Jiang Er had been paying attention to the movements outside. After hearing this, he immediately walked out of the room, pulled Cao Qinghua over, and shouted angrily: "Is it Ah Fang who wants you to pretend to be sick? Cao Qinghua, please save some face!"
"What do you know? Jiang Fang clearly promised me! I am doing this for your son!"
Jiang Fang was confused: "What did I tell you?"
Cao Qinghua said confidently: "If you let Jiabao be the prefect's young master's companion, you will cure my paralysis!"
The veins on Jiang Er's forehead jumped. He was talking nonsense and his brain was broken!
"I just told her to give her the divorce letter. If you insist on calling Jiabao back, it will delay your homework!" Mrs. Cai had an old face and walked over, disdainful and proud: "Fortunately, our Jiabao can carry it better than your father."
Qing, refuse to come back!"
This time, it was rare that Mrs. Cai didn't show her face towards Jiang Fang, and she didn't have any yin and yang expressions.
If Jiang Fang hadn't exposed Cao Qinghua, she would have been tortured by this evil daughter-in-law for a long time.
In fact, Mrs. Cai was a little scared when it came to her granddaughter, but she would not admit it!
Speaking of Jiang Jiabao's refusal to come back, Cao Qinghua wanted to cry again. This is the sadness of giving birth to a barbecued pork!
Cao Qinghua glared fiercely and said, "I won't leave even if the family treasure doesn't come back! I will be a member of your Lao Jiang family until I die!"
She was exhausted anyway!
"Death! Just open your mouth! Who are you trying to scare?"
"Old lady, don't push me too hard! Be careful!"
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Jiang Fang was not interested in watching these two guys bickering, so he left with Duan Jiu and Nangong Chuiyang.
Mrs. Cai watched her go away, then she grabbed a washerwoman and asked, "Who is that boy on crutches?"
The woman smiled and replied: "Jiang Fang's son is called Jiang Laifu, and he is your great-grandson."
"What?" Mrs. Cai picked her ears to make sure she heard correctly. She kicked her feet and chased after him: "Jiang Fang, stop right there!"
I'm so tired, I can't even carry one or two of them clearly.
Mrs. Cai said angrily: "She is messing up the incense of our Lao Jiang family! Can I just ignore it?"
"The family is separated and you care about her! Besides, can you care about her?"
"You unfilial son! You are cowardly even if you don't help me. Are you a man?"
Jiang Er rolled his eyes and let go of his hand.
"Go, go, I won't stop you."
Old Mrs. Cai was stunned and began to howl again, saying things like "Old man, why did you leave so early?" "Both sons are unreliable", but her feet did not move.
Siheyuan.
Jiang Fang asked the cook and his wife to pack up the hare and pheasant. The pheasant was stripped of its feathers and the hare was cut into cubes.
The kitchen was rich in ingredients and ingredients. Jiang Fang rolled up his sleeves and marinated the diced rabbit with white wine, salt, ginger slices, green onions and star anise. He put it aside.
The pheasant is still intact, and I want to be a luxurious version of the beggar's chicken.
On the way back, Jiang Fang casually asked Duan Jiu what kind of chicken he wanted to eat. The guy said a little coyly that the chicken he had eaten that night was quite good.
Seeing that he has performed well these days and doesn't worry her much, she can satisfy him.
Nangong Chuiyang watched Jiang Fang handle the ingredients with cold eyes, and barely found one advantage in her - she knew how to cook.
But this is nothing to be surprised about. Not to mention His Highness, even to him, it is insignificant.
After all, who among them would be short of a cook?
Nangong Chuiyang was looking down on Jiang Fang with nobility and coolness when he saw her expressionlessly taking out a silver knife and neatly disemboweling the chicken.
He quickly covered his chest, not wanting to look but couldn't help but look.
The big red spot on the dominatrix looked even more terrifying at this time.
Jiang Fang took out the internal organs and asked the cook to make chicken soup for dinner.
Pheasants are larger than domestic chickens and can hold a lot of things in their stomachs, including scallops, dried shrimps, ham, mushrooms, chestnuts, glutinous rice, salt, onions, ginger, and garlic.
Jiang Xiaomei was already swallowing saliva, imagining the wonderful taste.
"Second sister, I can't watch any more. The more I watch, the hungrier I get!"
After saying that, he took Xiaobai, who was also greedy, and ran out.
"Come on, let's go tell mother that there is food cooked by the second sister tonight!"
Jiang Fang sewed the chicken belly in three or two stitches, and twisted the slender chicken neck into a knot to make the chicken skin tighter.
"ah……"
Nangong Chuiyang shuddered and touched his neck unconsciously. The dominatrix was really cruel and she looked extremely scary!
In particular, His Highness has been watching with concentration, and there is even a trace of obsession in his eyes. He must have seen it wrong!
Jiang Fang glanced at Nangong Chuiyang inexplicably, what was this kid thinking?
The complexion changes from red to white, sometimes a little blue, colorful.
He handed the chicken to Duan Jiu and said, "Wrap it up like last time. Do you still know how to do it?"
Duan Jiu nodded. He specially picked the largest lotus leaf, dug out the mud, added water, cooked it once and cooked it twice, and made it look decent.
Nangong Chuiyang was so shocked that he even forgot to help.
His Highness must have done such a dirty job often. Look, he is so skillful and hard-working!
He gritted his teeth and felt a twinge in his heart.
I can't bear it anymore, I must kill that devil Jiang Fang as soon as possible!
When the two dishes were ready, everyone came to the table with great anticipation. Even the chef and his wife didn't care much about the dishes prepared by them.
The good-tempered couple didn't care. To be honest, they were all salivating when they smelled the overbearing spicy smell of rabbit meat.
The couple is used to cooking light dishes, but they never thought that dogwood in traditional Chinese medicine could also be used as a seasoning, creating a completely new flavor.
Jiang Fang sprinkled a handful of white sesame seeds on the spicy rabbit cubes, and you're done.
The only drawback is that the spiciness of dogwood is different from that of chili peppers. I wonder if it is possible to find wild chili peppers.
Nangong Chuiyang tried his best to suppress his drooling. He had never smelled this smell before, it was so tempting!
The mud wrapped in the pheasant was burnt black and could be easily broken open.
The chicken is braised until it's sizzling, and just looking at the color makes people want to eat it. Cut open the sewn belly, and the various things stuffed inside are exposed, and the various aromas mixed together make people want to eat it.
I couldn't help but inhale hard.
Jiang Xiaomei shouted: "It smells so good!"
The courtyard was not too small, but the aroma of the two dishes still reached Sheng's room, and Guilian came over soon.
"When I smell it, I know it was not cooked by our cook! Our young master said that it must be the dish cooked by Sister A Fang!"
If Guilian doesn't come, Jiang Fang will also send a copy to the Sheng family.
But Sheng is a vegetarian, Yu Zi'ang is injured and can't eat spicy food, and Guilian can enjoy the spicy rabbit to herself, which makes her happy.
As soon as Guilian left, everyone except Nangong Chuiyang couldn't wait to start cooking.
Even the cook and his wife participated, and they were full of admiration after taking one bite. They saw Jiang Fang’s cooking process, learned it, and can do it themselves in the future!
Guanshi Jia couldn't eat spicy rabbit, and was always complaining. He focused on begging chicken. When he met Duan Jiu's eyes, sparks flew.