The sun sets behind Cangshan Mountain, and the red clouds dye the sky red. The pool is as clear as a mirror, reflecting the green mountains. The cool breeze passes through the pool, bringing lightness and coolness, and the distant mountains and near waters are beautiful.

Someone was fishing by the pond. When they saw Mr. Fan coming, they all stayed away. Jiang Anyi held back his laughter. This Mr. Fan really got to the point where people hated him.

When Mr. Fan closed his eyes slightly and started fishing, Jiang Anyi took a fishing rod and caught fish next to him. When he was a child, no one had ever caught fish in the small river beside the village, Jiang Anyi was no exception.

I was lucky. After half a stick of incense, I caught a crucian carp weighing half a pound. After a while, another carp weighing about pound was hooked. Seeing Jiang Anyi succeed, Fan Yanzhong raised his rod frequently, and the more he was anxious, the less fish he lost. Fan Yanzhong's anxious temper came up and shouted: "Boy, get away, get so close to get my fish away."

Mr. Jiang Anyi knew why the fishermen saw Mr. Fan walking away one after another, and stood far away with the fishing rod. Not much skill was enough, Jiang Anyi waved his hand and raised the rod, and a carp about a foot long struggled and jumped in the air.

Fan Yanzhong was anxious and annoyed, and stood up and threw the fishing rod in his hand on the ground, kicked the fish basket over, and returned home with a cane. Jiang Anyi was both angry and funny. The old and old children, the great scholars of the generation, lived an old and child. After packing up his things, he returned to the house and brought the fish he caught to the kitchen. He accidentally found Fan Shiben. He came back early and brought his father something familiar to Jiang Anyi - a white jade.

The business of Ganzhi Store is developing rapidly. In less than three months, even Fuyang County, Renzhou has a branch. Jiang Anyi asked about the price of the white jade. Fan Shiben said proudly: "One tael of silver is four yuan, but my family has gone early, otherwise they would not be able to buy it even if they have money. This is a good thing that only the gods can eat."

Jiang Anyi laughed secretly, all kinds of fairy baits are lying. The price has dropped from 500 to 250. It seems that he is planning to expose the volume. Jiang Anyi does not want to interfere in business matters. The Guo family is an expert, so he will naturally use the best means to make a profit.

The servant who cooked the dishes didn't know how to cook the white jade. Jiang Anyi had a flash of inspiration and remembered the good dishes in his memory, crucian carp and tofu. Seeing Jiang Anyi breaking the fish and scales by himself, Fan Shiben was curious and worried. The gentleman was far away from the kitchen. As a scholar, Jiang Anyi was skillful in swordsmanship, and was afraid that Jiang Anyi would ruin the white jade he brought and waste his heart.

Fan Shiben didn't know that Jiang Anyi was a foodie. He caught many wild animals in his rope and ate them at home. Jiang Huang had never made these things before. Jiang Anyi found the way to cook from his memory. He cooked again and again, and his cooking skills became good.

Last time I went home from the academy for the New Year, Jiang Anyi was the first to take the New Year’s Eve dinner. Yan'er, a foodie, had a round stomach and flattered her brother: "Oh, only the New Year can be considered better. If I could go to school with my brother, it would be great. Mom, you should learn to cook with your brother, otherwise after your brother left, Yan'er would not be able to eat for several days."

Jiang Anyong nodded suddenly to agree, and Jiang Huang pretended to be angry and said, "Okay, our family will follow your brother to go to school, so that your brother can make delicious food every day." Yan'er and An Yong cheered, and welcomed Jiang Huang to drink with "chop" on his head.

Four dishes were served. Braised pork was bright red in color; roasted fish pieces were thick in soup; chopped green onion tofu was pleasant to the eye; crucian carp tofu was milky white in soup, and it was necessary to eat it, just looking at it made people's appetite greatly increase. Fan Shiben sighed: "The four dishes of Brother Jiang are like splashing ink, which is almost the truth."

Fan Yanzhong's teeth were not good, so he spooned a bowl of soup first, and felt it was salty and fresh, and then took a bite of the crispy white jade, which was smooth and refreshing, and the taste was wide open. Fan Yanzhong rarely ate meat, but saw that the braised pork was red and translucent, which was really attractive. He grabbed a piece and it was crispy, fragrant and glutinous without greasy mouth. He couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect you to have the methods of Yi Gong, so it's good."

Jiang Anyi was secretly happy. It was more than half a month after he arrived at the Fan family. This was the first time he heard Mr. Fan praise him. It seemed that he might as well start from the old man's appetite.

The roasted fish pieces are fresh and sweet. Before cooking, they are marinated with cooking wine and have less fishy smell. Fan Zhichang ate the rice in big mouthfuls and ate the fish in large pieces. Fan Yanzhong was afraid that his grandson would be stuck by the fish bones, so he said calmly: "Zhichang, be careful when eating fish, you should know that it is tasteless and don't eat gluttonously." Although he was talking in his mouth, he still grabbed a piece of tender meat without thorns and put it in his grandson's bowl.

"Thank you grandfather." Fan Zhichang raised his head and smiled sweetly at Fan Yanzhong.

The rice was eaten up and everyone was still unsatisfied. Even Fan Yanzhong made an exception and ate half a bowl of extra. Fan Zhichang patted his stomach and sighed: "I wish Uncle Jiang could be a chef in our house."

Mr. Fan raised his face and said, "Zhichang, don't be rude. Uncle Jiang is a dish specially made for your grandfather. We are lucky enough to accompany you to eat with you. Uncle Jiang. Thank you, Brother Jiang. Thank you." Mr. Fan stood up and solemnly thanked him.

Jiang Anyi smiled and said, "This is nothing. I like to cook and often do it when I am at home. If you like it, I will cook it a few more times when I have time."

These words won Fan Zhichang's cheers, Fan Shiben's smile, and Fan Yan's silence.

Another ten-day day, Fan Shiben brought back a girl, the youngest daughter of his second brother, who was the same age as Fan Zhichang. After hearing Fan Zhichang boasting about Uncle Jiang’s cooking skills, Fan Qianli clamored to go to the village to see her grandfather. She liked a pair of children with pink makeup and jade, whoever saw her like him. Although Fan Yanzhong didn’t say that, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows could not hide his joy.

Jiang Anyi likes children. Fan Zhichang and Fan Qianli are about the same size as Yan'er. After eating the dishes made by Jiang Anyi, they have a very sweet mouth. "Uncle Jiang" keeps calling out. Jiang Anyi made some small grasshoppers and gave them little bamboo butterflies, which made the two children particularly "stick" him. Before they knew it, Jiang Anyi and the Fan family were already close to their family.

Now Fan Yanzhong can't remember to call Jiang Anyi when fishing. The two of them sat side by side, and the two children were playing on the grass next to him, which made him more interesting. Fan Yanzhong was no longer as cold as ice, and he talked about the past tone to Jiang Anyi, and always had a lesson in his words. Jiang Anyi often listened quietly, sometimes speaking with a few words or a few words, which made the old man shout loudly, but Mr. Fan rarely threw his pole and left.

On that day, Fan Yanzhong said that he was forced to resign from his post and returned home, and he became excited again. He waved his arms and said angrily: "The civil and military officials in the court are all treacherous villains. I know that I am not happy to say that I am not happy, either silently make a statement to protect myself, or take advantage of the situation to rob. I have pity for my ambition to serve the country, so I can only sit by the cloud pool fishing. Jiang Anyi, do you think I can't be angry? Who else is more unfair than me? It's really a shame and humiliation."

Jiang Anyi thought for a moment and said, "It is really a pity for Mr. to experience injustice, but compared to some people who have been studying hard all their lives, Mr. to experience is nothing."

Fan Yanzhong's eyebrows were upside down, his face was swollen and red. He was about to get up and scold him. When he saw the two grandchildren playing on the grass, he suppressed his anger and shouted in a low voice: "I know you want to use Deng Haonan's poor children to fight me. I, Fan Yanzhong, do not look down on poor children, but those people failed to pass the exam because they studied hard and studied hard. What talents do they have to compare with me?"

Thinking of his father who passed away young, Jiang Anyi stood up and glared at Fan Yanzhong and said, "My father was enlightened at the age of six and died at the age of thirty-five. He studied hard for twenty-nine years and was still a child. The son did not talk about his father, and Anyi dared not comment on his father's knowledge, but his father was open-minded all his life, and he was willing to live in a humble room and never complained."

"Haha, I want to hear what earth-shaking masterpieces your father has. He can live in the countryside and be open-minded." Fan Yanzhong stood up, looked directly at Jiang Anyi's eyes like a cock-fighting cock, and sarcastically said in a sarcastic manner.

Jiang Anyi was so angry that his orifices were smoked. He really wanted to kick him over. When things came, he would not lose. Jiang Anyi said with great thoughts: "Don't listen to the sound of leaves hitting through the forest, why not sing and whistle and walk slowly. The bamboo stick and straw shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid? A raincoat will be allowed to be in the rain. The chilly spring breeze will sober up, and the mountain is slightly cold, but we will welcome him. Looking back, there will be no wind, rain or sunshine when we go back."

Fan Yanzhong's anger gradually softened, and he sighed, sat down dejectedly, saying, "It's so regretful and painful to hide such a great talent among plants and trees. Leave the wise in the wild, and the prime minister's fault. There are many wise men in the grass, but they will not be successful in their lives. What's the face of me who blames the world? An Yi, you are right, my experience is really nothing."

Seeing Fan Yanzhong's face sad, Jiang Anyi felt as if he had suddenly become ten years older, and felt unbearable. He apologized: "Sir, forgive me, An Yi speaks randomly and contradicts me, don't take it to heart."

"You are right. I will wake up the dreamer in one sentence, otherwise I will fall into the ground with resentment." Fan Yanzhong's eyes gradually lit up, and he looked at Jiang Anyi and said, "Your father died early, which led to your unsuccessful religiosity at a young age. I have nurtured countless people in my life. If you don't dislike me, I would like to teach you for your father."

Jiang Anyi was overjoyed. He knelt on the ground to perform the ceremony of apprenticeship on the ground despite the pebbles at the edge of the pond. Fan Yanzhong called Jiang Anyi and said, "I said that I will not accept disciples anymore, so I will not do this apprenticeship."

Jiang Anyi was stunned. Could it be that Mr. Fan wanted to repent?

Fan Yanzhong twisted his beard and thought for a moment, and said, "The open-minded meaning in this poem by your father is hard to match. I am sorry that I cannot get to know him. I am willing to make friends with you. In this way, you will be like your son and nephew. I wonder what you think?"

Jiang Anyi kowtowed heavily and said, "Greetings to uncle."

Fan Yanzhong laughed loudly and greeted his two grandchildren who were playing on the grass and asked them to give Jiang Anyi a greeting, which was considered to be a formal recognition of this nephew.

The breeze blew the white hair on Fan Yanzhong's head and also wiped away the fierce look between Fan Yanzhong's eyebrows. In Jiang Anyi's eyes, Mr. Fan became amiable.
Chapter completed!