National Forensic Doctor

When I got home, the smell of steaming fireworks still hit my face.

Savor it carefully, it is really the smell of fireworks.

Dad Jiang Fuzhen and several people were having a barbecue on the terrace. The door between the living room and the terrace is open, and the smell of charcoal fire, barbecue and seafood pours into the nose.

"It's so lively. Fourth uncle, fifth aunt...Aunt Hua, Aunt Liu..." Jiang Yuan said hello one by one, changed his shoes, and came to the terrace.

"You just said you were coming back, and I didn't know when you would come back. I made a barbecue for dinner. It will be fresh whenever you come in. Let's have a bowl of mutton soup first." Jiang Fuzhen said it was barbecue for dinner, and the one next to him said There was still a pot of mutton soup boiling in the pot, but it was a mutton stick bone with the meat removed, broken in the middle, and cooked there. There was no seasoning, but the foam was skimmed cleanly as always, so that the mutton soup was crystal clear to the bottom. I know I thought it was not thick enough.

In the mutton soup, there are also two small pieces of ribs that Jiang Fuzhen put in. Unlike other parts, the clean ribs with the ribs are still somewhat tough even if they are cooked for a long time. They taste soft and chewy. And energetic.

Jiang Yuan held a bowl of hot mutton soup and sat down next to the barbecue with a smile. He drank a few mouthfuls of soup, ate some meat, and listened to everyone bragging.

His mother left very early, and he and his father depended on each other. The most perfect afternoon was to cook a pot of mutton soup and talk to the villagers around the stove.

The mutton soup at that time was pure bone soup, and the rare piece or two of minced meat would be put into Jiang Yuan's bowl by his father.

No matter what the living conditions are, as long as someone does not dislike their own mutton soup and is willing to come home to drink soup, Jiangyuan and Jiangfu Town will be extremely happy. Everyone’s bragging is the best way to dispel loneliness and desolation.

After finishing the bowl of mutton soup, the hostility, anger, confusion, and doubts accumulated in Jiang Yuan's heart seemed to disappear with the wind.

"Here, eat some skewers." The third uncle enthusiastically put three skewers of meat into Jiang Yuan's hands.

"Thank you, uncle." Jiang Yuan smiled.

A dog followed the third uncle's hand and touched Jiang Yuan's side, sniffing his hand and his clothes suspiciously.

There are purebred dogs raised by people in Jiangcun, but most of them are Chuaner. It's not that I don't like the appearance of purebreds, it's mainly that they can't control the nightlife and daily life of purebreds. As a result, even if a good purebred dog is raised for a period of time, it will still give birth to a Chuaner.

As time passed, people in Jiangcun gave up their pursuit of dog breeds and began to have their own aesthetics.

Like the one in front of me, the body shape of a Papillon is a little bit Pomeranian, maybe with a little bit of Serena genes added to it. Looking at its head shape, it seems that there is also a bit of local dog involvement.

Jiang Yuan casually touched the dog's head. The hair was finer and softer than the Rottweiler's, but the head was not as bald as the Rottweiler's.

The dog stretched its neck and sniffed Jiang Yuan's arm desperately.

"My nose is pretty good. I'll cook you some food later." Jiang Yuan patted the dog on the forehead. I am going to review the LV5 dog rice technique again.

When Jiang Fuzhen heard Jiang Yuan's words, he swallowed the meat in his mouth and said, "Let's cook a little for everyone. There are so many people, let's eat together."

"I was thinking of making some food for the dog." Jiang Yuan smiled bitterly.

Jiang Fuzhen said calmly: "Dogs will eat whatever people eat. Your third uncle's dog is not picky about food."

Jiang Yuan explained: "I am going to make dog food, which is food made according to the dog's needs."

"Dogs eat whatever people eat. We are not picky eaters." Jiang Fuzhen said, throwing a bone under the table. The Butterfly Snow Dog whined and took it over, sniffing Jiang Yuan's sleeves. Biting bones, looking excited.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

What could Jiang Yuan say, it would turn into laziness.

However, LV5 cooking [dog] contains a lot of information, and there are many types of dog meals.

Jiang Yuan looked at the ingredients in the refrigerator, selected the ones that were harmless to humans and animals, and started cooking them in his own big pot.

Not to mention, the large iron pot that Dad chose can cook a sheep in the city and enough to cook pig food for 10 pigs in the countryside. It is most suitable for cooking in large quantities.

A small amount of beef is cut into cubes, a small amount of mutton is cut into small pieces, and a large amount of vegetables are washed and set aside. Each ingredient is processed and fried separately.

Because it is dog rice, very little seasoning is used. However, when it is about to come out of the pot, I will borrow the skills left by Uncle Seventeen and add salt, pepper and other seasonings to the portion for people to eat...

In addition to the meal for Butterfly Snow Dog, Jiang Yuan also put the rest of the rice on the plate in a mixed style. Everything was ready. Jiang Yuan turned around with the rice in hand and saw several people standing at the door of the kitchen.

"It smells weird." The third uncle hugged the dog, licked his lips, and stared at the plate.

Aunt Hua also nodded: "The rice made by Jiang Yuan smells delicious and looks good. There are many kinds. Young people nowadays know so much."

Jiang Yuan smiled and gave up half a seat and said: "You have to eat it to know whether it tastes good or not. One portion per person, let's take it ourselves. The one on the outside is for the dog."

"This guy took advantage today." The third uncle took advantage of the situation and kicked Butterfly, but his attitude was very happy. He is older than Jiangfu Town. He works all day long to collect rent, walking from downstairs to upstairs, from one community to another, accompanied by Hubo Xuetu along the way, even when he goes out to barbecue. With the dog, it can be seen that the kindness is really kind.

Putting the food for the dog on the ground, Huo Bo became excited as he smelled the snow and soil. It doesn't look like a strong one. It has been trained for many years and suppressed by the trainer. At this time, it can't wait to jump up, jumping and shouting happily.

The third uncle was afraid of disturbing others, so he hurriedly shouted: "Stop barking, I won't feed you if you yell."

Huo Bo Xuetu protested with two more "woof, woof" sounds, and his big eyes were as big as a dial.

Jiang Fuzhen laughed and said, "If it wants to scream, just let it scream. There are just some sundries downstairs and it won't spread far."

The third uncle then moved his feet and allowed Hubo Xuetu to eat.

The dog, which was half an arm long, wanted to stuff itself into the rice bowl. In the room, there were only the sounds of eating and no more shouting.

Several people looked at the dog and couldn't help but laugh. They each took a pile of food and started eating in the restaurant.

In the blink of an eye, the only sound left in the meal was the squeaking of food, and no more talking.

Several people were immersed in eating, as if they were competing in speed with Hubo Snow and Earth.

Jiang Yuan ate it himself and thought it tasted great.

There are many ingredients in the pilaf rice, and they are processed separately and each maintains its original taste. This alone is a job that can only be done in a very high-end restaurant. On the other hand, the combination and processing of the ingredients themselves are also particular. During the production process, the flavor is improved...

"I think the food Jiang Yuan cooked today can be taken out to open a restaurant." Aunt Hua was the surprising first person to finish eating. She put down the basin, wiped her mouth and said, "What better food than what I eat when I go abroad?" Michelin, much tastier.”

"To be honest, that carrot is exactly the same as the one I bought at home. The taste of these things can be distinguished."

"The meat is cooked just right, not soft or hard, just right."

"It probably fits the dog's teeth just right..."

When everyone is full and full, most of the food in the pot is still left.

"There is so much left, what should we do?" Aunt Hua looked at the remaining food and looked worried.

"I remember there are stray dogs at the back door. Let's give the rest to the stray dogs." Jiang Yuan deliberately made more and prepared to give it to the stray dogs.

Chen Manli's legacy made it very clear that her cooking skills were prepared for stray dogs. Although Jiang Yuan didn't have to follow the instructions, he felt that he could take care of him if he had the chance.

Aunt Hua was a little reluctant and said: "What should I do for stray dogs? Stray dogs rummage through the garbage to eat. Give a share to the villagers and then finish it."

"You can't just say that if you have leftover food at home, just send it to everyone." Jiang Yuan smiled and said: "Otherwise, you can take some back and I will give the leftovers to the stray dogs."

Having said that, Jiang Yuan took out a large piece of dog food first, which was reserved for the stray dogs.

What was left, Aunt Hua and others split it up without hesitation.

Then, everyone helped together to clean up the kitchen and terrace, and put the pots and pans into the huge dishwasher before leaving one after another.

Only Hubo Xuetu was following a few people's packing boxes at first. When the owner was about to take him away, Hubo Xuetu suddenly made two "woof" sounds, turned around and ran away.

The third uncle was stunned and shouted: "Immortal, I'm home, why are you running away?"

When Huo Bo Xuetu heard this, he just ran faster.

The third uncle smiled sheepishly, twisted his waist, and went to chase the dog.

Fortunately, although the Fuzhen family's house was large, it was quite square. In a short time, the third uncle chased the dog into a corner.

"Woof. Woof woof!" Tie Zhui yelled with bared teeth.

Snapped!

Seeing its bared teeth, Third Uncle slapped it and hit it. People in rural areas don't have so much respect for raising dogs, and those who dare to show their teeth will be given a beating.

Butterfly Snow Tu has a cute appearance and is usually quite popular, but since it is called Iron Hammer, it naturally knows the power of its master's iron fist. Memories flooded into his heart and he suddenly shrank into a ball.

"Let's just say, go home." The third uncle picked up the dog and waved goodbye to Jiang Fuzhen and Jiang Yuan.

The hammer hit the third uncle's shoulder, and Kazilan's big eyes seemed to be filled with tears.

"Woof woof woof." Tie Zhui shouted desperately towards Jiang Yuan. You can still hear it until the elevator door closes.

Jiang Yuan packed up, took the remaining dog food, and went to the back door.

There were three stray dogs passing by, eating leftovers from someone at the back door.

Jiang Yuan put the food he cooked somewhere a little further away and left quickly.

Looking at the three stray dogs wandering indecisively from a distance, Jiang Yuan could inexplicably feel a hint of Chen Manli's mood.

After returning home, Jiang Yuan returned to his desk, took out his notebook, and silently turned to the latest page.

He has a habit of recording important accounts. In the early years, when the family still had debts, they also had to pay on credit from time to time. Jiang Yuan was afraid that his father would miss someone's account, so he wrote it down himself.

The habit continues to this day. When Jiang Yuan has free time or feels uneasy, he is willing to look at the account book.

Jiang Yuan unscrewed the pen, thought for a while, and wrote the next line on the latest page:

For the first time in my life, I received a business trip subsidy, 180 yuan per day for 13 days, totaling 2,340 yuan. In addition, I received a subsidy of 20,000 yuan from my father. A total of 22,340 yuan.