As the duck was served, no one was chatting at the table anymore.
For everyone at the table, except Jia Dongsheng, this was the first time to eat roast duck. Faced with such delicious food, how could they possibly have the mood to do anything else?
When talking about Chinese cuisine, roast duck is a delicacy that cannot be avoided, and it is one of the few dishes that can be served at the table in Beijing.
Other dishes like braised pork, fried liver, and bean juice can be considered street food and cannot be served at banquets.
There is no way around it. The development time of the old city is too short, and there is no culinary heritage. It is incomparable with the eight major cuisines that have been passed down for a long time.
However, the emergence of roast duck has made up for the embarrassing situation that there are no major dishes in the cuisine of the old city.
Even in later generations, Michelin, the restaurant organization that randomly and blindly evaluates Chinese cuisine, requires that if you want to be rated as a Michelin, you must be able to cook roast duck, otherwise you will not be given a single star.
Although this is simply nonsense to the Chinese, it also shows the international status of Peking duck.
The Quanjude of later generations has gone bad. The taste is not very good and the prices are extremely high. It is simply a black shop.
However, the taste of Quanjude in the early 1960s was still very good. After all, this was the meal designated by the state for foreign guests to enjoy roast duck. How could they possibly fool people?
Jia Dongsheng ate a little roast duck and nodded. It was indeed much more delicious than in later generations.
However, no matter how delicious the food is, it is just so-so to Jia Dongsheng. After all, he has eaten too much delicious food.
Looking at the others wolfing down their food, Jia Dongsheng smiled and shook his head. He wanted to sigh and say that they were really unworldly, but then he thought again and realized that they were indeed unworldly.
In this day and age, which ordinary person would think of coming to Quanjude to eat roast duck?
A duck costs six yuan. If you go to the pigeon market to buy it, you can buy it for three yuan, and you can buy two for six yuan. When you go home and stew it in a big iron pot, it is also delicious.
"Xiaodang, eat slowly, don't choke."
Seeing Xiaodang wolfing down the food like Banggeng, Jia Dongsheng quickly stopped her. Girls eat differently from boys, and Xiaodang is still young and could easily choke.
"I understand, second uncle." Xiaodang was very obedient. With Jia Dongsheng's reminder, he continued to eat much slower.
"Bang Geng, you too, have no idea how to eat. Eat slowly, or don't eat at all."
When it comes to Banggeng, Jia Dongsheng is much stricter and not as gentle and soft-spoken as others.
"Oh, I see, Second Uncle."
Banggeng has become accustomed to Jia Dongsheng's strictness. If he doesn't listen, he will easily be slapped on the palm, which hurts a lot.
Perhaps it was Jia Dongsheng's reminder to the two children that was heard by others, causing them to involuntarily slow down their eating of the roast duck.
"Is it enough? If not, get another one?"
Jia Dongsheng said to Qin Jingru that this would soon be his little wife and he should take care of her.
"That's enough, Brother Dongsheng."
Qin Jingru said with some distress: "We can't eat like this anymore. It's too expensive."
"Haha, that's nothing. I have a high salary, so I can eat there once a month, no problem."
"No, no, it's too expensive, too expensive."
Qin Jingru shook her head repeatedly. She would be heartbroken for half a year after eating it this time. If she had to eat it once a month, she would be heartbroken.
Qin's father and mother had a better and better impression of Jia Dongsheng. They believed that their daughter would not suffer if she married a man like him.
After the meal, we didn’t get up and leave immediately because everyone was a little full. But it was also a good time to talk about the wedding day.
"Dongsheng, I'm relieved to leave Jingru in your care. Come to Qinjiagou to pick her up on a good day. Your aunt and I have no objection."
When talking about the wedding day, Qin's father was very generous, giving Jia Dongsheng a feeling that if you are okay with it, Qin Jingru doesn't have to go back with him today.
"How can that be? After all, it's a big deal, getting married, so we still have to plan it well." Jia Dongsheng said with a smile.
"Why not?"
Father Qin continued to say the same thing: "It's not a good time these days, so we can't have a grand celebration. As long as you live your life sincerely, that's better than anything else."
"Yes, your uncle is right. As long as you can live a good life, we can do anything." Qin's mother also responded.
Jia Dongsheng was a little overwhelmed by his easy-going father-in-law and mother-in-law. Shouldn't he talk about the issue of the bride price at this time?
There is no need to talk about the betrothal gift, and you don’t even need to do the wedding ceremony. Just set the wedding date, and when the time comes, you can take the child home to live your life.
Is Qin Jingru so cheap?
In fact, if it is a good time, although it is not necessary to have a grand celebration, it is still necessary to invite relatives and friends from the bride's side to have a meal, and then invite relatives and friends from this side to have a meal.
But now it’s a bad year and every family is not able to get enough food to eat. Where is the food to hold a wedding?
As for the bride price?
In those days, it was considered a blessing for rural people to marry into a wealthy family. It was a major event that transcended class boundaries, so there was no need for a dowry.
When Qin Huairu married into the Jia family, there was no dowry. This was very common in that era.
Of course, if the couple are getting married between city dwellers, some betrothal gifts are still required, it’s just a matter of negotiation.
Jia Dongsheng didn't understand the customs of that era, but Jia Zhang was used to it.
When Qin Huairu got married, it was a good year. She only set up two tables in the courtyard and invited the people in the courtyard and a few relatives to have a meal. In those days, of course, people tried to save as much as possible.
"Brother, sister, don't worry, my Dongsheng is very capable. Wait for Jingru to marry you, and then you can live a good life."
This sentence completely defined the situation, and then Jia Zhang and Qin's father and mother talked about the date of their marriage.
Because the Jia family was still under renovation, the wedding date of June 26th that Qin's father and mother had suggested could not be set. It was Jia Zhang who suggested postponing it by fifteen days. The tenth of next month happened to be a Sunday, which was a good day for marriage.
It can be seen that Jia Zhang had already studied the wedding date and was very positive about her son's marriage.
Hearing the date the three of them had agreed on, Jia Dongsheng nodded secretly. July 10th was also a very good date. He thought to himself, "This is the day I enter the grave of marriage. I don't know whether the days in the grave will be more happy or more sad."
There is a saying in later generations that marriage is a wall. People inside want to get out, and people outside want to get in.
In his previous life, Jia Dongsheng failed to enter this wall, but in this life he has to go in and experience an adventure.
After the wedding date was set, Jia Dongsheng went to pay the bill. When he left, he was carrying a duck rack.
There is no other way. Two duck bones are enough to make a soup. Jia Dongsheng plans to make soup with the duck bones and cook some noodles in the evening. Duck soup noodles are also delicious.
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