Chapter 41: Delicious Char Siu

  However, Zhao Xiūcái let out a bitter laugh and used his sleeve to wipe away the tears in his eyes, saying to Jiang Feng:

  "Boss, we can't take our eyes off them. Although these workers are diligent in their work, they don't quite understand the blueprint. I have to follow them around and explain it to them all the time. I think after a few days, things will get better and they'll become more familiar with it."

  Among these people, Zhao Xiuciai and Jiang Feng spent the most time together. As a well-read person who has seen the world, Jiang Feng, a product of modern society with an information explosion, is willing to chat more with Zhao Xiuciai about anything, so some things came up.

  Zhao Xiūcái was able to execute it relatively smoothly, while the rest of the people were completely in the dark. The two chatted idly for a few sentences, and suddenly saw something in Jiang Feng's hand, curiously asking:

  "What's this?"

  "Go to Liu Xiansheng's house to keep watch, bring some food and a hand warmer, so as not to suffer from hunger and cold."

  After finishing speaking, Jiang Feng walked around in a circle, pointed and spoke to the people beside him for a few sentences, carried things out of the door, but just as he reached the entrance, he turned his head back to say to Wang Zhanggui:

  "Old Wang, let Baozi prepare first, don't be caught off guard five days later."

  Wang Zhanggui hastily stood up and responded, secretly shocked in his heart. The new master of Huifeng Tower remembered everything clearly, not an easy person to fool.

  Although it was said that we should arrive at Liu Xue's house at dawn, the beauty of Wen Rou Xiang made people want to get up early. Today, as usual, they arrived late. The gate of Liu Xue's mansion was naturally closed tightly, but since they had experience from yesterday, if the door wouldn't open, then climbing over the wall would do.

  He tossed what was in his hand over the wall, took a step forward, and just as he was about to turn around, he heard someone at the gate clearing their throat.

  "General, let's go through the front door, the bricks on the wall are unstable."

  A sudden sentence almost made Jiang Feng fall off the wall, and he walked past the gate with some embarrassment, only to see that the person at the door was Liu Zheng, who he had met yesterday, wearing a half-old servant uniform today, smiling at Jiang Feng at the door.

  Looking at the other's white teeth, slender fingers, and delicate face, Jiang Feng couldn't help but wonder if it was a woman disguised as a man. He then stared intently at the other's chest, which was already flat as a plain. Liu Zheng looked at Jiang Feng's gaze.

  Suddenly he became somewhat enraged and scolded loudly there:

  "Staring at a man over there who's randomly looking around."

  His voice was hoarse, and Jiang Feng suddenly dispelled the idea that his opponent was a woman in men's clothing. He shook his head and walked through the gate, but at this moment, he suddenly thought of a joke and laughed to himself. Liu Zheng was quite curious and followed behind him, saying:

  "General, what's so funny?"

  Jiang Feng ignored him and walked into the courtyard to pick up his luggage. Liu Zheng followed closely behind, saying:

  "What are you laughing at, General? Tell me, don't keep it in."

  Jiang Feng was getting impatient and coldly said:

  "Hey kid, can you understand the joke I'm telling? What's the point if you don't get it? Listen up, 'Since Li X Spring, boys and girls are all the same.' How about that? Can you get it?"

  This involves a modern vicious joke of some super selection program, naturally Liu Zheng didn't understand, with a confused expression on his face. Jiang Feng ignored him and walked into the small house with satisfaction, not expecting that half-grown child Liu Zheng followed in again. Jiang Feng opened the package, took out the small hand warmer, pulled out the copper tube from his pocket, which was filled with paper coal, blew it red, and ignited the ignition material inside the hand warmer.

  On one side, he blew fiercely for a few mouthfuls, and the charcoal inside slowly turned red. Jiang Feng casually placed several oil-paper packages on top of the hand warmer.

  Unexpectedly, Liu Zheng's resentful spirit followed again, and Jiang Feng suddenly became a little angry. However, he thought for a moment that the Prime Minister was in front of him, and this might be the future seven-product official, so it's better not to offend him. He suppressed his anger and opened his mouth with difficulty to persuade:

  "Little brother, there must be many things to attend to at Lord Liu's residence. If you linger here, won't you be scolded by your superiors?"

  The other party responded very concisely and directly sat down on that broken chair, staring at the food being roasted on the hand warmer.

  "What's the big deal? I washed clothes yesterday, isn't cooking all that's left?"

  Jiang Feng was indeed helpless against this person, and the two of them quietly watched as the oil paper package on the hand warmer slowly emitted a tempting fragrance. Before long, Jiang Feng picked up the oil paper package, carefully opened it, and several chicken wings temptingly appeared inside.

  The food of the Ming Dynasty was not particular about delicacy, but rather because of the prosperity of commerce and handicrafts, it went in a deformed direction. For example, the famous upper, middle and lower three kinds of banquet tables at the end of the Ming Dynasty were determined by the number of sheep killed and the amount of sheep's lips used, just like now when it doesn't matter whether something tastes good or not.

  But it must be expensive, only by spending more money can the grade and level of this dish be reflected. Jiang Feng is a professional school graduate after all, and in modern times, he likes to cook for himself as a treat. The era is different from the natural one. In the morning, use honey and soy sauce with various seasonings, and smoke out the BBQ chicken wings.

  In the morning when she got up to cook, the fragrance had already made Su Guanxue drool. After taking a bite, her sister Guanxue, who originally had some hostility towards Jiang Feng, surprisingly called out "brother-in-law" with a blush. This was too much, and Jiang Feng was still delighted about it now.

  Honey sauce cha siu, this is a purely Qing dynasty Cantonese eating method that naturally wouldn't exist in the mid-Ming dynasty. As the temperature of the hand warmer gradually rises, the cha siu on top also slowly releases its enchanting aroma, a sweet fragrance wafting through the small room.

  Liu Zheng opposite him kept sniffing his nose, swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, Jiang Feng picked up the chopsticks he was carrying with him and prepared to take action. Liu Zheng on the other side couldn't care about scalding his hands, stretched out his slender fingers and pinched one, scalded himself and sucked in air, but still brought it to his mouth, took a bite and came down.

  The culinary skills from now on are truly extraordinary, Liu Zheng chewed for a few moments, and the whole person was excited, then quickly eliminated the food in his hand, and reached out to grab again.

  Jiang Feng suddenly became anxious, shouting in his mouth:

  "My goodness, don't move, you scoundrel! Don't you know what politeness is?"

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