Chapter 666 Researching New Dishes
"Madam, old man, Mr. Kong is here."
When the Jiang family was busy, Kong Yuanbao and Wan Xian came with holiday gifts.
The doorman led the way and shouted loudly before entering the main room.
Jiang Shoujia, who was wiping the vase in the main room, came over to greet him.
"Uncle, I'm really sorry. It was cold and I overslept. I didn't expect to get up late. It's almost morning and we're a little late. Seeing that everyone in the mansion is busy, I'm really embarrassed. Uncle, is there anything you can help us with? By the way, where's my aunt?"
Wan Xian and Kong Yuanbao put the gifts in their hands on the table, and then said apologetically.
The two of them walked here, and they were not far away, and they did not bring any servants with them.
"No, there's nothing to do. Your aunt and her friends are in the backyard kitchen. You can go play with them. They are cooking. Try it to see if it suits your taste. If not, ask your aunt and her friends to make you a few more dishes that suit your taste."
Jiang Shoujia was a man of few words and didn't say anything polite to the couple.
After that, Kong Yuanbao wiped the vase with him, while Wan Xian went to the backyard.
Unexpectedly, I met her goddaughter in the corridor of the second courtyard.
"Oh, my godmother is here. You look so beautiful today. Where did you buy the fabric? I went shopping with my mother and aunt before, but I didn't see any shops in town selling this kind of fabric. Wow, it's embroidered with so many patterns, and it feels so smooth. It's so well embroidered!"
Jiang Fubao was chased out of the back kitchen by the women in the family because they thought she was getting in the way.
So much so that halfway through the journey, she saw her stepmother.
She came to Wan Xian's side, took her arm and said with a smile.
He didn't forget to touch the material of Wan Xian's clothes.
"Yes, the material we bought from Lijia Town in the north is called hidden embroidery. Only a dozen embroiderers with the surname Li know how to embroider this material. They can only embroider a few pieces a year. It's very expensive. They don't teach it to their daughters, only to their own children. My godmother asked someone to buy two pieces of cloth for me. I made the other piece into a cape, but I didn't bring it with me. Come to my godmother's house to pay New Year's greetings in a few days, and I'll wear it for you to see.
Hey, my goddaughter is always sweet-talking. When I was making clothes, I asked your brother Mingxue to help me choose which piece to make, but he said that I was old and wore the same thing. I was so angry. This brat was afraid that I would scold him, so he didn’t come home to see us in the past few days. I will scold him later. "
Wan Xian was both happy and angry when Jiang Fubao praised her.
Happy when my daughter is sweet-talking, angry when my son says something.
She looked around, as if looking for Kong Mingxue.
"That's how Brother Mingxue talks. I'm used to it. Next time, I'll let my eldest sister help you choose. She has the best taste. Why bother asking Brother Mingxue? His aesthetic taste is so good that I can't even bear to look at it." Wan Xian saw Jiang Fubao stroking his forehead.
She laughed out loud: "Look at you, you little adult, I can't bear to look at you. But Fubao is right. Why should I say more to that brat? But this dress of mine was chosen by your elder sister. She has a good taste. This brat finally made me happy for once."
Wan Xian was very happy when she thought of Jiang Wangyou and her eldest grandson.
Originally, when their eldest grandson was born, the couple planned to give him the surname Jiang. After all, they had agreed to a double marriage, and it would not be too late to give him the surname Kong when Wangyou gave birth to the second child.
No matter what their surnames are, they are all their grandsons.
However, Jiang Wangyou disagreed, and Zhang Jinlan tried her best to dissuade him.
It is said that the Jiang family has no shortage of children, but Kong Mingxue is an only son, so the first child naturally has the surname Kong.
The couple was deeply moved, so at their grandson's full-month banquet, they simply gave him a shop, a house and land worth several thousand taels of silver.
Handed over to Jiang Wangyou for temporary custody.
This magnanimous look stunned those who attended the full-moon banquet.
It is said that the Kong family is rich, but who would have thought they were so rich? They spent several thousand taels on their grandson’s full-month banquet.
Many merchants only earn a few hundred taels in their entire life.
Many people were jealous and said that Jiang Wangyou's marriage was a good one.
He was retorted by many people who knew the inside story.
It is said that the Jiang family also gave a lot.
The house where Jiang Wangyou and his wife live now and Jiang Wangyou's shop were all given by the Jiang family. In addition, at the full-moon banquet, everyone in the Jiang family, from the old to the young, gave gifts.
Zhang Jinlan and Jiang Shoujia gave eight hundred taels of silver notes, and the families of Jiang Da, Jiang Eryong, and Jiang Siyin also gave gifts, including the children.
The pure gold and ruby-inlaid peace lock that Jiang Fubao gave her was something she had snatched from someone else at a high price.
It cost more than two hundred silver coins.
The poorest Jiang Tongtu gave the cheapest gift, which was some toys for boys, including a small windmill, a wooden top, and so on.
He bought these toys with his pocket money saved for two months.
For him, it was a big deal.
Jiang Wangyou and Kong Mingxue accepted the gifts one by one. No matter how big or small the gifts were, they were both very grateful.
"Is your grandma in the backyard? I'll go see if there's anything I can help with." The two chatted for a while and then left in opposite directions.
Jiang Fubao went to the courtyard to serve as a guest.
She talked to Kong Yuanbao about how to run the shop.
Wan Xian went to the backyard, rolled up her sleeves, and cooked with the women of the Jiang family.
"Auntie, today I have to show you my cooking skills. In the past, everyone in the Ming school said that my cooking was not as good as yours. I have practiced hard for a long time. You must taste my cooking later."
Wan Xian confidently occupied the pot, and Kong Mingxue, who was outside picking vegetables with his wife, curled his lips.
"You'd better eat less of the food that mom will cook later."
Her words made Jiang Wangyou very confused.
"My mother's cooking isn't bad, why do you say that?"
"It's not bad, but for the sake of the so-called innovation that Fubao mentioned earlier, she actually used all kinds of strange things to make dishes. Have you ever eaten persimmon cakes and cabbage? Have you ever eaten chicken stewed with snow pears? Oh, I simply don't want to savor it. I'm afraid you don't like it, so every time you come home with me, I don't make these. It's really hard for me.
Didn't you hear what mother said just now? She wanted to show off her cooking skills! She even asked the maid to help her peel the pomelo. I'm afraid she's going to use the pomelo to stir-fry meat. Hey, have you ever eaten fried meat with pomelo? Those pomelo grains are like maggots in a toilet in summer, crawling on the meat. Mother also added a lot of vinegar, saying that the sweet and sour meat is appetizing. Don't even think about eating it. I really want to vomit just by looking at it. "
When Kong Mingxue thought about the creative dishes his mother had created before, his scalp began to tingle.
So after choosing the dishes, he dragged Jiang Wangyou away.
He would rather go and coax his own son than stay here.
When the food comes out of the pot, mother will let him taste it first.
Just as Kong Mingxue had expected, after the fried pomelo and pork were ready, Wan Xian went looking for her biological son everywhere.
"Where is this brat? He was outside just now. How come he disappeared? I was thinking of asking him to help me taste the dish. Now, who is going to help me taste the dish?"
Wan Xian gritted her teeth in anger.