Jiang Dijia and his entourage returned in vain, and when they chatted with each other, Jiang Dijia understood after listening to it, his brother was not much better than himself on this trip, and the Jian Zhongzhong he had seen was simply two very different personalities from his son, not angry, unhurried, not anxious, not annoyed, but he didn't talk too much.

The two of them took advantage of the fact that there were not many customers to visit the kitchen of the small shop, Manager Zhang Kai's mouth and kung fu were in place, for example, a chef in this provincial city has an annual salary of at least tens of thousands, like your craft, there is no problem at all to earn more than 100,000 yuan, there is a house and a car, and there is insurance when you are old, and after grinding your mouth for a long time, Jian Zhongzhong smiled and asked loyally, don't I have all of this?...... The manager can't do it, the general manager, Jiang Jiuding smiled and probed his tone, Master Jian, do you have any ideas for development in the provincial capital, if you are willing, what conditions can be mentioned! If you are interested, we can sit down and talk.

Jian Zhongzhong should be busy with something, and it took a long time before he spit out two words: Don't talk about it!

Gotcha, choked the two of them for a long time, and returned in a huff!

If Jian Zhongzhong agrees immediately, this chef will not be worthless, maybe in Jiang Jiuding's eyes, he will be on the same level as the chef who can be invited by three or five thousand, but the more Jian Zhongzhong does not agree, the more the two of them suspect that this guy has real things in his hands. Jiang Dijia omitted the experience of being criticized, and only told a general account of what Fei Fatzi said, especially the things that people came to invite every year, which made Jiang Jiuding's interest in this person a little stronger!

It's not good to be remembered by thieves, and it's not good to be remembered by profiteers, and the more things you can't get, the more you think about it! Jiang Jiuding groaned all the way back to the provincial capital and began to think of a clever plan to dig people into the corners!

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By the way, what about Jian Fan, who was driven back to the countryside by his parents?

Except for Fei Fatzi, who has no one to spend time with, except for the store that is slightly understaffed, and except for Xiangxiang, who is still guarding the empty room alone in the provincial capital, probably no one can think of this unsuccessful birth! Originally, Jiang Dijia was a little curious about this person, but as soon as Fei Fatzi betrayed him, this vision was a little lower, and then he was trained by Mei Yuyun like this, and it would be good to meet in the future and not become enemies!

Sixty kilometers away from the west of Wulong County, is Fenglin Town; Fenglin Town is six miles to the west, is the location of Qinggeng Village on the outskirts of the town, and the wine flag of "Furong Wine Workshop" with half a large quilt is clearly seen across the village in one mile on the road!

Qinggeng Village at the foot of Qinggeng Mountain, the wine is mellow when the corn is yellow.

This town is located on the edge of the provincial border, the ancient town is not lacking in the modern atmosphere, the wind of good wine is particularly prosperous, Shaanxi's Xifeng wine, Ningxia's wolfberry red, Inner Mongolia's mare's milk wine, barreled Mengtou donkey, Beijing's Erguotou and the province's famous Xinghua Village, bamboo leaf green and beer from all over the country can be seen, but in the maple forest, people of all sizes prefer to drink bulk corn yellow wine, that shop, this thing is a must-have. In the summer, in the hanging well, pour a bowl during the meal, refreshing and refreshing, in the winter simmer on the stove, to nourish the stomach, this habit does not know that it has extended for several generations, in Fenglin Town, the Hibiscus Distillery is just an older, more mellow taste of one, even in the countryman's own cellar, also make corn wine.

The corn is yellow, and it's a good year!

Qinggeng Village is built against the mountain, go to the village for four or five miles to look up is the layers of terraced fields, the fields, scattered planted mulberry, walnut, apple, pear several kinds of economic fruit trees, more than one person high corn green leaves have been slightly yellowed, don't underestimate this green yarn tent, the country life knows, you must be careful when drilling the ground, maybe it will break the good things of whom.

Oh, in the mountains and forests, behind the green gauze tent, the sound of books is loud...... Oh, the sound of reading stopped soon after, the autumn is crisp, the mountains in the afternoon are the most suitable, is not that the family is full of the sky, tired of reading, take a nap!

Get closer, get closer and take a closer look............

Under the walnut tree in the middle of the mountainside, a half-grown boy is concentrating on peeling the green walnuts, it is almost the season of walnut harvest, the green walnuts are big, and some are three or two connected into a nest, only to see this person holding the elbow sharpening knife, a stab and a point, pry into half, exposing the walnut core, the sharpening knife along the hard skin circle, the hemispherical walnut jumped out, peeled off the yellowing and astringent skin outside, it is the tender walnut kernel, this time the kernel is the most delicious, the moisture is large, Sweet and delicious, after the harvest melted the outside of the green skin, a basking in the sun, the skin and kernel stuck together into an old walnut, the taste is much worse.

The sound of rustling walnuts and squeaking chews was the man who was eating while peeling, and after a while, there was a pile of peeled walnut skins around him. Next to the walnut skin, there is a book "Deuteronomy"!

Oh, a compulsory subject for the police recruitment!

Oh, look up, it's not Jian Fan who was driven to the countryside by his mother to study and review hard! The days in the countryside are a little happier than in the city and county, and every day they go to the mountains to roast sweet potatoes and sweet potatoes, pick apricots, and sunflowers, and have a lot of fun. Of course, this delicacy is not something that everyone can enjoy!

In the afternoon, I went up the mountain, read a book for a while, slept for a while, ate walnuts for a while, and listened to songs on my mobile phone for a while!

Look at the time, it's past five o'clock in the afternoon. Alright, today's mission is complete, let's go home!

got up and patted the dirt and grass on his body, sandwiched his books, walked down the mountain along the winding path, passing by his own land in the mountains, Jian Fan watched his grandfather go to the field again to pick up the ground, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Grandpa, why did you come out by yourself, let's go back?"

"That's it!"

As soon as the old man turned around, his oily head was bald and hairless, and his face, which was as dry as an old tree, was wrinkled, and his beard was gray, which was quite fairy.

"Come on, I'll help you...... Grandpa, didn't Uncle let you come out, what's the point of building this ground every day?"

Jian Fan said and threw down the book, and the two of them rolled up their sleeves and did it.

"Bao Moisture, there is a rain in autumn, and the moisture is in the ground, and it is fat. Plant a few nests of green onions in two days. ”

The old man said solemnly. The two of them worked together to knock a few more heads of dirt on the edge of the wall, and then it was finished.

Carrying a shovel and holding a book, following behind his grandfather, the two of them walked down the mountain, Jian Fan's father's generation of three brothers, Jian Zhongzhong of the city police station is the third, and there is still a second child who works as a farmer at home, since he was a child, Jian Fan grew up in front of his grandparents, and he is also familiar with this place.

The old man fumbled through his pockets as he walked, rolled a cannon barrel with his fingers neatly poured tobacco wires, looked back at his grandson, and asked casually, "Fanwa, how old are you this year?"

"Twenty-four!"

"Big guy, when you just got off the ground with me, you were so tall, haha, you became a big guy in a blink of an eye!" Grandpa laughed heartily, gesturing like a little child. smiled and cared: "24...... 24 Ladu, why haven't you said your daughter-in-law? Qiu Hu of the former village family and the eldest girl of the Luo Guo family who played when you were young, how old are the babies? ”

"Grandpa, everyone in the city is late to get married!" Jian Fan explained.

"Get married early and have a baby, the baby is good to be in charge, your father is late enough to get married, and the grandchildren in the village are as old as him......... Hurry up, I'll have to talk about them later. What can you do if you delay the baby?" Grandpa heard the talk of this night's marriage, and his eyes were obviously displeased.

"Huh...... Grandpa, what kind of daughter-in-law do you say I should marry? Next time, I'll find one for you to bring back to the village to see. ”

Jian Fan carried a shovel, followed with a smile behind his back, and asked casually, whenever his grandson had any questions, this grandfather must be amazing, so he heard his grandfather say: "Marrying a daughter-in-law is the same as farming! Women are like the land in our village, the land is fertile, give you a nest of dolls; the land is not fat, give you a litter of girls, and lose money; there are also some little daughters-in-law, like the salted land on the river beach, if you don't get a doll, that can't be done, this daughter-in-law can't have it!

Grandpa was teaching earnestly in front, and Jian Fan was trembling with laughter in the back. Grandpa is old, this head is afraid that it is not very bright, still stuck in the period before and after liberation, the farthest in his life is the town and the county seat, once he goes out, he can't even sleep well, and he will definitely shout to go home if he can't live for three days.

That's right, home! Home is on the side of the road! Home is the winery, and the winery is home!

In the yard, the smell of wine is permeated all year round, the courtyard in front is the wine workshop, in the two rows of large bungalows, are wine jars and retorts, the back yard is a living place for a family, an apple tree is planted in the huge yard, there is a stone table on the shade under the tree, six large rooms, one for grandparents, two for uncles, and the rest of those rooms are for the other two sons, but I am afraid that no one lives. The grandfather and grandson went home one after the other, washed their faces, sat on the fire, Jian Fan threw down the book, said that he was going to Luo Guo's house in the north of the village to get a knife, covered the door and went out!

Stone houses in the alleys, mottled walls with yellow mud!

The scenery of the village has not changed much from the memory of more than ten years ago, coming out of the house, passing by the three slip pigsty is still like that, stinky and coaxing, the sow piglets are humming and grabbing food, when I was a child, I often climbed on the top of the pigsty, a group of children peed farther than anyone; Grandma Qiu Xing on the pier of the south house got up dangerously and wanted to go back to the house, Jian Fan remembered that when she was a child, Grandma Qiu Xing was like this, sitting on the door pier every day to bask in the sun, more than ten years ago, it was still like that!

The place to go, is a half-brick and half-rammed house in the center of the village, the village's celebrity Luo Guo! Adults and children all call him Luo Guo, there are no celebrities in the remote part of the village, this pig gelding, deboning and selling meat with can hit iron and pour aluminum pot, and opened a commissary Luo Guo became a celebrity in the village, when he was a child, Jian Fan and a group of little children surrounded Luo Guo to watch Luo Guo to pig family planning, the bloody Luo Guo always smiled and strained the children with a knife, and always scared the children away!

Childhood memories are always so good!

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"Uncle Luoguo, have you made the knife I want?"

Jian Fan stretched out his head and entered the gate of Luo Guo's house, there was a piece of pork hanging in the yard, there was no one in the commissary, and it was estimated that dinner was already being prepared.

"Mortal dolls are coming!"

The bamboo door curtain was lifted, revealing an unkempt head, Uncle Luo Guo did not change much, with gray hair, stubble, and a fierce appearance, it is estimated that it is because of the killing of more pigs, and everyone looks like a pig under the knife!

There was a ding-dong bang in the room for a while, and the tall and somewhat rickety Luo Guo went out of the door, and threw the object wrapped in cowhide on the meat case with a bang, and said nonchalantly: "Here you go! Why didn't your father come back?"

"It's busy......... Why is this knife so heavy? ”

Jian Fan said, rubbing the ground and pulling the knife out of the sheath, starting with a heavy, jet-black blade, leaving only a touch of white on the edge of the blade.

"Well, the copper sheath and the bag made of cowhide, the manganese steel of the knife body, weighs six catties, seven taels and eight dollars, and the handle of the knife is a double-layer old pear wood, soaked in green oil, and it can't give birth to insects for a lifetime......... This is the kitchen god making the knife. Do you know kitchen knives?" Luo Guo glared, his appearance was a little more fierce, and he looked at Jian Fan who didn't know the goods, as if he was still a little angry.

"I chopped vegetables when I was five years old, and you don't think I will. ”

Jian Fan is very familiar with this fierce Luo Guo, this is his father's friend, but his father's personality is too far away, and he blows nonsense, which is more fierce than Fei Fatman's.

"Smack...... Cutting vegetables is a fart! Look at Uncle playing a knife on you!"

Luo Guo said, took Jian Fan's kitchen knife, his fingers burst and leaned, the knife body rubbed the ground and didn't know how to come out of the sheath in his hand, Luo Guo pulled a knife flower like a trick, the kitchen knife turned around twice in his hand and was holding the knife handle, and he heard Luo Guo shout: "Look at the knife!"

When Jian Fan saw Luo Guo chopping towards him, he was so frightened that he almost entered the case, but the blade flew out, grabbed the ground, and went straight into the wooden door!

"Huh!?"

Jian Fan couldn't laugh or cry when he saw it, when he pulled out the kitchen knife, he saw that the kitchen knife had already entered the wood two inches, and secretly admired this butcher, and he was a little dumbfounded.

"What's going on!?" Luo Guo looked at Jian Fan proudly.

"Uncle Luo Guo, the knife is to cut vegetables and meat, you practiced this, kill people, kill people, who still uses kitchen knives now?" Jian Fan smiled and shook his hand, the blade of the knife was intact, this iron guy seemed to have good workmanship, and he complained that his father had only used Luo Guo's knife for twenty years.

"How high is martial arts, it's like a kitchen knife. You can do it by deboning and killing people, chopping melons and vegetables is considered a bird, are you not convinced? Look at Uncle and cut you a piece of meat again, you will know, this knife, no money, give it to you for nothing. Luo Guo smiled, looking like a child's heart.

"Okay!" Jian Fan's eyes lit up, and as soon as he heard this, he immediately handed over the kitchen knife. But I thought narrowly in my heart, I am not as good as you in cutting people and flying knives, and I can be worse than you in cutting vegetables?

"Okay, look at it!"

Luo Guo said, casually touched a piece of rough paper wrapped in meat on the case, the knife surface was picked, and a large piece of meat was hung on the shelf "bang" on the case, and he saw that he picked up the knife, grabbed a few muffled sounds, and then rubbed the knife back into the sheath, a few actions were flowing water, the meat on the case was chopped six times, and the brush was divided into seven pieces of general size, as if weighed with a scale.

"Uncle Luo, don't scare me, I will too!" Jian Fan grinned, such a hand was really not enough. Since I was a child in the kitchen, when it comes to knife skills, I am on par with my father, and I have no problem picking pork ribs with one hand. Not to mention chopping a few pieces of meat.

"Really? Then you pick up the meat. Luo Guoshen smiled mysteriously, and when he smiled, he was quite amiable.

Jian Fan was surprised when he heard it, and then looked at the kind of coarse paper commonly used in the countryside on the meat floor, so there must be a reason for saving it. When I uncovered the meat, I was shocked, and when I uncovered another piece, I was shocked again......... When he picked up the meat and carried it in his hand, he was stunned, and the sharp blade entered the flesh and cut it off with a brush, but the paper under the meat was intact.

"What's the matter? What have you heard of a little hairy boy, have you ever heard of minced meat on your back? This knife is even higher than theirs. Luo Guo grinned with big teeth.

"Awesome!" Jian Fan gave a thumbs up, this guy doesn't admire it, it seems that what his father said is right, there are champions in the line, and there are strange people in the line, I knew that Luo Butcher was a good hand at deboning and chopping meat, but I didn't know that this guy was so subtle.

"Do you accept it?"

"Serve!"

"How's this meat chopped?"

"Good!"

Luo Guo asked, Jian Fan praised, but saw that Luo Guo's eyes were a little cunning, and he threw a bag of a few pieces of cut meat into Jian Fan's hand with his hands and feet: "It's good to be convinced, this meat is three catties and seven taels, and it belongs to you! One catty, nine yuan and five, there is cash for cash, and if there is no cash, it will be counted on your grandfather's head." ”。

Yes, Jian Fan was dumbfounded all of a sudden, and understood, this is not an artist, it is a meat sale!

"Huh!?Hey, Dead Pot,...... I didn't say to buy meat? You have all the fat that you can't sell, and you stuffed it all into me?

Jian Fan was surprised, he didn't think that the purpose of this Luo pot to chop meat was this, it was almost night, and this last piece of meat couldn't be used, so he had to go home.

"Didn't you let me chop it!? I chopped it all, you don't want it, who am I selling it to? Sell it with knives and meat, don't open it......... You little hairy boy, what did you call me just now!" Luo Guo said, and his big fan-like hand reached out to fan Jian Fan.

"Good...... It's all for it, it's all for it...... But Uncle Luo Guo, there are conditions, you have to teach me this trick!" Jian Fan smiled and blocked Luo Guo's hand.

"Hmm!?Do you really want to learn?" Luo Guo was happy when he heard it. Looking up and down at Jian Fan, he said with a smile: "When you were a child, I thought you were extraordinary? You see that this heavenly court is full, more like a melon after autumn, the little face is tender and red, more like a pimple onion, and then look at this ear is thin and thin, more like a bracken and vegetable leaves, and then look at this hand, ah, slender and slender, like a phoenix claw...... Haha......"

Luo Guo said and spoke, tugging Jian Fan's ear and holding his hand again to evaluate, Jian Fan broke free of the big hand and said angrily and funny: "Uncle Luo Guo, you see that I look like a dish, right?"

"That's right, our Qinggeng Village, every family has a cook, but it's been a few generations, and there has never been a god chef, I think you are the god chef star, why don't you call Jian Fan? haha...... Your dad can't do it, your dad works a tendon. You just come back, give me an apprentice, and ensure that you eat fragrant drops and drink spicy food for the rest of your life, which is better than following your father, your father's two sons, there is nothing to look at, right, you see, this knife, he will definitely not. Luo Guo smiled playfully.

Jian Fan didn't know whether it was a compliment or a loss when he heard this, and he didn't mind joking with Luo Guo when he was used to it, so he asked with a smile: "Uncle Luo Guo, you said that I am a god chef star, how can I follow you? Hey, by the way, what is the god chef?"

"Shhh

Ha ha......... Jian Fan was amused!

I paid the money and carried a knife and meat! I went home slowly, and the cooking smoke was smoking, the rice was fragrant, and my grandmother estimated that the rice was simmering again, and the radish strips were cut. The uncle and aunt who drove the tricycle to the town to deliver wine also returned, and the wine tank on the car was empty, and in front of him sat the ten-year-old Autumn Tree, Peach Blossom's younger brother, who looked almost the same as Peach Blossom!

In this family, the intimate and hot dinner began.