Life is a Game

Whole sheep banquet, as the name suggests, is to make different dishes with different cooking methods according to the distribution of muscle tissue in each part of the whole sheep trunk.

Different from roasted whole lamb, the whole lamb banquet will use almost all edible parts of the lamb, and the number of dishes ranges from more than 30 to more than 80. Although it is called the Whole Lamb Banquet, the material used is far more than one sheep. If only one chef is allowed to cook it, even if he is exhausted, he will not be able to finish it.

"Grandpa, isn't it a little exaggerated to make a whole sheep banquet? Besides, the sheep in our family shouldn't be enough, right?" Jiang Feng looked worried.

There is only one old man, and he must be taken good care of.

"It's not a serious whole sheep feast, just kill a sheep and burn all the parts to cook a few dishes." The old man said.

"Go and slice the pork belly, and call your dad in to make sauerkraut. The rest of the people told them what to do, why don't they all surround the yard, and clean up the place that needs to be cleaned. It's twenty-nine and the house is still the same. It’s as if they didn’t see each other in a mess.”

"Also, Xiaofeng, after you finish processing the pork belly, go to the town and call your grandma back, and help her get the things. If your grandma didn't buy the braised goose, you can go and buy the braised goose. Tomorrow they will be in the store. Just close the door." The old man ordered.

"Didn't Jun Lian and Jun Qing bring back two geese, why do they still want to buy braised geese?" Jiang Feng was puzzled.

Although the stewed goose of the time-honored restaurant in the town is good, it is far inferior to the dishes of the old man. Basically, no one cares about it every year, and in the end it was eaten by Grandma Jiang alone.

"Your grandma likes to eat." The old man put on his apron and began to process the pork. "Also, buy two more bags of flour and come back to make more dumplings on the first day of this year. There is not enough flour at home."

"Okay, grandpa." Jiang Feng nodded to indicate that he had written it down, and went outside to announce the decree.

After receiving the decree, everyone in the Jiang family returned to their respective positions, they should go into the kitchen, they should go back to the hall, and they should go back to the hall.

Ten minutes later, Jiang Zaide, who went to Li Cuihua's house next door to get the water, came back smoothly. Although Li Cuihua said it was a little water, the number was definitely quite a lot, at least five or six by visual inspection. Jiang Feng wondered if other people knew that the old man used pig offal to make lo mei every year, so they brought all his own pig offal.

Because the pigs were brought back by Jiang Zaide, the glorious and arduous task of dealing with the pigs was naturally entrusted to him.

The person involved, Jiang Zaide, said: Regret, now I regret it very much.

When Jiang Feng processed the pork belly, washed his hands, put on a down jacket and walked out of the kitchen to find Grandma Jiang in the town, Jiang Zaide, who was not skilled in business, was still sitting in the yard cleaning the pig intestines with a look of depression and remorse.

Jiang Feng hadn't seen this familiar scene for a long time. He remembered that when the four brothers were still learning how to cook, they all sat in a row in the yard and washed their large intestines together.

"Brother De, use a little more force when rubbing, otherwise the smell won't go away. Remember to rinse with water at least twice after rubbing." Jiang Feng reminded after observing Jiang Zaide's passive sabotage method.

Jiang Zaide sighed deeply, not knowing how the plot turned into what it is now.

"Little brother, where are you going?" Jiang Zaide asked.

"Grandpa told me to go to the town and call grandma back, and buy some more things by the way," Jiang Feng said.

Seeing that Jiang Feng actually got a good job from an expatriate, Jiang Zaide sighed again with a look of jealousy: "Little brother, do you know what your grandfather is going to cook for the New Year's Eve dinner tomorrow night?"

"Grandpa said that this year we will mainly cook mutton dishes." Jiang Feng said with a smile.

When he heard that the New Year's Eve dinner mainly ate mutton dishes, Jiang Zaide immediately cheered up: "What kind of mutton dishes? Roast whole lamb? Roast lamb chops? Roast leg of lamb? Braised lamb?"

"I didn't say exactly what to do. Grandpa said that he slaughtered a sheep and used all the parts that can be used for cooking." Jiang Feng told the truth without hiding anything.

Jiang Zaide rubbed the pig's large intestine in both hands: "Then do you still want to make Jiuzhuan large intestine this year?"

Jiang Feng counted the large intestines on Jiang Zaide's side: "Grandpa didn't ask me to buy large intestines. Such a small amount of large intestines is definitely not enough to make nine-turn large intestines. I probably won't do it."

Hearing what Jiang Feng said, Jiang Zaide felt that he lost all motivation to wash his colon in the end.

"Little brother, go to town quickly." Jiang Zaide continued to wash his colon with a dejected expression.

It took more than half an hour to walk from the village to the town, because Jiang Feng didn't ride a bicycle but walked there because he thought he would help Grandma Jiang move things later.

After walking to the town, Jiang Feng called Grandma Jiang a few times, but no one answered. Jiang Feng had long been used to Grandma Jiang's behavior of not answering the phone. After thinking about it, Jiang Feng went straight to the only activity center for the elderly in the town.

That is the mahjong parlor.

The old man said that Grandma Jiang went to the town early in the morning. A town is only so big, and it can be completed in half a day. It was past meal time when Jiang Feng arrived home with the sack containing the big pig's trotters. If Grandma Jiang was really shopping, she would definitely be back before lunch.

So there is only one truth. Today, Grandma Jiang mainly went to the town to play mahjong and do some shopping along the way.

Sure enough, as soon as Jiang Feng entered the chess and card room, he saw Grandma Jiang.

In the formerly bustling chess and card room, only two tables were opened because everyone was very busy near the Chinese New Year. Grandma Jiang was sitting at the mahjong table touching the mahjong tiles, and there were several bags of vegetables and groceries on the chair behind, proving that she was indeed here for shopping today.

Jiang Feng noticed that the leaves of the green vegetables were a little shriveled from being squeezed.

"One cake? Exactly, what a fool!" Grandma Jiang pushed the card away.

"Oh, Lanhua, why are you messing around again? You have improved a lot in your poker skills after this trip to Beiping!" The old lady who lit the cannon at the same table regretted it.

"It's because I've improved. I think it's because your poker skills have regressed." Grandma Jiang said happily, "But I didn't say that the mahjong parlor in Beiping is really different from ours. Not only are the conditions good , those old men and old ladies who play cards are also in good spirits. Playing from morning to night, you don't feel tired at all!"

"Grandma." Seeing that Grandma Jiang was about to start bragging about even the mahjong parlor in Beiping, Jiang Feng hurried forward.

"Hey, Xiaofeng is back, have you got the pork?" Grandma Jiang asked.

"I bought it, I bought a pig's trotter. Grandma Li also sent a pot of pork over at noon today, saying that it was made by several other families in the village. Grandpa said, we will eat pig-killing dishes as usual tonight." Jiang Feng road.

"Neighbors are reliable at critical moments. As the saying goes, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors!" Grandma Jiang got up, "Okay, I'll go first, my grandsons have come to look for me."

If Grandma Jiang wants to leave, the others will not stay. If Grandma Jiang continues to fight like this, their wallets will probably be lost tonight.

"Grandma, let me help you get these things." Jiang Feng knew that now was the time for his filial grandson to show off his talents.

"Oh, Lanhua, your grandson is still filial. Those boys in my family, it's as if they didn't see me when they saw me carrying things. They know how to stare at the phone every day without fear of damaging their eyes." A poker player sighed.

"Yeah, the grandson of the Lanhua family is still filial." Another poker player echoed.

"Lanhua, teach us how your family usually teaches children, and let us learn from it." The last poker player asked.

"Yes, yes." The other two poker players echoed in unison.

"There is nothing to teach. Look at how I play cards with you every day. I don't have the skills to teach children. The children are sensible. Our Jiang Feng has been filial since he was a child, and he is much better than his cousins ​​in this regard." Grandma Jiang smiled from ear to ear.

Jiang Feng and Grandma Jiang left the mahjong parlor.

"Grandma, did grandpa cook a whole sheep banquet before?" Jiang Feng asked, trying to find out the truth and judge what the old man would cook for the New Year's Eve dinner so as to cheat better.

"Whole sheep feast?" Grandma Jiang looked confused.

When Grandma Jiang was young, she always believed in being a male host outside and a female host inside. She basically didn't interfere with the work of the old man. She didn't know much about the dishes the old man cooked when he was in the state-run restaurant.

"I don't know if it's a whole sheep banquet? I remember that when your grandfather and I first got married, there seemed to be some kind of celebration or event in the city, and the leader appointed your grandfather and Master Huang to hold it. It seemed to be It was all mutton dishes, and it was so sensational that it was published in the newspaper." Grandma Jiang squinted her eyes and couldn't remember.

"I didn't eat the food. At that time, mutton was so expensive and we didn't raise many sheep here. I remember that all the sheep were bought from the north at that time. It cost a lot of money. Your grandfather seemed to make a very special dish at that time. The dish, called, called..." Grandma Jiang thought for a long time before uttering a few words, "It's called Mo Ke or something, it sounds like a foreign name."

"Moscow?" Jiang Feng could only think of this.

"No, it's four words, hey, what is it?" Grandma Jiang fell into deep thought.