v2 Chapter 244： War
Jiang Feng was telling Ji Yue the story between Jiang Huiqin and Li Mingyi, and Zhang Guanghang, who was on his way to the Fenyuan, guessed what Xia Muzhen was looking for.
It should be a will.
Because Xia Muzhen's image of dying for money over the years has been too deeply rooted, he gives the impression that in addition to good cooking skills, he lacks money. Although everyone can't think of where he lacks money, everyone thinks he Lack of money.
As the only disciple of Xia Mudi, Zhang Guanghang knew the financial situation of Xia Mudi very well.
Xia Muzhen was very rich, because after experiencing wars and seeing the currency devaluation in the last few years of the Republic of China, Xia Muzhen was very distrustful of the currency, which led him to buy a lot of gold and real estate. For example, the Fenyuan, an old-fashioned courtyard with a huge area, was converted into a private restaurant by Xia Muyi, which is one of the properties under Xia Muyi's name.
He didn't have much cash on hand, but the valuation of the entire property was horribly high.
When Zhang Guanghang arrived at the Fenyuan, Xia Muzhen was still on the phone, to be exact he was calling and cursing.
Seeing Zhang Guanghang's coming, Xia Muyi motioned his eyes to wait for him to wait until he had finished scolding him before telling him something.
Zhang Guanghang saw that the glass on Xia Mu's bedside table was empty, and went out to pour him a cup of warm water. Scolding people talk, tired of drooling and rest.
"Mr. Xia has been on the phone for a day." The guard said to Zhang Guang.
"one day?"
"Yes, except when the two lawyers stopped for a while in the morning, the rest of the time were on the phone, starting from last night. When I gave Mr. Xia Lao medicine at noon today, I saw him looking through the phone book. "The nurse, go and get the packing box on the living room table."
"What's this?" Zhang Guanghang felt familiar with the packing box in the hands of the nurse.
"The dish that you brought back when you brought Mr. Xia Lao the day before yesterday seemed to be chicken with vegetables. I don't know what Mr. Xia Lao thought about it, and wouldn't let me put it in the refrigerator or eat it, just put it on the table He just let me take it in again. "The nurse said, picking up the drinking glass on the table," I'll get the drinking glass. "
Zhang Guanghang entered the room with the nursing staff. Xia Muzhen was looking through the phone book and saw them coming in, saying, "Just put things on the locker. I have something to say to Xiao Hang."
The nurse put the things down and went out, closing the door before leaving.
Xia Muzhen was really thirsty on the phone. He took the cup and drank two cups of warm water, and put the phone book on the bed.
Zhang Guanghang glanced and determined that this was a phone book for the chef's contact information.
Xia Muyi has two phone books, one for diners and one for cooks. The chef on the phone book that recorded the chef basically had a bad relationship with Xia Mudi. To be precise, he had few good colleagues. He usually did not contact at all. Zhang Guanghang did not know why he suddenly I thought of calling the "enemies".
Although it is cursing.
Nor can it be said that it is scolding. Xia Mu scolds people with no dirty words and never says anything out of nothing. It can only be regarded as bitter and mean, but it sounds no different from the scolding.
"This is my will, look at it." Xia Muzhen handed the will to Zhang Guanghang, understatement, as if he was handing a recipe.
"Master, you ..."
"This is a copy. The will is attorney Zhuang. It will take effect as soon as I die. See if I have missed anything." Bury me with this ashes jar. She, her name is Li Fen, and remember to bring her a bunch of flowers when she worships every year. She likes magnolia flowers. "
"Master ..." Looking at Xia Muzhen, Zhang Guanghang just felt uneasy and flustered.
The last time he felt this was when he was separated from his grandfather at the airport 20 years ago. Even if he was a recognized precocious child, he couldn't understand the difference between life and death, thinking that lung cancer was like taking a medicine like a common cold It will be okay, and I do n’t know that the farewell will be farewell.
There are only two important people in Zhang Guanghang's life, one is his uncle, and the other is Xia Muyi. His mother was fascinated by art, his father was addicted to cooking, and both were extremely paranoid and enthusiastic. Zhang Guanghang sometimes even suspected that they would get married just because they saw their own shadow on each other.
Before the age of 7, Zhang Guanghang was taken care of by his uncle, who taught him literacy and rationality so that he could grow up normally and healthily without the care of his parents. After the age of 7, Xia Mudi replaced his uncle's role and accepted him as an apprentice, just like Zhang Qiusheng taught himself to Zhang Guanghang.
Xia Muzhen is not a moral example, not even a good person, but he is a good master. Xia Muzhen has a bad temper, harshness, and bad speech. He often doesn't look good at Zhang Guanghang, but he will remember Zhang Guanghang ’s birthday, his hobbies, his taboos, and he will take care of him when he is sick. Even before Zhang Guanghang was ten years old, he would tell him bedtime stories.
What Zhang Guanghang's parents didn't do, Xia Muyi did it all.
Zhang Guanghang now remembers that when Xia Muzhen took him to buy vegetables, the new hawkers who sell vegetables often were surprised that Xia Muzhen's grandson had a foreign face.
Xia Muyi is the master of Zhang Guanghang, and his relatives, his favorite ones.
It's just that he seems to be losing his loved one.
Zhang Guanghang looked at the will absently, this is a will that 99% of the people in the world will be impressed when they read it.
Xia Muyi left everything to Zhang Guanghang.
"You are my apprentice. I originally accepted you as an apprentice. I was originally selfish."
"I have no wife and no children. I don't even have friends. I don't care about it anymore, but I'm scared when I'm old. I want to find a personal pension."
"I know that I have a bad temper and have made you suffer a lot in all these years. You are a filial child, because I return to China on the phone and I am willing to enter Taifeng Building as an ordinary chef. I have been taking care of me these days. With an apprentice like you, it was me Xia Muyi who hit the luck. "
"I have nothing to give you. You are not short of money, and I only have money left when I reach the end, and I cannot find anything of memorable value."
"Master, stop talking." Zhang Guanghang wanted to stop everything that was about to happen, but he knew that he couldn't stop it.
This is a natural law. No one can stop it, and no one can change it.
"My funeral, invited everyone in this book to come, come if you are willing to come, even if you do not want to come." Xia Muyi pointed to the phone book, and looked at the chicken in the packing box.
Because of the hot weather, I put it in the packing box for another two days.
"Open the lunch box." Xia Muyi said ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Zhang Guanghang silently opened the lunch box and handed it to Xia Muyi.
The vegetable-boiled chicken had been scrambled, but Xia Muzhen seemed to be unaware, grabbed one with his hand, and bite.
He couldn't taste it, but that was the feeling.
that's nice.
"How is the business of Taifeng Building these two days?" Xia Muyi asked.
"The business is very good, and the feedback from the guests is also very good. There are no negative reviews, all are well received." Zhang Guang Channel.
Xia Muzhen nodded with satisfaction and smiled.
He wanted to rouge, he was finally going to see her, it was nice.
Taifeng House will become the best restaurant in the world, and it will.
On the other side, Jiang Feng, who was discussing with Ji Yue about how to change her story into a comic, suddenly received a game prompt.
"Ding, get the approval of a customer, the task progress (1/10)."
Jiang Feng hadn't responded to how the game was scamming, and why it was obviously not business hours but received the approval of a customer, he received a call from Zhang Guanghang.
"Hello? Is there anything wrong?" Jiang Feng asked.
"My master has just left."
Jiang Feng was in place.
"What's wrong?" Ji Yue asked Jiang Feng when he saw him.
Jiang Feng reacted, and said dumbly, "Mr. Xia Muyi, just gone."
"My master is walking very peacefully. These days I need to deal with my master's funeral. I will call you for a few days off first." Zhang Guang Channel.
Jiang Feng didn't know how to comfort Zhang Guanghang, but could only organize the language awkwardly and difficultly: "Please, please be sad, if you need help, please tell us at any time."
"I can handle it, thank you."
"Thank you for letting Taifeng Building open and my Master left without regret."
"I'm very grateful."
https: //
Genius remember the address of this site in a second :. Mobile website reading URL:
It should be a will.
Because Xia Muzhen's image of dying for money over the years has been too deeply rooted, he gives the impression that in addition to good cooking skills, he lacks money. Although everyone can't think of where he lacks money, everyone thinks he Lack of money.
As the only disciple of Xia Mudi, Zhang Guanghang knew the financial situation of Xia Mudi very well.
Xia Muzhen was very rich, because after experiencing wars and seeing the currency devaluation in the last few years of the Republic of China, Xia Muzhen was very distrustful of the currency, which led him to buy a lot of gold and real estate. For example, the Fenyuan, an old-fashioned courtyard with a huge area, was converted into a private restaurant by Xia Muyi, which is one of the properties under Xia Muyi's name.
He didn't have much cash on hand, but the valuation of the entire property was horribly high.
When Zhang Guanghang arrived at the Fenyuan, Xia Muzhen was still on the phone, to be exact he was calling and cursing.
Seeing Zhang Guanghang's coming, Xia Muyi motioned his eyes to wait for him to wait until he had finished scolding him before telling him something.
Zhang Guanghang saw that the glass on Xia Mu's bedside table was empty, and went out to pour him a cup of warm water. Scolding people talk, tired of drooling and rest.
"Mr. Xia has been on the phone for a day." The guard said to Zhang Guang.
"one day?"
"Yes, except when the two lawyers stopped for a while in the morning, the rest of the time were on the phone, starting from last night. When I gave Mr. Xia Lao medicine at noon today, I saw him looking through the phone book. "The nurse, go and get the packing box on the living room table."
"What's this?" Zhang Guanghang felt familiar with the packing box in the hands of the nurse.
"The dish that you brought back when you brought Mr. Xia Lao the day before yesterday seemed to be chicken with vegetables. I don't know what Mr. Xia Lao thought about it, and wouldn't let me put it in the refrigerator or eat it, just put it on the table He just let me take it in again. "The nurse said, picking up the drinking glass on the table," I'll get the drinking glass. "
Zhang Guanghang entered the room with the nursing staff. Xia Muzhen was looking through the phone book and saw them coming in, saying, "Just put things on the locker. I have something to say to Xiao Hang."
The nurse put the things down and went out, closing the door before leaving.
Xia Muzhen was really thirsty on the phone. He took the cup and drank two cups of warm water, and put the phone book on the bed.
Zhang Guanghang glanced and determined that this was a phone book for the chef's contact information.
Xia Muyi has two phone books, one for diners and one for cooks. The chef on the phone book that recorded the chef basically had a bad relationship with Xia Mudi. To be precise, he had few good colleagues. He usually did not contact at all. Zhang Guanghang did not know why he suddenly I thought of calling the "enemies".
Although it is cursing.
Nor can it be said that it is scolding. Xia Mu scolds people with no dirty words and never says anything out of nothing. It can only be regarded as bitter and mean, but it sounds no different from the scolding.
"This is my will, look at it." Xia Muzhen handed the will to Zhang Guanghang, understatement, as if he was handing a recipe.
"Master, you ..."
"This is a copy. The will is attorney Zhuang. It will take effect as soon as I die. See if I have missed anything." Bury me with this ashes jar. She, her name is Li Fen, and remember to bring her a bunch of flowers when she worships every year. She likes magnolia flowers. "
"Master ..." Looking at Xia Muzhen, Zhang Guanghang just felt uneasy and flustered.
The last time he felt this was when he was separated from his grandfather at the airport 20 years ago. Even if he was a recognized precocious child, he couldn't understand the difference between life and death, thinking that lung cancer was like taking a medicine like a common cold It will be okay, and I do n’t know that the farewell will be farewell.
There are only two important people in Zhang Guanghang's life, one is his uncle, and the other is Xia Muyi. His mother was fascinated by art, his father was addicted to cooking, and both were extremely paranoid and enthusiastic. Zhang Guanghang sometimes even suspected that they would get married just because they saw their own shadow on each other.
Before the age of 7, Zhang Guanghang was taken care of by his uncle, who taught him literacy and rationality so that he could grow up normally and healthily without the care of his parents. After the age of 7, Xia Mudi replaced his uncle's role and accepted him as an apprentice, just like Zhang Qiusheng taught himself to Zhang Guanghang.
Xia Muzhen is not a moral example, not even a good person, but he is a good master. Xia Muzhen has a bad temper, harshness, and bad speech. He often doesn't look good at Zhang Guanghang, but he will remember Zhang Guanghang ’s birthday, his hobbies, his taboos, and he will take care of him when he is sick. Even before Zhang Guanghang was ten years old, he would tell him bedtime stories.
What Zhang Guanghang's parents didn't do, Xia Muyi did it all.
Zhang Guanghang now remembers that when Xia Muzhen took him to buy vegetables, the new hawkers who sell vegetables often were surprised that Xia Muzhen's grandson had a foreign face.
Xia Muyi is the master of Zhang Guanghang, and his relatives, his favorite ones.
It's just that he seems to be losing his loved one.
Zhang Guanghang looked at the will absently, this is a will that 99% of the people in the world will be impressed when they read it.
Xia Muyi left everything to Zhang Guanghang.
"You are my apprentice. I originally accepted you as an apprentice. I was originally selfish."
"I have no wife and no children. I don't even have friends. I don't care about it anymore, but I'm scared when I'm old. I want to find a personal pension."
"I know that I have a bad temper and have made you suffer a lot in all these years. You are a filial child, because I return to China on the phone and I am willing to enter Taifeng Building as an ordinary chef. I have been taking care of me these days. With an apprentice like you, it was me Xia Muyi who hit the luck. "
"I have nothing to give you. You are not short of money, and I only have money left when I reach the end, and I cannot find anything of memorable value."
"Master, stop talking." Zhang Guanghang wanted to stop everything that was about to happen, but he knew that he couldn't stop it.
This is a natural law. No one can stop it, and no one can change it.
"My funeral, invited everyone in this book to come, come if you are willing to come, even if you do not want to come." Xia Muyi pointed to the phone book, and looked at the chicken in the packing box.
Because of the hot weather, I put it in the packing box for another two days.
"Open the lunch box." Xia Muyi said ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Zhang Guanghang silently opened the lunch box and handed it to Xia Muyi.
The vegetable-boiled chicken had been scrambled, but Xia Muzhen seemed to be unaware, grabbed one with his hand, and bite.
He couldn't taste it, but that was the feeling.
that's nice.
"How is the business of Taifeng Building these two days?" Xia Muyi asked.
"The business is very good, and the feedback from the guests is also very good. There are no negative reviews, all are well received." Zhang Guang Channel.
Xia Muzhen nodded with satisfaction and smiled.
He wanted to rouge, he was finally going to see her, it was nice.
Taifeng House will become the best restaurant in the world, and it will.
On the other side, Jiang Feng, who was discussing with Ji Yue about how to change her story into a comic, suddenly received a game prompt.
"Ding, get the approval of a customer, the task progress (1/10)."
Jiang Feng hadn't responded to how the game was scamming, and why it was obviously not business hours but received the approval of a customer, he received a call from Zhang Guanghang.
"Hello? Is there anything wrong?" Jiang Feng asked.
"My master has just left."
Jiang Feng was in place.
"What's wrong?" Ji Yue asked Jiang Feng when he saw him.
Jiang Feng reacted, and said dumbly, "Mr. Xia Muyi, just gone."
"My master is walking very peacefully. These days I need to deal with my master's funeral. I will call you for a few days off first." Zhang Guang Channel.
Jiang Feng didn't know how to comfort Zhang Guanghang, but could only organize the language awkwardly and difficultly: "Please, please be sad, if you need help, please tell us at any time."
"I can handle it, thank you."
"Thank you for letting Taifeng Building open and my Master left without regret."
"I'm very grateful."
https: //
Genius remember the address of this site in a second :. Mobile website reading URL:
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