Life is a Game

Jiang Feng looked at Jiang Junlian.

Jiang Junlian looked at Jiang Feng.

The eyes of the two cousins ​​met, and their eyes were facing each other. In the blink of an eye, Jiang Junlian stepped past Jiang Feng in a flash, as if she hadn't seen her cousin, she was still bouncing forward.

Jiang Feng walked into the back kitchen as if he didn't see Jiang Junlian.

The brother-sister relationship in plastic is clearly revealed at this moment.

"Xia Xia, go ahead and get the steamed crabs." Jiang Feng arranged tasks for Ji Xia as soon as he entered the kitchen, "I'll come over as soon as I finish cooking the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon."

"Good master." Ji Xia put down the kitchen knife in his hand and ran to the front.

Jiang Feng scanned the kitchen.

The pot has been moved, the firewood has been moved, and there are unfinished potato slices on the chopping board—it is relatively fast to cut potato slices with Ji Xia's current knife skills, and it takes time to cut potato shreds of different lengths, not to mention thickness.

Dahua’s daily meal is actually very simple, it is all kinds of leafy vegetables mixed with potatoes and sweet potatoes, sweet potatoes are usually boiled, if it is fried, it must be potatoes. Now there was only a small basket of potatoes in the entire kitchen, and the stove was obviously overheated. Jiang Feng guessed that Ji Xia should be frying while chopping, and frying immediately after cutting out a portion, and then chopping again after frying.

The kid isn't troublesome either.

Seeing that Jiang Junqing was the only one left in the kitchen, Jiang Feng suddenly became angry and said, "Juanqing, everyone is too busy to spare their hands now, so you can help Xia Xia cut the potatoes."

Although Jiang Junlian and Jiang Junqing were both sisters of the devil king type, Jiang Junqing was relatively better, especially when she was alone.

If Jiang Junqing was still number xxl, Jiang Feng might not dare to say this, but now Jiang Junqing is already number xl, and there is only one person. He, Jiang Feng, is also a chef who can flip the spoon, and a mere xl cousin who is alone can still deal with it.

Jiang Junqing looked at the potatoes in the small basket, roughly counted them, and asked, "Do you want to peel them?"

"No, just cut it into a shape that can be fried." Jiang Feng didn't dare to order his cousin too much.

Jiang Junqing breathed a sigh of relief and picked up the kitchen knife.

She is familiar with cutting potatoes. During the summer vacation, she cuts potatoes the most.

Jiang Junqing started to cut potatoes, not only faster than Ji Xia, but also better than Ji Xia.

Although she and Jiang Junlian have been practicing cooking since they were young, they have practiced it anyway. They are children from Jiang's family. They have been chopping vegetables for more than half of the summer vacation, and their knife skills are barely enough.

Seeing that Jiang Junqing was so obedient, not only didn't resist, he didn't even refuse to complain, Jiang Feng couldn't believe his eyes.

Is this still his cousin?

Is this still the cold-blooded and ruthless vicious cousin of his who caught his cousins ​​everywhere for tutoring during the Chinese New Year?

I didn't expect that even my temperament changed in the last high school. It seems that the level of middle school education in City A is good!

"Juanqing, cut slowly. It's okay if you don't finish cutting. If you're tired, you can sit outside and have a rest and eat some fruit." Jiang Feng warned a few words hypocritically, and then left.

On the way, they ran into Ji Xia who was carrying two big plates of crabs, and Jiang Junlian who was running back excitedly holding three big boxes of mooncakes.

When Jiang Feng arrived at the main battlefield, the kitchen was already filled with the smell of all kinds of meat. One smell made one feel as if he had come to heaven. memory.

Jiang Weiming originally wanted to prepare the porpoise in Taifeng Building and send it over, but because it is inconvenient to do so, and the porpoise needs to be cooked and eaten first, otherwise it will affect the taste, so Professor Li invited someone to come to the kitchen a few days in advance A stove dedicated to making porpoise was built.

Jiang Feng could only sigh that the house was so big that he could really do whatever he wanted.

If it wasn't that the house at home wasn't big enough, he would also like to get a stove in the kitchen that can make cannonballs.

The two old men of pigeons have already helped Jiang Feng take care of it. He only needs to adjust the stuffing, fill the stuffing, and steam the pigeons with pine needles. The most difficult thing for the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon is to thicken it. Jiang Feng has now fully mastered the skill of thickening it. If he wants to further improve the taste of the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon, he can only work hard to improve his cooking skills. You know, the basic attribute determines the upper limit.

If the basic attribute determines that the score can only reach a maximum of 99 points, even players with a lucky value of SSS cannot score 100 points.

Eight-treasure Chestnut Pigeon and Crab-stuffed Orange are served for one person, which also means that Jiang Feng must make 21 servings of Eight-treasure Chestnut Pigeon and Crab-stuffed Orange. Jiang Feng didn't even need to think about it to know that he couldn't finish it.

Since you want pigeons, you must have a choice of pigeons.

Those of the two old men and Professor Li and his wife must not be pigeonholed. This is 4 copies.

Ji Xia loves to eat oranges as well as meat, so Jiang Feng's only apprentice, Ji Xia, is definitely not a fan.

Qiqi is the same, Jiang Feng is the only girlfriend, and he can't be pigeonholed.

My mother can't dove, but my father can dove.

Two cousins ​​and two cousins... Forget it, pigeons.

Jiang Feng was still thinking about what to do with the pigeons, so Jiang Weiming said, "Xiao Feng, it's too late now, just make a few symbolic servings of your Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon and Crab Stuffed Oranges. Thank you everyone! It’s enough to taste your handicraft.”

"I know, Third Grandpa." Jiang Feng nodded.

Anyway, everyone didn't come here for his food today.

Even he himself didn't come for his own dishes.

Jiang Feng and the two old men were cooking in an orderly manner in the kitchen, which was peaceful and peaceful.

On the other side, Jiang Junlian bumped into Jiang Feng with three boxes of mooncakes in her arms and then remembered that she seemed to have missed a box, so she turned back to get the missing box back, and came late with four boxes of mooncakes in her arms.

When Jiang Junlian arrived, Jiang Junqing had already cut two plates of potatoes.

Jiang Junlian walked into the kitchen with the mooncake in her arms, and saw Jiang Junqing actually cutting potatoes. This action, this chopping board, this kitchen knife, and even the potatoes under the knife were so familiar, so familiar that it reminded her of some not-so-good memories.

"Junqing, why are you cutting potatoes? Grandpa came and asked us to cut potatoes?" Jiang Junlian suddenly became nervous.

"Brother asked me to cut it." Jiang Junqing said.

"Brother asked you to cut it, so you cut it? He obviously didn't want to..." Jiang Junlian glanced at Ji Xia who was peeling crabs beside him, and then changed the topic, "Grandpa didn't tell us to cut it, why cut this. "

"Brother, I'm going to make three dishes for lunch today." Jiang Junqing looked serious.

"Yeah, silk yam, that pigeon, there seems to be an orange, what's wrong?" Jiang Junlian didn't react, "The silk yam made by my brother is quite delicious."

"Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Originally, the Mid-Autumn Festival meal and the New Year's Eve dinner were never allowed to be done by others, and neither was Sanbo," Jiang Junqing said.

"But today Uncle San also..."

Jiang Junqing gave Jiang Junlian a look.

Jiang Junlian came to her senses.

She and Jiang Junqing have been inseparable for so many years, the tacit understanding between the twins is extraordinary, many times they don't need to speak, just look at each other to understand each other's meaning.

Fried rice and vegetables are not the same.

Jiang Weiguo's willingness to let Jiang Feng cook at the Jiang family's banquet was an affirmation of Jiang Feng and an oath of his status.

Jiang Feng is now qualified and able to take the lead.

Now is the Mid-Autumn Festival, maybe the next one will be the New Year's Eve dinner.

Jiang Weiguo had maintained his unshakable status as the head chef in the Jiang family for decades, and it was finally time for the handover.

As a child of the Jiang family, Jiang Junlian deeply understood a truth.

In the Jiang family, cooking skills are a status symbol.

The little brother who has been at the bottom of the food chain all year round has begun to slowly climb towards the top of the food chain.

"I'll cut it for you." Jiang Junlian went to find a kitchen knife.

Ji Xia peeling crabs beside him:? ? ?

She always felt that her two twin uncles just had some communication that she didn't know about.

Before the master didn't come, it was two master uncles who watched her chop vegetables.

As soon as the master came, it became her alone watching the two masters chop vegetables.

Ji Xia took a look at the mooncakes that Jiang Junlian brought over, they were all packed in gift boxes, the boxes were large and exquisite, with rich colors and exquisite packaging, one could tell they were expensive at first glance.

If she wants to eat mooncakes, one is fine, with meat, or egg yolk if there is no meat.

It is best to have two egg yolks.