The second entrance courtyard was a little quieter today.
Xu Mo's classmates from the Imperial College came to look for him, but they didn't have dinner at home.
Zheng Ruqian took the Gao brothers to Henan County. It would be great to be able to come back in time before the year.
After much calculation, the six brothers and sisters actually left only three younger ones at home, while the older children were all busy on their own.
Fortunately, Wang Xiaosong was here. He eloquently described what he had seen and done in the past six months, which made everyone smile. The whole courtyard was full of harmony and warmth.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
Three very polite and courteous strokes, no more and no less.
As soon as Chang Yan's eyes became alert, Jiang Sheng threw away his chopsticks in surprise, "Is the eldest brother back? It could be the second brother, and a little bit it could be the third brother."
Her index finger and thumb were close together, about the size of a soybean.
It can be seen that my sister still misses her third brother, but everyone understands that Fang Heng cannot come back so soon.
"I'll open the door." Aunt Zhang broke the somewhat sad atmosphere, stood up quickly, and came to the door of the courtyard.
Jiang San followed her closely.
Although Fengjing has good security and they haven't offended any powerful people, they are still right to be on guard.
Fortunately, the wooden door opened, revealing a big, round head with a kind smile on his face, "Excuse me, is this a fried chicken house... No, is it Jiang Sheng's house?"
Zhang Xianglian was stunned for a moment and then said, "Yes, do you have anything to do with Xiao Jiang Sheng?"
The master rubbed his hands in embarrassment, wondering how he could express himself so that he didn't look like he was just taking advantage.
Fortunately, Jiang Sheng couldn't hold back her curiosity and followed him. Her eyes lit up when she saw him, "Master, are you really here?"
"Hey, we're here." The master felt relieved and pointed at Jiang Sheng, "The little girl invited me to try the bean stewed chicken, so I took the liberty of coming over... I'm really sorry."
He untied the pastries tied around his waist and quickly handed them into Zhang Xianglian's hands, "It's a small care, not a sign of respect."
It can be seen that the master regards her as the elder of the children.
Zhang Xianglian was about to open her mouth to explain that she was not the children's elder, but a worker who signed a work contract with the children, but her eyes froze when she saw the logo on the cake.
The square pastry is wrapped in yellow-brown oil paper, and the folding marks are covered with diamond-shaped red paper. Finally, hemp rope is wrapped around the neck and carried.
This is the most common packaging method in pastry shops, but in order to let the people of Fengjing deepen their memory of Jiuzhenfang, Zheng Ruqian specially asked Xu Mo to write the word "nine" freely and smoothly on red paper.
For this reason, Xu Mo had no choice but to reduce his study time and even wrote the word "nine" until he almost didn't recognize it.
Zhang Xianglian lowered her head and smelled the cake, confirming that it was the hibiscus chestnut cake she made.
Compared with the more expensive glutinous rice and jujube cake, hibiscus chestnut cake has common raw materials and is more affordable. It is very popular among people in Fengjing and is the best choice for visiting relatives and friends.
I didn’t expect this person to be quite good at living.
Zhang Xianglian herself is frugal, so she can't help but be kind to people who are also frugal, "You're welcome, the chicken with beans and chicken has just come out of the pot, come and try it."
She walked ahead carrying the pastries, going to the kitchen to get a pair of dishes and chopsticks.
Jiang Sheng stayed behind and said with a smile, "Master, you came at the right time. My aunt's stewed chicken had just come out of the pot, and I just took a bite."
She stretched out her index finger with a cute and elegant look. She seemed to be exaggerating about her aunt, but in fact she was explaining the fact that everyone had already moved on.
I didn’t expect that the little girl was very thoughtful.
The master chef smiled and walked to the hall. As soon as he entered, he was attracted by the stewed chicken with beans in a big basin.
He took a deep breath, almost intoxicated by it.
"Yes, yes, it tastes like this. I have been to Jiangnan twice, and the fried chicken there has this taste." The master's voice was a little urgent.
As soon as Zhang Xianglian shortened the bowl and chopsticks, he couldn't wait to pick up a handful of beans.
Dried beans full of soup taste even better than meat. Add two bites of vermicelli and chew a piece of meat that's soft and tender. It's truly a delicacy on earth.
The master swallowed it in one gulp and sighed with satisfaction.
It can be seen that this person really loves to eat and knows how to eat.
Zhang Xianglian chuckled and served another plate of cakes. It was the hibiscus chestnut cake brought by the master chef.
"Absolutely amazing, these dried beans are so delicious." The master chef was still praising the chicken stewed with beans.
Jiang Sheng held his chin, "The big shopkeeper doesn't care about it. I will sell it to others tomorrow. There is already a dry goods store asking for it from me."
Chang Yan and Wen Zhiyun next to them looked as if they had seen a ghost.
Damn it, who influenced my sister? The cute and cute little girl actually learned to lie.
He still lies without blinking an eye.
Master Pian was an honest man and was really shocked. He hurriedly swallowed his mouthful of meat and said, "Xiao Jiang Sheng, don't be anxious. Youran wants these dried beans, all of them."
"But... the big shopkeeper..." Jiang Sheng sounded aggrieved.
The master waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, if he doesn't agree, I'll quit at worst."
The shopkeeper is the backbone of the restaurant, and the cook is the soul of the restaurant. It would be hard to live without anyone.
The master's words proved his status in Youranju.
Only then did Jiang Sheng smile slyly and diligently pick up the dishes for the master, "Master, please eat more, you're welcome."
When she caught the hibiscus chestnut cake, her eyes lit up and she said loudly, "Auntie, are there any cakes left today?"
Since the business of Jiuzhenfang has improved, the children in the courtyard can no longer pick up leftover cakes to eat. Today is a rare occasion. She happily gave the master a piece and said proudly, "Master, try this." It’s a pastry made by my aunt, and it’s delicious.”
The master's head was shut down for a moment.
Fortunately, there were not many fools working in the restaurant. He quickly woke up and looked at Aunt Zhang in shock, then at Jiang Sheng, "Jiuzhenfang and you..."
"That's a shop opened by my second brother, specializing in making all kinds of pastries." Jiang Sheng said, "All the pastries in it are made by my aunt. They taste delicious."
She gestured exaggeratedly, her round little face full of pride.
The master chef unexpectedly bought someone else's pastry and delivered it to someone's door. His face suddenly flushed with embarrassment. He was not very good at words, so he could only eat the hibiscus and chestnut cake.
As he ate, his eyes brightened.
This hibiscus chestnut cake melts in your mouth, has a mild sweetness but not greasy, and you can chew crispy and delicious walnut kernels in the middle, which is no less than the cakes of Youranju.
Delicious, really delicious.
But the most important thing at the moment is dried beans.
After finishing the meal, the master chef solemnly said, "Xiao Jiang Sheng, can you give me some dried beans? Just a little."
Jiang Sheng didn't hesitate, and like a whirlwind, he took half a catty of dried beans, wrapped them in oil paper and handed them over.
The master put it in his arms, glanced at Zhang Xianglian, then reluctantly glanced at the remaining chicken bones on the table, gritted his teeth and left.
That look didn't look like he was returning to Youran's home to cook, but rather like he was sacrificing his life for justice and going to the battlefield.
Jiang Shengshang was confused.
Chang Yan on the side said clearly, "It seems that these dried beans are still going to be sold to Youranju."
