Jiang You put the chess pieces in his hand back into the chess box, and he stood up and stretched.

Xu Lao looked at his figure and said, "You've been running in the park for a long time, right?" This meat, it seems that not much has been lost? ”

Jiang You touched his stomach, "I've lost a lot of weight." ”

Xu Lao said: "My daughter has really lost weight, you also saw it just now, right?" ”

"I'm getting fast too, I'm losing weight right away."

Xu Lao looked at his face carefully, "How do I think, you seem to be fat, your face used to be round, but now it looks like a pear." ”

"If you don't play chess and lose, you start personal attacks."

"It's true......"

"It's eaten, it's eaten." With that, Jiang You walked out of the study and walked to the dining room.

There were already five or six plates on the table.

Chen Nan came out of the kitchen, holding a plate of steamed fish in her hand, and after putting the fish on the table, she sat down next to Yun Yun, and she said to Jiang You: "You have a good taste today, this steamed white silk fish is Aunt Zhang's exclusive secret recipe." ”

"Really?"

Zhang Qiu closed the kitchen door, she smiled and said: "What is the secret recipe, that is, when steaming this fish, when it is steamed until it is seven or eight medium-cooked, you have to take out the plate, pour out the water inside, and then pour the seasoning on it, and then steam it on high heat for five or six minutes." Once out of the pan, add the green onions. The meat of the white silk fish is tender, and after steaming for a long time, the meat will be scattered. ”

After Xu Lao and Zhang Qiu both sat down, Jiang You turned his head to look at Chen Nan and said, "Have you learned?" ”

"Got it."

Jiang You sandwiched a chopstick fish, which was really tender and fragrant.

He spat out the fish bones, "This fish needs fewer bones." ”

"If there are fewer spines, the meat will not be so tender." Chen Nan said.

"Then you have to eat puffer fish," Xu Lao took over, "I want a special chef to get it, I can't cook it at home, puffer fish is generally eaten on the Qingming Festival, and after the Qingming Festival, the burrs will be hard." ”

"There is a lot of food in Langzhou," Chen Nan put the dismantled fish meat into the bowl of Yunyun and minced ginger, "I am a little afraid to eat it." ”

"I don't dare." Xu Jiaqi echoed.

Eating and chatting, the topic gradually brought to the cultural street forum. Xu Lao said: "Cultural Street, there are many celebrities in history who have settled in Cultural Street, and the great poet Wang Wenqing lived on Cultural Street in his later years, not far from Xiao Jiang's shop......"

After listening to Mr. Xu talk about the history of the Cultural Street for more than ten minutes, Jiang You said: "Mr. Xu, why don't you talk about the history of the Cultural Street in the first issue, some of the things you just said are the first time I have heard them." ”

"It's okay," Xu Lao didn't refuse, he said: "I have a friend who specializes in old buildings in Tangjiang City, and I'll call him over when the time comes." I think that when this forum is held for about 10 issues, if the effect is good, we can compile the manuscripts of each issue into a book and publish it, so that there will be a result, right? ”

Jiang You nodded, "Yes, yes, the words of the publishing house ......"

"Looking for Lijun, he is familiar with this piece." Xu Lao pulled someone in again.

"Dad, you're playing the sunset." Xu Jiaqi's voice interjected.

"It's good, the flow of people in the Cultural Street this year is up, but there is nothing special, it is sold here, there are other places, and it can be bought on Taobao. Now the best selling is milk tea," Jiang You began to praise Xu Lao, "These cultural projects have been organized, and the cultural street-themed postcards in my store will sell well." ”

After eating, Jiang You and Xu Lao played chess in the study. Chen Nan and Zhang Qiu's mother and daughter chatted in the living room. Yun Yun played with Jiang Min. When it was almost nine o'clock, Yun Yun was sleepy, and they left from Xu's hometown.

They walked slowly down the street, their shadows stretched by the streetlights.

"I see that Xu Lao can't wait to leave you for the night." Chen Nan quipped.

"He didn't win against me today," Jiang You rubbed his chin, and he asked Chen Nan, "You see I'm thinner than before, right?" ”

Chen Nan turned his head and glanced at him, "It's thin." ”

"Let's just say, I'll just rest for a few days, it's impossible to rebound......"

When he walked to the gate of the community, Chen Nan stopped, "You go back, it's not too early." ”

"I'll take you downstairs, not a few steps."

After being sent downstairs, it was sent upstairs again.

……

Jin Cheng dreamed again.

He opened his eyes and looked at the dim ceiling, and it took him a while to remember that he was in the house Chang Lizhang rented. He lifted the covers, got out of bed, and pushed open the bedroom door.

Chang Lizhang was sitting in the living room in his pajamas, holding a book in his hand, and after hearing the voice, he raised his head, "Up?" So early? ”

Jin Cheng looked out the window, the sky was not yet fully bright, and it was gray.

"Didn't you sleep last night?" Jin Cheng asked.

"I can't sleep, just get up and read a book for a while," Chang Lizhang put the book on the table, and he walked up to Jin Cheng, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"I'm dreaming again," Jin Cheng said as he looked at Chang Lizhang, "This time, there was nothing in the dream." ”

"Is it darkness?" Chang Lizhang asked.

"No, not even darkness, I don't know how to describe it, it's just empty," Kaneshiro struggled to describe his dream, "no sound, no color, no object, no fear, and then I felt that I didn't exist anymore, that's what it felt." ”

Chang Lizhang thought for a moment, and he said, "I'll go and make two bowls of wontons, and you can sleep for a while after eating?" ”

"Okay."

Chang Lizhang took out a box of quick-frozen wontons from the refrigerator.

After the water boiled, he put the wontons in it, then washed two large bowls and spilled the spices from the spice bag into them.

Jin Cheng walked into the kitchen.

"Uncle Chang."

"Huh?" Chang Lizhang looked sideways at Jin Cheng.

"I think the woman I saw at the institute last week ......"

"Guan Qingtong?"

"That's right," Jin Cheng took a few steps forward to the stove, and he looked at the wontons tumbling in the pot, "I think she might know something." ”

"Possibly."

"Who is she? I think the people in the institute respect her. ”

"She used to follow Zhuang Zekun and was proficient in divination, I had no contact with her before, and I only knew this."

"Do you want to talk to her about my dream this time?" Jin Cheng asked.

"Don't do it yet, by the way, I'm going back to Chucheng on Monday," Chang Lizhang turned off the fire and scooped up the wontons with a colander, "When I'm not in Tangjiang, if you have something to do, go find Jiang You." ”

"Jiang You?"

"Well, when it's noon, I'll send a message to ask if he's in the store on Sunday, and if he's there, let's pay a visit," he tilted the pot and poured the soup into the bowl, "The current institute, I think, is not quite what I thought." ”