59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

Ouyang Feng pestered Chen Feng and begged, "Brother Xiaofeng, please help us cook dinner. Don't let my dad do it."

Ouyang Qing's eyes lit up and he said, "Yes, I can't let my father do it."

Ouyang Jie looked at the two traitors with a sad face. Fortunately, his wife and little son had not returned yet, otherwise he would have been so embarrassed.

Chen Feng laughed.

"Okay, I'll make you a slightly spicy pickled conch."

Spicy pickled conch meat is a bit similar to making braised meat. Pour in special ingredients, boil water, pour in the conch meat and cook for 8 minutes, then take out the conch and mix it with chili, mashed garlic, water, etc.

Heat it in a separate pot, sprinkle with a layer of chili oil, and let it sit for half an hour to absorb the flavor.

The texture and taste are a bit like braised pig's trotters.

Chen Feng was working in the kitchen while Ouyang Qing was beside him recording the process in a notebook. Ouyang Feng was eating some candy and putting his feet up to look at the coal stove.

Ouyang Jie felt the most comfortable. He simply let Chen Feng process the conch meat while he lay down in the living room to rest.

"Xiao Feng, the blue and white porcelain is on the coffee table, please be careful not to drop it."

Smelling the aroma, he quickly fell asleep.

When he felt he couldn't breathe and opened his eyes, he saw his second son pinching his nose.

"Daddy, eat meat!"

Ouyang Feng moved aside. On the coffee table was a plate of cooked conch meat.

Ouyang Qing has already picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

"Girls can't be kept at home when they grow up. It's my son who loves his father."

I looked back at the kitchen and found that no one was there.

"Where's Xiaofeng?"

Ouyang Qing put down his chopsticks and said, "Cook more than ten pounds of conch meat. After you see that I have learned it, I will go back."

Ouyang Jie was surprised and said, "You did it too, didn't you waste a lot?"

He was a little worried about his conch meat.

"Dad, I did a good job this time!" Ouyang Qing said very dissatisfiedly.

Ouyang Feng also nodded and said, "Dad, this is made by my sister. It's delicious."

Ouyang Jie ate a piece of conch meat, his eyes lit up, and he gave his daughter a thumbs up.

"Not bad, really good, haha, my daughter can cook now, who will dare to say that my Ah Qingye is a man of both civil and military talents?"

Seeing how greedy my son was, I gave him another piece.

Ouyang Qing smiled awkwardly.

Making spicy pickled conch meat is quite simple. Just pour the seasonings that Chen Feng prepared for her, boil it in water for 8 minutes, then wash the pot, sprinkle another layer of seasonings on it, and heat it until smoking.

Isn’t it just adding seasonings and washing the pot? What’s the technical difficulty?

However, the seasonings Chen Feng gave could only be used to fry 30 kilograms, and he would ask his second uncle to send the rest in a few days.

After eating several pieces of meat in a row, Ouyang Jie finally thought of something.

"Didn't this kid cook noodles?"

"I haven't cooked the noodles yet. I made conch meat buns instead. They'll take half an hour to be ready." Ouyang Qing said, glancing at the wall clock in the room.

"No, where does the flour come from to make buns?" Ouyang Jie said in surprise.

"He took it out himself."

Chen Feng held the blue and white porcelain in one hand and controlled the bicycle back with the other.

Although Uncle Ouyang doesn't care about the value of blue and white porcelain, he can't really take advantage of it.

It's the state-owned antique purchasing station in Liulichang. For an official kiln blue and white porcelain like this, you have to pay at least a hundred yuan.

So he took out more than ten pounds of flour in one go, deliberately mixed it with corn flour, and made a few baskets of buns for the Ouyang family.

When I returned to the yard, I saw the little girl sitting at the door, playing with mud by herself.

Ring the bicycle bell.

The ringing sound attracted her attention.

"Cauldron!"

Chen Li dropped the clay pigeon in her hand and ran over with her short legs.

Chen Feng stopped the car in time, squatted down and pinched his sister's little face.

"Are you good at home?"

"Lily is the best!"

"Well, fine. I'll reward you with a roasted bird!"

He took out a roasted bird wrapped in paper from his "backpack". He had roasted some of them during the few days he spent studying acupuncture at his uncle's house. There were more than a dozen of them, all sealed up.

"Ah!"

"Roast bird!"

The little girl cried out with joy, grasping the paper covering the roasted bird with both hands, and dancing around in circles.

"Eat the meat if you have it, don't make a fuss."

The old lady came out of the yard and took Chen Li back.

"Go back and wash your hands first."

Chen Feng pushed his bicycle in and took out six roasted birds from his bag.

"Grandma, you and Grandpa should eat one while it's still hot. Dinner will take a while."

The old lady held the little girl down, washed her hands with hot water, and wiped the dirt off her face. She shook her head and said, "Let's forget it. Let's all come back and eat together."

After washing her clean, I let her eat the barbecue.

"Are these porcelain and medical books for your grandfather?" asked the old lady.

Chen Feng nodded and recounted the history of medical books and porcelain.

The old lady took the porcelain and medical books away from the old man.

Soon the courtyard was filled with the old man's triumphant laughter, mixed with the old lady's disgusted voice.

Chen Li took the roasted bird meat, sat on a small stool, and ate it seriously.

When she was eating, the only thing in her eyes was the meat in her hand, and nothing else.

Take a bite and chew it with joy.

Chen Feng had prepared dinner before Chen Hao and Hu Bayi came back.

"Why, there are no make-up classes now?"

"Brother, can we eat the bird?" Chen Hao almost drooled at the roasted bird meat covered with a plate on the dining table.

The little girl hadn't finished eating yet, and his low IQ told him that the three plates on the table must be roasted bird meat.

Hu Ba Ding was still strong and was not fooled by the flesh. He replied: "Teacher Ran is preparing to get married these days. Grandpa Guan said it is not appropriate to meet. We can only do so after the wedding."

Chen Feng was shocked.

Did Shan really convince the Ran family to marry their daughter off these days?

What a skill!

"Is there anything else?"

Hu Bayi thought for a moment and said, "A family has come to our yard. They are the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau. Their surname is Wang. They moved in a few days ago. His son Wang Kaixuan is in the same class with us. Recently, he has become Chen Hao's younger brother and follower."

"You shamelessly follow us and eat steamed buns every day."

Uh, Fatty Wang became Chen Hao’s follower?

Chen Feng looked at his brother, who was almost drooling, with a strange look.

Why are all these people heading to Nanluoguxiang?

Chen Feng didn't know that the number of apartment buildings in the old city has always been in short supply. Every time a new building is built, before the quota is determined, countless units, institutions, and enterprises come to grab the quota.

But now it is winter and the temperature is too low, which is not suitable for building slab buildings (due to construction technology limitations, cement easily freezes in winter, causing safety hazards to the walls. In this era, cement houses are generally not built in the north in winter).

Therefore, the families of officials who were transferred to the old city after November had no collective buildings to live in, and most of them had to make do with courtyard houses.

Wait until there is an empty house and then move there.

Of course, the houses will not be allocated randomly, and priority will definitely be given to locations with better living environments.

Nanluoguxiang is undoubtedly the best area.

To the east is the Sijiucheng Dongcheng Branch, to the southeast is the Dongcheng District Government, to the south is Wangfujing Street, and to the west is a park. The location is really amazing!

"Strange, it's been so long since Yi Zhonghai was dealt with, what is Lao Guan waiting for?"

When the rice is cooked and the dishes are ready, the family is complete.

Chen Jianguo secretly slipped him something.

Chen Feng took it and looked at it, his eyes were full of yellow light!

A golden revolver.