35 A Bitter Experience (1/2)

Jiang Jiankang and Wang Xiulian came back with smiles on their faces when night fell. Judging from their looks, Jiang Feng could tell that they managed to come to a deal with the farm.

”You should've seen that pig! It had the perfect proportions for a beast of its size! I can still remember what the two rear hocks look like!” Jiang Jiankang exclaimed.

Wang Xiulian nodded in agreement. ”Let's send one back to dad so that he can make a ham out of it. And then we can braise the other one.”

In just a few exchanges, the married couple came to an agreement on how to handle the two pork rear hocks.

”But that Mr. Qian really knows what he's doing,” Jiang Jiankang said, excited to share his experience. Since Jiang Feng went back into the kitchen, only Ji Yue remained in the dining area. Jiang Jiankang stopped Ji Yue and showed her pictures of the pig.

”Xiao Ji. Look. Look at how wonderful this pig is! Look at its tender meat! Look at this one too. It would taste best if we make a stir-fry with it. And the head of this one!”

Jiang Jiankang kept on rambling as he swept the screen on his phone, showing picture after picture.

”…”

Other than pictures of pigs that were waiting to be killed, Ji Yue couldn't understand why Jiang Jiankang was so excited.

”Hey! That's enough! Go and help our son in the kitchen!” Wang Xiulian scolded as she slammed her palm on the counter.

After checking the turnover for the day, Wang Xiulian raised her voice even further. ”Have you paid off the debt? No, right? Are you expecting your son to help pay it?”

After getting scolded by his wife, Jiang Jiankang quickly ran into the kitchen.

Jiang Feng had finished tidying up the kitchen and was making meat dumplings according to the recipe he got as a reward.

Even though Jiang Feng knew that the dumplings would turn out pretty bad, he wanted to know what they tasted like.

Jiang Feng was curious as to what his most bitter experience was.

The dumplings were cooking in the pot for 10 minutes. Jiang Feng reckoned that the dumplings were done, or to the point of being overcooked.

Jiang Feng couldn't help but sigh at how bad Wang Shitou's cooking skill was. If not for the dreadful time that people lived in during the times of the Republic of China, there was no way Wang Shitou could maintain his stall for more than a week.

When Jiang Jiankang entered the kitchen and saw the overcooked dumplings, he scolded at his son. ”Hey! Take them out already!”

Jiang Jiankang quickly scooped the dumplings out from the pot.

Jiang Feng then added a few drops of aromatic oil in it.

Jiang Jiankang tried to add a handful of dried seaweed and dried shrimps to the bowl, but Jiang Feng stopped him.

As they waited for the dumplings to cool down a little, Jiang Jiankang swallowed his saliva while staring at it.

Jiang Jiankang and Wang Xiulian had left the restaurant early in the morning so that they could negotiate with the pork vendor. Jiang Jiankang had only eaten three bowls of Pork Lo Mein before he left.

Even though the dumplings were overcooked and were only seasoned with aromatic oil, they were still made with meat inside them.

Jiang Jiankang was a carnivore.

”Did you make them yourself?” Jiang Jiankang asked, knowing full well that Jiang Feng was the one who made the dumplings.

Jiang Feng nodded. ”I saw a recipe online and tried making a few. Here, try some.”

Jiang Jiankang moved as soon as Jiang Feng finished speaking. Before Jiang Feng realized it, Jiang Jiankang had already shoved three dumplings down his mouth.

Disgusting!

Jiang Jiankang could not believe that his son would make such a disgusting dish.

But the thought was drowned out almost instantly.

Jiang Jiankang started to recall the time when he was still 20 years old.