Martial Arts Fusion: Starting from the Head of a Clan

The status of personal maids is more special. Jiang Feng gave the four sisters a chance and said, "I will give you a choice. The Jiang family can avenge you on your behalf. You can also choose to grow up and kill your enemies with your own hands."

The four sisters Mei Lan, Bamboo and Ju looked at each other, and Mei Jian said: "Thank you, Master. We sisters want to take revenge on our own when we grow up, and kill our enemies with our own hands!"

"Wuying, make sure the Taicang Gang still exists before these sisters grow up."

Jiang Feng didn't pay attention to a small gang.

"Yes, Patriarch, I will give the order." Wuying accepted the order.

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Chapter 112 Meeting Huang Rong and Hong Qigong in Taihu Lake

Taihu Lake.

The mist is vast and beautiful.

The autumn sunshine penetrates the hazy mist, like a layer of golden light.

There are red flowers and green leaves on the lakeside. From time to time, an egret passes through the center of the lake, causing ripples.

A huge building ship covered with vermilion paint and carved beams and painted buildings is sailing in the middle of Taihu Lake.

Jiang Feng leaned on the bow of the boat, admiring the beautiful scenery of the smoke-like lake.

Xiao Zhao gently peeled a grape and put it into his mouth. Plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum stood at one side holding a sword.

"The weather is so nice today!"

Wang Yuyan wore a veil, squinted her eyes, and wandered in the autumn sunshine.

On the lake, boats of different sizes passed by.

Many people took advantage of the nice weather to visit the lake and enjoy it.

The young ladies of every family are like birds out of their cages.

A few faint laughter like silver bells could be heard on the lake.

"If you like it, I will often accompany you to walk around in the future!" Jiang Feng said with a smile.

Everything in the Jiang family is on track.

He has plenty of time, just like before he became the head of the family.

After visiting the lake for half a day, Xiao Zhao took out the prepared ingredients.

Jiang Feng became excited, "I'll let you try my craft today!"

"Sir, can you cook? I'll do it!"

Xiao Zhao expressed doubts.

"You girl, stop looking down on others!"

Jiang Feng set up a barbecue stall, lit a charcoal fire, and went on a tour of the lake. How could there be no barbecue!

Xiao Zhao put various ingredients threaded on bamboo sticks aside.

The girls watched with great interest.

Not long after, a piece of grilled meat was sizzling with oil.

The bamboo stick in Jiang Feng's hand flipped up and down, "The next step is the key point."

From a jar on the side, he poured out the secret sauce that he had specially informed the kitchen to prepare.

Salt, sesame seeds, chili, cumin, peanuts, fennel and other ingredients are crushed and mixed together.

Sprinkle it evenly on the meat 02 skewers, and when grilled at high temperature, a strange aroma will hit your face.

"Sir, it smells so good!"

Xiao Zhao's eyes widened.

The young master has never cooked before, but the food he cooks is even more delicious than what she cooks.

Jiang Feng handed each of them a bunch of freshly baked barbecue, "Here, let's have a taste?"

Wang Yuyan lifted her veil, took a bite, and her eyes lit up, "Husband, it tastes delicious, it tastes like nothing I've ever tasted before!"

The girls took a bite one after another.

All were full of praise.

"Young Master, you are so awesome! You teach me, and I will make it for you every day from now on!" Xiao Zhao bit into a piece of meat and muttered.

"The key lies in the ingredients. It's okay to eat barbecue once in a while, but if you eat it every day, you will get tired of it no matter how good it is."

The building boat rowed across the water, causing ripples.

With the beauty by his side and the picturesque scenery, Jiang Feng couldn't help but become poetic.

"The flowers are blooming, the mangroves are in chaos, and the orioles are chirping, the grass is growing and the egrets are flying across the lake. The wind is clear and people are in good spirits, and the boats are returning home with the flutes and drums at sunset."

All the women are literate.

You may not be proficient in poetry, but you can appreciate it.

Jiang Feng's poems match the beautiful scenery of Taihu Lake, just like in a painting.

Xiao Zhao had a look of admiration on his face: "Young Master is so powerful. Not only is he highly skilled in martial arts, he also knows how to eat and write poems."

"What a poem!"

Ten feet away from the lake, a light boat was sailing on the lake.

A woman was rowing with an oar. She had long hair shawl and was dressed in white. She had a simple golden ribbon tied around her head. Her skin was shining brightly in the sunlight.

Jiang Feng's eyes were amazed!

The woman was only seventeen or eighteen years old, her skin was as good as snow, and her face was extremely beautiful. Even Wang Yuyan, who was compared to her, was only between the two brothers, each with her own merits.

It was she who had just spoken.

There was also a slovenly looking old man sitting at the back of the boat.

He has a rectangular face, thick hands and feet, wearing rags, messy hair, and stubble on his face, quite like a beggar.

He held a roast chicken in one hand and a jar of wine in the other.

A bite of roast chicken and a sip of wine, as if no one else was around and enjoying the meal.

The pairing of these two looks extremely strange.

"The girl is so impressed!"

Jiang Feng didn't mind at all that the poem was copied.

It would be fine if there was no such thing in this world.

His face has been polished for many years and has become unfathomable and as thick as a city wall.

At this time, the old beggar sniffed his nose and stood up: "Xiao Ronger, the scent comes from this ship."

The young woman's face turned red: "Young Master, please don't mind. We smelled the fragrance and came to take a look out of curiosity. Unexpectedly, it was the Young Master's boat."

Jiang Feng looked at the old beggar.

A person's cultivation is like a vast lake, unfathomable, and he is already in the realm of a master.

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Look at his left hand holding the roasted chicken.

The little finger was broken off at the base, and one finger was missing.

Jiang Feng guessed the identities of the two people and said, "It turns out they are Senior Hong and Miss Huang, the nine-fingered divine beggar. If you don't mind, why not get on the boat and talk about it."

Hong Qigong put down the wine pot and the roast chicken in his hand, and laughed: "You must be the head of the Jiang family. I didn't expect that the name of the old beggar would reach the ears of the head of the Jiang family, and the old beggar would be rude!"

As soon as the words fell, they fell directly on the bow of the ship.

Huang Rong followed onto the boat with a puzzled look on her face: "I am not well-known in the world, but the young master actually knows about it?"

Jiang Feng was so quick to speak that he didn't pay much attention, "I heard that Senior Hong likes delicious food and there is a girl Huang next to him who is a good cook, so I guessed it."

"So that's it!" Huang Rong suddenly realized.

"Brother Jiang, when it comes to cooking skills, even the imperial chef in the Song Dynasty palace is far inferior to Xiao Rong'er."

Hong Qigong didn't show up either. He picked up Jiang Feng's roasted meat and took a bite. While eating, he commented: "The ingredients are unique, but the cooking skills are a bit lacking."

Hong Qigong is a gourmet master, and his biggest hobby in life is gourmet food.

For this reason, he even sneaked into the imperial dining room of the Song Dynasty Palace and ate all the delicacies in the palace.

Fortunately, it was in the Song Dynasty.

Emperor Zhao Zhen was broad-minded, not only did he not care about anything, but he also provided good food and drink.

The combination of these condiments and his craftsmanship are more novel, and they can be used by ordinary people.

When encountering real delicacies, everyone is a little overwhelmed.

"Miss Huang's cooking skills are superb. I wonder if I will be lucky enough to try Miss Huang's cooking!"

When you meet Huang Rong, if you don't eat a meal of her cooking, wouldn't it be in vain?

"Then I will show my shame!"

Even so, Huang Rong was very confident in her cooking skills and quickly figured out the functions of seasonings.

Under her deft hands.

Half a quarter of an hour later, a meat skewer with delicious color and flavor came out of the oven.

Hong Qigong couldn't wait to take a bunch, regardless of how hot it was, biting the corners of his mouth until it was oily, and gave a thumbs up: "It's delicious, Xiao Ronger's craftsmanship is better!"

Huang Rong distributed the meat skewers to everyone and smiled brightly: "Mr. Jiang, sisters, you guys should try it too!"

Jiang Feng took a bite and his eyes lit up.

The meat is crispy but not spicy, and the aroma of the seasonings penetrates the inner layer of the meat, making it full of flavor.

Jiang Feng did not hesitate to praise, "Miss Huang's craftsmanship is well-deserved!"

"As long as Young Master Jiang is satisfied!" Huang Rong smiled playfully.