v3 Chapter 768： Gift (1)

is still in the kitchen in Fenyuan.

If it hadn’t been for the kitchen at this time without so many modern kitchen utensils, and without the distinctively huge oven, Jiang Feng would almost feel that he had never remembered. He appeared in the same place before and after entering the memory, giving him a feeling of time and space crossing.

This is Fen Garden ten years ago. Zhang Guanghang was still a child. Compared with the memories Jiang Feng saw last time, Zhang Guanghang should be a little older at this time, and he should be almost ready to go to junior high school at his age.

As a long leg that can grow to 1.88 meters of mixed blood in the future, Zhang Guanghang is already very tall at this time. If it weren't for that face is still young and immature, he can be seen as a child, just look at the back and say He is a high school student or even a college student, maybe some people believe it.

Of course, no one believes this dress.

Under Xia Mucheng’s unique aesthetic, Zhang Guanghang wore a standard set of colorful ones that your grandparents love to wear for you, which is not like children's clothes or the weird clothes of old men and old ladies, carefully cutting vegetables.

The back kitchen is very big, there are only two people.

Zhang Guanghang was cutting vegetables, Xia Musheng was by the stove, Jiang Feng leaned over and glanced at a fish in the pot. It seemed that he was cooking a common dish like braised fish.

Outside the kitchen is the dining room where guests can eat. Jiang Feng can hear the voices of the guests talking loudly when standing in the kitchen. It sounds very lively.

Jiang Feng walked through the wall to the dining room, and found that there were really a lot of guests today. The four tables were all full, and there were a dozen people in total. It should be noon when looking at the sun. It is estimated that the summer sun is shining. The old air conditioner in the dining room has an excellent cooling effect, but the noise is a bit loud and rumbling, just like the engine. The guests at the table close to the air conditioner must have to talk Talking openly can ensure that the other party can hear.

"Lao Zhao, I didn’t say you. You all came to Master Xia’s Fenyuan for dinner. You ordered braised fish. It was a waste of the quota. This person can only order one dish, I don’t think it’s enough, and it happens that your braised braised fish occupies a place. Quota." The middle-aged man sitting closest to the air conditioner yelled.

"What's wrong with me eating braised fish? You may have drooling when you saw braised fish more than ten years ago. I'm just fine with this bite. Then I say you are vulgar. You are not afraid to get tired of eating these abalone, shark fin and sea cucumber every day." Zhao seemed very dissatisfied.

"It's alright, why are you fighting for this? You don't know if this guy is a cat. You feel uncomfortable if you don't eat fish. Besides, Master Xia has done a good job of cooking, as well as ordinary home cooking. Some food is good." Another person at the table came out to make a round.

The middle-aged man closest to the air conditioner just complained. He didn't mean anything else. He took a sip from the wine glass, squinted his eyes, and exclaimed, "Hey, if I say Master Xia should hire a few more people. There are eight tables in total every day, and it’s not easy to grab them. Everyone can only order one dish. It’s not enough to eat."

"That's why you don't understand, right." The person who had just finished the round gave him a faint smile, "Do you think Master Xia cooks the best dishes, because he makes it all by himself from start to finish. It won’t taste like this if you hire someone else to make the dishes."

"You know a lot, come and drink."

The three people at the same table clink glasses to each other, so happy.

All three of them have big voices. Although the dining room is large and the four tables are far apart, their conversation was still heard by the person who was caught next door.

Now that I heard it, there must be a series of discussions.

At the table next door, a young man wearing a colorful shirt with a chain made of unknown material hung around his neck. If the hair is not black, the young man who must be mistaken for a member of the love-burial family by Jiang Feng curiously asked: "Second Uncle, when I went to the bathroom just now, I passed the kitchen and glanced in, and I saw a man with blond hair. Who is that?"

"I just heard them say that Master Xia didn't ask for help?"

I knew it was a newcomer when I heard it, and I didn't even know who Zhang Guanghang was.

The second uncle in the flower shirt subconsciously glanced at the kitchen door: "He is Master Xia's apprentice, I remember he seems to be an American."

"What American, they are French." Another person at the same table.

"French? Master Xia is so powerful, the French ran over to be his apprentice." Hua Shirt was surprised.

"That's not true. I told you that this Frenchman is very particular. I remember that he worshipped Master Xia as his teacher a few years ago. In the past few years, Master Xia didn't run around the city for a period of time. Fresh milk? I have changed several stores just for this kid." That humanity said, "But if I say that drinking fresh milk might be really useful, if I remember correctly, this kid is 13 and 14 years old this year. Now, look at that height like a thirteen or fourteen-year-old kid. My son is sixteen and he is not as tall."

"Master Xia ran all over the city to find milk for him a few years ago?" The second uncle in Hua shirt was also surprised. "I thought Master Xia was going to make some snacks or dishes. I thought that the quality of milk was not good enough to run all over the city to find fresh. What about milk."

"Tell me, Master Xia takes this Frenchman as a grandson."

Others at the same table nodded in agreement.

At this moment, what is Zhang Guanghang, who was raised by Xia Mu as his grandson, doing?

He is being scolded by Xia Mu.

When Jiang Feng entered, Xia Muchen was almost scolded, so he didn't know why Zhang Guanghang was scolded, but he could probably guess that it was the wrong cut, because Xia Muchen was back at the end of the stove. One sentence is: "I can't understand the words."

Four tables of guests, more than a dozen dishes, not big at all. I don’t know if it’s because everyone’s style of eating out at this time is like this, or Xia Mucheng’s style of selling vegetables is like this. Jiang Feng discovered that in addition to the braised fish, the other dozen dishes are basically sea cucumbers and bird’s nests. , Abalone, shark fin and other rare dishes, even vegetables are fried with sea cucumber.

After cooking the dishes for the guests, Xia Mucheng began to cook his own dishes. Compared with the luxurious dishes made before, Xia Mucheng and Zhang Guanghang’s own lunch is much simpler.

A portion of fried greens, a portion of egg custard, a portion of twice-cooked pork, and a portion of winter melon pork rib soup, eat in the kitchen anyway, the kitchen is big enough.

What makes Jiang Feng feel strange is that the two masters and apprentices did not say a word during the whole meal. It would be normal for Xia Mu to not speak. Zhang Guanghang was only a child about 13 years old at this time, and he was not at all affected by Xia Mu. Chen scolded the tendency of autism at that meal just now. On the contrary, he seemed very excited during the whole meal, with a sense of eagerness.

just don't talk.

The two of them were silent like this, until Zhang Guanghang gushed a full bowl down, and couldn't hold back a hiccup, before Xia Musheng opened his mouth.

"What do you eat so fast? No one is robbing you." Xia Mu said disgusted.

Zhang Guanghang showed a smirk that was very inconsistent with his handsome face but matched the clothes, and opened his mouth to a standard Beijing movie: "Because Master's dishes are delicious."

Xia Musheng didn’t react too much, and instead began to care about Zhang Guanghang’s study: "Have you done your homework? If you haven’t done it, go take a nap and finish your homework after nap. You’re about to go back to study and you can’t fall back , Don’t let your parents blame me for not supervising your studies."

"You want me to say that I don't want to supervise it, but I can't supervise it. I don't know any of the words in your book, they are written like a symbol."

Zhang Guanghang picked up the chopsticks and took a bite of the cooked pork: "Master, have you thought about how to celebrate your birthday tomorrow?"

Xia Mucheng waved his hand: "What is there to celebrate, and it is not a serious birthday. We adults are different from your children. We are just a birthday. When have you seen me celebrate a birthday?"

Zhang Guanghang's big eyes were filled with greater doubts, and he was a little puzzled: "But, isn't the next door Grandpa Niu celebrating his birthday?"

"He was his 60th birthday, can it be the same if my 60th birthday is too early? Besides, my birthday is not a serious birthday." Xia Mucheng didn't care, got up and put the bowl away, "Go to bed and sleep. Finished doing homework."

"Oh." Zhang Guanghang got up.

"However, my grandfather also had his birthday a few years ago, and he did not have his 60th birthday." Zhang Guanghang still didn't quite understand.

"He is the most..." Xia Muchen almost uttered the words and temporarily stopped, "The birthday your grandfather celebrated is also different from mine."

After Xia Mucheng finished speaking, he felt that this reason was too ridiculous. After thinking about it, he made up a new reason to fool Zhang Guanghang: "I am different from your grandpa. Your grandpa has a serious birthday, I don't."

"Why?"

Xia Mucheng paused: "I don't remember my birthday."

Chapter Guanghang:?

Seeing that Zhang Guanghang was about to break the casserole and asked to the endXia Mucheng simply said what he should say: "Human traffickers, do you know?"

Zhang Guanghang shook his head.

Xia Musheng:...

"I don’t know it’s not important. Anyway, it’s a kind of profession, selling people, but it’s illegal now. When I was a kid, it was legal." Xia Mucheng didn’t worry at all that he would let Zhang Guanghang’s three views by saying this to his children. Turned crooked, "When I was a child, my poor parents couldn't support me, so they gave me to the trafficker, and then I came to Peiping and was bought by my godfather."

"So I don't have a birthday. I don't even remember when it was my birthday."

"But last month, Master, didn't you say that it was your birthday?"

"That was the day when my godfather bought me. It's not a serious birthday, so it's not necessary. Go to bed and finish your homework after sleep." Xia Mu said three lines to do his homework.

"Oh." Zhang Guanghang still didn't understand too much. The main reason is that there is no human trafficker-related content in his current education, so he didn't understand what Xia Mucheng's serious birthday and not a serious birthday mean.

Zhang Guanghang, who didn't understand the meaning of Xia Mucheng's words, thought about it, and left the kitchen and walked towards his room.

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