Life is a Game

When the evening business ended, Jiang Feng obviously felt that Jiang Weiming's mood was much better.

Jiang Feng decided to leave work normally today, and go home to study the specific method of saffron chicken. Tomorrow's interview and filming are all scheduled for the afternoon. Xu Cheng has made a reservation for dinner at Taifeng Building. It seems that he is planning to eat at Taifeng Building for the next few days until the end of the interview.

Jiang Feng is going to go to Renyi Hospital tomorrow morning to see if there are any new mice to review the progress of the small canteen's tasks for him, make a pot of boiled broccoli for Jiang Shoucheng at noon, and return to Taifeng Tower in the afternoon for interviews and filming .

The itinerary is well organized.

I believe Jiang Shoucheng will be very moved when he eats that pot of boiled broccoli tomorrow.

Jiang Feng slumped on the sofa when he got home, and fell into deep thought after checking the recipe of saffron chicken on the Internet with his mobile phone.

He originally thought that since the hint given by the game is that crispy apples are a good choice, then the status of apples as an ingredient in saffron chicken must be as light as weight, it can sit on an equal footing with chicken, and maybe it is the finishing touch.

After a search, Jiang Feng found that the apple had no presence in this dish at all, it was just cut into small pieces and then fried in a butter pan for a few times before serving. Toss with vegetables for garnish. Vegetables should be put in a shape, pay attention to the color matching, and fold it like a flower. The apples can be mixed into the chicken after they are out of the pan, and they don’t even have shapes.

So what the heck does chicken saffron and crispy apples have to do with each other?

Jiang Feng nestled on the sofa and fell into deep thought, like a thinking husky.

Eyes wide open, brow furrowed.

This is what Wu Minqi saw when she went to the living room with herbal tea.

"What are you thinking about?" Wu Minqi put the herbal tea on the coffee table and moved it to Jiang Feng.

The herbal tea was delivered by Ji Xue in the morning. As a Cantonese, the herbal tea she brewed was much higher than Jiang Feng's Wuhua tea.

Jiang Feng's Wuhua tea tastes a little sweet because Luo Han Guo is added. Ji Xue's herbal tea is made from silver flower, chrysanthemum, astragalus, licorice and other Chinese herbs. .

The herbal tea cooked by Ji Xue is heat-clearing and detoxifying tea. It is suitable for people with internal heat and anger. It is the best drink in this hot and dry season.

The herbal tea had been stored in the freezer for a day, and Wu Minqi took it outside for more than half an hour. It was still slightly cold, and the entrance was just right.

"I was wondering what the relationship between saffron chicken and crispy apples is." Jiang Feng said, changing his posture and paralyzed.

"Saffron chicken? Isn't that a French dish? What does it have to do with crispy apples?" Wu Minqi asked back, picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.

"I can't figure it out either, but I always feel that the two of them have something to do with each other." Seeing that Wu Minqi clicked on a TV series, Jiang Feng hurriedly stopped him, "I watched this show last week, it wasn't good, episode 2 The male protagonist in the first episode is green, and the heroine will appear in the seventh episode."

Wu Minqi quit the TV series interface and switched to a new one.

The two happily watched a sand sculpture domestic idol love drama for one night.

On the second day, Wu Minqi went out early in the morning to grab the bean buns from the steamed stuffed bun shop at the gate of the community, while Jiang Feng slept a little late and went to Renyi Hospital to try his luck later to see if he could meet some mice who needed help. Brush task progress.

Because last time Ji Yue paid a terrible price for two steamed buns but didn't regret it at all, everyone became curious about the bean buns at the gate of the community and went to buy them, and fell in love with it by coincidence.

Since Wang Xiulian, the eldest aunt, the second aunt, the fourth aunt and the fifth aunt all joined the team that got up early in the morning to snap up the bean curd buns, the sales of the bean curd buns were extremely hot, and everyone had to queue up to buy a bun. Passers-by who don't know why they have nothing to do and don't need to go to work every day see that the breakfast shop needs to queue up, and they also join the queue one after another, causing this bun shop to become an Internet celebrity breakfast shop at the entrance of the community, and even On Weibo hot search.

Wu Minqi was shouldering the important task of helping Comrade Wang Xiulian buy bean buns, so she got up very early, even earlier than when she had to run in the morning in high school.

When Jiang Feng got up, Comrade Wang Xiulian had finished eating all the bean buns and posted them on Moments.

After packing his bags, Jiang Feng went out and took the subway to Renyi Hospital. When he arrived at Renyi Hospital, he went straight to the vegetable market next to the small cafeteria. Without a word, he bought three catties of broccoli, and then took a photo and sent it to Jiang Shoucheng to tell him that he would come over to help him at noon today. Cook.

Jiang Shoucheng's hand holding the phone trembled slightly, his face turned pale, as if he had been on night shift for two consecutive days.

By the time he saw lunch at noon today, his complexion would probably turn green.

Jiang Feng would do this kind of pitiful job as a doctor in the hospital, who needs to work night shifts, can't eat well and sleep well, and also acts as a security guard when necessary. He is losing weight day by day, and his weight has been far exceeded by Jiang Zaide Is it inhumane that brother can only eat three catties of boiled broccoli for lunch?

Jiang Feng was an honest man who only lied about seniority. How could he treat his dear second cousin like this.

Jiang Feng went to the small kitchen with three catties of broccoli. Sure enough, in the small kitchen, he met Qian Lijuan, who was making soup, and Fang Zhuoyue, who was persistently fighting against cooking porridge.

Zhuang Lin recovered his life from the gate of the ghost gate, and is now recovering. Qian Lijuan has opened her door to cooking since the carrot stewed beef was a big success, she fell in love with cooking deeply, and cooks Zhuang Lin some unpalatable dishes in different ways every day, even Also some bad soup.

Fang Zhuoyue is a local. His father just had a minor operation a few days ago, and he can only eat liquid food every day. This is why Fang Zhuoyue insists on fighting porridge every day.

Fang Zhuoyue hurriedly asked for help when he saw Jiang Feng as if he had seen a savior.

"Jiang Feng, come and take a look. The porridge I cook these days is obviously normal, and it doesn't look mushy. But when my dad drinks it, he always says it has a mushy smell. I tasted it, and it also smells like mush. Take a look. What's going on." Fang Zhuoyue's level of culinary skills is inversely proportional to his talent in mathematics.

"Smell? How did you cook it?" Jiang Feng asked.

"Just like you taught me, I have been stirring the porridge with a spoon." Fang Zhuo said, "It looks normal, but it tastes like a paste."

Jiang Feng thought for a while, and guessed: "It should be that you turned the fire up and the bottom was mushy, but you kept stirring the porridge, so you stirred up the bottom of the porridge. It can't be seen on the surface, but the whole pot of porridge is the same. It smells mushy."

Fang Zhuoyue was stunned.

"Wait a minute and let me check the heat for you. I'll put the broccoli here first and you can look at it for me. I'm going to the supermarket next to the hospital to buy something." Jiang Feng said, putting the broccoli on the table.

"No problem, you can go." Fang Zhuoyue agreed without hesitation.

Jiang Feng left the small cafeteria.

There is a large supermarket near Renyi, with a wide variety of ingredients, all kinds of seasonings, and even imported ingredients. The only disadvantage is that it is too expensive.

Jiang Feng was going to buy butter.

Although the boiled broccoli tasted good and was crispy, it was bland and tasteless even with salt added. It was more uncomfortable for Jiang Shoucheng to eat three catties at a time than for him to learn how to cook with the old man.

Jiang Feng planned to make these three catties of broccoli in two ways.

The first method came from the inspiration he got when he watched the practice of saffron chicken yesterday.

Fry in butter.

Add some other seasonings to enrich the taste of broccoli, maybe it can match the taste of Jiang Shoucheng.

The second way is to cook broccoli in the same way as crispy apples.

Jiang Feng thought about it all night after watching the TV series last night, but he couldn't figure out what the relationship between crispy apples and saffron chicken was, so he just broke the jar and tried to see if he could use the method of making crispy apples to make other dishes .

He hadn't even made crispy apples before, but he had seen the old man do it, so he needed to try it and catch a mouse to verify his attempt.

Jiang Shoucheng was that little white mouse.

A little white mouse with a big appetite.