"Brother, can you really let people push grandma around in this wheelchair?" The girl sat at my desk with curiosity, looking at the sample drawings that had been typed out before, and said with a curious expression.

"This is natural, but the ground needs to be level, otherwise, it will be too bumpy for people to sit on it." I nodded, put the folding fan back on the desk, and took a sip of tea. Not to mention this era, even the wheelchairs of later generations did not have any shock absorption, and because I was worried that the materials would not be up to standard, I changed the original four-wheeled design to a three-wheeled design. In this way, the steering wheel is located at the back of the wheelchair, which can be made stronger and thicker, and the effect is no worse than that of the four-wheeler.

"In this way, can you borrow this thing and let grandma come out to relax and bask in the sun?" The girl couldn't help but be happy.

"This is natural, I designed this thing for my brother, I hope that my grandmother can come out to breathe fresh air and bask in the sun, and I can't let my grandmother stay in the house all the time." I nodded and smiled, people who face the same environment for a long time will have a serious impact on their mood, at least I can't stand facing the same environment motionless for 24 hours a day.

"Brother, you just ordered them to make this manpower blower, this little sister remembers seeing it in the place where the iron is struck, but brother, what are you using this thing for?" The girl doesn't seem to be asking clearly, and her heart is not happy, and her eyes are full of doubts and curiosity in her eyes with a pair of watery big {one + {read} novels. "And what good can you do if you got a blacksmith to make such a thin iron pot and a strange iron tool?"

"The blower is naturally used to blow the wind, and as for the strange iron utensils, it is a stove, which is a good thing, but the furnace designed by your brother and I with great blood can not only use charcoal, but also use charcoal, and the fire is strong, definitely a hundred times better than the old stove in our kitchen. As for the thin iron pot, it is used for stir-frying. "The things I make, naturally I also want to have a place to show off, and I, a diligent and inquisitive girl, is a good object to show.

"Stir-fry?" The girl's eyes widened, and her face was inexplicable.

"However, stir-frying, it is also a new type of cooking method developed by your brother and I after a long time of a large number of practical investigations and careful research, which can not only ...... the color and flavor of the dish" This son proudly showed the sister what is called stir-frying, what is slippery stir-frying, what is raw stir-frying, what is cooked stir-frying.

Well, although I have never been a chef, but at the beginning of my father's illness, my son put down the brush, picked up the spatula, and after several years of diligent practice and hard study, he successfully changed his career to become an excellent chef.

And after the death of his father, Ben Gongzi, who has become a complete form of bachelor, often cooks by himself, stir-fries a few good dishes, gets some wine, watches ball games or something, plus we are good, so every three or five days, we will call friends, and whether this son is in his own house or going to a friend's house, he is generally the chef of Ben Gongzi.

First-hand cooking skills can be said to have been considered for a long time, as the so-called do a line, love a line, this son likes to eat, but also likes to do, so, for the north and south of the river, the Yellow River up and down the various dishes although I dare not say that I am profound, but at least a little dabbling.

For the dishes you love to eat, it must be excellence, Sensei said it is stir-fry, even if it is roast duck, roast goose, barbecued pork these things are also my son's specialty dishes, if it were not for the fact that we are civil servants, and the leadership of the talented Ben Gongzi quite care, maybe he couldn't resist the temptation of seven or eight thousand yuan back then, and went to the hotel to be a full-time chef.

Now that he has traveled to the next generation, with his talented and unparalleled cooking skills, I am afraid that in this era, he is absolutely unique.

"Childe, do you really want to blow it? Can you think of other ways, what's so much......" Li Yuanfang cried with a sad face, holding a goose that had been plucked out of his hand, and looked at the handsome and dashing son who was standing aside, white-clothed Shengxue, handsome and dashing.

"Nonsense, if you want to blow it, you can blow it, what's the matter, the cow can blow, are you still afraid that the goose can't blow?" I glared at me viciously. This guy is so unreasonable. There is no steamer in this era, so you can only use your mouth to blow up the body of the duck and goose, but the problem is such a thing, do you still want a gentleman like Ben Gongzi to speak himself?

My cute and amiable girl is sitting down in the corridor with her stomach in her hands at the moment, her pretty face is as red as the sunset on the horizon, and the laughter of the crisp silver bell has never stopped, and she kicks her legs and stamps her feet from time to time, not in shape. I don't know if this girl is smiling, who is it!

And the cook who was specially picked up from the kitchen by Ben Gongzi to slaughter geese and ducks looked weird, his steps were vain, and he looked like he wanted to twist his ass and run away. However, due to the obscenity of this son, he could only squat next to Li Yuanfang with a sad face. Matching with Li Yuanfang's expression, it is really difficult to be a brother and a difficult brother.

Li Yuanfang finally closed his eyes, and puffed up his cheeks to blow vigorously at the place where the thin bamboo pipe was inserted, and sure enough, the goose that looked shriveled after losing its hair slowly became plump and round again, and the girl couldn't help but have round eyes at the moment.

"Well, yes, work hard, yes, yes, yes, Jiushun, quickly take the rope and tie it under the bamboo pipe, tie it tightly for me, don't let the gas that Yuan Fang blew in run away." I saw that it was almost over, and hurriedly gave an order, once raw and twice cooked, Li Yuanfang, who was broken and broken, was too lazy to twist again, and it didn't take much effort, two geese and five ducks were all blown round. However, this time, he decided to make it only in the way he is more familiar and good at roast duck.

After getting it, and carefully cleaned up the remnants of the duck and goose, the chef Jiushun very quickly hung the duck and goose on the hook that had been prepared, the next step is naturally to scald the water and sugar, these guys have already been ready, and then under the personal point of this son, the chef Jiushun is very hard to do it, but after all, it is the first time to do it, it took a long time, and the chef Jiushun finally got this process done. At this moment, these ducks and geese look much more beautiful, revealing a pleasing luster. Ben Gongzi couldn't help but swallow his saliva, yes, I miss the taste of roast duck too much.

"Yes, okay, Jiushun, you find a ventilated room for these ducks and geese for me to hang up, remember, about twelve hours or so, you will go to see this tomorrow, if small oil beads begin to appear on the surface of these ducks and geese, come and tell Gongzi that I will teach you how to bake them when the time comes." Ben Gongzi nodded very satisfied, patted Jiushun on the shoulder, and whispered to Jiushun who looked flattered.

"Childe, you can rest assured, the little one guarantees to stare at these ducks and geese without blinking, as long as there are oil beads, I will come to report to Childe." Jiushun seems to be very good at talking, although he is suspected of being a sycophant, but this shows his attitude, and I am very satisfied.

"Well, let's go." I nodded with a pleasant face, and watched Jiu Shunti rush out of the courtyard gate with two geese and five ducks, and Li Yuanfang naturally began to pack up the utensils that had just been used to clean up the ducks and geese.

"I said sister, don't be stunned, don't pour a cup of tea for your brother, how many words did it take to stand outside here to let these two guys master the steps." Shi Shiran walked up the steps, sat on the cushion placed in the corridor, and said to the girl who had returned to normal.