59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang

At around 8 o'clock in the morning, the crab soup dumplings came out of the oven.

The white steam was rolling up, and the smell of meat and shallots filled the kitchen.

Chen Feng took out the roasted sweet potatoes and potatoes, only four.

Because they were covered with dirt, Zhou Jing asked in surprise: "Xiao Feng, are you making beggar chicken?"

"What nonsense are you talking about! Where did the chicken come from?" Auntie said with a smile: "It must be sweet potatoes."

Chen Feng smiled and nodded, then handed the four foods wrapped in dirt to his two cousins.

"There are two sweet potatoes and two potatoes in here, Dinghai, the dirt is still very hot, you have to be careful, you can use the back of the knife to slowly break it open." He carefully instructed.

Zhou Dinghai quickly picked up the knife, but Zhou Fubo was a little slow, so he had to use chopsticks.

Peel off the outer layer of yellow mud to reveal the leaves inside, and peel off a few layers of burnt leaves, and you will get the sweet potatoes and potatoes that you washed before.

This method is the same as beggar's chicken.

Use the good heat conduction of the soil to ensure that the sweet potatoes and potatoes will not be burnt.

The consequence of doing this is that it will take a long time to bake, but it will not waste food.

"Cousin, which one do you want to eat?" Zhou Dinghai asked, looking at the food in front of him.

Chen Feng smiled slightly and replied, "Of course I choose meat buns! But these are specially made for you."

"Ah?"

When Zhou Dinghai and Zhou Fubo heard this, their faces instantly became painful.

Who would not choose buns first if they could eat meat buns?

But roasted sweet potatoes, I also want to eat them!

Seeing this, Zhou Jing on the side couldn't help but gloat and said, "Haha, you can't waste it. These four must be eaten up, otherwise they won't taste good when they get cold."

"Dad..." Zhou Dinghai made a bitter face and tried to beg.

"Don't call me dad, it's useless even if you call me grandpa!"

Grandpa felt offended and snorted, "Who said it's useless? You eat two, and they each have one."

Now it was Zhou Jing's turn to be miserable.

Regardless of whether he agreed or not, the two cousins ​​quickly gave the big sweet potato to their father and left the two small potatoes for themselves.

In this way, they can eat a lot of buns.

Zhou Jing licked his face and looked at his wife.

Aunt sighed and took a sweet potato.

When they took the first bite, their eyes changed slightly.

"This sweet potato is so sweet, different from the roasted sweet potatoes I used to have."

Zhou Dinghai also took the time to say: "I think mine is also delicious! So fragrant!"

Hearing this, Zhou Jing finally couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked: "Xiao Feng, is there any secret recipe for roasted sweet potatoes?"

Chen Feng shook his head gently and replied with a smile: "What secret recipe is there? These are all very ordinary things. If you have to say there is something special, it may be because you haven't tasted this stuff for a long time."

The sweet potatoes in the space are indeed sweeter than ordinary sweet potatoes and taste much better.

The sweet potatoes brought before were all boiled. My aunt put too much water, which diluted the sweetness and made them not as sweet as roasted.

After breakfast, Chen Feng put on his backpack and tied up the sack. He was responsible for riding the bicycle, and Zhou Jing sat behind him with the letter of introduction.

Chen Feng got on the road to the port and pedaled very fast.

Zhou Jing praised him again and again.

After riding for an hour, Zhou Jing insisted that he come to do it, so as not to tire out his nephew.

As a result, more than 30 minutes later.

"No, it's too heavy, I need to rest for a while."

Chen Feng laughed inwardly. He was a big kid and a sack, which added up to more than 120 kilograms. With himself, it must have exceeded 160 kilograms.

Fortunately, the quality of the Forever brand bicycle is higher than that of ordinary bicycles in later generations.

The load capacity of ordinary bicycles in later generations is about 150 kilograms. Forever brand bicycles are higher, so they are safe all the way.

"Uncle, let me do it."

"Why aren't you tired?" Zhou Jing couldn't understand it. He, an adult, couldn't match the strength of a child?

Chen Feng took over and set off. At noon, they roasted beggar chicken in the wild.

Zhou Jing was "numb" to the fact that his nephew could go out for a walk and then catch a "pheasant" or "wild duck".

That is, he got used to it.

It was more than four o'clock in the afternoon before they entered Chongwenmen.

On the way, he passed by the ancient city wall of the Ming Dynasty and noticed that his uncle was curiously looking at him, so he slowed down his pace.

Passing by Wangfujing with his uncle, Chen Feng went in and bought a pack of Mudanhong cigarettes and a bottle of Xifeng wine.

The wine ticket was the one Chen Jianguo had given him before, and it was handwritten, not directly printed.

"Uncle, here you go."

Zhou Jing looked at the cigarette Chen Feng handed over and asked in confusion: "Why is it a woman's cigarette?"

Chen Feng saw Zhou Jing's puzzled expression and deliberately smiled: "This is not an ordinary cigarette. Although the packaging looks more feminine, it is a good cigarette with a unique taste and high quality!"

Hearing this, Zhou Jing smiled a lot more and said: "Well, it's okay, it's a good cigarette after all."

"The eldest nephew still understands the hard work of his uncle."

He was uncomfortable without cigarettes these days.

However, Chen Feng did not seem to stop there.

"Actually, my grandma likes to smoke Peony brand cigarettes."

Zhou Jing was stunned and said unhappily: "You should have said it earlier, you are deliberately making fun of me, how much?"

Chen Feng's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a sly smile, and whispered: "Are you sure you want to give me money?"

"Of course, just a pack of cigarettes." Zhou Jing replied calmly.

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Fifty cents."

"What? Fifty cents?" Zhou Jing widened his eyes and exclaimed in surprise.

Chen Feng couldn't help laughing, then his expression became serious and said: Uncle, you can't do this. The people in Sijiu City are very particular about the situation. Even if you don't have money, you can't show it. "

"The best thing here is to make fun of others, even if their own families are so poor that they eat porridge, but we eat sea fish. ”

These days, there are no keyboard warriors showing off their half-baked knowledge points from some magic novels.

But there are a lot of city people who look down on country people.

Chen Feng didn't want his uncle to be laughed at, so he said: "Uncle, come here, watch more, learn more, talk less, do less, everything is up to me and my father."

"We don't need to envy others, and we don't need to bow down for this little money."

"We are a family."

Zhou Jing was slightly stunned, and his eyes were a little sore.

Chen Feng threw out a pack of Daqianmen.

"I bought it by chance, you must hide it well, don't let my aunt see it."

Zhou Jing immediately came back to his senses, and said happily: "Of course, don't worry, the people are here and the cigarettes are here!"

Chen Feng shook his head, the poor henpecked patient in the late stage!

"Uncle, you will soon be able to achieve financial freedom!"