I was a hunter in ancient times

Shen Xi pursed his lips, calmly looked at Jiang Hong who showed a shocked expression in front of him, and did not answer his question.

But at this moment, even if Shen Xi didn't speak, Jiang Hong could feel that this was the child of him and Shen Chao back then, because the child's facial outline was exactly the same as that of Shen Chao when he was young. His surname is Shen, so it's hard to be sure, no wonder he feels an inexplicable sense of familiarity when he sees him.

The original reason is here.

When the father and son met again, Jiang Hong moved his lips slightly towards Shen Xi, wanting to ask him how he was doing these years, but he couldn't say a word.

He knew how he and Shen Chao treated the child back then, it would be too hypocritical to ask these things now.

So Jiang Hong stared at Shen Xi for a while, and after seeing no answer from him, he lowered his eyes a little, and asked in other words: "How has your uncle been all these years?"

This time Shen Xi didn't escape, and answered him generously: "It's pretty good."

With these three words, there is no other answer.

"It's fine." Jiang Hong nodded, Shen Xi followed Shen Mu, Shen Mu is fine, Shen Xi is fine.

Zhou Du could feel that Shen Xi didn't want to have too much conversation with Jiang Hong. Seeing that they were in a stalemate, he took the initiative to say: "We still have something to do, please let Boss Jiang make way."

The implication is to ask Jiang Hong to stay out of the way.

Only then did Jiang Hong shift his eyes from Shen Xi to Zhou Du. He saw that Zhou Du was tall and handsome, with an extraordinary temperament, and he was a good match standing beside Shen Xi, so he felt uncomfortable. .

He doesn't know about his own son, when he got married, and what kind of background he married.

Not only did he not know, but he couldn't even ask. After all, he treated him like that at the beginning, and now it's only natural for them to come back with revenge.

However, one matter is another matter, Jiang Hong suppressed the sense of loss in his heart, looked at Zhoudu and Shenxi, and asked again: "Can we resolve the past grievances in private, now you Can you ask the Zhen Guogong to release Jiang Ji Restaurant?"

"No," Zhou Du didn't need to speak this time, Shen Xi rejected him with certainty, "Has the Duke of Zhen's government targeted Jiang Ji Restaurant, how can it be so high-handed?"

Of course, the Duke of Zhen's government didn't target Jiang Ji Restaurant, but with him as Shen Ji's backer, if Shen Ji had hatred for Jiang Ji Restaurant, Jiang Ji Restaurant would not be able to stand up for a day.

"Then can you..."

Can you give Jiang Ji Restaurant a break?

Halfway through the conversation, Jiang Hong found it difficult to continue, and he knew that Shen Xi was unlikely to let him go.

Sure enough, at the next moment, Shen Xi still said firmly: "No."

Shen Xi raised his hand and rubbed his right wrist, which was still aching from time to time even though it was cured: "Boss Jiang cut off my hand, but now I just don't sell ebony drink and Boss Jiang, that's generous enough."

"Great." Jiang Hong smiled wryly. He was indeed very generous, but all his painstaking efforts over the past ten years have been wasted. How can he be reconciled.

He glanced at Shen Xi's right wrist, his eyes moved slightly, and he said again: "It is true that I broke your hand, but doesn't your mother have any responsibility at all? Come out, can you and my father and son fall to this point?"

Back then, when he really loved Shen Xi, when he was born, he also held him, fed him, changed his diaper, taught him to speak, teach him to walk, and taught him to cook.

With the current situation, why should Chen Xi blame him alone? His mother who locked him in the cellar is such a good thing.

Up to now, Jiang Hong still hasn't admitted his mistake at the beginning, Shen Xi lowered his eyelashes, not surprised in his heart, and said honestly: "Mother didn't give you the secret book, isn't it because of ungratefulness and betrayal of grandfather?"

"That's what your grandfather deserves. Do you think I didn't have a way to save him back then?" Jiang Hong's eyes were full of resentment when he mentioned the past, and his hands under his sleeves were clenched into fists. Little apprentice, what can I do, unless I can make Shenjia secret vegetable revival porridge, Bo Sheng Shang Longyan, maybe I can be pardoned."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Hong looked directly at Shen Xi and said: "Your grandfather asked me to leave him alone. He would rather die than teach me this dish, so why not if I find another way out?"

Shen Xi quietly watched him finish speaking. He had listened to these words countless times after he was a child. Every time he heard and recalled them, it was like a nightmare, as if someone was holding his heart and trying to suffocate him.

But this time he was standing in front of Jiang Hong, and calmly watching Jiang Hong's growling narration, instead of finding it scary, on the contrary, he found it very funny, so funny that he wanted to laugh.

Is such an extremely stupid person who is dazzled by interests worth his fear for so many years?

"Grandfather didn't let you intervene because he understood that he didn't do anything, and if he cleared himself up, someone would find out the truth for him, and it was also to protect you," Shen Xi directly pointed out those words that Jiang Hong dared not say. , "It's because you are stupid, because you couldn't bear the temptation, and you didn't hesitate to beat up your grandfather for the sake of profit, and you ruined your own future. That's why mother hates you to the bone, and would rather burn the cheat book than give it to you."

Shen Xi's stern words were like a sharp sword, slashing back and forth on Jiang Hong's face, making his face painful.

Jiang Hong's eyes dodged, but his tone never flinched: "So what, the matter of your grandfather and the matter of your hands are all because they never treat me as a family member, and they refuse to treat the "resurrection porridge" no matter what. The recipe was passed on to me, and if they want to blame, they have to blame themselves."

Shen Xi: "..."

Shen Xi was about to be laughed at by such a brazen and obsessed biological father.

He didn't even bother to deal with his past grievances here, and didn't even want to talk to him about unnecessary things. He just took out the recipe book that he had always carried with him and memorized it by heart from his sleeve, and threw it in the On Jiang Hong: "This is the only remaining manuscript copy of that recipe from back then. You should carefully read the recipe for the revived porridge on the last page."

Hearing Shen Xi's words, Jiang Hong quickly opened the pages of the book and turned to the last page.

"One year older, my younger brother was born, and I heard a secret word in the palace, saying that there is a porridge from the father and ancestor, which can bring the dead back to life. I asked my father, is there such a porridge in the world?"

"Father replied with a smile, spreading rumors that Gaozu was critically ill at that time. It was not that there was no cure for medicine and stones. Congee, the death will be reduced, and the medicine will cure the disease."

"..."

After Jiang Hong read these few lines over and over again, his hands holding the pages were trembling: "I don't believe it, I don't believe it, I don't believe it!"

He didn't believe it was true, if there really wasn't a recipe for this porridge in the world, why would Shen Chaozang be so dead at the beginning, and in the end he would rather burn it than show him a look.

"This is a manuscript, there must be traces of tampering," Jiang Hong couldn't accept this fact, and kept flipping through the previous recipes, trying to find a wrong recipe, as if he found a wrong one. It can prove that he has not made any mistakes over the years.

Seeing him like this, Zhou Du knew that he was insane, and it was extremely difficult for such a person to admit his mistake, even if there was no reason, he could still find a reason why he was right.

He took Shen Xi's hand, without even looking at Jiang Hong, he said lightly: "Let's go."

"En." Today, Shen Xi could see clearly what kind of person his biological father was, and without any nostalgia, he held Zhou Du's hand tightly, and resolutely walked out of the alley.

Duliu was still turning the pages of the book, murmuring the impossible Jiang Hong.

I don't know how long it took, Jiang Hong browsed through the entire recipe book, and after not finding a single wrong recipe from beginning to end, he squatted down feebly.

Can't accept this fact.

For a porridge that didn't exist, he turned his master who treated him like a parent and son into trouble, forcing his wife to turn against him, and trampled off the wrist of his son who was talented in cooking.

He originally had a very beautiful and happy family, but all of these were ruined by himself.

What unscrupulous things he has done!

Jiang Hong scratched his head, showing unspeakable pain.

At this moment, the door of Duke Zhen's Mansion, which had been half-closed all the time, opened, and a figure with a refined temperament came out from the door, walked slowly in front of Jiang Hong, and sighed softly.

"Xiao Mu," Jiang Hong half-raised his eyes, and after seeing the face of the person in front of him clearly, he blurted out an endearing address, and then laughed at himself, "Are you here to see my joke?"

"No." Shen Mu looked at Jiang Hong, there was neither sympathy nor hatred in his eyes, just like looking at a stranger, calm and calm.

Jiang Hong frowned: "That's it?"

Shen Mu bent down slightly, took out the cookbook from the embarrassed Jiang Hong, and said calmly, "I'm here to retrieve the deceased sister's belongings."

Although it was just a copy of Shen Chao's manuscript, Shen Xi could not care about it, but he couldn't care less.

Looking at the cookbook that Shen Mu pulled away, Jiang Hong seemed to have pulled away all his energy and energy, and instantly aged ten years.

Shen Mu flipped through the menu in his hand, to the end of the last page.

"The younger brother was born, the father was named, Mu, I am the dynasty, he is the dusk, day and night, stay together forever, let the love of the father to the mother, I also hope that in this life, my brother and I will meet each other, and we will live together , same as Baishou."

The setting sun in the sky was red for most of the day, and the orange light fell on Shen Mu from the alley, dyeing his white robe crimson. He slowly read the pages of the book in the twilight, holding it preciously in his arms, Step by step, he stepped back to the Duke of Zhen's mansion, and never looked at Jiang Hong, who was in the shadows, from the beginning to the end.

A few days later, Jiang Ji, the No. [-] restaurant in Kyoto, which is famous in Daqing, announced its closure.

It was heard that Boss Jiang's wife was in agreement with his teaching opinions on his son. After a big disturbance, the couple finally broke up and went to the government to reconcile. The wife took the son back to her mother's house to live.

Boss Jiang was disheartened, and he didn't have the heart to run the restaurant anymore. After closing the restaurant and dismissing everyone, he disappeared without a trace.

Not long after, a large local silk merchant took a fancy to the location of this place, bought the title deed of this restaurant, and vowed to build the largest cloth shop in Kyoto.

Buxing is not suitable for a house with floors, so this Jiangji restaurant, which looks like a sign, collapsed silently when everyone in Kyoto didn't realize it.