Life is a Game

It was already late at night, Qin Wan dragged Jiang Chengde and chattered some small things before she lay down and fell asleep. Jiang Chengde turned off the lights, and the room returned to the previous darkness.

If the eyes cannot see, other senses will become extremely sensitive. Jiang Feng can hear the sound of steady breathing, which should be from Qin Wan. Pregnant women are already lethargic, so Qin Wan almost fell asleep on the pillow after sleeping so late. Jiang Chengde was lying beside Qin Wan, and he didn't make any sound, even the sound of breathing was extremely small.

Jiang Feng's intuition told him that Jiang Chengde should be staring at the darkness in a daze with his eyes open.

Jiang Feng went through the wall and sat outside the house silently. The moonlight outside was brighter, and he always felt uncomfortable in the dark room.

Just now Jiang Chengde and Qin Wan talked about Jiang Chengde's father. Jiang Feng didn't even know his name, but he knew that he was the sinner of the entire Jiang family. He was a legendary character like a villain in a novel.

When Jiang Feng and his cousins ​​were preaching the origin of Jiang's cuisine when they were young, the old man once mentioned Jiang Chengde's father.

Jiangjia Cuisine was not founded by Jiang Chengde, but it has grown to glory under his hands. Since it will go to glory, it means that there has been a decline, and the chief culprit that caused the decline of Jiangjiacai is Jiang Chengde's father - that man who does not deserve to have a name.

Neither the old man, Jiang Weiming, nor the deceased Li Mingyi seemed to know his name. Such a person who can be called a sinner of the Jiang family is mentioned by everyone to the juniors and is called your great-grandfather's father.

As far as Jiang Feng knew the version, the Jiang family didn't know which ancestor had been an imperial cook in the palace. I don't know why he came out of the Forbidden City and ran back to the outside of the pass, and never dared to enter Peiping again. The ancestor of the Jiang family used his savings to open a restaurant in his hometown, namely Taifeng Restaurant.

Since the ancestor of the Jiang family was illiterate, he did not leave behind any recipes that could be passed on to future generations. It all depends on precepts and deeds, the father teaches the son or the grandfather teaches the father and then teaches the son. Success depends entirely on talent. When it is passed down to Jiang Chengde's father's generation, the family is already quite rich.

At that time, Jiang's family had a house, fertile land, and property, but none of them could stand up to Jiang Chengde's father's prodigal family.

How did Jiang Chengde's father wipe out all the wealth accumulated by the Jiang family in a few years? Jiang Feng didn't know. Not enough to lose. Jiang Chengde's father was hollowed out by opium, and died when he was young in his early forties.

Jiang Feng sat outside the door and analyzed calmly, feeling that Jiang Chengde's father was not far away from dying at this time.

Under the background of the current era, if the illness is so serious that it needs to be hospitalized, it is likely that there will be only a few days to live.

It was dark in the summer night, and Jiang Feng sat outside the house for a few hours and saw the sky turning pale, and it didn't take long before he heard the movement inside the house.

Qin Wan got up.

When Jiang Feng saw Qin Wan at the door, she was already fully dressed. Due to lack of sleep, Qin Wan's complexion was a little pale, she was wearing simple and clean clothes, her hair was coiled up casually, she looked like a woman from an ordinary family.

Qin Wan propped her waist with her left hand, and walked slowly towards the back room. Jiang Feng wanted to follow, but Jiang Chengde didn't get up, and his range of activities couldn't reach the mysterious room behind.

Jiang Feng waited outside the door for a while, the sky was a little brighter, and Jiang Chengde got up.

Compared with Qin Wan's simple and ordinary attire, Jiang Chengde's attire is much more formal. He is wearing a long gown, buttons are neatly buttoned, the clothes are flat and wrinkle-free, and his hair is combed meticulously, as if he is going to meet something important. people.

Jiang Chengde walked along the path to the row of houses behind, and Jiang Feng hurriedly followed.

The row of houses in the back is a group of bungalows. The brick and tile houses look very simple, not like a house for people to live in, but like a warehouse for storing sundries. There are two rooms in a row, one large and one small. The door of the small room is open and Qin Wan is cooking porridge in the kitchen, and the large room should be the children's bedroom. Although the doors and windows were closed, Jiang Feng could still hear the noise of children coming from inside.

Jiang Chengde went straight into the child's bedroom.

Jiang Weize, Jiang Weijin, and Jiang Huiqin were all awake. Jiang Huiqin probably lived in the back room. She ran off the bed without her shoes on and went outside to play with her two nephews. Judging by their age, Jiang Huiqin and Jiang Weize should both be two or three years old. They can run, jump and talk, but their words are slurred and sound like two children babbling.

Jiang Wei was now at the age of learning to walk and talk, lying on the bed and babbling along, the noise of the three children made Jiang Feng wonder if he had entered a kindergarten.

"Brother, cake!" Seeing Jiang Chengde coming, Jiang Huiqin ran over excitedly and grabbed his clothes, "Come cake."

"Daddy, cake!" Jiang Weize followed suit.

"Guagua!" Jiang Weijin also started yelling.

The room instantly became chaotic, father, brother, cakes, melons and melons mixed together, playing a symphony.

Hearing the movement next door, Qin Wan hurriedly put down what she was doing and came over to check. Seeing that Jiang Chengde was teasing the children, she breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Bohe, why did you wake up so early today? Did I wake up?" Was there too much movement to wake you up?"

"Mr. Lu came to me this morning with something to do, so he woke up early because he had something in mind." Jiang Chengde explained, "You take care of the children here, I'll go to the kitchen."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Chengde went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

Breakfast is very simple, porridge and steamed buns. Although Jiang Chengde was only in his early 20s at this time, he was already very good at cooking, and he cooked the gruel with not much rice very smooth.

Jiang Huiqin and Jiang Weize could eat on their own, and they didn't need anyone to take care of them while drinking porridge with small bowls of porridge. Jiang Wei still needs Qin Wan to feed him now, and he is very obedient, with his mouth wide open, waiting for Qin Wan to feed him porridge, and after one mouthful, he still knows "ah" to remind his mother to feed him another mouthful.

Jiang Chengde went out after breakfast, Jiang Feng followed him on the road, probably because it was too early, there was no one on the road, the shops had already opened and there was no business, it looked very depressed.

After walking for about half an hour, Jiang Chengde walked into Taifeng Building.

Jiang Feng didn't follow in immediately, but stood outside and looked at the Taifeng building outside the pass.

The same signboard must have been taken with Mr. Lu to Peiping when he moved. From the outside, the style and building shape are very similar to the current Taifeng Building in Beiping, but the one in front of him occupies a larger area. Slightly larger.

After looking around for a while, Jiang Feng walked into Taifeng Building, and saw Jiang Chengde talking to a middle-aged man with a smiling face who made people feel close to him.

"Bo and I know that your family Qin Wan is going to give birth next month. We can wait for Qin Wan to give birth and take care of her before we start, but these things have to be moved there first. Come and see, what furniture needs to be moved in this building , I don’t understand the utensils in the back kitchen. I heard that some dishes and jars are better if you use them for a long time. Take a look and draw up a list. I’m going to start sending these things to Peking in the next two days. "Mr. Lu said, "This Beiping is different from ours outside the customs. There are noble children everywhere, and there are not ten fingers to count the famous restaurants, and there are even cooks from Suzhou, Hangzhou and Yangzhou. "

Mr. Lu pointed at the tables, chairs and benches in the lobby, talking about what kind of wood they were made of, and how many years the shelf had been placed.

Jiang Chengde stood next to Mr. Lu and listened to him quietly. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, turned his head and looked outside the door, and asked, "Mr. Lu, when will this plaque be removed?"

"Plaque?" Mr. Lu also looked out of the door, "It's just two days, the plaques have to be delivered in the first batch. This plaque is the signboard of Taifeng Building, so..."

Mr. Lu seemed to realize something, and suddenly stopped.

"Bohe, when removing the plaque, do you want to..." Mr. Lu looked at Jiang Chengde.

"I will invite my father." Jiang Chengde looked outside the door, as if he could see the plaque hanging outside through the door and window, "He was not there when the plaque was sold, but he must be there when the plaque was removed."