Four Seasons Three Meals

Jiang Huai fell asleep in a daze.

Cong Shan parked the car downstairs, put a blanket on Jiang Huai, and saw his briefcase on the ground, and the documents inside were scattered all over the place.

He bent down to clean up for Jiang Huai, and accidentally saw the contents above.

The debt is 200 million and should be paid off before October [-]st. The borrower is Jiang Desheng.

Cong Shan tidied up a stack of IOUs, put them in Jiang Huai's briefcase, and closed his eyes with complicated thoughts.

The morning light wakes up Jiang Huai, the pagoda tree in front of him reflects green shadows, white pagoda trees fall in bunches, and there is a silent fragrance in the car.

Realizing that he fell asleep in the car last night, he turned to look at the people around him.Cong Shan was lying beside him with his eyes closed, his face was so calm that he couldn't get back to his senses.

Jiang Huai looked at the alarm clock on his phone, it was six in the morning.

Cong Shan woke up and looked at Jiang Huai without saying a word.

Jiang Huai was embarrassed: "You can wake me up."

Cong Shan said: "Your dream is just right, I can't bear to get involved."

Jiang Huai said: "I caused you to sleep in the car all night..."

Cong Shan said: "It's nothing, I like it very much."

Jiang Huai didn't speak, his cheeks were flushed by the sun.

Cong Shan cleared his throat and said, "Does Lawyer Jiang come to my house?"

Jiang Huai asked, "Is it convenient?"

Cong Shan thought for a while and said, "There is only Cheng Yusheng in the family."

Jiang Huai felt that this person's name was strange: "Who is this?"

Cong Shan said: "Overlord of the pool, friend of the book sage."

Jiang Huai felt that this person was even more mysterious.

Jiang Huai followed Cong Shan into the elevator and watched him press the top floor.

Cong Shan’s home is very big, with a huge floor-to-ceiling window connecting to the balcony, and you can see the mountains layer upon layer.There is a huge open-air swimming pool on the balcony, and a white goose is floating on it.

The whole body of the white goose is snow-white, imposing, and its orange beak glistens in the sunlight.

An absurd guess arose in Jiang Huai's heart.

Sure enough, Cong Shan opened the door and said to the white goose, "Cheng Yu Sheng."

The white goose called out to him.

Jiang Huai walked over, and the white goose yelled at him: "Quack quack quack."

Cong Shan translated: "Hi, my name is Cheng Yusheng."

Jiang Huai knelt down and waved to the white goose: "Hello, my name is Jiang Huai."

White Goose: "Quack Quack."

Cong Shan said, "He's hungry, I don't mind you begging for food."

Jiang Huai thought for a while, took out the pancakes he bought yesterday from his bag, broke them into pieces, put them in his palm, and fed them to the big white goose.

White Goose: "Quack Quack."

Cong Shan smiled: "He likes you and wants you to be the master of this family."

Jiang Huai didn't believe it, Cong Shan said, "If you don't believe me, touch him."

Jiang Huai stretched out his hand cautiously, and Cheng Yusheng lowered his neck obediently.

Cong Shan smiled: "Look, I didn't lie to you."

Jiang Huai withdrew his hand, blushing, and concentrated on feeding the big white goose.

This man Cong Shan sometimes spoke truth and sometimes falsehood, Jiang Huai was small-minded and tended to be truthful, so he decided to ignore him for the time being.

Jiang Huai wanted to wash up, and Cong Shan found him his own clothes.

The handmade soap used by Congshan is green and green, engraved with a small seal character Cong, and it smells of grass and trees.

Jiang Huai smelled it, and it was the smell of Cong Shan.

Hiding in the sound of water, he pursed his lips and smiled quietly.

When Jiang Huai came out of the shower, Cong Shan was making breakfast in the kitchen.

He went over to see that Cong Shan had already changed into clean clothes, his hair was steamy, and his scent was the same as his.

Jiang Huai tiptoed happily, wanting to hum a sweet and sour song.

Next to Cong Shan was a pot of minced meat. On the chopping board in front of him was a square hand-rolled dough. He picked up the meat with chopsticks and placed it in the middle of the dough. With his palms slightly closed, the dough folded into a triangle. Gently pinch the index finger, and the left and right corners are folded and glued together, like a small, peeled, wild water chestnut.

Jiang Huai had never seen a diamond-shaped dumpling before, so he asked Cong Shan curiously: "What is this?"

Cong Shan poured the kneaded Chaoshou embryo into the pot, and stirred it gently with chopsticks to prevent it from sticking to the pan: "Chonggen Chaoshou."

Jiang Huai had never heard of it.

Cong Shan said: "Toon leaves picked in spring are dried and ground into powder, mixed into flour, and wrapped into chao hand, so that you can taste the taste of spring."

Jiang Huai discovered that Congshan always has a unique way of making pasta, sometimes it suits the occasion, like lily noodles, and sometimes it is ingenious, like making hands with twig roots.

He talked about spring in summer, but Jiang Huai didn't find it abrupt.

Chaoshou floated up quickly, and Cong Shan scooped it up with a colander and put them into bowls. The first bowl was given to Jiang Huai.

Holding the bowl in his hands, Jiang Huai walked to the restaurant barefoot, took a sip of the soup, squinted his eyes, and curled up his toes comfortably.

The shrimp skin is delicious, the seaweed is smooth, the meat filling is fat but not greasy, the skin is thin and stuffed, and the skin is wrapped with the fragrance of Chinese toon. It is small and exquisite like a boat. Jiang Huai can take one bite, and the stomach is warm.

Smelling the fragrance, Cheng Yusheng swayed over and stepped on a series of small fans on the floor with his wet red fins.

Jiang Huai wanted to feed him, but Cong Shan said, "He just ate pancakes, and if he eats again, he will accumulate food."

Jiang Huai looked at the big white goose with whom he was very fond of with regret.

Cong Shan finished eating first, and went to the kitchen to cook soy milk. Jiang Huai looked at it, and quietly dropped a piece of Chaoshou skin at his feet.

Cheng Yusheng finished pecking and yelled loudly at Jiang Huai's feet, but Jiang Huai couldn't understand.

Cong Shan came out with soy milk, Jiang Huai asked him, "What are Cheng Yusheng talking about?"

Cong Shan said, "He said you did something bad."

Jiang Huai argued: "I don't."

Cong Shan said: "He said Chaoshoupi is delicious, and he still wants to eat it."

While teasing him, this person also quietly praised himself...

Jiang Huai blushed guiltyly.

Cong Shan may have eyes behind his back, Jiang Huai decided to avoid him next time and take Cheng Yusheng to open a small stove secretly.

After eating, Cong Shan washed the dishes, and Jiang Huai played with Cheng Yusheng in the living room.

Cong Shan was in the kitchen and heard Jiang Huai teaching Cheng Yusheng how to read.

Jiang Huai said: "Orange Yusheng, this word reads 'goose'."

Cheng Yusheng: "Gah."

Jiang Huai said: "No, no, it's 'goose', not 'ga'."

Cheng Yusheng: "Gah."

Jiang Huai persisted: "Goose."

Cheng Yusheng: "Gah."

Jiang Huai thought for a while and said, "Gah."

Cheng Yusheng: "Gah."

Jiang Huai changed the word: "Shenjing roast goose."

Cheng Yusheng stopped talking.

Jiang Huai said again: "Goose."

Cheng Yusheng: "Gah."

Cong Shan laughed out loud in the kitchen.

Jiang Huai felt that orange jade was too old to be carved, so he gave up teaching him to read.

Cong Shan wiped his hands and came to the living room, Jiang Huai asked him, "Why is Cheng Yusheng called Cheng Yusheng?"

Cong Shan said: "The day I bought him, I happened to want to eat orange jade."

Jiang Huai didn't understand how Cong Shan bought a big white goose when he wanted to eat orange jade.

Cong Shan went on to say: "Passing by the flower and bird market, Cheng Yusheng screamed the loudest. He wobbled over and bit my trousers to prevent me from leaving."

Jiang Huai thought about that scene for a while, then laughed out loud while hugging Cheng Yusheng.

Cong Shan said: "I looked at him and thought it would be good to eat goose pork, so I bought him back."

Cheng Yusheng nestled in Jiang Huai's arms, shaking his feathers, and Jiang Huai touched him comfortingly.

Jiang Huai looked at Cheng Yusheng, who was slippery in his arms, and asked Cong Shan curiously: "What happened later? Why didn't you make barbecued pork?"

Cong Shan smiled slyly: "He was a little goose at that time, I couldn't bear it. After he was raised, he was too edible, so it's not worthwhile to make barbecued pork."

Jiang Huai laughed so hard that he couldn't hold the white goose, Cheng Yusheng flapped his wings and went back to his big swimming pool.

Jiang Huai laughed enough, followed Cong Shan's words and asked: "Then what is the most cost-effective?"

Cong Shan said solemnly: "The white geese are flying together, so naturally I asked for Najib's name."

Cong Shan added: "If I knew it earlier, I would have bought the little wild goose."

Jiang Huai understood what he was talking about.

Cut the green silk and tie the red tassels, and give the geese a gift to drink pao wine.

Jiang Huai felt a little uncomfortable, looked at Cheng Yusheng in the swimming pool, and said, "I think white geese are prettier than wild geese."

Cong Shan said: "In ancient times, there was a ceremony of geese to accept gifts, but now there is a ceremony of geese to ask for their names."

He imitated the singing in the opera to tease Jiang Huai: "Xiaosheng has heard about your son for a long time, but he doesn't know how old you are, where you live, and have you ever been married?"

Jiang Huai smiled, this person is not serious in private, he doesn't look like a doctor.

Jiang Huai intends to go home, and reluctantly bids farewell to Cheng Yusheng.

Cong Shan saw it and stopped him: "Lawyer Jiang, wait a moment."

Jiang Huai saw Cong Shan walking into the kitchen with two pears and a lemon, and he followed curiously.

Cong Shan peeled the Sydney pears, the thickness was uniform, and the long strip was not broken.He cut the Sydney pear into pieces, divided the lemon into two, pressed it gently with the back of the knife, squeezed out the lemon juice and added it to the bowl, finally added salt and balsamic vinegar, and stirred gently.

Cong Shan took a few toothpicks and two forks, and carefully manipulated the pear peels on the chopping board.

He called: "Cheng Yusheng."

Cheng Yusheng heard the sound, shook off the water droplets on his body, and walked in waddlingly.

Cong Shan looked at him for a while, then continued to play with it.

Cheng Yusheng rubbed against Jiang Huai's feet to cheat.

Jiang Huai knelt down and whispered, "Doctor Cong won't let me feed you anymore."

Cheng Yusheng seemed to understand, pecking at Congshan's calf with his goose beak.

Cong Shan fiddled with it, and placed the things in his hand on the rim of the crystal bowl.Jiang Huai saw that it was orange jade made of pear peel, with a domineering and mighty appearance that was lifelike.

Cong Shan handed the bowl to Jiang Huai, and picked up the big white goose himself: "Please have a bowl of Cheng Yusheng."

Jiang Huai looked at the white goose, and then at the authentic bowl of orange jade in his hand, he took a piece with a toothpick and fed it into his mouth.

The pears are sweet and juicy. After the balsamic vinegar and salt are left to stand, the taste is rich in layers. The freshness and sourness of the lemon finish, and the simple pear cubes can give you ever-changing feelings.

Sweet and sour, suitable for drinking.

Jiang Huai looked at Cong Shan, and Cong Shan understood what he meant: "Pears are big, cut into pieces, pounded orange, mixed with vinegar, a little salt, and soy sauce. It can be served with wine. Next time Lawyer Jiang comes, I will treat you to a glass of blue wine."

Jiang Huai asked, "Blue tube wine?"

Cong Shan said: "Use lotus leaves as wine cups. The ancients said that the wine is mixed with lotus aroma, and the aroma is unusually cold."

Jiang Huai laughed, Cong Shan not only knows how to eat, but also eats it elegantly and uniquely.

He said, "Why do you eat everything?"

Cong Shan said: "Green load wine is a blessing in the world. Cooking snow and rosy clouds is also a joy in the world."

Jiang Huai asked: "What is that?"

Cong Shan didn't say: "I'll keep it a secret, so that you will come again next time."

Jiang Huai said seriously: "It's a deal."

Cong Shan smiled and sent him to the door: "It's a deal."