Life is a Game

While holding Zhang Guanghang to continue to the vegetable market, Xia Muzhen casually knocked sideways.

"Xiao Hang, have you ever seen someone else make a blessing ... Lo ... Shafro chicken?" Xia Muyi asked.

"Yes, I've seen my dad and Uncle Adrien do it before," Zhang Guanghang replied.

"The master test you, do you remember how to do it?" Xia Muzhen went straight into the subject, it is too difficult to have a student out of nowhere, he must have some reference information to compile this dish.

"I don't remember much." Zhang Guanghang shook his head. "It seems to be frying the chicken, then ... then pouring the beef soup and drying it, then ... then I don't remember."

Zhang Guanghang was totally unaware of Xia Muzhen's real intention, thinking that Xia Muzhen just wanted to test him.

Xia Muyi stopped talking, and continued to move forward silently, watching his expression as if thinking about what it was like to cook the chicken with beef soup after frying the chicken. The master and apprentice were so tall, short, and old A little, holding hands, went to a vegetable market like a large market.

Jiang Feng, a bigger vegetable market, has seen it, and Jiang Feng, a more complete vegetable market, has also seen it, but this is the first time that Jiang Feng, a large and complete variety, is cluttered like a roadside stall. see.

Not only housewives come to buy vegetables, but also middle-aged men who are chefs and ordinary people who have little experience in buying vegetables at a glance. A group of people pick and choose at the vegetable stalls, bargain, and various voices are mixed together. The child constitutes this buzzing downtown. It is no wonder that Xia Muzhen came to visit a vegetable market of this size. He could n’t buy good food at this level without order.

"Grand-père, Plectropomusleopardus!" Zhang Guanghang pointed at an eastern star spot swimming in a water tank.

Xia Muzhen glanced at Dongxingban and said, "That's Dongxingban."

"Eastern Star Spot." Zhang Guanghang repeated it and started learning Chinese ingredients today.

"Grand-père, matsutake."

"Matsutake, don't buy this today."

"Grand-père, mérou!"

"That's the rock, the cormorant, the grouper." Xia Mudi was immediately attracted by the grouper, and after going forward to negotiate with the grouper selling the grouper, he successfully won the big one, two and two in the pot. Grouper.

"Is this your grandson? Which country is half-blooded? Is it the United States? My daughter is thinking about going abroad all day long. She wakes up early in the morning every day and carries the English words on the balcony." The hawker is new and does not know Xia Mu Yan.

"My apprentice, French." Xia Mu shouted.

"Receiving a foreigner as an apprentice, you are always awesome, but which country is France and is it next to the United States?" The hawker asked, his eyes kept on Zhang Guanghang. Although occasionally you can see foreigners walking on the road, this is the first time he has seen a foreigner.

Xia Muyi thought that where I knew where France was, he said, "Maybe."

Such a large passenger flow, high population density, bustling, a little accidentally walking when the front foot touches the heel of another person or shoulder rubbing the arm of the person next to it, Xia Muyi and Zhang Guanghang, a Chinese-French merger The old and young combination is undoubtedly extremely eye-catching.

Xia Muyi led Zhang Guanghang around the vegetable market quickly, and found no ingredients other than grouper that could make his eyes shine. Fenyuan, like other restaurants, has a fixed food supplier. The reason why Xia Muyi insists on visiting the vegetable market every day is to pass the time. By the way, take exercise and take a walk.

"Grand-père, lacrevette." Zhang Guanghang tugged Xia Muyi's sleeve lightly, and stretched his fingers toward the live shrimp in the bowl in front of the aquatic hawker.

"Want to eat shrimp?" Xia Muyi asked.

Zhang Guanghang nodded.

"What else do you want to eat? Today, on your birthday, you order, as long as the Master of the Master ’s Association will make it for you." Xia Muyi is a rare generosity and good temper, "Do you want Wanfu to eat meat? Master shows you a hand today, Make you court blessing meat. "

"Eat." Zhang Guanghang nodded. "There are still sugar candies."

"I know, I won't buy you without the candy gourd. If there is any chicken that kills you, go ahead and pick the ingredients for that chicken. Let's buy shrimp when we come back." Xia Mu Yan pressed the bridge of his nose with a headache. He still hasn't figured out how to make that chicken. "Then I will take you to Tailor Zhao to make new clothes at night. Your head is too fast. Yes, the clothes I made last month are short again. "

Listening to Xia Muyi's grunts and complaints, Zhang Guanghang greeted him with a big smile and said loudly: "Grand-père, jet '!"

"Be quiet, I'm not too old to hear. What you just said, oh, forget it, go back next month, you talk to your mother, don't just ask the make-up teacher to make up what mathematical English ... you learn English Please also ask a Chinese teacher to supplement your Chinese. You will have to guess the meaning of this Chinese sentence in French. Where I can guess, it will be a foreign crime for a lot of years. "Xia Muyi Lead Zhang Guanghang to buy the ingredients of Saffron Chicken.

Jiang Feng was standing next to the hawker stall selling shrimps. The flower lobster on his next stall was in front of him. Due to the ingredients and technical difficulties, Jiang Feng had never tried soup lobster, and he had never seen a flower lobster.

It was so easy to see alive, although it was in memory, Jiang Feng couldn't help but look twice.

"The relationship between grandpa and grandson just now is so good." A middle-aged man with glasses dressed as a scholar talked to the hawker while picking shrimp.

"Grandson? That child is not his grandson. That was his apprentice last year. Master Xia is a cook, the one who opened the Fenyuan Garden. Do you know Fenyuan Garden? That is the private restaurant in the two alleys. The hawker selling shrimp was obviously very familiar with Xia Muzhen, even Zhang Guanghang knew about this apprentice he received last year.

"Apprentice?" The middle-aged man snapped. "The kid just said Grandpa, I love you."

This time it was Jiang Feng's turn to hold the hawker.

"Do you know French? You must have heard it wrong, the child is his apprentice, not his grandson." The hawker said.

"How could I be mistaken? The kid just said ~ www.readwn.com ~ means Grandpa, there is only one word in French ..."

Jiang Feng originally wanted to stay there and listen to the explanation of the middle-aged man. The invisible air wall slammed into his back and knocked him directly to the ground.

As soon as they looked up, Zhang Guanghang and Xia Muyi had already gone. Jiang Feng can only get up quickly and run forward. If he is hit by an air wall while falling to the ground, this situation is no different from a person being tied to a chair and being whipped.

Jiang Feng hasn't experienced this feeling of being whipped by the air wall for a long time.

Running to catch up with Zhang Guanghang's pace, when Jiang Feng ran behind them, Xia Muzhen still said that Zhang Guanghang just mentioned a few words in French from time to time in Chinese.

"I keep hearing about what dragons and peas, what does that mean?" Xia Muyi asked.

"Grand-père?"

"Yes, yes, what kind of movie does this mean?"

Zhang Guanghang was silent for a moment and replied, "Master."

"Ok?"

"That's what Master meant." Zhang Guanghang said firmly.

"Call Master in the future, and use what I understand, what you call me, I don't know what you're calling me." Xia Muzhen let go of Zhang Guanghang's hand, "OK, go pick Let me show you what I want to buy. I do n’t know the name and do n’t speak French. I went ahead and cut two pieces of pork belly. I just saw that the meat on the stall was quite fresh. It should have been killed this morning. Something shouted at me. "

After speaking, Xia Muzhen walked towards the meat stall in front.

Zhang Guanghang nodded reluctantly, drumming his face into a puffer fish.

Regarding such atrocious acts of blatantly deceiving Master, Jiang Feng can only show that Mr. Xia Lao still lost the culture.

And it is a very sweet and happy loss.