Life is a Game

When Jiang Feng got off the mahjong table, his eyes were already dull, his eyes were dull, his mind was empty, and he doubted life.

The members of the senior group are all hidden masters.

Grandma Jiang and Chen Suhua have devoted themselves to the study of mahjong for many years. They have seen all kinds of mahjong masters, and have seen all kinds of styles and techniques. As long as the director is willing to give them more close-ups of their eyes, hands, and demeanor, and add some psychological monologues, every game of mahjong is good material for the gods of birds and gamblers.

Although Professor Li doesn't like to play mahjong, he doesn't often play mahjong. He used to play mahjong with the old professors in the staff dormitory occasionally during the holidays. However, Professor Li has been influenced by Chen Suhua for many years, coupled with his excellent knowledge of mathematics and physics, strong calculation ability, observation ability cultivated through years of teaching and educating people, and super talent to figure out the hearts of others. A mahjong master who was born.

Although they don't play cards very much, they don't shoot cannons very much, and the cannons that are fired are usually Chen Suhua's cannons. Advancing can be offensive and retreating can be defensive, sitting on the Diaoyutai for several hours, keeping his wallet safe while coaxing his wife to be happy, is really a good example for Jiang Feng to learn from in the future.

Three masters meet a rookie, the result can be imagined.

When Jiang Weiming returned from the back kitchen and returned to the mahjong table, Jiang Feng felt that the third grandpa exuded a divine radiance when he saw him, like an angel descending on the mortal world.

Jiang Feng, who escaped from the mahjong table, only felt that he urgently needed something to eat, to soothe his wounded heart and wallet.

Don't even think about the dishes in the back kitchen. Wu Minqi's boiled pork slices may be ready but Jiang Feng dare not eat them. Zhang Guanghang's duck confit is probably still roasting slowly in the oven. What Dong Shi and Dong Li want to do is The squirrel mandarin fish and squid eel shreds, these two experienced people must have made it by pinching.

Jiang Feng originally wanted to touch melon seeds and peanuts and knock them casually, but as soon as the melon seeds and peanuts were put into his pocket, he saw Jiang Zaide and Jiang Shoucheng sitting by the window, each holding a chicken leg and eating happily.

He didn't notice when Brother De and Brother Cheng came. At that time, he was still fighting on the mahjong table. But the chicken leg they both held in their hands, he knew it was the roast chicken De Ge bought just this afternoon.

It is big and fat, and at first glance, you can tell that it is a chicken that eats, is lazy, does not like sports, and concentrates on gaining weight.

"Brother De, give me a piece." Jiang Feng rushed forward to share the chicken.

Jiang Zaide was very generous. He pushed the roast chicken with only the chicken butt, chicken breast and chicken feet in front of Jiang Feng, and motioned him to eat whatever he wanted.

Jiang Feng didn't wear gloves either, and tore off a small piece of chicken breast.

The Jiang family never wore gloves when they ate, and when they were able to wear gloves, the good parts were snatched away by others.

"Brother De and Cheng, when did you guys come?" Jiang Feng asked.

"When you play cards." Jiang Zaide gave a very general time.

Jiang Feng gnawed on the chicken breast slowly while massaging other people in the hall. I found that it didn’t matter if I didn’t watch it, but I found that there were a lot fewer people in the hall. In addition to playing mahjong, there were poker players in the hall, and there were even fewer people watching and chatting.

"Where's the person? Where's the others?" Jiang Feng looked as if he had been in a lifetime.

"Some went shopping, some moved things." Jiang Zaide took a big bite of the chicken thigh.

"Your Qiqi led a group of girls out to buy fruit and snacks. My parents, your parents, and his parents went to get speakers and microphones, and they said they were going to sing." Jiang Shoucheng added.

Jiang Feng suddenly realized that the annual meeting of Taifeng Building had become so colorful when he was playing mahjong.

There are speakers and microphones and other equipment in the warehouse, but they need to be adjusted. Wang Xiulian and the others are only responsible for finding things out and moving them out. They cannot complete the debugging, which is more difficult than playing with mobile phones, so they teach it to Jiang Zaide and Jiang Zaide, who are actually not very good at it, but the elders believe they will. Jiang Shoucheng.

As for why Jiang Feng, who studies physics, escaped unharmed, it was because the elders felt that it was too hard for him to play mahjong with Grandma Jiang just now. live.

Before Jiang Zaide and Jiang Shoucheng adjusted the equipment, Wu Minqi led a group of girls back with bags of various fruits, cakes and biscuits.

This group of people seems to have raided the fruit shop and cake shop. They bought almost all the fruits that can be seen in the market this season. There are also a variety of cakes in various colors. eight kinds.

Among them, Ji Yue, who was the most able to carry it, carried two large bags of fruit in each hand. After putting the fruit on the cold dish table in the back kitchen, Ji Yue still made a special trip to Jiang Feng to remind him.

"Boss Jiang, Mr. Wu of your family is bleeding heavily today. These things are all out of her pocket, and she invited guests."

When Jiang Feng heard this, he stopped chewing the chicken breast immediately.

"How about... Do you think it's too late for me to order roast chicken takeaway?" Jiang Feng asked.

Ji Yue:? ? ?

"Your Kiki specially bought you your favorite chocolate cake, cranberry cookies, tangerines and red kiwis." Ji Yue hinted frantically.

Jiang Feng seemed to understand a little bit.

"Originally, my old Zhang didn't plan to make duck confit today. I saw duck confit when I watched a TV show two days ago and I wanted to eat it, and I mentioned it to him, so he changed his mind to make duck confit." Ji Yue continued to hint.

"I just went to the coffee shop where my old Zhang often sells coffee and bought his favorite no-sweetened latte." Ji Yue hinted frantically.

"Your Qiqi is making a fruit platter of tangerines and kiwis!" Ji Yue approached and said.

Jiang Feng understood.

suddenly realized.

Lost in thought.

Ji Yue smiled slightly, hiding her achievements and fame, and left quietly.

Jiang Feng continued to meditate.

There are only a few things that his family Qiqi likes to eat. There are only fruits that she doesn't eat, and there is nothing she particularly likes.

Huamei Melon Seeds shop already has them, and the taste is still Qiqi's favorite.

There was no lemon black tea in the shop, but Jiang Feng had noticed Wu Minqi's desire to lose weight recently, and thought that if he went outside to buy a cup of lemon black tea that had been de-iced and brought it to Wu Minqi, his Qiqi would probably smile reluctantly.

Fried chicken kebabs are also excluded.

Jiang Feng sighed deeply, trying to recall whether his Qiqi had mentioned any dishes to him recently.

Jiang Feng thought for a long time, and thought of the shredded radish cake and boiled cabbage that Wu Minqi mentioned this morning.

Shredded radish, cake, boiling water, cabbage.

He can do these four things separately, but he can't do them together.

Jiang Feng glanced sadly at the roast chicken on the table.

Shredded radish, cake, boiling water, cabbage.

Jiang Feng was still struggling when he suddenly smelled a familiar smell.

Ji Xia was walking in from the door with the oden that he bought from the convenience store next door, eating as he walked, and the bamboo sticks stuck in the radish that Jiang Feng was familiar with.

Jiang Feng's eyes lit up, and he waved to Ji Xia.

Ji Xia walked towards Jiang Feng, gnawing on the radish as he walked: "Master, do you want to eat? I bought radishes, cabbage, eggs, meatballs, and what kind of round is this."

Ji Xia showed Jiang Feng the small paper cups filled with oden. There were indeed many varieties inside.

"Xia Xia, did you still have radishes when you bought them?" Jiang Feng asked.

Ji Xia nodded: "Yes, the owner's brother cooked a lot of things today, and every grid was full. When I went shopping just now, I saw him eating by himself."

"Then Xia Xia, you can continue to eat. You can also eat cakes, biscuits and fruits later, and eat less cakes." Jiang Feng reminded with a smile.

Ji Xia automatically filtered out the last sentence.

Jiang Feng slipped into the cold dish room. Wu Minqi was processing kiwi fruit, and there was already half a plate of beautifully cut kiwi fruit on the plate. Tang Tang helped her make a fruit platter on the side.

"Qiqi." Jiang Feng said.

Wu Minqi looked up: "Huh?"

"Don't do it yet, I'll do it with you later, and I'll bring you something to eat," Jiang Feng said.

Wu Minqi put down the fruit knife in her hand, a little happy, but also a little worried: "What do you want to eat?"

"radish!"

"Oh, carrots."

"Um, carrots?"