Chen Fengmian spent some time on this crab feast.

Not only did the home layout change, but the plates were replaced with a set of sky-blue bone discs.

Mr. Tong walked in with Tong Hao's support, glanced at the screen of the crab picture, walked over and stopped, looked at the pen tip, shook his head and smiled: "If Boss Shen can put this thought into business, I'm afraid..."

"Hehe, my master, I promised not to mention this tonight. Brother Chen is like me and is born with no interest in business." Tong Hao smelled the faint fragrance in the air, and felt his pores stretching out: "Let's just eat crabs tonight!"

Chen Fengmian came up with a smile, holding a small wine pot in his hand: "Good evening, old man, the moonlight is very good tonight, let's go to the terrace to enjoy the moon first."

He led everyone forward, and the pot body shook lightly, and a clear smell of wine appeared.

"This is..." Mr. Tong narrowed his eyes slightly and sniffed lightly at the tip of his nose: "Osmanthus... wine?"

Under the windowsill, a tree of osmanthus flowers bloomed very low-key.

The beige-white flowers, the clear fragrance that hits you when you open the door, immediately confused the little osmanthus fragrance I smelled before.

But Chen Fengmian turned his head and shook the small wine pot in his hand with a smile: "No, it's indeed osmanthus wine."

A small pavilion was set up on the terrace, a cotton and linen table mat was laid on the stone table, and seven sets of tableware were placed.

Mr. Tong was invited to sit down, and Chen Fengmian slowly took a glass of wine to pour wine.

The clear yellow wine will feel a little sticky when poured down. It is half a cup, and the wine cup set against the sky blue and white is like amber in a cup.

After pouring a few cups in a row, Chen Fengmian took the small bottle next to him, scooped a little with a spoon, and shook it gently into the cup.

When I pushed it in front of me, I realized that they were the washed and dried osmanthus flowers, slowly stretching their petals in the wine, which were so beautiful.

The dull and light luteal body is soft, and the love is sparse and the fragrance remains.

Mr. Tong held the wine and sniffed it gently, feeling comfortable all over. He couldn't help but praise: "Good wine!"

"It's good that you like it."

Before the whole family was still there, Chen Fengmian first served some fruit snacks to prevent them from getting bored.

The fried chestnuts were slightly grinning, and the aroma burst out with a light pinch.

The roasted sweet potatoes are arranged in a very delicate shape, and they are spread out like a chrysanthemum. They are picked up with the tips at both ends, tearing the skin open, and you can see the sugar juice flowing inside.

Just sitting under the shadow of this swaying tree is already an extremely peaceful enjoyment.

Not to mention the scent of osmanthus flowers that sway in the wind, making people unable to help but take a deep breath, feeling that every strand of hair is stained with the smell of autumn.

Mr. Tong, who originally thought that Chen Fengmian was not doing his job properly and had a slight remark on this crab banquet, sat down and only expected him.

The sweet potato is really sweet, and the sweet flesh is roasted into sugar juice, which is soft and glutinous. After a small bite, the whole body will be warm.

"It really took a lot of thought, which made me, the old man, feel a little looser." Old Master Tong looked at Chen Fengmian with approval and smiled: "The starting point is so high, and this finale must be stabilized!"

Chen Fengmian smiled and said, "I personally picked the crabs today, with green backs, white belly, golden claws, yellow hair, and satisfying you!"

OK, he will feel at ease if he says this.

As Chen Fengmian said, tonight's crab banquet was just a party where three or five relatives and friends came to have a leisurely gathering.

When everyone arrived, everyone realized that they were all acquaintances.

Qin Qingyue smiled so hard that her eyes were curved, and she fell down lightly: "Good evening, Grandpa Tong."

"Oh, OK, Xiao Wu is here too!"

Qin Xuewu nodded with a smile: "I just arrived, but Yueyue has been here for a while. She just helped steam crabs."

"Oh, was it steamed by Sister Yueyue? It must taste amazing." Tong Hao quickly slapped the rainbow fart.

Chen Fengmian knew many people in Jiang Yun, but not many people really had deep friendships.

If it weren't for Tong Hao, he wouldn't have wanted to invite Mr. Tong and the others.

After the crabs were steamed, everyone laughed and helped to bring them out.

Red yellow, yellow paste, white crab meat.

Dip it in vinegar sauce with minced ginger, how can you say it is so fresh!

That night, it was indeed as Chen Fengmian had expected, not talking about business, but just to enjoy the moon.

Tong Hao was eating crabs happily and couldn't help but sigh: "I really admire the first person to eat crabs. He is simply a model foodie."

"The first thing to eat crabs should be in the late Eastern Han Dynasty." Qin Xuewu ate much more gentle than him, with gentle eyes: "The Master of Confucianism Zheng Xuan made an note for "The Zhou Li-Tian Guan-Fa Ren": "The things that are recommended to be eaten in the four seasons are like the fish in Jingzhou and the crabs in Qingzhou." This means that people in the Zhou Dynasty would use "crabs" as sacrifices when offering sacrifices."

Crab Xu is a sauce made of crab, similar to crab noodles or bald butter.

"The late Eastern Han Dynasty was more than two thousand years ago... so early." Tong Hao was amazed.

"Yes." Qin Qingyue drank a sip of osmanthus wine and said with a smile: "The most powerful thing in eating crabs is that in the Qing Dynasty, I have read "Diaoding Ji", and there are 47 types of crab "cuisines" included in it."

She pointed to the crabs on the table and counted with a smile: "Steaming, cooking, and drinking, and drinking is nothing. Even the crab shells can be taken out to make a high-end dish: shell juice soup, using crab shells to make juice, add minced ginger, minced pepper, bean powder, spinach..."

Tong Yao exclaimed in confusion: "It feels like this is a bit similar to the red crab soup I ate last time."

"Is it?" Qin Qingyue chuckled: "It's all the tricks I've played with, including crab jerky, two-color crab meat balls, crab crispy, etc.... But it's all too troublesome. I didn't do it today. I only made one crab noodles, and I can serve it after a while."

Of course, if you have a face, you must have a code.

Crab stewed eggs and crab tofu, served fresh and fragrant on a plate, scooped a full spoonful, poured on the noodles, and felt that the whole bowl of noodles was fragrant into the bones.

Not to mention the noodles with a strong taste, they are completely soaked in the fresh and fragrant soup. If you take a bite, you will even feel that it will bounce slightly after it breaks and hit the upper palate, which is hot and fragrant.

Looking at everyone's surprise and confused appearance, Chen Fengmian explained with a smile: "There is also crab meat in this noodles. The noodles that have been kneaded for a long time have fermented very well."

After careful taste, you will find that it is indeed different from the previous q-spoke fragrance.

A crab was played with various tricks by them. Mr. Tong was amazed: "It is indeed a good thing in the world, and the benefits are from the lonely journey. The crab is fresh and fat, sweet and greasy, white like jade and yellow like gold, and has created the most color, fragrance and smell, and nothing can be used for it."

The old man smiled, no longer as serious and hard as usual.

Chen Fengmian raised his glass with a smile, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle and calm: "It's good that everyone likes it."

The wine in the glass shook lightly, reflecting the bright full moon. After taking a sip, I felt the moon drank into my stomach with it.

This artistic conception is simply fascinating.

Only that night, Chen Fengmian completely conquered Mr. Tong and everyone.
Chapter completed!