The Blessing of the Qi Nv of Transmigration

Chapter 23 What is Dongpo
Zhang Fuzhen said: "He always goes out with me. There are many people with ulterior motives outside, so let him call me son." He also said: "From today, I will go to Zhuangzi with my mother. After the work in the restaurant is over, I will go to your house to join you, okay?"

Yang Feier thought: "Can I say no?" He said: "As long as you don't think my food is bad, it's okay to add you alone."

When the two came to the courtyard, they saw shopkeeper Zhou, chef Li, and the three people in charge of the lobby sitting around the table of Zhang's mother and son eating. When Mrs. Zhang and mother came to eat, the servants would use the public chopsticks to put the meal into the bowl. Yes, secondly, these people have long been salivating after looking at these novel dishes, eager to try them, and thirdly, they have been making a fuss all afternoon, and they are really hungry.So just have a meal with it.Seeing the young master and Mrs. Hu coming in one after another, they all hurriedly stopped and stood up.

Da Hu stepped forward and asked, "Xiu'er, are you ready?"

Zhang Fuzhen said: "Uncle Hu, my mother said that Mrs. Hu will draft a menu here later, and it may take some time. It happens that we are going back to Zhuangzi, so let you go back first and wait for your house." After the little lady is finished, you can go back with us in the same car, Uncle Hu thinks it is feasible?"

After hearing this, Da Hu couldn't help being taken aback, looked at Yang Feier and said, "Pretend menu? Xiu'er, can you do it?"

Yang Feier smiled and said: "Try first, do your best."

Da Hu didn't know what to say for a while, he looked around in place, and was afraid that he would never go back. The family members were anxious, so they said: "Well, I will go back with your brother first, you must be careful by yourself. At any rate, I'm with Mrs. Zhang, so I don't worry."

Yang Feier smiled and said: "Understood, Dad, you go back earlier, so that mother and the others won't be worried at home. I don't know what to say when I go back now."

Da Hu and others resigned from the crowd, went to the cattle and horse shop, picked up the ox cart and went back.

Yang Feier and Zhang Fuzhen went back to the third floor and entered the study room. The maid was placing paper and pens on the desk. Mrs. Zhang sat on the side chair with her cheeks closed and her eyes closed. Seeing them coming back, she said: "Here The pen and paper are all ready, you can write here first. I'll take a look later."

Yang Feier should be, walked over, the pens and paper on the desk had been put away, and there was a thread-bound menu next to it, and when he opened it, it turned out to be the old menu of their restaurant, with the names of the dishes densely written on it, like this The menu is not for the customers to read, but for the guys to memorize, probably for their own reference. I sighed that this lady is really careful, so I sat down and penned.

Mrs. Zhang said to her son: "Zhen'er, follow me to take a nap in the room. You will start class tomorrow and you will be tired. Take a good rest today."

Zhang Fuzhen sat down on the armchair beside Mrs. Zhang, and replied in his mouth: Mother, I didn't do anything today, so I don't need to rest. I'll just watch Miss Hu write here, but mother, you are busy. All morning, you go to rest for a while, when Miss Hu finishes writing, I will ask Qingluan to call you.

Qingluan is Mrs. Zhang's personal maid.

Mrs. Zhang was indeed a little sleepy, so she didn't bother to take care of her son anymore, and said: "Then do as you please, just remember not to disturb Miss Hu." The servant woman helped her into the inner room. He came out from inside, bid farewell to Zhang Fuzhen, Dao and several others went downstairs to eat together, and went by himself.

Zhang Fuzhen looked at Yang Feier's delay in writing, walked to the book case curiously, and said with a smile: "Isn't that a girl who can't write?

Yang Feier can understand these traditional characters with guessing, but he really doesn't know how to write these traditional characters. It seems that he needs to practice more in the future. He smiled slightly, a little ashamed , said: "Yes, there are indeed many characters that I can't write."

Looking at the little girl's shy face, Zhang Fuzhen couldn't help softening his voice, and said with a smile: "Then I'll write for the little lady, you say I'll write it, okay?"

Yang Feier couldn't wish for it, so he quickly gave up his seat and asked Zhang Fuzhen to sit down. He moved another armchair and placed it opposite the desk. After sitting down, he opened the menu.

There are [-] recommended dishes on the front page, and Yang Feier thought, if he wants to replace all [-] dishes, he will have to make [-] dishes to make up for it. One dish, I'm afraid I can't think of so many dishes to fill in for a while, even if I can think of it, which chefs can't learn so many dishes for a while.

Tilting his little head, his black eyes turned a few times in his big eyes, how about this, prepare one or two dishes of each type first, and then ask Chef Li Fatty when he comes tomorrow, which dishes are more unsalable, first put Those unsalable dishes are replaced, and then the order rate of the dishes is counted every half month, and the bottom elimination system is implemented, and then new products are replaced.

First is the recommended dishes. Yang Feier thought about it. Since it is aimed at the tourists, the dishes should be more earthy. It should be easy to obtain materials, but not too cheap, otherwise it will affect the flow. Not only must it be delicious, but also the way to eat it It is novel and interesting, which can attract customers to turn back. After thinking for a while, he said to Zhang Fuzhen: "First, write down, recommended dishes, roast duck in open oven, prepare two white ducks weighing more than eight catties, and two hundred catties of fruit wood." If you are afraid of losing something, just prepare one more.

Zhang Fuzhen was looking at the little girl opposite, muttering to herself for a while, rolling her eyes for a while, pointing and drawing on the menu from time to time with her thin white hands, as if entering a state of ecstasy, very funny and cute, suddenly heard the order , hurriedly held his breath, dipped in the ink, sipped the tip of the pen on the stone inkstone, pressed the paper, and wrote neatly.

Yang Feier said again: "Second, cook vegetables, Dongpo roast pork, and prepare a catty and a half of high-quality pork belly."

Zhang Fuzhen picked up a pen to write, and asked, "Which two characters are Dongpo?"

Yang Feier said: "The east of the east is the slope of the hill."

While writing, Zhang Fuzhen asked, "Why did you choose this name?"

"The Fucheng is to the east of my house, and the terrain is slightly higher than that of my house, because it's a slope." Yang Feier glanced at the person opposite him, feeling a little funny in his heart.

Zhang Fuzhen said: "It turns out that it is so appropriate."

Yang Feier: "..."

Yang Feier said: "The third one is stir-fried vegetables, beef tenderloin, half a catty of beef tenderloin is enough."

He said again: "The fourth one is cold dish, boiled chicken for nothing, prepare a chicken about two catties."

"Fifth, steamed vegetables, Bergamot Avalokitesvara, Chinese cabbage, Chinese cabbage, gimai shrimp, fish, ham, dried shrimp, broccoli (if not available, you can also substitute chives), salted eggs."

"The sixth one is soup, green seafood soup, five shrimps, five raw scallops, a little crab meat, and fifteen clams."

"Seventh, sweets, papaya stewed snow clams, prepare papaya and snow clams, if you don't have snow clams, you can also substitute white fungus."

"The eighth, the staple food, fried buns."

"Okay, I'll teach you so much tomorrow, plus a few fish dishes I made today, mushroom fish fillet, squirrel mandarin fish, mandarin duck jujube, pan-fried crucian carp, raw fried fish fillet, steamed catfish with black bean sauce, and fish head radish soup , these dishes also need to prepare the ingredients, first roll out and try to see the market reaction." Yang Feier put down the recipe in his hand, waited for Zhang Fuzhen to finish writing, stood up and turned behind Zhang Fuzhen to see if he wrote it It was complete. It was a surprise at first glance. I didn't expect Zhang Fuzhen to write a good handwriting. I couldn't help but praise: "Oh, I didn't expect your handwriting to be so beautiful."

Zhang Fuzhen was delighted to be praised, but said: "It's not that good either. Among my peers, I can only be considered upper-middle."

This sentence is a bit modest.

Yang Feier carefully looked at the words on that paper, at this level he could have made a living by it in his previous life.He asked again, "What font are you using?"

Zhang Fuzhen said: "This is cursive script, and it is also my favorite font. The teacher asks me to practice Xiaozhuan and Lishu on weekdays, but I don't like it very much."

Yang Feier said, "Why is that?"

Zhang Fuzhen said: "The shape of Xiaozhuan characters is vertical, the strokes are uniform in thickness, uniform and round, and the beauty is beautiful. It is not unavoidable to be rigid. The official script is slightly wide and flat, and the horizontal strokes are long while the straight strokes are short. ", Neat, exquisite, but too dignified and serious. Running script is a general term, divided into two types: regular script and cursive script. It originated from regular script and is between regular script and cursive script. It is to make up for the slow writing speed of regular script and cursive script. "Xing" means "walking", so it is not as scribbled as cursive script, nor as correct as regular script. In essence, it is the cursive of regular script or the regularization of cursive script. Regular script is more than cursive It is called "Xingkai", and those with more cursive than regular script are called "Xingcao."

Zhang Fuzhen pointed to his own handwriting and said: "And what I write is Xingkai. A really good Xingkai should be like flowing clouds and flowing water, coming out of the slender, not real or grass, away from the square." He laughed again and said: " As for my writing skills, I’m still in the dark, and the teacher said that I still need ten years of hard work before I can make any progress.”

Yang Feier didn't quite understand what Zhang Fuzhen said, he just held the word, couldn't put it down, and said: "In my opinion, it's already very good, why don't you write another one, and I'll keep one as a backup." Yang Feier is already a little fan girl at this time.

In his previous life, Yang Feier liked to write and draw, but it was purely a hobby. The pace of life in big cities was too fast, and he didn’t have time to stop and feel the beauty of art. He once thought about waiting until the day he retired At that time, I looked for a corner of the mountain to build a stilted building, planted flowers and grass, wrote and painted, raised a pond of fish, raised two dogs, took a walk in the courtyard with my beloved, and listened to the chirping of birds under the grape arbor. At that time, this pitiful time-traveling accident happened.

Zhang Fuzhen said: "It's not easy, I just write it for you." Sitting down again, he wrote another sheet, dried the ink, and handed it to Yang Feier. This sheet was written with more heart, compared to before One is better.

Yang Feier rolled up the paper carefully, but couldn't find a place to store it for a while, and missed his Hermes very much.I don't know what will happen to my family in the previous life after I have been in this other world for so long, am I already dead?Or is there another self living for myself?I hope it is the latter, otherwise the parents are old and lose their independence, what a miserable situation it will be.

"Let me put it in my bookcase for you first. Anyway, we will go back in the same car later, and I will bring it to you when we get home." Zhang Fuzhen interrupted Yang Feier's ups and downs.I don't know why this little girl suddenly showed a look of embarrassment, she was obviously happy just now.

Yang Feier hurriedly restrained his mind, said: "Oh, yes, that's also good." He handed the writing in his hand to Zhang Fuzhen to put it away.

(End of this chapter)