Life is a Game

Jiang Feng arrived at Taifeng Tower early the next day.

How early is it? This is probably the earliest time Jiang Feng got up after graduating from high school. Jiang Feng and his high school had to run exercises at 6:30 every morning. It was precisely because of this policy that Jiang Feng thought the most every day for three years in high school. Unintentionally, calmly, smacking around, Mingxiu Plank Road secretly asked Comrade Wang Xiulian to transfer schools.

Until Jiang Feng finished the college entrance examination, he didn't come up with a plan that wouldn't get beaten up.

Before most of the office workers in 996 woke up, Jiang Feng had already arrived at the back kitchen of Taifeng building, and opened the bag energetically to check the oranges and crabs he brought.

The oranges were carefully selected by him. They were round, plump and shiny. Before coming to Taifeng Tower, Jiang Feng had already brushed and brushed the wrinkled skin of the oranges with a brush, cleaning the dirt from every crevice. Now these two oranges are definitely the two most beautiful boys in the orange world.

Jiang Feng also knew that he had come early, and this was probably the most active cooking he had ever done in his life. Even he himself didn't know why, maybe it was because he felt that the correct answer was right in front of his eyes, and the lecturer was on the way, and he was the only lucky candidate in the audience, so it was normal for him to be a little excited of.

Before the two old men came, Jiang Feng decided to deal with the orange first.

This time Jiang Feng handled it extra carefully. When shaving the orange meat, it was like a surgeon performing a surgical operation.

Taking Jiang Feng to remove all the orange flesh from the two oranges and put them into a bowl, there was only a thin layer of orange juice left in the oranges, and the two old men came late.

Because of the scallion pancakes made by Grandma Jiang, the old man was in a good mood. When he entered the kitchen, he was still humming an out-of-tune tune. Jiang Feng felt a bit like the Huangmei Opera that Grandma Jiang usually listened to.

"Go ahead, leave us alone." The old man saw that Jiang Feng stopped his hands and looked up at them, and told Jiang Feng not to be distracted while cooking.

One mouthful is a scent of sesame oil of scallions.

Jiang Feng: ...

Granny pancakes?

Now that the two old men came, Jiang Feng started to steam the crabs. It only took a few minutes to steam the crabs, and Jiang Feng was not idle during this short period of time. He gently scraped the inside of the oranges that had been processed with a knife to make the inside smooth and round, so that it looked nice.

After the crabs were steamed, Jiang Feng began to handle the crabs in front of the two old men. From handling the crabs to adjusting the stuffing to steaming them in the wok, the two old men didn't say a word during the whole process.

They had never made crab stuffed oranges before, and it was the first time a young girl had been on the sedan chair to watch Jiang Feng make this dish. They didn't really have any say about crab stuffed oranges, they could only give Jiang Feng some opinions with their years of cooking experience after tasting them.

After more than half an hour, two crabs stuffed with oranges came out of the pot.

This time, Jiang Feng played very steadily, with almost no mistakes, and because of the extra care and attention in the production, the evaluation was higher than all the crab-stuffed oranges he had made before.

But still a B grade.

There is an insurmountable gap between A-level dishes and B-level dishes.

Jiang Weiguo didn't speak. Although he felt that Jiang Feng's crab-stuffed orange this time was better than what he made last night, this dish didn't appeal to him at all, and he didn't understand why Jiang Feng was so enthusiastic about this dish.

In his opinion, this weird dish is not as good as the shallot pancake made by Grandma Jiang.

The scallion pancakes made by the old woman this morning are really delicious, but the sesame oil is not enough. I told her to put more sesame oil, but she said that you should eat less oil when you are older.

Don't think he doesn't know, the old lady came back from eating braised pork last night, or the kind of sweet lipstick with heavy oil and sugar.

"Xiaofeng, do you think the heat of this dish is wrong?" Jiang Weiming asked.

"Yes, when I made this dish, the previous steps felt very smooth, but the finished product always felt weird." Jiang Feng nodded.

"Something is wrong." Jiang Weiming nodded, then turned to look at Jiang Weiguo, "Little brother, what do you think?"

The old man who was still immersed in the chive pancakes this morning was suddenly cue: ...

"The final taste is a bit strange. I feel that oranges and crabs don't go well together." The old man said.

He has never cooked a similar dish, and he has not even used oranges in the dish, so he has no right to speak, but the old man personally thinks that the taste of orange meat and crab does not match very well, and this dish feels more like a legendary canteen dish.

The old man is also a fashionable old man who can read the news with his mobile phone, which also causes him to be often deceived by the news. Until now, he thinks that the dishes in the university cafeteria are all like stir-fried cucumbers with cherry tomatoes, stewed yams with blueberries, and roasted potatoes with strawberries. Epic dishes.

"Song people often use oranges to relieve the fishy smell of crabs. The biggest role of orange meat in the crab-stuffed orange dish is to relieve the fishy smell of crabs. But since Xiangxue wine is used to remove the fishy smell, it means that the orange meat is also for enhancing the taste. , but now..." After calmly analyzing together, Jiang Weiming found that he couldn't go on.

The entire back kitchen fell into silence.

Suddenly, Jiang Weiming said, "Xiaofeng, you just steamed on low heat for 5 minutes?"

"right."

"Can't find the feeling?"

"Can't find it."

"No feeling at all?"

"No."

Jiang Weiming was silent again, before saying after a long time: "In this case, you have to trust your own feelings. Since Xiaohuo can't do it, you might as well switch to Weihuo."

"Weihuo?" Jiang Feng was stunned.

"This is just my opinion." Jiang Weiming smiled, "Xiaofeng, if you think it's not good, you don't have to accept it. The chef must believe in his own feelings. Our opinions are secondary. The knife is in your own hands. You are all masters, you must have the confidence to be a master."

"Your grandfather and I are going outside for a walk, you can think about it here." After speaking, Jiang Weiming put down the crab-stuffed orange in his hand.

The old man followed closely behind.

Both crab stuffed oranges were empty.

The two old men also left, and Jiang Feng was left in the kitchen quietly thinking about Jiang Weiming's opinion just now.

Slight fire?

Jiang Feng thought he could try it.

Orange is a delicious fruit, with the right sweetness and sourness, and a unique fruity aroma. It is precisely because of this fruity aroma that crab stuffed orange is very attractive when it is uncovered.

But the steamed oranges are different. Although the taste is roughly the same, it is less sweet and more sour, which destroys the original perfect sweet-sour ratio, and also has an indescribable weird taste.

Curiosity is okay, but the taste is not enough.

If it is a slight fire, it may be possible to retain the original taste of the orange to a greater extent.

Jiang Feng felt as if he had opened the door to a new world.

On the other side, the two old men walked out of Taifeng Building slowly and separated at the door.

"Third brother, do you know where the aquatic product market is?" Jiang Weiguo asked worriedly.

"I know, Jianye took me there before." Jiang Weiming said, "Little brother, do you know how to pick oranges?"

"Know how to pick. My old woman loves to eat these fruits. When I was in the village, I had to go to the town to buy them for her every day." Jiang Weiguo said, "Xiaofeng doesn't know how to buy oranges. Is the kind sour or sweet? Can sweet oranges be delicious in cooking?"

"Little brother, do you have your bus card?" Jiang Weiming asked worriedly.

Jiang Weiguo took out his bus card from his pocket, and was about to leave when he suddenly remembered an important thing: "Third brother, do you bring cash?"

This really caught Jiang Weiming's attention. He took out his pocket and only took out 16 yuan.

For 16 yuan, it is estimated that you can buy two crab legs.

"Isn't there a mobile phone to pay now? Brother, can you? Teach me." Jiang Weiming took out his mobile phone.

Jiang Weiguo, who is in his 80s, began to teach Jiang Weiming, who was 99, how to pay with his mobile phone, and then he found out that he couldn't actually know how to pay with his mobile phone.

"Is it just to click that to pay?" Jiang Weiming noticed the two large characters on the phone.

"No, I think Xiaofeng and the others use their mobile phones to scan something, then enter the amount by themselves, and then enter the password or something. Isn't this a so-and-so? Is that a code?" Jiang Weiguo was confused.

Jiang Weiming was more confused than Jiang Weiguo.

Two old men stood at the entrance of Taifeng Building and stared at the Alipay payment code with big eyes.

A passing 996 office worker heard the old man's words, took another look at Jiang Weiming's mobile phone for the elderly, and enthusiastically pointed to the mobile phone and told them: "Grandpa just takes this to pay, and this is the payment code. You can just scan this for the clerk. If it doesn’t work, give them your mobile phone, and they will help you.”

"Thank you, young man." Jiang Weiming said with a smile.

After the office worker left, Jiang Weiguo couldn't help sighing and said, "Hey, I'm still old."

"When you are old, you are old. What's wrong with being old? We've all been old for so many years. Do you think it's too slow to react when you're old?" Jiang Weiming said with a smile.

"Let's not talk about it, third brother, be careful on the way, if you can't find the way back, call Xiaofeng or Jiankang to pick you up."

The two old men separated.

Jiang Weiming took two steps forward, and couldn't help but look back at the signboard of Taifeng Tower.

He remembered very clearly that his father had told him that this signboard was brought to Peiping from outside the pass in the year he was born.

From outside the Guan to Beiping, during the more than one hundred years, wherever this signboard hangs, there is Taifeng Building.

He is old, but the sign is still young.

forever Young.

Immortal.