The Almighty Little Chef

"Ah? I'm sorry, I was attracted by... this painting, and I was a little distracted. This painting... is indeed from Daqing!" Jiang Xiaofei's face was complicated.

Xu Yanxiu glanced at Jiang Xiaofei, then looked at the word again.

Jiang Xiaofei was also shocked, her clenched palms were full of moisture.

This is her word! It was a character she wrote when she was in bed, and the traces on this character were on the tea that was knocked over by the second senior brother at that time.

At that time, the master ran after the second senior brother for a long time...

This character is exactly the same as hers, the characters are the same, even the traces are exactly the same, the only difference is that this character is full of simplicity because of its age, Jiang Xiaofei knows that this is her own...

Unexpectedly, her things can still be seen here, Jiang Xiaofei felt a little disappointed for a while.

She knows two fonts, one is this one, and the other is the one written for Hu Lai before. Both are called Daqing style, but the previous one is orthodox, and it is also a common one. There are fewer people.

"Really? I just said I definitely didn't buy it wrong!" Mr. Xu stroked his precious words.

Jiang Xiaofei was confused by the old man's actions and looked away.

"Mom and Dad, I'm going to cook, what do you want to eat? Order one for each person." Xu Yanxiu wanted to take Jiang Xiaofei away from here, and didn't want to see the old man making a fuss.

"Braised pork." The old man sucked.

"You can't eat braised pork, your blood pressure is high again!" Mrs. Xu said with a dark face.

"Change him to fried bitter gourd, I want cola chicken wings!" The old lady liked this recently.

Now the black-faced man has become an old man, his mouth moved, but he didn't say anything.

What can be said? Say that your blood pressure has risen during this period of time? Or are you envious of people who pay attention to physical health and can still eat meat from time to time?

"Forget it, Xiaofei, come, let's continue reading." Mr. Xu didn't think about those bad things, so he pulled Jiang Xiaofei to continue to appreciate the words.

Xu Yanxiu pulled the hem of Concubine Lajiang's clothes, "Come with me to cook."

He didn't want to leave her here and cook alone.

"Go by yourself! How old are you!" Mr. Xu glared at him.

Mrs. Xu didn't help him either. Going to the kitchen to cook was even more tiring, and she didn't agree with Jiang Xiaofei going.

In the end, Jiang Xiaofei watched Xu Yanxiu go to the kitchen aggrievedly.

She accompanies him in spirit!

"In fact, I didn't dare to buy this calligraphy before. It's not like the Daqing style we know, but the collector said it was also a kind of Daqing style. I didn't know why when I saw this calligraphy. I thought it was Xiaofei's, so I bought it." Mr. Xu sat in the living room and said to Mrs. Xu and Jiang Xiaofei.

Mrs. Xu: "That's just a gift for Xiaofei, a New Year's gift!"

See if you are reluctant.

"No! This is too precious!" Jiang Xiaofei refused.

After she finished speaking, she still had a strange feeling, like selling herself and boasting, but this kind of thing that has undergone the baptism of time is still the Daqing body, and the price is definitely not cheap.

"Take it, I'll give it to you. Really, as soon as I saw it, I had a feeling in my heart that it told me that the word must be real."

Old Master Xu waved his hand and endured the pain in his heart, but he really felt that it belonged to Jiang Xiaofei, and he was not reluctant.

"Just now I said in my heart that it was the concubine, but now I tell you it's true, your heart is really good!" Mrs. Xu took a sip of water and looked at the old man lightly.