Zi beckoned: "Master Song, this way!"

As soon as he shouted, the van door was opened, and six people walked down from it in turn, and Song Zixuan was stunned: "Leizi, this ...... What do you mean?"

"The shuttle bus that the eighth master gave you, I will send you to and from work in the future, get in the car," he said, Lei Zi shouted to the back, "You guys are neat, protect Song Ye!"

"Yes!" said in unison.

Song Zixuan looked stupid, counting himself and Lei Zi, there were actually eight people in this car, this ...... The shuttle bus that sent one person was overloaded, and it was really the strongest shuttle......