The Porcelain of Rebirth Comes to Work

When Fu Zhengtian came to the mountain city, Ning Xianglang was busy in the kitchen, Fu Zhengtian paused, and joined in spontaneously.

Fresh bamboo shoots are not common in the north, but the mountain city is exposed to the light of the south, and it is always the first to try when the spring thunder sounds.

The whole body of the bamboo shoots is delicious, and the tips of the bamboo shoots are especially tender and refreshing. It can be turned into a delicious dish without complicated cooking.Ning Xianglang specially reserved it for Fu Zhengtian to make spring bamboo shoots in cold salad, which is simple and easy to make.

The most important thing is that Fu Zhengtian loves to eat.

Ning Xianglang put the evenly cut and beautiful bamboo shoot tips into the water to cook, quickly passed it in the cold water, dried it, added refined salt, soy sauce, balsamic vinegar and other seasonings, mixed well, and finally cooked it from Feng Qiu Yingsheng grabbed a handful of the spicy fried peanuts in the jar and sprinkled them down.

At this time, someone outside the door yelled, "Sell tofu~sell tofu~", and Ning Xiang Lang raised his chin to Fu Zhengtian who was cutting bamboo shoots: "Go and buy some old tofu, and I will make fresh tofu for you."

Fu Zhengtian acted on his word.

It feels as if they have returned to the old days, but it was more lively at that time, either Su Fatty came to disrupt the situation or Fu Mian came to mix in, and occasionally a large number of Ning Xianglang's friends came to the party - Fu Zhengtian still remembers chopping bamboo shoots and making dumplings once, He didn't taste any of them, so he didn't like Ning Xianglang's friends very much.Ning Xianglang knew that he was unhappy at the time, so he prescribed a small treatment for him the next day.

Fu Zhengtian felt that it was the most delicious thing he had ever eaten, because it was only prepared for him.

The idea of ​​"only for myself" made Fu Zhengtian happy.

Fu Zhengtian knew that although his father loved him since he was a child, he hoped that he could continue his ideals and do things that he might not be able to accomplish in time; Lose a father in the blink of an eye.

Fu Zhengtian knew all of this since he was a child, and he could accept it all.

But it doesn't mean that he doesn't desire someone to do something "just for himself"-even if there is only one "just for himself".

Fu Zhengtian walked out the door quickly, bought old tofu according to Ning Xianglang's instructions, and continued to help Ning Xianglang.

He is also good at cooking, but when Ning Xianglang was around, he never showed his ugliness, because Ning Xianglang has a tongue that is more cunning than a gourmet, and hands that are more dexterous than a top chef.Ning Xianglang only cooks home-cooked dishes, but most of the people who have tasted his cooking fall in love with him for a meal, so that Ning Xianglang never dares to say that he is free!

Thinking of Ning Xianglang's troubled appearance, Fu Zhengtian felt much happier.Not long after, Uncle Dumb also came back, holding a piece of pork belly that looked good. The way of buying and selling in the mountain city is very primitive. The pigs are all butchered by their own family. The quality of the meat looks pretty good just after it was cut.

Ning Xianglang said: "Uncle dumb, you are lucky, this meat looks good."

The dumb uncle smiled and nodded, watching Ning Xianglang and Fu Zhengtian busy.

Ning Xianglang and Fu Zhengtian were almost two people he watched growing up, and judging from how well they cooperated in the kitchen, they knew how good their relationship was.In the past, the dumb uncle always felt a little unbelievable when he heard Mr. Zhu talk about his expectations for the two of them, because the two were noisy when they were young, just like ordinary children.

When they grew up slowly, each had their own encounters, and Qi Qi stepped onto a stage that was wider than others, Uncle Dumb found out that Mr. Zhu was right.

——Is the golden scale a thing in the pool, a dragon that changes when the situation changes!

It's just that when they got together again, the atmosphere was as peaceful and peaceful as ever.

They are always at their best relaxed in each other's presence.

Uncle Dumb went outside to clean up the house, and made tea by the way, waiting for Feng Qiuying to come back.

Feng Qiuying disappeared for a long time.

Ning Xianglang also felt that something was wrong, and after warming the dishes in the pot, he went out with Fu Zhengtian to find someone.

Although the mountain city is large, everyone knows each other. Seeing the faces of the two strangers, he felt curious. Ning Xianglang smiled friendly at all the sights. He asked someone about Feng Qiuying's whereabouts, and he found out only after asking. Feng Qiuying crossed the river and went to the south.

Ning Xianglang knew that Feng Qiuying must have encountered something temporarily, so he stopped looking for it, and returned to Feng Qiuying's house with Fu Zhengtian for dinner.

Uncle Dumb was a little hesitant, after all, this was someone else's house, so it might not be good to move chopsticks without waiting for the owner's house to arrive.

Ning Xianglang smiled. Although he only met once, he could see through people like Feng Qiuying at a glance.Feng Qiuying certainly wouldn't care if he didn't move his chopsticks, because he would definitely not come back so soon.

Ning Xianglang said: "Brother Tian came here not long after getting off the plane. He must be hungry. People are like iron and rice are steel. What should I do if my body is starved? If the uncle is not happy, I will make another table for him." Cai apologizes."

Uncle Dumb has no comment.

After the three of them had finished eating and cleaned up, there was still no news from Feng Qiuying.Ning Xianglang simply invited Fu Zhengtian to take a "one-day tour of the mountain city" and take a walk in this ancient and simple town to digest food.

Under the influence of Feng Qiuying, there are many bamboo-derived industries here, such as bamboo woven products. With a pair of skillful hands, bamboo is cut into thin slices, which look only about one centimeter wide and one millimeter thick. Then take these slender bamboo pieces and weave them into various shapes.

Ning Xianglang has nothing else, but his hands are better than others, and after looking at them for a while, his eyes become hot.This guy is so thick-skinned, he strikes up a conversation as soon as he sits next to someone, and he won the right to fight in a short while.

He smiled and said, "I've seen this in other places, and they can change it, I'll make it up for you to see!"

Several people who were busy stopped, wanting to see what kind of tricks this obviously delicate, spoiled city kid could come up with.

Ning Xianglang was also unambiguous, and started with the bamboo slices. His hands shuttled between the bamboo slices at an extremely fast speed, and he made a lifelike bamboo rabbit in a short while.

He amazed everyone around him with his quick and good workmanship.

Ning Xianglang smiled straight: "Don't stare at my rabbit, it was agreed just now, I will take whatever I make up!" He didn't try to whet the appetite of others, so he immediately picked up other pieces of bamboo, "I Make it up again for you to see, and make it up yourself."

As he spoke, he began to share the practice step by step in front of others.

Compared with the astonishing weaving speed just now, this instructional demonstration showed every step clearly, and all the veterans present were veterans who have made a living by doing this for a long time, so they quickly learned Ning Xianglang's technique. past.

What's more important is not to make up a rabbit, but the techniques that are integrated in the whole process.Many problems that could not be avoided when rushing to work before were easily resolved in such a flash!

The way the others looked at Ning Xianglang changed immediately.

Someone knew that Ning Xianglang came from Feng Qiuying, and asked, "Who are you, Old Feng? Son? Nephew? Or apprentice?"

Ning Xianglang smiled and rolled his eyes: "I am his nephew."

After feeling addicted to the handle, Ning Xianglang took Fu Zhengtian to another place.From time to time, I stopped to take a look, and when my hands were itchy, I ran to mix it up, and actually walked most of the small town.

Through chatting with the people in the mountain city, Ning Xianglang already knew exactly what Feng Qiuying did here.Some people's craftsmanship here is inherited from their ancestors, but after Feng Qiuying came here, Feng Qiuying gave some pointers, and it gradually became a characteristic industry here.

This somewhat remote town is gradually bursting with gratifying vitality.

Fu Zhengtian also saw everything in his eyes. He glanced at the surrounding scenery and said, "This small town is quite peaceful. Your uncle is a caring person."

Ning Xianglang nodded: "Master and Uncle Feng get along, probably because of Uncle Feng's 'heart'."

Ning Xianglang walked around with Fu Zhengtian and returned to Feng Qiuying's house.

Uncle Mute leaned against the wall with his arms folded and closed his eyes to rest. He opened his eyes suddenly when he heard the movement.Seeing that it was they who relaxed their tense nerves later, they showed a smile, which meant "you are back".

Ning Xianglang said: "Master Feng hasn't come back yet?"

The dumb uncle shook his head.

Ning Xianglang glanced at Fu Zhengtian, wondering if he should let Fu Zhengtian go back first.

Fu Zhengtian knew what Ning Xianglang was thinking at a glance, and he said, "I'm not busy."

Since Fu Lin's accident, all of Fu Zhengtian's thoughts have been on giving a "warning" to those idiots who are ready to move. He didn't need to be involved in the capital's affairs, but he was there in person to tell them the truth: Everything is fine, don't make mistakes on him!

After finishing those bad things, Fu Zhengtian closed his eyes and thought, the person he most wants to see is still Ning Xianglang.

The harder something tries to press it back into place, the harder it is to suppress.

Fu Zhengtian and Ning Xianglang looked at each other for a while, sat down to drink tea and waited for Feng Qiuying to come back.

Unexpectedly, instead of waiting for Feng Qiuying, they waited for other people from the mountain city.

These people are all here for Ning Xianglang. Ning Xianglang walked around carelessly just now, without making any big noise, but he really took out a lot of skills, weaving, carving, processing... what? In the same way, he can tell the truth.

When everyone chatted during the break, they realized that people should not be judged by their appearances. This young boy who looked so young was really amazing, he was indeed Feng Qiuying's nephew!

So those who hadn't seen anyone became curious and ran over to see what Ning Xianglang looked like.

Seeing that Feng Qiuying didn't come back so soon, Ning Xianglang simply asked the person who came over to sit down and chat.Fu Zhengtian didn't sit still, and when someone talked about business and sales issues, he also made a few sharp comments.

The atmosphere is very harmonious.

When Feng Qiuying came back from the south, she saw such a lively scene.

Seeing that the threshold of her home was about to be broken through, Feng Qiuying couldn't laugh or cry.I have long heard that this nephew has a lively mind and an attractive personality, but I didn't expect him to be able to make such a big fight in just such a long time.

It's amazing!

Feng Qiuying interrupted the conversation in the room: "Something happened in the south, I've been there for a long time." He laughed and teased, "What's the matter with you? One or two came here. I don't usually see my house being so popular. .”

Someone responded: "I'm really glad my daughter is not at home, otherwise I would have been hooked by your nephew. She is so young but knows a lot, and she looks so handsome!"

Someone slapped his thigh and said regretfully, "If I had known I would have called my daughter back, she wouldn't be far away, and she would be there in half an hour!"

Everyone laughed.

Ning Xianglang also laughed along with him.

Fu Zhengtian watched from the side, his face expressionless, and no one could see what he was thinking.

Feng Qiuying came back, and the others felt that the two masters and nephews had a rare meeting to discuss serious matters, so they left after a while.

Feng Qiuying briefly explained to Ning Xianglang what happened during the day. It turned out that an old friend of his had an accident and was sent to the hospital, so he rushed over to visit.

Feng Qiuying also felt a little emotional when she said it: "I have known him for many years, and it is a bit dramatic to say it, because when we first met, we both chased after the same girl with all our strength—it was the same one. Later, we didn't pursue it. The girl married someone else, but I became friends with him. I have to say that fate is sometimes a wonderful thing."

Ning Xianglang said: "Yes, when I bickered with Master all day long, I never thought I would recognize him as Master."

Feng Qiuying nodded straight: "Yes, at that time your master always said in the letter that he knew a little bastard."

Ning Xianglang said angrily: "How unreasonable! How dare you slander me so much!"

Feng Qiuying laughed.

Ning Xianglang and Feng Qiuying were talking, and Fu Zhengtian had already called the driver to drive the car down the mountain.

Ning Xianglang knew that Fu Zhengtian was never free, so when he saw Fu Zhengtian walking in from the outside, he immediately invited Feng Qiuying to leave.

Uncle Dumb is relatively big, and he sat in the passenger seat, and the three of them squeezed behind him.

Ning Xianglang sat in the middle, and Fu Zhengtian sat on his left.After a whole day of tossing around, Fu Zhengtian felt a little sleepy as soon as he got in the car, so he leaned on the back seat and closed his eyes to rest.

When Fu Zhengtian woke up, the car had already parked in front of Fu's house, and Ning Xianglang and the others were no longer in the car.

Fu Zhengtian asked the driver: "Uncle Li, have they gone back?"

Driver Li is obviously a loyal "fan" of Ning Xianglang, and anyone who asks Ning Xianglang praises him.When the little boss asked about it, Driver Li explained even harder: "That's right, but in order to let you sleep longer, Xiao Lang asked me to go around two more times, and I didn't leave until Mr. Zhu called him." He said Smiling at Fu Zhengtian, "You have been sleeping on Xiao Lang's shoulder. I think Xiao Lang's shoulder must have been numb when I got off the car. He also told me to drive slowly, so as not to wake you up too quickly."

Fu Zhengtian's always cold expression melted slightly.

But when he turned his head and looked at the home with the lights on, the enthusiasm in his heart gradually dissipated.

Everything is silent.

Fu Zhengtian thanked Driver Li and told Driver Li to go back and have a good rest, then turned around and walked into the gate of Fu's house.

When he walked into the room, he saw Fu's mother reading a book with Fu Lin. The two chatted from time to time, and the atmosphere was very good.

Fu Zhengtian said: "Dad, Mom, I'm back."

Mother Fu asked, "Isn't it the morning plane?"

Fu Lin also looked at Fu Zhengtian, as if waiting for his answer.

Fu Zhengtian didn't hide it: "I played outside with Xiao Lang for a long time."

Fu Lin and Fu's mother looked at each other, and they were a little uncertain about what Fu Zhengtian meant. After all, what Fu Zhengtian said was too calm and natural, and they had no way to talk about it.

They exchanged a look of implied concern.

Who is Fu Zhengtian?The silent communication between his parents did not escape his eyes at all.

Even this kind of communication between friends can no longer be tolerated...

Fu Zhengtian paused, and said: "I just came back, I have a lot of things to do, so I went upstairs first."