However, Zhao Xiucai smiled bitterly, wiped his stubborn eyes directly with his cuffs, and said to Jiang Feng:

"Our boss, it's not okay to not keep an eye on it. Although these craftsmen are diligent in their work, they don't understand our drawings. Students still have to follow them to explain at any time. I think it might be better in a few days, and then I will be familiar with it."

Among these people, Zhao Xiucai and Jiang Feng have been together for the longest time, and they are a scholar who has seen the world. Therefore, Jiang Feng, a person from a modern society with information explosion, is willing to say a few more words to Zhao Xiucai, so there are some things.

Zhao Xiucai could carry out the execution more clearly. The remaining people were in the dark. After chatting for a few words, they suddenly saw what Jiang Feng was carrying and asked curiously:

"Boss, what is this?"

"Go to the house of Mr. Liu to be on duty, and you can get food and a hand stove to avoid being frost-free and hungry."

After saying that, Jiang Feng walked up and down, followed the people around him and walked out of the door with his things. He just arrived at the door but turned around and said to Manager Wang:

"Old Wang, let him prepare for it first, don't be caught off guard in five days."

Manager Wang quickly stood up and agreed, secretly surprised in his heart. He remembered everything clearly in Huifenglou's new owner, and was not a foolish person.

Although I was going to come to Liu Xueshi's house at the time of Mao, the beauty of the gentle village allows people to get up early. Today I am still late. Liu Xueshi's mansion is naturally closed. However, I already had experience yesterday. Since the door is not open, I just climbed over the wall.

He snatched the things in his hand through the wall and rushed over. Just as he was about to turn over, he heard someone there in a hoarse voice at the gate:

"June, I'm still walking through the main entrance, and the bricks on the wall are unstable."

A sudden sentence almost made Jiang Feng fall off the wall and walk towards the door awkwardly, but saw that the person at the door was Liu Zheng whom he met yesterday. Today, wearing a half-old servant costume, he looked at Jiang Feng with a smile at the door.

Looking at the other party's white teeth, slender fingers, and beautiful face, Jiang Feng wondered again, could it be a woman dressed as a man, and then stared at the other party's chest hard, and there was already a flat horse, and Liu Zheng looked at Jiang Feng's eyes.

He suddenly became a little angry and shouted:

"Start at a man who was staring around there."

The voice was hoarse, and Jiang Feng suddenly lost the idea of ​​being a female companion in men's clothing. He shook his head and entered the door. Unexpectedly, he suddenly remembered a joke at this time. He thought to himself and laughed out loud. Liu Zheng was quite curious and followed behind and said:

"Mr. Jun, what's ridiculous?"

Jiang Feng ignored it and walked into the yard to pick up the package he brought. Liu Zheng was quite entangled and followed behind and said:

"What the hell are you laughing at? Jun Ye, just tell me, don't hold it there."

Jiang Feng was a little impatient and said coldly:

"Can you understand the jokes I told? What's the use of not understanding? Listen, "Since Li Xchun has been born with boys and girls, it's the same." How about it? Can you understand, cut it!"

This modern vicious joke involving a super selection program was naturally not understood by Liu Zheng. Jiang Feng ignored it and walked into the small room proudly. Unexpectedly, half-aged child Liu Zheng followed him in again. Jiang Feng opened the bag, took out the small hand stove inside, took out the copper tube inside, which contained paper coal, which blew red, ignited the fire-burning object in the hand stove.

After blowing a few hard blew on one side, the charcoal fire slowly turned red. Jiang Feng put a few oil paper wraps on the hand stove.

Unexpectedly, Liu Zheng followed in again without dissipating. Jiang Feng was suddenly a little angry, but then he thought, the seventh-rank official in front of the Prime Minister's Sect might be the seventh-rank official in the future. It would be better not to offend him. So he suppressed his anger and spoke hard to persuade him:

"Little brother, Lord Liu must be busy with a lot of things in his house. If you delay here, won't you be scolded by the superiors?"

The other party's answer was very straightforward, and sat down directly on the broken chair, staring at the baked food on the hand stove and said:

"What can I do? I washed my clothes yesterday. Isn't the rest of it just cooking?"

Jiang Feng was helpless with this person there. The two of them were quietly watching the greased paper bags on the hand stove slowly exuding an attractive fragrance. After waiting for a while, Jiang Feng took off the greased paper bags and carefully lifted them up. Several chicken wings appeared there temptingly.

The food in the Ming Dynasty did not pay much attention to the fineness, but was rather because of the great prosperity of commerce and handicrafts, which was in a deformed direction. For example, the three famous three types of mattresses in the late Ming Dynasty were determined by the amount of lip of the goat killing sheep, as if it doesn’t matter whether it is delicious or not.

But it must be expensive. Only by spending a lot of money can the level and level of this dish be reflected. After all, Jiang Feng was born in a vocational school. In modern times, he liked to make some dishes to reward himself. Unlike this era, he woke up in the morning, using honey and soy sauce with various seasonings and char siu chicken wings made of smoked sauce.

When I woke up in the morning, the fragrance made the little girl Su Guanxue saliva flow. After taking a bite, her sister Guanxue, who was originally a little hostile to Jiang Feng, actually screamed "brother-in-law". This is amazing. Jiang Feng is happy to be happy.

Honey sauce char siu, this is a Cantonese cuisine that only started in the Qing Dynasty. It naturally did not exist in the middle of the Ming Dynasty. As the temperature of the hand stove gradually increased, the char siu on it gradually exuded a charming smell, and a sweet aroma filled the small house.

Liu Zheng, opposite, twitched his nose repeatedly and swallowed a few saliva. Jiang Feng picked up the chopsticks he carried with him to start. Liu Zheng on the other side didn't care about the hotness, so he reached out to pick up one of his slender fingers, which made him so hot that he took a breath, but he still sent it to his mouth and bit it down.

The cooking skills from the present are really extraordinary. After chewing for a few times, Liu Zheng became excited. Then he used a fast speed to eliminate his hand and reached out to grab it again.

Jiang Feng suddenly became anxious and shouted:

"My, mine, don't move, why don't you know what you are?"

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Chapter completed!