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

"Don't prepare a bowl for me. I don't want to eat."

Chen Feng saw Chen Hao take out seven bowls and reminded him with a smile.

"Brother, how can you not eat?" Hu Bayi said a little embarrassedly: "How about you eat something?"

"I will not eat."

Chen Feng doesn't like to eat canned food of this era. It's not that the taste is bad, but the oranges, apples, grapes, etc. grown in space taste better and contain richer energy substances.

"Brother, you should eat something, otherwise we will be embarrassed."

Wang Kaixuan said very hypocritically.

This guy is very shameless.

But he did not eat for nothing. These days, he helped Chen Hao and Hu Bayi. According to Chen Feng's method, he broke up all the coal blocks of the Chen family and mixed them with yellow mud to make cylinders.

They also used sticks to poke holes in the coal and made honeycomb coal by hand.

In addition, he is also responsible for teasing the little girl.

"You're still embarrassed!" Chen Feng said jokingly, "Your face is thicker than the wall of Tiananmen Square, right?"

Chen Hao took the can and divided it into six bowls, then took two bowls to the old man. Of course, the old man and his family would not eat canned food.

If someone has any good things at home, they are usually left to the children.

Hu Bayi poured some sugar water for the little girl.

“Big pot, delicious!”

Chen Li held her small bowl and a spoon.

Two cans of food only have about 500 to 600 milliliters in total, or even less, so it only takes a few mouthfuls for six people to share.

But even if it was just one bite, they ate it with great excitement.

"Haozi, I've finished eating, give me some."

"roll!"

"No, just give me a sip of water."

Chen Hao walked away holding the bowl.

Fatty Wang looked at Hu Bayi, and Hu Bayi held up the bowl for him to see.

The little fat man glanced at Chen Li.

Chen Li sat on a kitchen stool, sipping sweet water, her short legs swaying, completely unaware of the little glutton's prying eyes.

"If you don't want to get beaten, you'd better not share her." Hu Bayi stopped him.

When Zhang Haixing came in, she saw Chen Li standing by the stove, watching Chen Feng preparing the marinade, while the old lady, Hu Bayi, and Fatty Wang used hot water to wash the pig's head, pig's feet, etc.

The blood of wild boar meat must be removed, which is a necessary step to ensure the taste and flavor.

But for things like pig ears, you just need to remove the hair and wash them.

The weather is too cold now, and the water in the water tank sometimes freezes overnight.

If you don't want to frostbite your hands, you have to mix it with boiling water.

A kettle of boiling water was not enough. Dozens of kilograms of meat had to be washed with hot water several times. Chen Hao was responsible for pouring and carrying water out.

"What are you going to do, you pighead?"

"The pig's head and trotters are made into braised meat, the pig's ears are stir-fried, and the pig's thighs are saved to be mixed with other meats and stir-fried."

Every time Chen Feng said something, the four little ones swallowed their saliva.

Zhang Haixing walked over, lowered her head, smelled the marinade, and praised in a very professional manner, "It tastes good."

The female dark cooking god advised: "You should add some cooking wine, wild boar meat is very fishy."

Chen Feng smiled and nodded.

He ignored her completely.

Zhang Haixing is a kitchen killer and a master of dark cuisine. If you listen to her lies, the food she makes is definitely a scam.

The marinade he prepared was carefully planned by him.

Seeing Chen Feng nod, Zhang Haixing was very satisfied.

I patted him on the shoulder and said, "Help me stew the ten pounds of meat. If you stew it well, I will give you a few paintings by Qi Baishi."

"no problem!"

Zhang Haixing came over to take a look, left a painting of running horses by Xu Beihong to Chen Feng, and then went back.

Xu Beihong was also a famous painter in the Republic of China and the new society. He was particularly good at painting horses, just as Qi Baishi was good at painting shrimps.

After the 21st century, his paintings started selling for several million yuan.

In the evening, Chen Jianguo brought Lou Xiao'e back with him, carrying three Quanjude roast ducks, a roast rabbit and four bottles of Xinghuacun wine.

The roast duck and roast rabbit are still hot.

The price of three roast ducks alone is equivalent to one month's salary for an ordinary worker.

"Dad, Ge Zi brought four bottles of good wine from home specifically for you. This rabbit was also made by the Lou family's chef. It's real Tan family barbecue."

The old man actually did not agree with Chen Jianguo marrying Lou Xiao'e, but he also did not agree with abandoning a woman.

It makes him feel so uncomfortable.

Chen Jianguo has been trying to please the old man a lot recently, and he often brings back wine and meat.

"Aunt White Rabbit!"

Chen Li saw Lou Xiaoe and ran over cheering.

Lou Xiao'e couldn't help but smile bitterly, took out a small bag of White Rabbit candy, and said, "Don't call me White Rabbit, or I won't bring you any delicious food next time."

Chen Li nodded her little head rapidly.

"Uh-huh, no."

Seeing Lou Xiao'e giving the small bag to her sister, the younger sister smiled happily, and Chen Feng shook his head.

There is no doubt that the little girl will continue to shout like this next time.

This girl is very picky when it comes to eating!

"Hello, Second Aunt!"

Lou Xiao'e gave him another packet.

"Xiao Feng, who is this?"

She still had one pack left, which she was going to give to Chen Feng.

Fatty Wang was taken back by his mother, twisting his ears.

He could shamelessly stay to eat, but his mother wouldn't agree.

"Hu Bayi, General Hu's only son and Chen Hao's half-brother." Chen Feng said with a smile.

"Ah?" Lou Xiao'e felt a little dizzy.

"Don't listen to his nonsense." Chen Jianguo gave the last packet in her hand to Hu Bayi.

"From now on, call me Second Aunt, or Second Mother, okay?"

“I know!”*3.

Lou Xiao'e blushed and Chen Jianguo was very satisfied.

"Big pot, you eat."

Chen Li took out a White Rabbit and held it high.

Chen Feng shook his head and touched his sister's forehead.

"Eat it yourself."

"Uncle, I'll get a roast duck."

He put a roast duck into a lunch box and carried the lunch box to the Hou family's house.

Chen Jianguo just thought that he was going to give it to Guan Yushan, and did not object.

Although he brought back the roast duck, Guan Shan was half of Chen Feng's master, so he saw nothing wrong in giving it over.

Only the old man felt something was wrong.

Chen Feng had given away mountain fish and meat before, but he would not give away things brought back by other family members, including tiger bone wine, which was only given to Sha Zhu after he gave instructions.

Hou Paolan was having dinner at that time. Chen Feng glanced at the two pairs of chopsticks and two wine glasses on the table.

"My second uncle's future daughter-in-law gave it to me. I brought it to you."

The Broken Marquis pointed to the side door and asked, "Who is your second uncle's future wife?"

Chen Feng said: "Lou Bancheng's daughter."

The smile on the ragged Marquis' face disappeared, and he said seriously, "Are you kidding?"

Chen Feng nodded.

"Hey, is your grandfather getting old and confused? Or is your second uncle just like my daughter, and is determined to marry her?"

The Marquis of Paolan had a daughter, but despite his strong opposition, she resolutely married the son of his enemy.

Even if the relationship between father and daughter is broken and they never see each other again until they die.

It is also because of this that Meng Xiaoxing, who was staying at Hou's house in the original plot, claimed to be his goddaughter and wanted to inherit his billions of assets.

"I think both." Chen Feng said with a smile.

Marquis Paola frowned slightly but said nothing, considering how to persuade him.

He is a smart man with a sensible mind. He doesn't want to see Chen Feng's family get into trouble in the future, but as an outsider, it is not easy to say this out loud.

After all, it is better to destroy ten temples than to destroy a marriage.

"Being with the one you love is also a kind of happiness, isn't it?"

Chen Feng said indifferently: "As a family, we all support him."

Hou Paolan thought about the old man's character and nodded with a complicated expression.

"Maybe you are right!"