Chapter 162 Atmosphere

The Fang family has strict rules.

The servants they bought had all signed death indentures, and with the previous batch being sold off, each of them dared not even breathe loudly in order to save their own lives.

Afraid of offending the master by accident.

Your life is gone.

However, barbecue is all about the atmosphere.

The quiet backyard made Yunlan's appetite decrease sharply.

"My dear, this barbecue smells so good. No wonder you and the children came back so late yesterday just to have this meal. I now know what happened."

The grilled skewers were brought to the stone table by the maid.

Fang Yanheng picked up a skewer of pork.

He is like family.

Don't eat mutton.

For the sake of taste, the maids would separate each piece of lean pork with a piece of fat pork.

The fat and lean pork on the skewers are like black and white chess pieces, tightly connected.

Fang Yanheng took a bite. The man had a big mouth, so he finished half the skewer in one bite.

The two kinds of meat mixed in the mouth.

One is roasted and crispy, and the other is soft and full of fat when you bite it, and the taste is wonderful.

Fang Yanheng narrowed his eyes unconsciously.

Nodding repeatedly.

"Daddy, you are stupid. You will poke yourself if you do this. Watch me."

Fang Wanru, who was standing by, saw her father stuffing half of the bamboo skewer into his mouth while eating the skewers.

She was so scared that she quickly picked up the pork skewers and ate them in front of her father.

Different from Fang Yanheng's bite.

She ate it while stroking it.

With the movement of her right hand, the whole skewer of pork fell into her mouth without the tip of the bamboo skewer poking her throat.

This method is good, but it will leave stains on both sides of the mouth, which looks unsightly.

But why should we care so much about our own family?

Fang Yanheng smiled gently. He picked up the handkerchief and wiped the corners of his daughter's mouth clean.

"Ru'er is really smart. He even eats skewers differently from Daddy. Okay, Daddy will eat it this way, too."

Fang Yanheng always had a sullen face when he was outside, but his expression would only soften when he returned home.

The corners of his mouth were raised.

I followed my daughter's example and finished the remaining half of the pork.

"This is what my sister Fubao taught me, Daddy. Sister Fubao is so cute, like a lucky doll. I wish I had a sister as pretty as her. I would definitely give her all my best jewelry and clothes."

Fang Wanru likes Jiang Fubao very much.

So much so that when people praised her, their voices became much louder.

"Want a sister? You have to ask your mother if she agrees. What your father says doesn't count."

Fang Yanheng looked at Yunlan with a smile.

The scene of last night came to the minds of both of them.

Yun Lan gave him a shy look.

"You sleep in the study tonight!"

That's good.

Offended my daughter-in-law.

Fang Yanheng's face turned green.

The Fang Changyi brothers standing by laughed so hard that their bellies burst into laughter.

Only Fang Changquan and Fang Changwu, who were left at their uncle's house, remained silent.

The two have not yet adapted to living under someone else's roof.

In addition, my sister did something wrong, my mother was also under house arrest, and my father gave her a lot of warnings before she came.

They felt very guilty, fearing that they would say something wrong and be beaten and scolded by their uncle, and also implicate their parents.

The two of them sat on the stone bench and ate without raising their heads.

I wish my uncle’s family wouldn’t even look at them.

"Changquan and Changwu, you two brothers, please come to my courtyard at the beginning of the morning tomorrow. I have something to tell you."

After eating just two bites, Yun Lan lost his appetite.

Before returning to the house, she spoke quietly to her two nephews.

The quiet sound frightened the two brothers so much that they dropped the skewers in their hands to the ground.

"Okay, okay."

"Uncle, aunt, I understand."

Although Yun Lan exuded a gentle aura, she still made the brothers' voices tremble.

The backyard was already deserted.

One person is missing.

It's much quieter now.

Fang Wanru didn't want to eat anymore. The barbecue made by the maids and servants was only 50% similar to the Jiang family's.

There is no comparison at all.

Fang Wanru didn't know that there was such a thing as atmosphere in this world.

In fact, the taste of grilling is the same.

In fact, the food from the Fang family tastes better. After all, the meat, vegetables and vegetables are bought closely together with the most expensive ones, and the servants and maids dare not be lazy and grill each skewer to perfection.

Fang Wanru thinks Jiang’s food is delicious.

It’s simply because the Jiang family is large and lively.

It affected her appetite.

Plus there is no watermelon to relieve the greasy feeling.

Naturally, I think the taste is not as good as Jiang’s.

After eating a few skewers, I felt sick of it.

Fang Wanru went to the second floor of the courtyard building and stayed in the same room with her mother. They sat on the beauty couch, each holding a book and daydreaming.

As soon as the mother and daughter returned home, they began to reminisce about the good times they had yesterday.

In the backyard.

After eating their fill, Fang Yanheng and his sons and nephews wiped their mouths and left.

The makeshift stove was put out by the servants.

The maid started to clean up.

Some were sweeping the yard, some were bending over to pick up bamboo sticks, and some were wiping the table with a rag.

Everyone is busy.

"Changyi, how many of these seasonings are left?"

In the study.

Fang Yanheng asked his eldest son.

This barbecue is so delicious.

No wonder my wife and children didn’t come back until midnight.

The taste is indeed good, better than all the dishes sold in his restaurant. If there are enough seasonings, can it be used in other dishes?

Fang Yanheng came up with the idea of ​​seasoning.

"Not much. The Jiang family only prepared three servings for us. Dad, don't think about the seasoning. I heard from the Jiang family's grandmother that her family seems to want to sell barbecue. Our family has made so much money that we can't spend it all in this lifetime. Just leave a way out for others."

Compared to Fang Yanheng who will do anything to make money.

Fang Changyi's character has become more kind.

Hear what my father said.

He knew that his father was probably planning to add some seasoning.

If the Jiang family didn't have a shop, he wouldn't care.

Because he knew that his father would definitely spend money to buy it from the Jiang family.

This way the Jiang family can also make more money.

Life will be better.

But the Jiang family opened a shop.

That won't work.

The barbecue is so delicious, the Jiang family will definitely make a lot of money.

There is no way you can earn more money selling condiments than making money on your own.

I was worried that my father would steal the Jiang family's secret seasoning recipe at a low price.

Fang Changyi quickly stopped him.

There was a hint of sharpness in his eyes.

It seemed to be saying, if you have any intention of taking over the Jiang family, I will tell mom.

The father and son stared at each other for a full minute before Fang Yanheng looked away.

"Dad was just asking casually, worried that the seasoning would be gone after we finish eating. You're overthinking it."

After all, he is my biological son.

Fang Yanheng was defeated.

Fang Changyi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Dad, you should go to bed early. I'm going to go back and take a shower. It's really hot. I didn't move much, but I'm sweating all over."

After saying that, he turned and left the study.

Fang Yanheng also returned to the courtyard.

As soon as I stepped onto the wooden stairs, the mother and daughter on the second floor heard it and put down their books.

Come down from the building.

Fang Yanheng retracted his foot.

So he didn't go upstairs again.

The stairs made a creaking sound until the mother and daughter stepped on the bluestone bricks on the first floor.

The sound disappeared.

"Dad, Mom, I'm going back to my room. I'll come back to greet you tomorrow morning. Mom, please give me a sister. I beg you."

Fang Wanru said this mischievously and ran away holding her long skirt.