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Chapter 148 I want to learn, can I? [Please customize, the second update! 】

Chapter 148 I want to learn, can I? [Please customize, the second update! 】

Sun Tao waved his hands again and again.

"This...isn't that bad?"

Although it says so.

But his eyes subconsciously looked towards the direction of the courtyard.

It was as if he wanted to see what he was going to have for dinner.

The body is also very honest and wants to follow the old man into the yard.

The old man smiled.

beckon.

"What's the matter, it's lively with many people. It just so happens that there is too much dinner, and my child and I may not be able to eat it."

"Come in, Xiao Sun."

Jiang Hong glanced at Sun Tao, and found that Sun Tao wanted to move forward, but he was restrained.

Cover your mouth and want to laugh.

He patted Sun Tao on the back suddenly from behind.

Sun Tao was shocked for a moment.

He's never been a moji person, he's already here, if the old man didn't tell him to let him in, it's fine, since he has already said, why should he be polite.

Patting Jiang Hong's shoulder repeatedly, the back molars could be seen with a grin.

asked a little tentatively.

"Then...Grandpa, I'm really welcome..."

It seemed that it was more lively because there was one more person. The old man seemed to be in a good mood and nodded.

"Hehehe, what's so polite about this, it's just a simple family meal."

into the home.

The old man pointed in the direction of the sofa, signaling Jiang Hong.

"Child, you entertain your children, and there is tea at home."

"Little grandson, it's like your own home when you come to Grandpa. You're welcome, just come in and sit down, and you'll be ready for a while."

After saying these two sentences, the old man opened the door curtain and entered the kitchen.

Sun Tao was very polite, he didn't wander around the room, and he didn't touch anything else in the room, so he just sat on the sofa.

After all, Jiang Hong had already been here last time, and the old man was not a scourge. In his eyes, the old man was just a very kind and kind old man.

It is no different from other old people.

Sun Tao hesitated for a moment, but still asked.

"Lao Jiang, why don't you let the old man work in the kitchen alone? Why don't we go over and help, even if it's just a simple fight!"

Jiang Hong shook his head naturally.

"If I don't get permission, I won't be able to enter the old man's kitchen."

"Oh, that's right. With the cooking skills of the two of us, we can't help the old man at all. Going in will probably be a disservice."

Sun Tao subconsciously looked around the environment of the home, only to feel that the furnishings of the home were very plain, without any bright spots.

That's the kind, what an ordinary old man's home is like, this home is what it is.

"Lao Jiang, this house looks so simple and simple, just like an ordinary rural family."

Jiang Hong nodded.

"The old man and my father-in-law are all people who pursue simplicity."

"In addition to their stricter requirements on ingredients, they keep everything simple in life, and keep it simple."

Sun Tao's face looked very serious and full of respect.

Nod seriously.

"Life is simple, but in terms of cooking skills, the most serious and rigorous attitude in the selection and use of ingredients is perhaps the highest state of a chef."

"They put everything they have into cooking."

Dinner is simple.

Of course, it's just very simple in the old man's eyes.

When Sun Tao saw the twelve large dishes and the assortment of dishes that were finally put on the table, he opened his mouth wide and subconsciously looked at Jiang Hong.

His eyes signaled: Lao Jiang, what the hell is this a very simple household meal?

On this day, Sun Tao felt again the last time at the Buddha Jumping Over the Wall Banquet, the fragrance was so strong that it was almost in front of his eyes and in his nose, flowing and filling.

It's just that last time, the Buddha Jumped Over the Wall Banquet...

The Buddha jumping over the wall, and a table of feasts prepared by Master Xu himself, all used the best ingredients from all over the country, and even from some overseas countries.

Therefore, although Sun Tao could feel the shock of that strong fragrance, it is still understandable.

After all, a feast with a seven-figure cost, including the cost of handwork and ingredients, if such a stunning effect can no longer be seen, wouldn't the money be wasted?

But now, this "cooked meal" really uses the simplest ingredients, cabbage, mustard greens, cabbage, cauliflower, and potatoes.

They are all vegetables grown in the ground in winter.

Add some meat.

But why, such a "simple" dish can achieve complete color, fragrance and taste, which made him feel exactly the same rich dish fragrance as the Buddha's Jumping Over the Wall Banquet.

Is this the craftsmanship of Mr. Xu?

The old man sat on the seat, looked at Sun Tao swallowing saliva constantly beside him with a smile, and stretched out his hand to greet Sun Tao.

"Children, don't be dazed, move your chopsticks."

Facts have proved that when the food is really delicious, no one can refuse the temptation of food, and they will eat a lot.

In addition, the old man basically calculated at the beginning, the appetite of the two children.

It looks like a lot of cooking, but in fact the amount of each dish is not particularly large.

He didn't pick up any food the whole time, and just watched the two children gobble up the food with a smile all the time.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with eating ugly.

The crazier his eating looks, the more delicious his dishes are.

This is already the best compliment to a chef.

So the old man is in a very good mood.

In addition, the two children obviously ate like crazy, but they still didn't forget the first chopsticks of each dish, and they took the initiative to hold them for him.

He didn't have to move his chopsticks at all, and the bowl was always full.

They are all very polite and good boys.

He was very happy to see this scene, and he was very happy to see that the children were eating well.

After a meal, the pots and bowls were really cleaned up in the end, and all the plates were as if they had been licked by a dog.

Even a pot of tofu and egg drop soup, there was nothing left.

Sun Tao leaned back on the chair, clutching his round stomach, his face was full of satisfaction.

It was only the three of them today, so no one had been drinking, so they simply chatted and talked.

Moreover, Sun Tao didn't intend to live here at night.

After eating, I helped the old man clear the table and clear the plates, and talked with the old man for a while, then called a car and left.

Watching Sun Tao get into the car and leave, Jiang Hong returned to the courtyard.

The yard is spacious and some vegetables are grown.

We also set up a greenhouse made of masonry and burning fire for heating, so that we can grow some vegetables that are afraid of freezing in winter.

However, Jiang Hong was more interested in the natural dyes buried under the soil than in the greenhouse.

I don't know if those food dyes that have been buried for many years by the old man will break out of the ground again.

arrive home.

Under the old man's instruction, Jiang Hong went into the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Once again, I saw the old man's kitchen, which can be called an art painting.

Although it is full of oily fumes, it is almost free of dust, and everything looks quite orderly.

The old man cleaned up the kitchen by the side, cleaning the cauldron and the stove, while Jiang Hong was washing the dishes by the sink.

While the father and father were busy with their own affairs, they briefly talked about their topics.

The old man's topic cannot be separated from Xu Wan, and he has been asking Jiang Hong and Xu Wan how their lives are going recently.

Jiang Hong told the old man some of the simplest interesting things in life.

It can be seen that the old man is in a good mood, really quite good.

Seeing the lingering smile on the old man's face, Jiang Hong couldn't help but smile.

night.

Jiang Hong helped the old man to burn the kang.

The father and father were lying on the warm kang, chatting casually about some dishes, and the old man seemed to be trying to teach Jiang Hong some more dishes.

Jiang Hong also intends to learn.

The old man said, Jiang Hongji.

This night, I learned a lot of processing methods of ingredients and some dishes.

Jiang Hong didn't know what time he fell asleep.

But my heart is extremely peaceful.

In the old man's house, there seems to be a special magical power that can make people quiet down involuntarily.

It's like a rare and pure land in this noisy society.

Silent all night.

……

Early the next morning.

When the sun just rose from the east and the light came in through the window, Jiang Hong woke up immediately.

There are no curtains in this house, so the sunlight is very harsh.

He rubbed his eyes, and subconsciously looked at the other side where the old man was sleeping.

It was found to be empty.

Jiang Hong checked the time, it was past eight o'clock.

In November, it was late at night, and today there are some cloudy days.

I didn't expect to sleep so well, and I slept until now.

At home, because of Xu Wan's biological clock, Jiang Hong almost developed the habit of getting up before dawn at six o'clock.

Over the years, he rarely slept until eight or nine o'clock all at once.

Life is more self-disciplined.

Basically, it starts at seven o'clock all year round.

Except for special circumstances, when he was drunk or something, he always went to bed early and woke up early.

I didn't expect to sleep so well and so sweetly here.

He stretched himself, then changed his clothes and jumped off the kang.

After a brief wash, he walked to the living room.

On the table, there was also a bowl of steaming millet porridge, a big white steamed bun, and two dishes of side dishes.

Looking inside and outside, he didn't see the figure of the old man. Jiang Hongzheng felt a little strange. When he looked out of the window from the corner of his eye, he found that the old man was wearing dirty clothes and was digging soil in the yard with a shovel.

Jiang Hong hurriedly wiped his face and walked out.

"Grandpa, what are you doing here?"

The old man dug out a shovel of soil, and then stood there leaning on the shovel.

He looked a little out of breath, and there was a layer of sweat on his forehead.

He explained with a smile.

"I have a jar of peach blossom honey buried here. It's the beginning of the year, and it's time to dig it up and eat it. It just so happens that you came today, and you'll pack two bottles and take it home later."

"Wanwan likes to eat sweet food. You can usually use it to make water, or add half a spoonful of it when making some sweet dishes. You don't even need to put sugar, the taste is enough."

After saying this, the old man was about to pick up the shovel and continue digging. Jiang Hong quickly brought another shovel from the side.

"Grandpa, where do you say it is, let me dig it. I grew up in the village before, and I have done a lot of digging and digging."

"What is peach blossom honey?"

The old man explained with a smile.

"Actually, it is the nectar of peach blossoms. I took the stamens of a peach forest and made a jar of nectar. After a special preparation method, it was preserved and sealed. It took two years of natural brewing before the taste could be stimulated to the sweetest point. .”

"Now it's exactly two years old, and you can take it out and eat it."

"This is the most important material for making 'Liuxintao Crisp'. I don't think I can make a finished Liuxintao Crisp now, so I have to take out the nectar and eat it."

"...Why can't it be done?" Jiang Hong subconsciously asked.

But when I opened my mouth, I felt a little regretful.

Why does this question seem to be poking at the old man's pain points?

But unexpectedly, the old man was still smiling and explained to Jiang Hong very patiently.

"One of the more demanding aspects of Liuxin peach cake is that it uses old honey, New Year's flowers, and early spring dew. The nectar that has been brewing for two years is old honey. It’s better to match raw honey with raw tree.”

"That is to say, the peach tree I got the nectar from at the beginning, I have to pick the flowers from the tree this year, this is the original flavor."

"When I picked the stamens back then, I would carefully select them and mark each peach tree that had the stamens picked."

"...This, isn't this very good?" Jiang Hong was stunned for a while, since he had already made a mark, wouldn't it be over when the peach blossoms bloomed?

"That peach grove was cut down last year, and that piece of land is being developed this year."

"..." Jiang Hong took a deep breath and wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

So I chose to keep silent and just continued digging with the shovel vigorously.

The old man seemed to be buried quite deep, and he didn't see it after digging for a long time.

But since the old man didn't say to stop, he continued to dig.

The old man smiled again and said.

"However, this early spring dew refers to the dew that condenses on the petals in the early morning in early spring."

"Nowadays, if I really used dew to make dessert, would anyone dare to eat it? So, times are developing and society is progressing. Some old-fashioned things should really be a thing of the past."

Jiang Hong was silent.

His mood is very complicated, as if an era is constantly becoming the past.

The new era is developing, migrating, trying to completely cover the old era.

An unknown emotion kept churning in his heart, and Jiang Hong didn't know how to express it.

Because, even he himself didn't know where these emotions came from.

It's indescribable, I don't know where it came from.

It's as if... there is something very, very important that is being completely separated from this world, completely becoming a thing of the past.

Can't tell whether it's sad or regretful.

After digging a full 1.5 meters deep, Jiang Hong finally saw the jar.

The mouth of the altar is sealed with three layers of cork and red cloth.

The jar is wide on both sides and narrow in the middle.

The widest part is about forty centimeters wide, very heavy.

Jiang Hong and the old man worked together to move the jar to the ground.

A layer of faint fragrance came out.

Even the three layers of seals here and there are completely unable to stop the sweet smell inside.

It is conceivable that when they completely open the seal, how rich the sweetness will be.

The two of them carried the altar together into the living room and put it in the corner.

The old man began to "unseal" the jar and pointed in the direction of the dining table.

"Son, you can't help me next time, breakfast is almost cold, go and eat."

"Okay, Grandpa, just call me whenever you need something."

"Hehehe, good!"

Jiang Hong ran to the dining table, and the steamed buns, porridge and side dishes were all very refreshing.

Just as I was about to clear the dining table, I suddenly smelled a strong aroma, breaking through the air from the back direction, setting off a boiling peach blossom fragrance throughout the room.

The level of richness almost lifted the roof of the house.

Jiang Hong involuntarily took a long breath, feeling refreshing.

All the internal organs of the body are permeated with a fragrance.

"child?"

The old man in the corner put the big cork on the table next to him, and greeted Jiang Hong.

"Hey! I'm here! Grandpa."

"There are a few empty bottles on the floor next to the medicine cabinet in the kitchen. You wash off the topsoil, wipe them clean with a cloth, and bring them here."

"Okay!" Jiang Hong hurriedly moved, gathered the finished dishes and chopsticks into the sink in the kitchen, and fetched an empty bottle.

The old man did not know where he brought a large iron spoon with a long handle, and stirred it in the golden nectar that was as mellow as fine nectar.

That color, that mellowness, makes people want to go in and take a sip.

It looks sweet.

Jiang Hong has never seen such sweet nectar in his life.

Two years of brewing and the most careful selection can produce such a fragrant honey.

A burst of fragrance came out.

Stir the sediment in the nectar evenly, and then scoop out a full spoonful of golden peach nectar that is almost overflowing, and scoop it into the empty bottle.

Five large bottles were loaded in a row.

But the nectar in the jar still looked very full, as if it was not missing at all.

"Son, these five bottles are for you. There is no difference in the way you eat them from normal honey. You can take them back for you and Wanwan to eat together."

Jiang Hong did not refuse.

In other words, I don't want to refuse at all.

He wasn't originally a sweet tooth and had no idea about sweet things.

But seeing this peach blossom honey, there is a feeling of being completely powerless.

I just want to scoop up a big spoon and swallow it directly in my stomach.

It's like one of the most primitive human urges for sweets.

Jiang Hong put five bottles of nectar into a cloth bag, helped the old man fill up the hole in the yard, tidied up the house, and took a bath again.

Only then did he leave the old man's house.

Before leaving.

Jiang Hong looked down at the nectar in his hand, then suddenly turned around and looked at the old man.

"Grandpa... I want to learn how to make desserts, can I learn?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

"This has become the dross of the times, what else can we learn?"

"Grandpa... how can this be the dross of the times, I think this is just the pinnacle of the times."

"That is also the pinnacle of the old era, and this era does not need these."

The old man still had a smile on his face, as if he was always so kind and kind.

There seemed to be some reminiscence in the eyes.

"I still remember that when the boss went to high school, the first thing he said to me when he ran home was, 'Dad, the only difference between dew and drinking water is that dew has tens of thousands of bacteria more than drinking water. , from now on, don’t use dew to make desserts, just use drinking water directly.’”

"The second child got interested at that time. When he wanted to learn how to make desserts, the first question he asked was 'Dad, what is the use of this raw honey with the original tree? Is there really any difference in taste? Why are you doing so? Seriously.'"

"They... can no longer taste the difference between these desserts and other desserts. Since this is the case, is there any need for this inheritance to continue?"

"Grandpa..." Jiang Hong wanted to say something.

The old man interrupted him.

"Son, I understand your mood. You must not bear to see this inheritance interrupted like this, so you want to learn. Young people, it is rare to have such a mind."

"But have you ever thought about it from another angle. Since these desserts have reached the pinnacle in history, why can't they be left in history?"

"At least, they were once brilliant, that's enough."

"You may think that I feel sorry for the interruption of these ancient inheritances and feel sad, but in fact, I really don't."

The old man smiled brightly and patted Jiang Hong on the shoulder.

"I'm happy for this era, really."

"Chefs all over the world don't need to study cooking for the sake of a superior person. Now, chefs work on the public, just to see the smiles on every customer's face, just to make more More people can eat well and eat better and delve into it.”

"A hundred years ago, a piece of dessert like mine, which took a long time and had a cumbersome process, might cost more than ten taels of silver. Who could afford it? Can the common people afford it?"

"One hundred years from now, everyone will be able to afford desserts. As long as you have a small change in your hand, you can buy two pieces of sweet mung bean cakes and jujube cakes on the roadside."

"I may have scratched my head and heartbroken because of the broken lineage. But now I am more happy that every family can eat sweet and delicious desserts."

"It's a good thing."

"As long as everyone has enough to eat and eats something sweet, then what if we don't pursue the ultimate dessert?"

"The desserts I make will not be better than those made by the top pastry chefs. They will only be more luxurious, more complicated, and more unaffordable for others. That's all."

"What extreme taste? What extreme dessert? To put it bluntly, it was all boasted in that era in order to win the favor of the emperor."

There seemed to be a bit of relief on the old man's face.

"Our workmanship is more complicated, and we pursue more perfection. In fact... maybe it's not for the chef, maybe it's just for more luxury and to satisfy the emperor."

"I remember back then, when a gentleman I respected wanted to use the crabapple cakes I made as the only designated dessert for the state banquet."

"My grandfather, that is, your grandfather, he refused, and he refused many times. At that time, I didn't understand why he refused. Isn't this a good thing? Isn't it an honor?"

"At that time my dad said to me: 'The reason why you want to agree to this unique designation is just because you want to show off. But this kind of waste of money, time and effort, what is there to show off?'"

"I didn't understand it at the time, so I agreed to the gentleman's request. In the end, Haitang Cake was served at the state banquet for 20 years. This gave me a reputation that lasted half my life, but gave me melancholy and sorrow Pity."

"I don't know what cooking is when I'm young, but I don't know it until I'm old. A good chef is a person who makes desserts that everyone can eat. I'm not."

"Things that shouldn't exist, let them stay in the past."

　Second more.

　　Twelve thousand today.

　　After subtracting the basic [-], I paid back [-].

　　Currently owed 9w2.

　　There should be another update in a while, I can't tell when it will be updated, and I can't say how many words.

　　I feel that this chapter will be skipped, but I am very satisfied with the writing.

　　Some people may think that what I wrote is a meaningless plot, but this is also a foreshadowing for a certain plot later.

　　This is also life.

(End of this chapter)