Life is a Game

After about half an hour, the five people sorted the pickles and various sauces that Ji Yue had brought over thousands of miles away, as well as a small number of homemade dried fruits and vegetables, so that a pile of bottles and jars of the same shape and size were neatly arranged. Neatly arranged on the coffee table or on the floor.

Jiang Feng took a small bottle that used to contain garlic sauce and now it contained apple sauce, opened it, looked at the apple sauce that was finely chopped in the bottle, and its color was similar to tremella and lotus seed soup, and praised: "Ji Yue, Your mother's jams look good!"

"My mother has been making jam for many years. I remember that I have been making jam since I was in elementary school. If you like it, you can take two more cans. Axue and I can't finish eating these sauces until next year." Ji Yue pointed to several cans of chopped peppers on the coffee table, "These chopped peppers, pickled peppers, and chili oil, if your Qiqi likes to take two more cans, you can take them. There are also these, made by Shanghai Qing and Xuelihong I think the pickled vegetables are so-so, but this kind of pickled Chinese cabbage is very delicious!"

Ji Yue is like a shopping guide at the cosmetics counter on the first floor of the mall, constantly recommending her own products and enthusiastically asking passers-by if they want free eyebrow trimming and light makeup along the way.

"Isn't the pickles made of Chinese cabbage just pickles?" Jiang Feng grew up eating pickles made by Comrade Wang Xiulian himself, so he has a great say in pickles.

"It's not kimchi. Kimchi is the same as spicy cabbage. My family's is... how to say, it's the kind used for stir-frying. A whole cabbage is marinated in a jar, and the jars are all chopped by my mother. This time, I specially brought 5 cans of this kind of pickled vegetables over here. Jiang Feng took 3 cans for you to share with your parents, your grandfather and your uncle. The rest can be eaten slowly, but this one has to be eaten quickly. It can't be kept in the jar. Generally speaking, this kind of pickled vegetables is made in winter because the temperature is more suitable, but my mother can make it all year round." Ji Yue reminded.

"Stir-fried bamboo shoots with pickled vegetables are very delicious when fried with pickled vegetables. It is also good to fry with lard residue without bamboo shoots. Even if you don't add anything, you can directly fry pickled vegetables with pickled vegetables. My mother likes this kind of pickled vegetables. It's very well done, and the ones sold outside can't compare to this." Ji Yue began to brag about her mother's pickled vegetables, as if the countless "not recommended" before were not what she said.

"Gu..." As he spoke, Ji Yue's stomach growled.

Jiang Feng:? ? ?

So delicious?

"Did you eat on the train?" Jiang Feng asked.

Now he suspects that Ji Yue didn't eat because she forgot to prepare something to eat before boarding the train, and because she was too cash-strapped to think that the box lunch was expensive, so Ji Yue protested as soon as she talked about her stomach like this.

"How is it possible, of course I ate it." Ji Yue's mouth was stiff.

"What did you eat?" Wu Minqi asked.

Ji Yue: "...The eggs my mother cooked and stuffed into my bag yesterday morning and the original alpine lollipops I snatched from my brother two days ago."

Everyone: ...

Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi looked at Zhang Guanghang together, their eyes filled with your girlfriend's confusion, when you picked her up, you didn't expect to take her to dinner first.

But looking at the things that Ji Yue and Zhang Guanghang brought, Jiang Feng understood a little more. People will not feel hungry when they are wrapped in various pickles and jams.

"There seems to be a bag of dried noodles in the kitchen, Ah Yue, let me cook a bowl of dried noodles for you." Ji Xue got up.

Ji Yue solemnly stretched out two fingers: "Two bowls."

Ji Yue said, for a weak woman like me who only ate one egg and one original lollipop for more than 20 hours and weighed 99.6 pounds, it is not too much to eat two bowls of noodles at night, right?

Thinking of the weight she took off her shoes and weighed before leaving, Ji Yue felt a little sad. Since she came home, she ate pickles every day. When she ate with pickles, she couldn't help but eat an extra bowl of rice, and she ate back the meat she had lost with great difficulty some time ago.

"Do you want to eat?" Ji Xue asked.

Everyone sat here and smelled all kinds of pickles for half an hour. Jiang Feng actually felt a little hungry when asked by Ji Xue, so he said, "By the way, help me cook a bowl too, thank you .”

"I want a bowl too." Wu Minqi agreed.

"It's troublesome." Zhang Guanghang said.

"I don't know if 6 bowls of dried noodles in a bag is enough. I remember there is still a small half bag of egg noodles in the cabinet. Does any of you want to eat this kind?" Ji Xue said that she also wanted a bowl.

Everyone said yes.

"Do you want to mix the noodles with sauce? Let me see. Chopped peppers, pickled peppers, pickled cucumber strips, pickled vegetables, pumpkin sauce, garlic chili sauce, sword beans, capers, strawberry sauce, blueberry sauce, apple sauce, mushrooms Sauce...ah, and this, I almost forgot in that bag, these two things are very delicious with noodles, I'll get them for you!" Ji Yue suddenly remembered that she still had two big guys in another In the bag, he bounced off the small bench and ran into the room.

It didn't take long to come out with two small black jars.

The painting style of these two jars is completely different from those on the table.

"What is this?" Zhang Guanghang asked.

"This is my grandma's pickled watermelon rind and garlic." Ji Yue said.

"Laba garlic?" Zhang Guanghang asked.

"It's not Laba garlic, it's pickled with vinegar. It's a bit strong, but it's a perfect match with porridge and noodles!" Ji Yue opened the jar containing pickled garlic, and immediately the whole living room was enveloped by a strong smell of vinegar and sourness. Chopped peppers and peppers can't find a trace of presence.

"It's just not suitable for eating in public." Ji Yue closed the lid silently, and opened another jar, "You must try this pickled watermelon rind later, these watermelon rinds are carefully selected by my grandma The ones that come out are definitely thick enough. Before marinating, you need to press a heavy object overnight to squeeze out the water, and then put them in the sun to dry. It tastes crispy and sweet. It is definitely the best pickled watermelon rind you have ever eaten !"

When Ji Yue wanted to introduce to everyone how superb her grandma's pickling skills are, Ji Xue came out of the kitchen with a look of embarrassment on her face: "Well, I'm sorry I misremembered, now there is only half a bag of noodles, but the refrigerator There are still yesterday's leftovers and two eggs in it. I originally saved this morning to make fried rice with eggs, but I got up late in the morning. There are quite a lot of leftovers, and noodles should be enough, or I will make fried rice with eggs now ?”

"Okay!" Ji Yue said that as long as she can eat, she can eat anything now, let alone so many pickles.

Jiang Feng and Zhang Guanghang involuntarily looked at the pickles recommended by Ji Yue before.

"Ji Xue, take a rest. I'll do the fried rice. Since there are so many pickled vegetables here, why don't we make fried rice with pickled vegetables?" Jiang Feng said.

"Ah?" Ji Xue was taken aback, "Let me do it, you just need to rest."

"Everyone is a cook, don't you still trust my skills?" Jiang Feng stood up and glanced at the coffee table, "That jar is pickles?"

Ji Yue stuffed a jar on her left to Jiang Feng: "Use this to fry!"

"I'll help too." Zhang Guanghang got up.

Jiang Feng and Zhang Guanghang looked at each other, their eyes met, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, and swords and guns rang.

Immediately, Jiang Feng had a feeling of a competition. The duel between the young chefs of Taifeng Building, the first cooking showdown between him and Zhang Guanghang, was about to decide the winner in today's fried rice with pickled vegetables.

Ji Yue thinks the two of them have a strange relationship: ...

"Qiqi, do you think they are weird?" Ji Yue asked.

Wu Minqi thought for a while, and said: "During the time you went home, Fengfeng's praise rate among customers has been rising steadily, and the evaluation has now surpassed Zhang Guanghang."

"Your man is so powerful recently?!" Ji Yue was shocked.

Wu Minqi concealed the fact that it was because of the sudden popularity of Jiang Feng's pure meat wontons, and nodded: "So I think they might be trying to compete."

"Competition?"

"It should be. They have never been divided into a group in the 1V1 competition in the Haotaste Cooking Competition before. In Taifeng Building, they are also responsible for different dishes. This should be the first time they cook the same dish. Let's cook a dish, it's just a competition." Wu Minqi made a final decision.

Ji Yue shook her head: "Hey, your man is doomed."

Wu Minqi: "No, it's your man who will lose."

Eye contact, gunpowder filled the air.

Ji Xue, the melon eater:? ? ?

Am I missing something? ? ?