Mr. Minguo's kitchen

"Eldest young master, when the master calls you back, go find him in the study."

Chang Yanxi flicked his coat and vest to the maidservant who was walking towards him, turned around and fell directly on the sofa with his feet on the table, shaking his legs and said impatiently: "Father, isn't he just dating his first love? Is it hot, do you still have time to find me?"

The person who sent the message could only lower his head, not daring to say anything.The feud between the master's father and son began when the governor went south two years ago, but he picked up an aunt from outside to come in. Even the wife was so angry that people around her urged her to go to Xiangcheng to relax. Afterwards, the eldest young master liked to fight against the old governor, and suddenly he changed from the handsome Chang who was praised by everyone in the past to the most playful young master in the capital now.But these, as servants, saw it in their eyes, but they didn't dare to say anything more.

Although Chang Yanxi was impatient, he still had to go to the study to wait for orders, unless he no longer wanted to use the bank card in his hand and wanted to be self-reliant.

After clicking three times, a majestic and deep male voice came from the study, "Come in."

"Father, are you looking for me?"

Chang Siyu glanced at him and frowned, "What is your standing posture? Stand up for me! Where did you go just now? There was no one in the early morning. I don't do business all day, so I want you to accompany your cousin When you go to buy something, you always push back and forth, and stay with some dubious people all the time, are you trying to piss me off to death!"

Chang Yanxi scratched his ears, he had heard these words no less than [-] times, and he was almost cocooned.But when I heard the latter sentence, I became angry, "Father, I am a free person, and Fuxuan is not a nonsensical person. She is the only soul mate I am pursuing and will spend my whole life with!"

Chang Siyu sneered, "Go tell your mother about that."

Chang Yanxi had a headache when he thought of the ladies from the family that his mother would introduce to him, but he was filial to his mother, so he could only hide if he couldn't provoke her.

Chang Siyu waved his hand and sighed: "I'm too lazy to care about your theories about freedom in love. I'm here for a serious business. You know that Mr. Lin from Fengtian, right?"

Chang Yanxi is not completely idle. He still reads newspapers and pays attention to current affairs on weekdays. Hearing this, he nods, "I know, it is said that he has cultivated a new variety of grain. He is an upstart, but he is from the Feng family."

"He came to the capital recently. This Mr. Lin has some connections with your Fifth Aunt. Three days later, I held a banquet at Zhongxin Restaurant and invited him. Then you will go to the banquet with me."

Chang Yanxi never liked his father's politicians' tricks and entertainment, so he said unhappily, "It's none of my business. I made an appointment with someone that day, and there is a poetry club activity."

"What kind of shit poetry society, it's just a group of students who are full and have nothing to do, talking about state affairs, and they are scolding your father and me, but you still participate, hurry up and quit!"

Chang Yanxi was dissatisfied, "This is my freedom to form a party and run a society. Father, you have no right to interfere. Besides, it is the Republic of China now, and your father's theory of warlords has long been inapplicable. The people in the poetry society have nothing to do. What they did wrong! They are burning themselves for the ideals in their hearts!"

Chang Siyu's heart and lungs ached from the anger of this infinitely long-adolescent rebellious son. After a long silence in the study, he sighed: "I know you are angry with me because of your mother's rebuttals, but this time it's about us. The important affairs of the Chang family are not child's play, don't mess around anymore. You are already so big, you will inherit this family in the future, and you have to share some things for your father. "

These words pierced his heart, and Chang Yanxi raised his head, seeing the rare weakness of his father, who existed like a mountain towering above the sky, and the white hair on his sideburns in the shadows, his heart was blocked, and he stood up straight unconsciously. After all, he still The young marshal of the Chang family, Chang Yanxi called out in a low voice as if he was half-compromising and half-difficult, "Father, I..."

Seeing that he finally listened, Chang Siyu waved his hand to let him say nothing, and continued: "Listen to me: because of Ye Zhizhi's support, Song Yuanju's prestige in the Congress is getting stronger now, and even the president can only avoid it. Its sharpness. This time it is the president's signal. If it succeeds, not only will the president be stable, but our Chang family will also be able to improve from now on. Lin Weirui is from the Feng family. If Ye Zhizhi can be cut off A powerful arm, used by us, will greatly increase our prestige and benefits. Food is the best tool to buy people's hearts!"

Chang Yanxi hesitated, "But that Mr. Lin heard that Marshal Ye personally supported him. The two of them have a close relationship. How can we separate them?"

Marshal Ye is obviously a better backer. He didn't understand why his father was so confident, so he heard his father say: "He is your fifth aunt's eldest son."

Chang Yanxi: ...It really is a very shallow relationship.

He will be shocked by his father's eardrums, and he will listen to his father's instructions: "You two are similar in age, and you have nothing to do these few days, so you invite people to stroll around this Beijing city, and you must talk to him." Make a good relationship."

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Mrs. Yu is a caring person, and the courtyard arranged for the guests is naturally in line with the guests' aesthetics.A quaint moon door comes in. In the large yard, there are three houses in a row, and another big house on the left. In the yard, there is an old locust tree that can only be embraced by two people. Its branches and leaves cover the middle. The half eaves of the big house make the house very shaded and cool.

It’s the flower season, a string of pagoda trees like wind chimes lowers the branches, and piles up snow on the branches. When the wind blows, it falls one after another on the stone road. The figure spilled a whole bottle of perfume.It is an elegant scene.

Lin Zhenpeng chewed on the jelly shreds of pigskin, and squatted on the ground to pick up Sophora japonica flowers in a small bamboo basket.

The pigskin is first boiled with a strong fire until it is soft and boiled, and then boiled with a slow fire to form a viscous juice. After it is condensed, it is cut into long and thin transparent strands like noodles and sprinkled with seasonings. It is crisp and refreshing. This snack also has It has an elegant name—Crystal Lengtao Chowder, and it's fun to eat. Lin Zhenpeng can eat a big bowl when he has nothing to do.

The little fat boy's cheeks were bulging, and when he chewed hard a little, a small dimple exactly like his big brother's would appear on the corner of his mouth on the right side of his face.

Lin Zhenpeng was rewarded with such a big bowl by the eldest brother, and got a task of picking Sophora japonica flowers.Sophora japonica is delicious and fragrant, so there are naturally many dishes to cook, and there are no heavy dishes for three meals a day and seven days.

In the small kitchen, Yuan Xiaolan is a raw student and acquainted the second time, and she is already very skillful at begging for food.He picked up a small square cake with a white top and a blue bottom, blew on it and eagerly put it in his mouth.Chewing the snow-white white teeth carefully, I feel that the pastry in my mouth is soft, glutinous and smooth, and the spring is tight. Although it is a hot food, there is a hint of coolness from the intoxicating sweetness.Moreover, there is a very faint and soothing smell of traditional Chinese medicine. After swallowing it, I feel that the hot air that has been stuck in my throat for many days has dissipated, and my nose has become somewhat clear.

He took one bite at a time, and after two entrances, Lin Weirui who turned around saw her and told her, "Yulushuang tastes better when it's cold."

Yuan Xiaolan pursed her lips in embarrassment and smiled, "It's so delicious that my tongue will swallow it. I put mint in the pastry, it's refreshing and springy. But it doesn't taste like glutinous rice."

Xiaobao smiled and said: "Mr. Yuan has a strong tongue, the blue layer underneath is dyed with mint juice, and it is indeed not pasta, because it is made of soybean flour, with trichosanthin, kudzu root and platycodon A few flavors of Chinese medicine. This is a medicinal meal, which is specially made by the young master for Mr. Yuan."

The movements of Yuan Xiaolan's hands stopped, and his heart suddenly felt warm. His throat has been blocked for the past few days, and he has faint symptoms of heat stroke.Unexpectedly, his friend not only saw it, but also made a medicinal meal for him.

The eldest young master was thin-skinned, and was exposed by Xiaobao. He glared at him and said duplicity: "Don't think too much, I just want to eat."

Yuan Xiaolan and Xiaobao looked at each other and smiled heartily.

That's why Young Master Lin has such a bad temper and high demands, yet everyone around him is willing to take care of it.He has a bad temper because he is direct and frank; he is extremely demanding because he is extremely skilled, but anyone who knows him cannot help but be impressed by his craftsmanship and character.Of course, this favor can only be enjoyed by those who have been approved by him.Young master Lin despises people he likes, so he doesn't even look at them, lest they hurt his eyes.

Everyone opened the bamboo curtains, and when they left the small kitchen, they heard a childish voice muttering under the tree. Listen carefully, "Sophora japonica dumplings, Sophora japonica buns, Sophora japonica scrambled eggs, Stir-fried Sophora japonica, Cold Sophora japonica, Steamed Sophora japonica Flower barley rice, Sophora japonica filled cakes... suck..." Oh, I'm counting the recipes, drooling while picking flowers.

Lin Weirui watched quietly for a while, and said to Ah Fu who was following behind: "When the sun rises, tell the young master not to pick it up, and then bring him the cool Yulushuang to cool off."

Ah Fu smiled and said yes.He always felt that the young master seemed to have treated the young master more and more since he arrived in Beiping.It's not that it was bad before, but it's not as obvious as the good ones.It seems that the behavior of being more and more domineering is a kind of intimacy to the young master.

In any case, the two young masters have a good relationship, and they are servants, so they can only be happy.

In the quiet afternoon, a female guest came to visit in the courtyard surrounded by the sound of cicadas.

The woman wore a moon-white silk skirt with mid-sleeves, embroidered with the pattern of walking in the snow and looking for plum blossoms, and she was holding a pair of wishful hair. She was in her thirties and looked like a young woman in her twenties. Behind the gauze hat, there is a snow-white face, with the same peach blossom eyes and beautiful eyebrows, standing together, it is easy for people to see the relationship with the temporary owner of this yard.

Seeing this posture, Yuan Xiaolan thoughtfully pretended to have something to do and got up to leave.

Mrs. Lin, oh no, Ms. Liang frowned slightly, and looked at the eldest son who hadn't seen him for a long time, and said, "This is your upbringing? Don't you bark when you see anyone?"

Lin Weirui raised his eyebrows slightly, "In what capacity is Ms. Liang saying this?" He called Ah Fu to pour tea, and then said with a bit of sarcasm: "If it is as the aunt of the Chang family, then at this moment, Ms. Liang is You shouldn't come here, lest something bad be spread, and you'll get a bad reputation." Ah Fu secretly laughed, I'm afraid the young master himself didn't realize that his snarky tone and demeanor at the moment are very similar to that of Fengtian. Lord.

He sneered, "If it was Mrs. Lin's identity before, then my tutor, Ms. Liang, knows it best, so why bother to slap her own mouth."

Liang Yingdie, who was uneasy and came to meet people privately in advance, was at a loss for words, "You rebellious son... I am your mother!"

Lin Wei crooked her unbelievable look of pity, as if she, a son, hurt her mother by talking like this, mother?Does she deserve it?

"Ms. Liang and I won't talk about the old days. Ms. Liang will get straight to the point and tell me why you came here?"

The brocade handkerchief in Liang Yingdie's hand was tightly squeezed, and her chest heaved several times before she said coldly: "You will end up guilty of committing a crime if you hold the grain seed technology in your hand. For my sake, the governor is willing to To protect you, don't push yourself to the limit when you go to the banquet tomorrow, just agree to what the governor says, you and I have such a relationship, and it is already the best of benevolence for him to support you like this."

Lin Weirui was almost laughed at by her, and he really laughed, his eyes narrowed. Liang Yingdie was baffled by his laughter, and angrily said: "What are you laughing at? This is not the land of well frogs in Xiangcheng, The world is so chaotic now, it is the right way to do things for the governor and have the guardian of the governor. Your Raoshizi restaurant has also been closed early, what can a talented man who has studied abroad do not do well and stay in the kitchen all day, shame on him!"

Lin Weirui's eyes turned cold after laughing, his eyes were like knives, and he was not polite at all: "Ms. Liang, read less scripts and read more newspapers. Who is begging who now, and Ms. Liang didn't count? Or Chang Siyu? Is this the attitude? Then I think there is no need for the meeting tomorrow." One of the important reasons why Lin Weirui agreed to go to the appointment was to let Lin Zhenpeng meet his biological mother. Although he didn't get much maternal love since childhood, at least he grew up. After growing up, I have no regrets.Now people come running by themselves, just right.

Lin Weirui glanced at the trembling sleeve outside the door, pursed her lips and said nothing.

Naturally, Liang Yingdie didn't pay much attention to current affairs. The reason why she said this was because she heard Chang Siyu coaxing her to invite her to invite her eldest son. Chang Siyu naturally wouldn't belittle herself in front of her, so she let her I mistakenly thought that my face was bigger than the sky, and my heart was sweet for a while, and I had a good meal with Chang Ciyu.

However, Liang Yingdie also knew that she probably made a mistake, but this woman may be born with the gentleness to turn the steering wheel when the wind blows, and her tone softened a little, and she began to play the emotional card, "Let's not talk about technology for now, Mother heard about the nasty things that your second uncle did to you. That guy is just blind to money. My son has suffered these days. I know you blame me, but you don’t know why it happened back then... ..."

Lin Weirui has no position on this. After all, he is not the original owner. After all, the original owner has already grown up. What this woman owes is the skinny child who even the servants around her dared to bully wantonly when they first met.

"Zhen Peng, come here."

There was a creaking sound behind the door, as if someone was startled.The chubby child wiped off the golden doudou on his face with his fleshy little hands, and then happily responded, crossed the threshold, and slowly moved to the elder brother's side.

"Brother." He looked at the beautiful lady sitting across from him, then bowed very politely, and said softly, "Good afternoon, lady."

Lin Weirui frowned slightly when he heard him address the woman, and then patted his head.Soft hair, but has the strongest heart.

Liang Yingdie vaguely guessed something, "This is..."

"This is the authentic young master of the Lin family, Lin Zhenpeng, Ye Zhenzhen's Zhen, and Pengpeng Qimai's Peng. Do you remember that Ms. Liang was born in October?"

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Ah Fu sent the guests out through the side door. Seeing that the young lady who looked somewhat similar to the young master got into the car with a distraught face, the car drove away slowly. He kicked the stones beside his feet, "This person, you can't Just think about yourself, don't take yourself too seriously, or you will easily commit crimes..."