Life is a Game

Ji Xue and Tan Wenwen chatted while eating melon seeds, and Tan Wenwen was in charge of saying that Ji Xue was in charge of listening and eating melon seeds until Tan Weizhou came to the store.

"Where's your mother, Wenwen?" Tan Weizhou asked casually, not seeing his daughter-in-law.

"My dad took her and her younger brother to go shopping," Tan Wenwen said.

Knowing that Grandpa's arrival meant that she was about to start working, she quickly cleared the melon seeds on the table and put the melon seed plate back to its original place.

It seems that in this way, the melon seeds on the plate can be pretended to disappear out of thin air.

"Then you stay outside, Ji girl comes in with me." Tan Weizhou said.

"Thank you, Grandpa." Tan Wenwen said happily.

Ji Xue followed Tan Weizhou into the back kitchen and began to prepare the appetizers, and Tan Weizhou cooked the potanhuadiao chicken as usual.

"Ji girl, how much have you watched these days?" Tan Weizhou asked suddenly.

Ji Xue suddenly became nervous. She remembered that Tan Wenwen told her this afternoon that Tan's small restaurant had recruited a few helpers before, but they were all fired because they wanted to worship Tan Weizhou as their teacher.

She now suspects that Tan Weizhou is fishing for law enforcement.

"Look...a little bit." Ji Xue was a little nervous.

It’s impossible to say that you didn’t see it at all. The back kitchen is only so big. Whether Ji Xue is chopping vegetables or getting things from Tan Wenwen, she can always see Tan Weizhou making pottery flower-carved chicken intentionally or unintentionally. .

Including Tan Wenwen, although she doesn't know how to make Watan Huadiao Chicken, she is still very clear about the general steps of Watan Huadiao Chicken. If she really wants to learn from Tan Weizhou, it is impossible not to teach her own granddaughter, but Tan Wenwen doesn't really like cooking very much in her heart, and she even resists the kitchen because her mother always asks her to work in the back kitchen.

She felt regretful because her father didn't let her learn it. After all, what she couldn't get would always be a commotion.

The favored are always confident.

"Then let's take a closer look today." Tan Weizhou smiled.

Ji Xue froze, and walked towards Tan Weizhou cautiously.

Even if Tan Weizhou told her to get closer to see Ji Xue clearly, she didn't dare to get too close, the distance was about one meter, which belonged to the kind of very thin distance that could be seen but not seen.

Tan Weizhou didn't say anything more, and continued to cook his dishes.

Jiang Feng has watched Tan Weizhou make pottery flower-carved chicken dozens of times these days, and Ji Xue's method is exactly the same as Tan Weizhou's, exactly. Jiang Feng didn't know if the taste was the same, but he definitely learned the technique 100%.

Jiang Feng knew very well that the most difficult part of Watan Huadiao Chicken was judging when it was cooked.

When the Watan Huadiao chicken is on the stove, the whole casserole is in a sealed state, and no scent of Huadiao chicken can leak out. This is the case with Huadiao wine. If the fragrance is exposed during the cooking process, it will not have such a rich and attractive fragrance when it is served and uncovered.

Without the aroma of Huadiao wine, Watan Huadiao chicken loses half of its charm.

Do not remove the cover when cooking, as the aroma will dissipate once the cover is removed. The airtight space in the casserole is the best environment for cooking Watan Huadiao Chicken. But the food can't be seen or smelled, and the chef can't judge the heat of the food. Under such circumstances, only Ji Xue and Tan Weizhou know how to find the right heat to make the Watan Huadiao Chicken come out of the pot.

Ji Xue quietly watched Tan Weizhou making pottery chickens in Tan Weizhou.

Tan Weizhou moved very slowly, especially this time, as if he wanted Ji Xue to see clearly.

The watan flower-carved chicken was simmering on the stove, and Ji Xue was watching. The back kitchen was very quiet, knowing that Tan Weizhou broke the silence by opening his mouth.

"Ji girl, come here, get closer."

Ji Xue didn't know why, so she took two steps forward.

Tan Weizhou lifted the casserole and quickly added onion, ginger, Huadiao wine and sauce.

"Did you see it?" Tan Weizhou asked.

"I see." Ji Xue said.

Jiang Feng:? ? ?

What do you see?

Am I the only one who is blind here?

From the time the Huadiao wine is added to the table, the casserole cannot be lifted during this period.

Jiang Feng knew that Tan Weizhou wanted to teach, or to give Ji Xue some advice, and he also knew when to turn off the fire was the key point of this dish, so Jiang Feng concentrated on getting closer to the stove than Ji Xue was.

After another period of time, when it was about to be out of the pot, Tan Weizhou said again: "Ji girl, come closer."

Ji Xue took another step forward.

"Closer."

Ji Xue finally moved in front of the casserole.

"did you see it?"

"Saw."

Jiang Feng:? ? ?

What the hell did you see?

Jiang Feng said that he really didn't see anything, so is there anything strange about this casserole now?

Turn off the fire.

Uncover.

The fragrance is overflowing.

Even though it was not the first time for Jiang Feng to smell it, he still couldn't help but sigh that Watan Huadiao Chicken is really a rare dish in the world whose aroma is more eye-catching than its taste.

The charm of uncovering the moment is irreplaceable.

"Today is the Lantern Festival, you don't need to stay here tonight, go back early to celebrate the festival with your family." Tan Weizhou said, he took a large paper bag that seemed to be used to hold biscuits and stuffed it to Ji Xue, "This chicken is made of rice." It's bad, you take it back."

Ji Xue looked at the pottery chicken, which was still steaming in the casserole, and the skin was covered with a thick layer of honey so that it looked like amber. Then she looked at Tan Weizhou, and said thank you.

"Let's go, go back early." Tan Weizhou waved his hands and started to chase people away.

He thought about teaching Ji Xue today because of a whim. He was sad for his son who only cared about having fun during the holidays and never thought of him as a father, and at the same time felt sorry for Ji Xue, a teenage girl. Dirty work here.

Even if he taught, he didn't expect Ji Xue to learn much or even learn.

Looking at Ji Xue who carefully packed the Watan Huadiao chicken into the paper bag, Tan Weizhou smiled helplessly.

What a seedling, it's a pity it's not his granddaughter.

Fortunately, she was not his granddaughter. It would be a pity that such a good girl would be his son's daughter.

When Ji Xue went out with the bag, Tan Wenwen could smell the fragrance. Seeing the bag in Ji Xue's hand, Tan Wenwen's eyes lit up, and asked, "Did Grandpa make you a pottery chicken?"

Ji Xue nodded in embarrassment.

"I knew that grandpa would definitely cook something delicious during the Lantern Festival today!" Tan Wenwen became excited immediately, and even regretted eating so many melon seeds this afternoon, "Grandpa should have told you to go back first, you should go back quickly, Watan The Hua Diao Chicken is not good when it is cold. See you tomorrow!"

"See you tomorrow." Ji Xue waved at Tan Wenwen.

On the way back, Ji Xue didn't forget to go to a small supermarket and weigh 12 Dove chocolates, and bought a bag of noodles to take home. Because Ji Xue would bring food home every night, the 50 yuan her mother left them for living expenses didn't actually cost much, and the remaining money was enough to buy these 12 pieces of chocolate.

Every time Tan Wenwen filled her lunch box with food, the rice was always pressed and pressed, enough for Ji Xue and Ji Xia's two sisters to eat, and it could even be left until noon the next day for Ji Xia to heat up for lunch .

When Ji Xue got home, Ji Xia was watching TV, still watching the central set. Today is the Lantern Festival, and the central set has a Lantern Festival Gala, which is much better than the news broadcast on weekdays, and Ji Xia seems to be in high spirits.

"Sister, are you back from playing today?" Ji Xia saw the bag of Dove chocolates in Ji Xue's hand for the first time, and ran towards Ji Xue cheering.

"Yes, my sister bought chicken for Xia Xia, shall we have noodles and chicken tonight?" Ji Xue asked with a smile.

"Good!" Ji Xia cheered.

Ji Xue handed the chocolate to Ji Xia, and went to the kitchen to cook noodles by herself.

Ji Xia couldn't wait to open the bag, and divided the chocolate in the bag into two. She put six pieces of Ji Xue and six pieces neatly on the dining table, and then obediently sat on the chair and waited for Ji Xue to announce that the meal was served.

After more than ten minutes, Ji Xue came out with two bowls of noodles, and put the slightly cold Watan Huadiao Chicken on a plate.

Two bowls of steaming plain noodles without eggs, 6 pieces of chocolate, and a plate of Watan Huadiao chicken. The two sisters chose 6 pieces of chocolate by coincidence.

Open the packaging bag, chocolate entrance, one piece after another.

It seems that as long as they eat these 6 pieces of chocolate, they can make up for the year they missed, and the Chinese New Year this year will be complete.

After eating 6 pieces of chocolate, the lips, teeth and mouth of the sisters were full of chocolate. Ji Xiachong continued to smile, with black teeth.

Even the smile tastes like chocolate.

Then the two sisters stretched their chopsticks towards the Watan Huadiao Chicken in unison.

The taste of chocolate in the mouth has not been removed, and I started to eat the Watan Huadiao Chicken brushed with honey. It is still a little cold, and the mixed taste can be imagined.

"Is it delicious Xia Xia?" Ji Xue asked, watching Ji Xia take a big bite of the chicken wing.

"It's delicious, sweet." Ji Xia said vaguely, and she didn't know if the sweet she meant meant honey or chocolate.

Ji Xue picked up another chicken wing and took a bite.

Yes, sweet.

Both sisters showed sweet smiles.

Jiang Feng also smiled unconsciously.

Until I couldn't see the smiles on the faces of the sisters.

Once again shrouded in thick fog.