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

Stir-fried venison, venison bone chicken soup, grilled venison steaks, grilled venison skewers...

There are two coal stoves, one for frying meat and making soup, and the other for grilling meat continuously.

The old lady and Zhou Qing were skewering the meat, Chen Hao was frying it, Chen Feng was in charge of grilling it, and Chen Li was in charge of swallowing her saliva.

If Chen Feng hadn't stopped her, the little girl's lips might have fallen into the barbecue.

After grilling several skewers of venison, Chen Feng gave one to Chen Li so that the little girl wouldn't be unable to resist getting close to the grill.

"Thank you, cauldron."

Holding a long skewer of venison, he stayed away from the coal stove and sat quietly, eating the kebab in small bites.

According to the records in Qianjin Fang, Chen Feng also put some Chinese patent medicine into the deer bone and chicken soup. These were the health-preserving medicinal materials stored in the old man’s house.

Under the heat released by the coal balls, the kitchen was filled with the aroma of orange peel and shallots.

There was constant wind and snow outside, but the cold was blocked by the heat from the kitchen.

"It's a pity there is no ginseng, otherwise it would be perfect." The old man came in holding a jar of tiger bone wine. When he smelled the medicinal aroma of the deer bone soup in the coal stove, he naturally knew what was missing.

Chen Hao looked at his old man's wine jar and asked curiously, "Grandpa, did you put deer blood in this wine?"

The old man glanced at him and said, "Of course, no."

Deer blood and tiger bone wine needs to be left to sit for more than a day before it can be consumed.

Chen Li looked at her grandfather and asked coquettishly, "Grandpa, do you want to drink blood?"

"Uh." The old man wanted to explain.

This is wine, not blood.

The little girl asked expectantly, "Grandpa, is it delicious?"

"You can't drink!" The old man's words shattered the cunning little girl's dream.

After everything was ready, Chen Jianjun packed a plate of stir-fried venison and a bowl of venison and chicken soup into the lunch box and rode his bicycle quickly to Chen Jianguo's home.

"Are you hungry? How about some kebabs first?"

It was almost seven o'clock, more than an hour after the normal dinner time.

The two younger ones nodded immediately.

"Grandma, I'm hungry!"

The old lady smiled and gave them a few skewers.

"Thank you grandma!"

The playfulness and cuteness of his two granddaughters and grandson made the old man very happy.

In less than ten minutes, Chen Jianjun came back.

"Okay, let's eat."

The old man and Chen Jianjun and his son were drinking some wine, and everyone had a bowl of meat soup to whet their appetite.

"What's wrong? The soup doesn't taste good?" Chen Feng saw that his brother and sister didn't drink much, and thought they didn't like the soup with Chinese medicine added.

"Brother, it's delicious."

"Delicious."

"So how do you drink this?"

Chen Feng smiled and gave a piece of cartilage from his bowl to his younger sister.

"whee."

The two little guys looked at the kebabs on the table together.

Come on, I'm going to eat more barbecue.

"Okay, if you want to eat, just help yourself."

After getting Chen Feng's permission, the adult and the child plucked up their courage and went to get the barbecue at the same time.

Chen Hao likes to eat roasted pork tendons, while Chen Li prefers roasted deer fat.

The old man and the old lady like broth with Chinese medicine.

After dinner, Chen Feng, the old lady, and Zhou Qing processed some of the venison and made it into braised venison, stewed meat, dried venison, etc.

Deer meat in sauce is a cold dish in northern China. Deer meat is fragrant, nutritious and good for health.

After it was ready, Zhou Qing took a bowl and sent it to Sha Zhu's house next door.

Chen Hao said seriously: "Brother, do you want us to help you taste it?"

It would be a sign of his sincerity if he could stop glancing at the meat in the bowl.

"Yes, yes."

Chen Li was also nodding her head. Even though her belly was bulging, she wanted to eat the prepared braised pork again when she saw it.

“Not this time.”

Chen Feng smiled and pinched both of their faces.

They had eaten enough meat and could not eat any more.

The next morning, Chen Hao drank three bowls of sweet potato porridge with braised pork.

After eating, Chen Feng took more than ten kilograms of braised meat and stewed meat and went to Guan Shan’s house.

Yesterday's heavy snow raised the ground level by several centimetres, but the wind and snow died down again in the morning.

However, Chen Feng saw that everyone was very happy on the road, because the more snow there was in February, the more water could be stored for agriculture, which was beneficial for farming.

"Teacher, this is venison. You can eat a little with every meal, but don't eat too much. It has Chinese medicine added to it, which is very good for replenishing qi and blood."

"Ah."

As for Shan, he is still the same as before, usually quiet and doesn't like to talk much.

"Nothing, I went to the Broken Hou's house."

"Well, let's go."

Compared to Guan Shan, Polan Hou talks much more.

He first smelled the braised meat, then pinched the braised meat to feel its elasticity, with a look of delight on his face.

"This smells so good, why didn't you bring it here earlier? I already ate two bowls of porridge."

Chen Feng took out three soda bottles, two of which were filled with tiger bone and deer blood wine prepared by the old man, and one was filled with juice that Chen Feng mixed with well water and grape juice.

"I want to eat too, Master Hou!"

"By the way, what kind of meat is this?" asked Hou Polan.

"No way, you can't recognize what kind of meat this is even though you can smell it?"

Chen Feng thought that the old man had already figured out that it was venison. Like the Guan family, the Hou family must have been wealthy during the Republic of China.

As a rare breed among the old people, while other old people exchanged their property for money and food, and their sons did not feel bad about selling their grandfather's land, these two of them not only did not resell their billions of properties, but instead lived on coarse food and saved money to exchange for antiques.

The good old days must be vividly remembered.

Hou Polan pinched a little meat with his fingers and put it in his mouth to taste it, but he didn't say anything for a long time.

"Forget it, I won't embarrass you. I found the venison on the mountain yesterday and cooked it last night." Chen Feng put his hands on his waist and said proudly, "How about it? I am loyal enough. I will send it to you as soon as it is cooked."

"So loyal!"

The Broken Marquis smiled and said, "But it would be nice if there were more. I have some friends who are in great need of deer kidneys, deer penises, deer marrow, and the like."

Chen Feng shook his head and said, "You are too late. My grandfather took the deer kidney and deer penis to give to his comrades."

After the old man finished his meal early in the morning, he carried these things, sat on the tricycle, and Chen Jianjun rode out.

"Oh, that's right. Good things like this have always been popular in the city."

The Broken Marquis asked, "You must still have some venison, right? If you want to exchange it for something better, you can come to me at night and I'll help you move it out."

"I've been waiting for you to say this, Old Hou."

Chen Feng patted his shoulder happily.

I stayed at the ruined Hou family's house for the whole morning, asking him for some knowledge about antiques and Chinese painting techniques, and left at around eleven o'clock.

After Chen Feng left, Chen Yulou, who was hiding in the house, came out and grabbed the marinated venison on the table with his hands accurately.

Hou Lan was stunned for a few seconds.

"You can hear the location of the bowl through the wall?"

Chen Yulou smiled and said, "I don't know what happened, but I can see some light now. Although I still can't see clearly, it's very blurry, but I can roughly distinguish the bowl and bottle."

"When did it happen?" asked Marquis Paola in surprise.

Chen Yulou thought: "It didn't get better immediately, but it changed little by little. At first there was light, and then it became clearer. Maybe I can restore my vision in the future."