Chapter 90: Taste
Most South Koreans are biased against China.
This is a sad and helpless question.
Kang Tae-chul didn't want to change this status quo, but he at least had to make sure that the people around him didn't.
Fortunately, Han Jiaren was not resistant to these, and let out a surprised compliment when he saw the interior of the antique villa.
Kang Tae-cheol's grandfather went to school, and this is what he does every day, whether he needs it or not. And Jiang Taizhe's grandmother was instructing the maid to cook lunch, and she wanted to cook it herself, but Jiang Taizhe persuaded her that no matter how good the old man's health was, he couldn't be too tired.
Han Jiaren wanted to go to the kitchen to help, but was sternly rejected by Zhao Jinlan, as for the reason, Zhao Jinlan didn't say, Han Jiaren didn't ask.
It's just a little bit of loss in my heart, but I quickly recovered.
Han Jiaren still greeted her grandmother very politely, and continued to observe the villa after her grandmother left.
This authentic Chinese style is not the first time Han Jiaren has seen it, but it is the first time she has tasted it carefully.
Han Jiaren is a very careful woman, Jiang Taizhe thinks so.
Because she could pick out the original pair from several washed white socks - this alone was enough to make Jiang Taizhe admire the five bodies to the ground.
Han Jiaren figured out the room of guò to figure out the personalities of the two old men a little, so that he would not be so passive.
There is an idiom called Seeing Weizhi, which is a bit similar to Han Jiaren's current state of mind, of course, if she knew that there was an idiom that was "peeping at the leopard in the tube", she would probably choose the latter.
The furnishings inside the villa are simple but not simple.
After all, these stylish wooden furniture don't look cheap, and as two old men, they won't use those inferior things.
Many people think that rich people use those ordinary items to appear to have a realm, and they will say that they are back to basics. Jiang Taizhe felt that this could not be wrong, but if he was allowed to do it, it would be impossible.
Everything in the room was neatly arranged and very regular, and the whole room was also clear and clean, with almost no trace of dirt. Han Jiaren looked at the three parallel stone sculptures displayed in front of him, arranged in order from high to low, and felt a little strange in his heart.
Could it be that the old man is a Virgo?
Of course, Kang Tae-cheol's grandfather and grandmother are not Virgos, and there is no way to know whether the maid who is in charge of cleaning the room is not.
In front of the living room is the TV, and of course there is a computer in the bedroom, but for the elderly, the TV is the one that is used more. On the wall at the back hangs a painting of the nave.
Xuan paper is the rice paper of Anhui, the inkstone is the end inkstone of Guangdong, the brush is the lake pen of Zhejiang, and the old man wrote the two best words with the best tools.
"Zhiyi"
The world is vast, and I know only one thing. This is the awe and admiration of an ordinary person.
"Grandpa, they seem to be really Chinese." Han Jiaren tilted her head and said to Jiang Taizhe.
"The land of that country, the culture of that country, the history of that country, the people of that country, as long as you understand them, you will fall in love with them."
"Have you ever been to China?" Han Jiaren opened her mouth and asked, Jiang Taizhe hadn't told her this before.
"I haven't been, but I feel like I've been." Jiang Taizhe looked to the west, and his eyes seemed to have crossed thousands of rivers and mountains
Just after eleven o'clock, Jiang Taizhe's grandfather, Li Zhiyi, returned home.
Going to school every day is a responsibility and an obligation, but it doesn't mean that Li Zhiyi will be stupid enough to stay there for a day and deal with those trivial things.
This is the principle that people should make the best use of their duties.
Han Jiaren still greeted Li Zhiyi respectfully, but this time she added a traditional Chinese etiquette, which she had just learned from Jiang Taizhe.
I don't know if Li Zhiyi was in a good mood or if her etiquette played a role, Han Jiaren felt that Li Zhiyi's attitude was very gentle.
In fact, Li Zhiyi has never been a strict person, except for Jiang Taizhe, others, including his daughter and son-in-law, are also peaceful.
Jiang Taizhe understands the reasoning contained in it, so he has never questioned what Li Zhiyi taught him, and he learned whatever Li Zhiyi taught him.
Koreans are accustomed to eating dinner more solemnly, which is similar to the habits of Westerners, in this regard, it is not that South Korea deliberately imitates the West, but the working model of South Korea is similar to that of the West, many people do not have time to go home to eat at noon, so they eat more carefully when their families are together in the evening.
Li Zhiyi: They are obviously closer to China in terms of eating, and the lunch at noon is very luxuriously prepared.
The lunch was very rich, with fish, meat, vegetables and soup, and it was really full of color, flavor and flavor. Han Jiaren was full of interest and prepared to put down the chopsticks, while Jiang Taizhe was full of sorrow, pulling the rice bowl and eating rice.
Han Jiaren picked up a piece of fish meat and put it in her mouth, she likes to eat fish very much.
In the next second, Han Jiaren's face changed slightly, and a trace of unnaturalness flashed in her eyes, but she covered it up well.
The old man Li Zhiyi pays attention to "eating without speaking, sleeping without speaking", which Jiang Taizhe had already told her in advance, so she quietly swallowed the fish meat, and then ate a large mouthful of rice.
Han Jiaren lifted the chopsticks again, this time instead of fish, but a plate of green vegetables. The same face changed slightly, and then swallowed the green vegetables, and took a large bite of rice.
She finally understood what the reason Kang Tae-cheol said was that she was not used to eating.
So the speed that was not fast slowed down even more, but Han Jiaren took a bite of each plate, and even scooped a small bowl of soup.
The two old men ate very slowly, but the amount of food was not large, and after eating for a while, they put down the dishes and chopsticks and left, Han Jiaren saw them walking away, gently put down the chopsticks, and then his face was full of grievances.
"Got it?" Jiang Taizhe pinched her nose, and then handed over a glass of water that had been prepared a long time ago.
Han Jiaren raised her head and drank the water in one gulp, let out a sigh, and then looked back at the living room like a frightened rabbit, and patted her plump two soft balls after finding that it was okay, "It's really salty." ”
"Don't look at me, I don't know why they cook so salty." Jiang Taizhe shook his head helplessly.
If the normal saltiness of Chinese food is two, then South Korea is one, and Li Zhiyi and they eat three. It is the kind of wonderful process that is about to reach the limit of patience without causing danger to the body.
Because he didn't dare to be too presumptuous in front of the old man, Han Jiaren and Jiang Taizhe talked for a long time in the restaurant, and the final result was that Han Jiaren's awe of the two old men was a little more.
After all, people who can eat so much salt deserve our respect.
When they came to the living room, Li Zhiyi and Zhao Jinlan had already changed into a set of clothes, still Tang costumes and cheongsam, but the light blue cheongsam did not have any patterns on it.
Han Jia and Li Zhiyi chatted for a long time, without direction and purpose, just the kind of aimless chat.
Of course, most of the time there are still two questions and one answer, Li Zhiyi and Zhao Jinlan asked, and Han Jiaren answered.
"How old are you?" "Twenty-four this year"
"Actor" "Well, it's an actor. ”
"How's Tae-cheol?" "Tae-cheol is very good to me, I like him very much."
After all, Li Zhiyi has been in this industry for a long time, so when he asks, he naturally has the meaning of scrutiny, which makes Han Jiaren quite stressed.
In comparison, Zhao Jinlan is a little gentler, and she can really chat with her.
Although Han Jiaren intended to flatter, after all, there was so much age gap, and I don't know how many generation gaps there were, so the atmosphere gradually cooled down.
Li Zhiyi waved his hand to signal that they could go, and then went upstairs to prepare to rest for a while. Zhao Jinlan picked up a silk woven bag that was put aside and handed it to Han Jiaren.
Inside was a cheongsam with embroidered flowers.
On the way home, Han Jiaren nervously asked her how she was doing today, and Jiang Taizhe said it was fine. She asked the two old men again what their attitudes were, and Jiang Taizhe thought for a while and didn't speak.
Picking up the woven bag, Jiang Taizhe took out the cheongsam, and the lotus flower embroidered on it was lifelike, blooming and blooming, and there seemed to be a touch of fragrance in the air.
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