59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang

The food was very delicious.

Five catties of mutton, a large yellow croaker, plus a fat pheasant that Chen Feng took out from the space, thirty catties of specially crushed rice, and a bag of wheat flour.

Taking advantage of the dark, we came to Guan Yushan's house.

Lao Guan was eating fish.

The old man was very careful and cooked a bowl of porridge, added some peanuts, and a plate of braised carp.

Every time he ate fish, there was only a little meat on the chopsticks.

Chen Feng felt that the old guy could eat this carp for a week.

"Uncle, I have everything you want."

Chen Feng carried the things in and put them on the dining table. The mutton, yellow croaker, and wild hen did not take up space on the table, but thirty meters of crushed rice and a bag of flour looked very stylish.

At least Guan Yushan, who was always calm, could not help but stare blankly for a few seconds.

"No mutton chops and dog?"

Chen Feng rolled his eyes and said, "There is no way to get mutton chops and dog meat. I can't kill my Lai Fu."

In his opinion, these things were more than enough.

Guan Yushan said slowly, "Wait until I finish eating."

Chen Feng was not in a hurry either. He took out a bag of peanuts and yellow croaker meat and sat aside to eat by himself.

After waiting for ten minutes, Guan Yushan finished a bowl of porridge. There was still 70% of the braised carp left, but he had eaten all the peanuts.

"Whether the deal is successful or not, I'll take 20% commission, is that reasonable?"

What the hell is reasonable!

"20%, that's too much!"

Chen Feng opened his hand and said, "Five cents at most!"

Yuan Shan snorted, "During the Republic of China, the middleman who introduced a big deal had to take at least 30%. The families I introduced to you have a lot of money, enough for you to accumulate several Chen families."

"Really?"

Chen Feng said in surprise.

Yuan Shan sneered and said, "Other families used to work for the emperor. When the emperor was driven out of the palace by Feng Yuxiang, the barbarian, you know how many good things they secretly moved away."

"Are you telling me this?"

Chen Feng felt a little funny.

This old man is very unhappy with the traitor Puyi, and he is also very unhappy with the patriotic warlord Feng Yuxiang!

"Okay, is this enough?"

Guan Shan glanced at it and said, "First, take a few spoonfuls of rice, two pounds of mutton, and a bottle of peanut oil."

"More oil?"

"Nonsense, how can you do it without oil?"

"What do you mean?" Chen Feng said in astonishment.

"It means that you still have to cook the mutton. That guy likes to eat scallion mutton the most."

Scallion mutton, a classic in Shandong cuisine, is a medicinal diet with mutton and eggs as the main ingredients. It has the effects of nourishing yang, strengthening the waist and kidneys, and nourishing the body.

Chen Feng had to cook six bowls of rice at Guan's house first, and then make scallion mutton.

While he was cooking, Guan Shan took out half a bowl of rice for himself and ate it again with braised carp.

"You old man, let me tell you, this bowl of rice is interest."

"Little bastard, you want to call me uncle, didn't your grandfather teach you manners?"

Guan Shan said lightly.

"I called you uncle, and you took advantage of me again." Chen Feng rolled his eyes.

After getting to know each other, Chen Feng also found that as long as he didn't touch Guan Yushan's moral bottom line, he wouldn't get angry.

The old man was actually very open-minded, but he just had some obsessions.

Break the four pheasant eggs taken out of the space, only the egg whites, not the egg yolks, and mix them with starch (sweet potato starch) and diced mutton.

When the mutton was out of the pot, Guan Yushan took the opportunity to eat a few more bites and felt his appetite was greatly boosted.

"Wait, I'll eat another half bowl of rice."

Chen Feng rolled his eyes and looked at the mutton he cooked, and his appetite came.

"I didn't eat dinner either."

He made a bowl of white rice, took out a bag of braised wild boar ears, and ate them together with the three dishes of stir-fried mutton with green onions and braised carp.

As for the business, he would talk about it after he was full.

Guan Yushan looked at the braised pig ears that Chen Feng took out and felt that he was wrong and should have accepted an apprentice.

"Why didn't you take it out earlier?"

"Nonsense, this is my midnight snack."

"You're still eating midnight snacks?"

"Why do you think I'm so tall?"

About Shan was furious. In order to get revenge on Chen Feng, he ate another half bowl of rice. After eating, he looked at Chen Feng feasting on the braised meat and mutton, and felt a little depressed.

He wanted to have another bowl of rice to eat all the braised meat that Chen Feng took out, but his stomach couldn't eat any more.

"If I had known, I wouldn't have had the porridge. It's a big loss."

Chen Feng laughed while eating mutton.

"Uncle, how good is my cooking? How is it better than Uncle He?"

About Shan nodded

"Although you are rude and mean, your cooking skills are really good, with 70% of the skills of the Qing Dynasty."

Chen Feng retorted: "How can it be 70%? If the coal stove fire is not difficult to control, 100% is no problem."

Luan Shan did not force him on this point.

He is a man of facts, and the coal stove fire is indeed difficult to adjust.

If it is a stove fire, maybe this plate of stir-fried mutton with green onions can have the skills of the Qing Dynasty for 30 years.

Seeing that the large plate of stir-fried mutton with green onions is missing a little, he quickly put the plate into the iron pot to heat it up and did not give it to Chen Feng.

Chen Feng was full and was about to pour the remaining braised pig ears into the plate of braised carp.

"Little bastard, carp is carp, pig ears are pig ears, how can they be mixed together."

Luan Shan hurriedly wrapped the remaining pig ears wrapped in oil paper.

"You are a cooking student, don't you understand this?"

Chen Feng said unhappily: "Old man, if you scold me again, give me back the pig ears."

"Give me back my ass!"

Yuan Shan hid the braised carp and pig ears, which only had the head and tail left, back into the food cabinet, and took out an exquisite and elegant food box, and put the heated stir-fried mutton with green onions and two bowls of white rice in it.

Chen Feng felt a little guilty and said: "Uncle, why don't you fry another plate?"

"Hehe."

Yuan Shan smiled cunningly and said: "Those old bastards are lucky to be able to eat it!"

Well, it seems that those people are also the old man's enemies.

Although they are all down and out now, the past grievances and hatreds are still going on.

"Uncle, this box is good, why use it to store it?"

Although Chen Feng knew that the old man was deliberately pretending to be presentable, he still felt that it was a bit too much to use an antique as a lunch box.

"If you can tell me something, I'll give it to you." Guan Yushan handed him the lunch box.

Chen Feng carefully looked at the veins with the help of the light, smelled the wood fragrance, and tapped it a few times to listen to the sound of the wood.

"Top-grade red sandalwood, a little old, at least more than a hundred years old."

"The pattern is gold thread, but it should not be produced by a master craftsman in the palace, the grain is not delicate enough."

"As for which family it is from, I can't guess."

Guan Yushan hummed: "My family!"

He was a little proud, but also a little disappointed.

He has a son, but he doesn't have a son.

"I'll give it to you later."

"Take ten kilograms of rice."

Chen Feng divided the rice and put it in a dry wooden barrel at Lao Guan's house.

"Come with me."

"Uncle, ride a bicycle."

"Not far."

It was indeed not far. After walking only a hundred meters, they came to a street door.

"Knock on the door."

Chen Feng stepped forward and knocked twice.

"Who is it?"

Someone behind the door asked cautiously.

"Your uncle."

"Your uncle!"

The person inside cursed angrily, but still opened the door.

Seeing Chen Feng holding a lunch box in his left hand and a rice bucket in his right hand, the old man was delighted at first, and then he muttered, "Here to take advantage of the fire again."

"Old Wu, who is it?" an old man in the room asked.

"The robbers are here again!" the old man said angrily.