Chapter 1354
The breakfast at Yu's family is very rich, but not too extravagant. The same soy milk buns and rice cake pies are made more carefully than outside. They are beautiful in appearance and served in exquisite porcelain tableware. Especially appetite.
Zhuang Jia seldom had the opportunity to participate in this kind of big family dinner. It felt very fresh, and he observed silently while eating breakfast.
The atmosphere is also very comfortable, neither lifeless silence nor noisy chatter.
Most of the topics of conversation are related to food. For example, in the palace cuisine, there is a dish called "Feng Tong". A dish of stir-fried Feng Tong requires at least more than one hundred sparrow tongues. The ingredients are rare, and only the emperor can afford it .
In modern times, the sparrow is almost endangered. Those who want to restore this dish use the tongue of a pigeon instead, and it must be a pigeon, because the tongue of the pigeon will gradually grow thorns when it grows up.
As for how to make the tongue of the squab further reach the taste of the tongue of the flower, the family expressed their opinions at the dinner table.
Zhuang Jia felt that it was inconceivable that Yu Yang did not become a cook in such a family atmosphere.
No wonder his grandpa said he was a rebel.
Before breakfast was finished, people came to pay New Year's greetings one after another, including famous chefs from other places, local leaders, and foreigners.
Only then did Zhuang Jia know that Yu Yang's grandfather is the heir of the intangible cultural heritage, and Yu Yang's sister and brother are representatives of the Food Cultural Heritage Research Association... Well, in short, the whole family is very powerful.
It's that kind of...feeling that personal existence is very important and meaningful to society.
Afraid that she would be bored, Yu Yang asked in a low voice if he wanted to go out for a stroll, but Zhuang Jia didn't want to go at all, listening to them talk about those dishes was so enjoyable!
After a while, two more people came to pay New Year's greetings.
Zhuang Jia couldn't help being stunned when she saw the person coming, she actually knew him.
Tang Linhao was also taken aback when he saw Zhuang Jia, but the surprise was fleeting. He didn't seem to have any intention of saying hello, and silently followed behind an old woman with gray hair, without looking at Zhuang Jia again.
Zhuang Jia stared at the two in a daze.
It wasn't until she was gently pulled twice by Yu Yang that she came back to her senses and realized that it was impolite for her to stare at others like this.
But she was so curious in her heart that she couldn't help asking Yu Yang in a low voice: "What's going on? Why is he here?"
Yu Yang didn't answer, and took Zhuang Jia outside, as if deliberately avoiding Tang Linhao and the old lady.
He walked a little faster, and Zhuang Jia struggled to follow. When he walked to the veranda, he couldn't help but shake off Yu Yang's hand, and then he was able to stop and take a breath.
"You walked so fast, my feet hurt." She gasped for breath while holding on to the porch.
Yu Yang helped her to sit next to her, "Let me see if there are any bubbles."
He squatted down to take off her shoes, Zhuang Jia shrank her feet inward, "My feet are fine, tell me quickly, why is Tang Linhao here? Who is that woman? Is it his grandma, or his grandma?" ?”
"No." Yu Yang was silent for a while, then said, "That's his mother."
"His mother? She seems a bit old..." Zhuang Jia was embarrassed to say that she looked like an old woman in her sixties.
Yu Yang said: "Actually, he is not very old. He is just in his early fifties. He looks old because he is tired."
"Then she came to your house to pay New Year's greetings..." Zhuang Jia pursed her lips, and somehow her voice dropped, "If you don't want to say it, you don't have to... I'm just a little curious, nothing else."
"Are you only a little curious?" Yu Yang laughed and looked at her lightly.
Zhuang Jia lowered her head and said honestly, "I'm just curious, I want to know why he cut my card..."
Yu Yang sighed softly, rubbed her into his arms, and said in a low voice: "Did you see his mother's white hair? It grew out overnight. The family business went bankrupt and owed a lot of money. My grandpa took care of him. The family repaid the money, and arranged his mother to work as a waiter in the villa, so every year his mother would come to pay New Year's greetings."