Life is a Game

Jiang Feng also knew that the excuse he just made seemed a bit bad, so he forcibly changed the topic, adhering to the principle that as long as I change the topic quickly enough, you will not be able to expose my bad excuse, and started chatting awkwardly with Zhang Guanghang.

"Old Zhang, do you have any new dishes to serve on the 23rd of this month? It's the dish tasting day soon. I don't think you have practiced any dishes alone recently." Jiang Feng looked at Zhang Guanghang.

Zhang Guanghang, who was originally concentrating on playing with his mobile phone, put down his mobile phone, showing the astonishment of the handsome guy: "Actually, I practice some occasionally, but I don't have any inspiration and ideas, so I don't have any specific practice direction, and I don't have anything in particular I want to learn, so Just... no."

Zhang Guanghang glanced down at his phone again, obviously obsessed with the manga he just read, and then looked at Jiang Feng: "It's normal for me, like you who want to learn new dishes every few days, it's the most effective way to learn." Progress, actually..."

"It's not normal."

Jiang Feng: ...

Okay, I'm hanging up, you shut up.

In order to continue reading comics, Zhang Guanghang chatted to death.

Wu Minqi didn't mean to pursue Jiang Feng's clumsy lie just now, so she lowered her head and played with her phone. In today's society, there is nothing more attractive than a mobile phone. Sometimes you want to hack your boyfriend to death, but the mobile phone cannot, it will only commit suicide.

Today, Ji Xia can stay in Taifeng Building for a whole day without going to Li's house to help. Jiang Feng is a little worried about letting her stay alone with the freezer. This is undoubtedly a rat that has entered the granary. He suspects that Ji Xia is already drinking the second bottle. Or the third bottle of Coke.

As the actual breeder of Dahua, Chen Suhua has already established a deep relationship with Dahua. But during this period of time, Jiang Feng and Ji Xia took over the heavy responsibility of cooking the staple food, so Chen Suhua hadn't cooked pig food for Dahua for a long time. This made her feel a sense of crisis, and made her feel that the most intimate position between herself and Dahua was about to be taken away by Ji Xia.

Now that Dahua saw Ji Xia, she was already yelling at her. Chen Suhua was the only one who had this kind of treatment, not even Jiang Feng.

Dahua never barks when she sees him.

So Chen Suhua decided that Jiang Feng and Ji Xia would be responsible for Dahua's meals from Monday to Friday, but she had to do the weekend meals.

She wants to regain the position of the first breeder.

Therefore, Ji Xia lost his job.

Look, these days there is competition for jobs to cook every pig food.

Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi went downstairs after talking. Ji Xia was holding a can of grape-flavored Fanta in his hand. Jiang Feng looked at the trash can not far away, and there was already a bottle of Coke and a bottle of Sprite in it.

"Didn't I say, Xia Xia, that you can only drink one bottle? Drinking too many carbonated drinks is bad for your teeth, and it's very expensive to fix a tooth now!" Jiang Feng tried to scare Ji Xia with money.

"Master, you said I can only drink one bottle of Coke, but I only drank one bottle of Coke!" Ji Xia didn't change his face, and continued to gulp down grape-flavored Fanta, racing against time.

Jiang Feng: ...

You put your clever little brain on your studies, not to mention high school, you even went to Wharton.

Jiang Feng snatched the Coke from Ji Xia's hand, shook it, and there were probably two or three mouthfuls left: "No more carbonated drinks tomorrow, look at how much you've drank these days, you can only drink freshly squeezed juice , You have to drink and squeeze yourself."

"Oh." Ji Xia said, "Master, can I have orange juice?"

"Squeeze it yourself." Jiang Feng was expressionless, as cold as a parent helping a child with homework.

"A friend of your sister will come over for dinner later, and it may come earlier. At that time, the receptionist at the door may not be at work. After your sister comes, you will stand and wait at the door, surnamed Tan, table 37 Just take her there." Jiang Feng began to assign tasks to Ji Xia.

"Okay." Ji Xia nodded.

Seeing Ji Xia like this, Jiang Feng felt that she might not really know Tan Wenwen, or she might know her but didn't remember. People always forget things when they were young. Jiang Feng doesn't remember many elementary school classmates now, even junior high school classmates. Much has been forgotten.

Jiang Feng thought of what he had seen in his memory, the meals that Ji Xue brought home every night in those few days were all pretended by Tan Wenwen for her. If it wasn't for Tan Wenwen's pressing the rice so tightly and the vegetable shop so tightly, such a small lunch box would definitely not be able to hold the meals that would feed two children.

Whether Ji Xia knew it or not, whether Tan Wenwen did it on purpose or not, since it was so fate that Tan Wenwen came to Beijing to see Ji Xue, a thank you was always needed.

Ji Xia didn't have this awareness, so Jiang Feng, a master, naturally wanted to help her.

"Xia Xia, do you want to learn fried noodles?" Jiang Feng asked.

"Zhajiang noodles? What are Zhajiang noodles?" There is no Zhajiang noodles in the town where Ji Xia lives, and there is no Zhajiang noodles in Taifenglou. No one took him to eat Zhajiang noodles after arriving in Beiping, so she I don't even know what jajangmyeon is.

"It's just a kind of noodles, but it needs to be added with vegetables and fried sauce, with meat." Jiang Feng explained.

"Think." Ji Xia was very excited, "I learn noodles very quickly. Master Liang even praised me, I learn noodles very quickly!"

Jiang Feng: ...

You may not believe it, but what the teacher wants to teach you is fried sauce.

It takes a certain amount of time to make zhajiang. Jiang Feng looked at his phone and it was only a little past 3 o'clock. If everything goes well, a small bowl of zhajiang can be finished around 4 o'clock.

When Jiang Feng was practicing stretching noodles some time ago, he occasionally made noodles with fried sauce. It was not difficult to make fried noodles, but Jiang Feng didn't make them very often, mainly because his noodles were not stretched very well.

Every time the Zhajiangmian was made, the ratings were very unattractive, either D grade or E grade, which made Jiang Feng, who was used to seeing B grade or A grade, very uncomfortable, and his self-esteem was greatly hurt.

So he chose to escape.

As long as I don't make Jajangmyeon, there will be no grade D.

Ji Xia followed Jiang Feng into the kitchen, washed his hands carefully with him, and then stood beside Jiang Feng with a small spoon to watch how he made the fried sauce.

"To make fried noodles, the noodles don't need to be rolled too thin. There are thin noodles and thick noodles, but most people still like to eat thick noodles. Xia Xia, your current level of noodles is sufficient, so I don't have much in terms of noodles. It's easy to teach, today I mainly let you take a look at how the sauce is fried." Jiang Feng's small class started.

Ji Xia listened attentively while holding a spoon.

"First of all, pork belly is used for fried sauce. I have taught you pork belly before. What kind of pork belly is the best to choose under normal circumstances?" Jiang Feng asked as soon as he came up.

When it comes to meat, Ji Xia can't fail the test: "Three points are fat, seven points are thin."

"Yes, that's right, but if you like to use a little fatter, there is no problem." Jiang Feng picked a piece of relatively moderate pork belly, quickly peeled it with a knife, and separated the fat and lean meat, and cut them into pieces of the same size. Man.

"It's best to be fat when dicing, and the lean meat should be separated. Only by doing this can the fried sauce be fatty but not greasy, lean and crispy." Jiang Feng has seen a lot of fifth aunts in the family group recently. In the essay written by Jiang Junlian, when speaking and using words, Jiang Junlian unconsciously used Jiang Junlian's usual descriptive techniques when writing essays - using a lot of idioms.

Jiang Feng sometimes suspected that when Jiang Junlian was writing an essay, she was looking through the idiom dictionary while writing the essay, and she worked so hard just to make up 800 words.

"Chop the scallions into small pieces. Don't cut them too small, or they will burn easily." This is Jiang Feng's experience based on the lessons learned from the E-class fried sauce noodle blood. "

"The sauce is a mixture of yellow sauce and sweet noodle sauce. Come on, try the flavors of these two sauces first." Jiang Feng pushed the yellow sauce and sweet noodle sauce in front of Ji Xia, and Ji Xia tasted them.

"Xia Xia, one thing you have to remember is that cooking and tasting are inseparable. A good chef must have a good tongue, but it doesn't mean that you can't be a good chef without a good tongue, but it will be more difficult. Some."

"When you first learn, there will be various problems. You haven't started to make the real pot by yourself. After you do it, you will find that what you make may not be what you imagined. Same. But how do you find the problem? You have to taste with your mouth, you have to taste the taste of ingredients, you have to taste the taste of sauce, you have to taste the taste of condiments, not only Taste and smell, but the most important thing is to use your tongue to feel it. Without using your tongue to distinguish, it is difficult for you to explore what the real good taste is." When Jiang Feng was explaining vigorously, Ji Xue suddenly came in.

Ji Xue didn't come in empty-handed, with a big casserole in her arms. The shape and caliber of the pot were similar to the casserole pots she usually used to make Watan Huadiao Chicken. Jiang Feng looked familiar, and felt a bit like the casserole pots that Tan Weizhou used to make Watan Huadiao Chicken in the Tan Family Restaurant.

The casserole used by Tan Weizhou to make Watan Huadiao Chicken is a limited edition. It was left over decades ago, and it is not available in the market now.

"Sister, what kind of jar are you holding?" Ji Xia was attracted by the casserole in Ji Xue's hand.

"The casserole for pottery chicken." Ji Xue said, seeing that Jiang Feng seemed to be instructing Ji Xia to cook, he asked one more question, "What did Xia Xia learn today?"

"Learn from Zajiangmian's Zajiang!" Ji Xia said.

"Xiaxia can already learn fried noodles. It's amazing. Learn from your master." Ji Xue smiled at Ji Xia, and walked towards the stove with the casserole in her arms.

Before, Ji Yue had given her a special ideological education on how to educate her younger siblings. The specific content was that when it was time to be strict, the stick in her hand must not be soft-hearted, but when it was time to be lenient and praised, she must not be stingy.

Otherwise, only playing but not boasting will easily lead to separation between siblings.

Ji Xue studied Ji Yue's education seriously, and put it into practice after the relationship between the sisters eased up on the night of Mid-Autumn Festival. During this time, the relationship between the two sisters has developed rapidly, and they have returned to the intimate relationship they had when they shared chocolate equally when they were young.

"Zhajiangjiang has a lot of oil and soy sauce. You need to fry the sauce with low heat all the time. You can't put water in it. It needs to be cooked and fried until fragrant. At that time, you can't see with your eyes, you have to smell it with your nose, and... ..." Jiang Feng was about to continue talking, when he suddenly remembered that he didn't ask Ji Xue and Tan Wenwen when they would arrive.

After all, he told Ji Xue not long ago that you should meet Tan Wenwen at the door and lead her to her seat, although the next second he changed his mind and said that he would teach Ji Xia how to make fried noodles.

Changing orders from day to day is something every master should do.

"Xia Xia, wait a minute. I'll ask your sister something. You can try the yellow sauce and sweet noodle sauce here." Jiang Feng walked towards Ji Xue.

Ji Xia obediently tasted the yellow sauce and sweet bean sauce with a spoon, and had a great time tasting the sweet bean sauce.