Life game

Chapter 772 Gift ([-])

Still in Fenyuan's kitchen.

If it weren't for the fact that the kitchen at this time didn't have so many modern kitchen utensils, and there wasn't that distinctive huge oven, Jiang Feng would almost feel that he hadn't entered his memory at all.Appearing in the same place before entering the memory and after entering the memory, it gave him a feeling of interlaced time and space.

This was Fenyuan more than ten years ago, and 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 about the age to go to junior high school.

As a long-legged Chinese-French hybrid who can grow to 1.8 meters in the future, Zhang Guanghang is already very tall at this time. If it weren't for that face that is still green and immature, you can tell that he is still a child. Just look at his back and say he is Even high school students or even college students may believe it.

Of course, looking at this dress, no one will believe it.

Under Xia Mubing's unique aesthetics, Zhang Guanghang was wearing a standard colorful outfit that your grandparents loved to wear for you. It didn't look like children's clothes or old aunts' clothes, and he cut vegetables seriously.

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

Zhang Guanghang was chopping vegetables, Xia Mubing was by the stove, and Jiang Feng leaned over to see a fish in the pot. It seemed that he was cooking a common dish like braised fish.

Outside the kitchen is the dining room for guests to eat. Standing in the kitchen, Jiang Feng could hear the loud conversations of the guests outside, laughing and joking, which sounded very lively.

Jiang Feng came to the dining room through the wall and found that there were quite a lot of guests today. All four tables were full, and there were more than a dozen people in total.Looking at the sun, it should be noon at this time, and the sun is probably hot in summer. The old air conditioner in the dining room has an excellent cooling effect, but the noise is a bit loud and rumbling like an engine, which makes the guests at the table near the air conditioner have to talk Talk with your voice open to make sure the other person can hear you.

"Old Zhao, I didn't mean you. Everyone came to Master Xia's Fenyuan for dinner, and you still ordered braised fish. It's a waste of quota. I don't think it's enough for this person to order only one dish, and you, the braised fish in braised sauce, took up the place." Quota." The middle-aged man sitting closest to the air conditioner yelled loudly.

"What's wrong with me eating braised fish? If you saw braised fish more than ten years ago, you probably would have drooled. I'll just take a bite of it. Then I say you guys are vulgar. You don't get tired of eating these abalone, shark's fin and sea cucumber every day." The old man Zhao looked very dissatisfied.

"Okay, okay, what's the point of arguing about this? It's not like you don't know that this guy is a cat, and it's hard not to eat fish for a meal. Besides, Master Xia's big dishes are good, and ordinary home-cooked dishes are also good. It’s good to eat some.” Another person at the table came out to smooth things over.

The middle-aged man who was closest to the air conditioner just complained and had no other meaning. He took a sip of the wine, squinted his eyes, and sighed: "Hey, if you want me to say that Master Xia should hire a few more people. , A total of eight tables are opened every day, and it is hard to grab, and each person can only order one dish, which is not enough to eat."

"That's why you don't understand." The person who smoothed things over just now glanced at him with a half-smile, "Do you think why Master Xia's dishes are the best because he made them all by himself from the beginning to the end? It won’t be like this if someone else is hired to do the cooking.”

"As long as you know a lot, come and drink."

The three people at the same table clinked glasses with each other, feeling very happy.

All three of them had loud voices. Although the dining room was large and the distance between the four tables was far enough, their conversation was still heard by the person next door.

Now that you have heard it, a series of discussions will definitely begin.

At the next table, a young man wearing a colorful shirt and a chain made of unknown material hung around his neck. If it wasn't for his hair or black hair, the young man who would definitely be mistaken by Jiang Feng as a member of the Burying Love family asked curiously: "Second Uncle, when I was going to the toilet, 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 hire a helper?"

He knew it was a newcomer as soon as he heard it, but he didn't even know who Zhang Guanghang was.

The second uncle in the floral shirt subconsciously glanced at the kitchen door: "He is Master Xia's apprentice, I think he is an American."

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

"French? Master Xia is so powerful, the French all came over to be his apprentices." Hua Shirt was startled.

"That's not true. Let me tell you that this Frenchman is very particular. I remember that he worshiped Master Xia as his teacher a few years ago. Didn't Master Xia run around the city for a while in the past few years, looking for him to deliver him every morning?" Fresh milk? I’ve changed several places just for this kid.” The man said, “But if you ask me to say that drinking fresh milk might be really useful, if I remember correctly, this kid is only 34 years old this year. Look at that height, it looks like a thirteen, 14-year-old child, my son is sixteen and not as tall as him."

"Master Xia ran all over the city looking for milk for him a few years ago?" The second uncle in the floral shirt was also shocked, "I thought Master Xia was going to make snacks or dishes, but he ran all over the city looking for fresh milk because he thought the quality of milk was not good enough. Where's the milk?"

"Let me tell you, Master Xia raised this Frenchman as his grandson."

The others at the same table nodded in agreement.

At this very moment, what was Zhang Guanghang, whom Xia Mubing raised as his grandson, doing?

He was being scolded by Xia Mubing.

When Jiang Feng entered, Xia Mubing had already scolded him almost enough, so he didn't know why Zhang Guanghang was scolded, but he could probably guess that he had chopped the wrong vegetables, because Xia Mubing returned to the stove at the end. One sentence is: "I can't understand the words."

Four tables of guests, more than a dozen dishes, the amount is not large at all.I don't know if it's because everyone's eating style is like this at this time, or Xia Mubing's style of selling vegetables is like this. Jiang Feng found that except for the braised fish, the rest of the dozen dishes were basically sea cucumbers and bird's nests. , Abalone, Shark's Fin and other expensive dishes, even the vegetables are fried with shredded sea cucumber.

After cooking the guests' dishes, Xia Mubing began to cook his own dishes. Compared with the luxurious dishes they cooked before, Xia Mubing and Zhang Guanghang's own lunch was much simpler.

One serving of stir-fried vegetables, one serving of egg custard, one serving of twice-cooked pork, and one serving of winter melon pork ribs soup, all eaten in the kitchen anyway, the kitchen is big enough.

What made Jiang Feng feel strange was that the two masters and apprentices did not say a word during the whole meal. It would be normal for Xia Mubing not to speak. The tendency to scold and autistic just now.On the contrary, he seemed very excited throughout the meal, with a feeling of being ready to move.

Just don't speak.

The two of them remained silent like this until Zhang Guanghang gulped down the bowl full and couldn't help hiccupping for a while, then Xia Mubing opened his mouth.

"What are you doing eating so fast? No one is robbing you." Xia Mubing looked disgusted.

Zhang Guanghang showed a smirk that didn't match his handsome face but matched his clothes very well, and he opened his mouth like a standard Beijing movie: "Because Master's food is delicious."

Xia Mubing didn't react too much, and started to care about Zhang Guanghang's study: "Have you done your homework? If you haven't done it, go take a nap and do your homework after you take a nap. You're going back to study soon, so don't let it go." , don't your parents turn around and blame me for not supervising your studies."

"If you want me to say that I want to supervise, I can't supervise. I don't know any of the words in your book, and they are all written like symbols."

Zhang Guanghang took another bite of twice-cooked pork with chopsticks: "Master, have you thought about how to celebrate your birthday tomorrow?"

Xia Mubing waved his hand: "What's there to celebrate? It's not a serious birthday. We adults are different from your children. We don't have birthdays. When did you see me celebrate my birthday?"

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

"It's his [-]th birthday. Can it be the same if my [-]th birthday is too early? Besides, it's not a serious birthday for me." Xia Mubing didn't care, and got up to put away the bowl, "Go to sleep, sleep Finish your homework."

"Oh." Zhang Guanghang got up.

"However, my grandfather had his birthday a few years ago, and he didn't celebrate his [-]th birthday." Zhang Guanghang still didn't quite understand.

"He's the most..." Xia Mubing almost got out of his mouth, but temporarily stopped, "Your grandfather's birthday was also different from mine."

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

"why?"

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

Zhang Guanghang:?

Seeing that Zhang Guanghang wanted to break the casserole and ask the end, Xia Mubing simply said everything he had to say: "You know about traffickers, right?"

Zhang Guanghang shook his head.

Xia Mubing: ...

"I don't know. It's not important. Anyway, it's a profession. Selling people is not legal now. It was legal when I was a child." Xia Mubing was not worried at all that Zhang Guanghang's three views would be affected by saying such things to the child. Changed, "When I was a child, my poor parents couldn't afford to support me, so they gave me to human traffickers. Later, I came to Peiping and was bought by my godfather."

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

"But last month, Master, didn't you say that tomorrow is your birthday?"

"That was the day my godfather bought me. It's not considered a serious birthday, so there's no need to celebrate it. Go to bed quickly, and do your homework after you sleep." Xia Mubing kept on doing her homework.

"Oh." Zhang Guanghang still didn't quite figure it out, mainly because his current education didn't include anything related to human traffickers, so he couldn't figure out what Xia Mubing meant by "regular birthday" and "non-professional birthday".

Zhang Guanghang, who didn't understand the meaning of Xia Mubing's words, left the kitchen and walked towards his room while pondering.

(End of this chapter)