Life is a Game

Time, 4:57 p.m. on New Year's Eve.

The location, the living room of the old man's house.

Characters, everyone in the Jiang family except Jiang Feng and the old man.

event, discuss what to eat tonight.

Everyone in the Jiang family is skilled dumpling-making workers. Not only can they eat dumplings quickly, but they can also make dumplings quickly. For many years, they have insisted on a self-sufficient small-scale peasant economy. The two big pots of dumplings may seem like a lot of stuffing, but with the concerted efforts of everyone, it only takes a few hours to make them.

Just now, they smelled a wonderful fragrance.

The fragrance came from the kitchen, from the kitchen, passed through the yard, and was blown away by the howling wind in the middle, and when it reached the living room and was smelled by everyone in the Jiang family, it was already greatly reduced, but its charm remained unchanged.

This is the umami taste of mutton, with a bit of mutton, but it is harmless and even a little icing on the cake. It's the smell of mutton but it's not just mutton. The smell of mutton is mixed with some other smells. It doesn't look like spices or vegetables. Even Jiang Jianguo, who is best at smelling vegetables in the Jiang family, couldn't smell what it was for a while. .

All in all, it is a wonderful taste that has never been seen before.

"Dad, have you smelled what kind of dish this is?" Jiang Zaide, who couldn't smell the reason, directly chose to ask for help in the venue.

Jiang Jianguo frowned, turned to look at Jiang Jiankang, Jiang Jiankang shook his head at Jiang Jianguo, the two brothers looked at each other without saying anything.

Jiang Jianye, who has been paddling the dishes all the year round, pretended to be contemplative, and said, "It seems that this year's Wendou will not be easy."

Jiang Zaide: ...

Jiang Zaide realized that at the critical moment his father was unreliable and he had to rely on himself. He took a deep breath and was about to identify the ingredients of the fragrance by himself, when he was surprised to find that the smell had disappeared.

In the kitchen, Jiang Feng was putting sixteen pots of Morshack on the stove according to the old man's instructions, stacking them up layer by layer like steamed buns to keep warm. No matter what method is used in the production of these haggis dishes, they all end up with the same goal in the end. Once the lamb soup is poured, it is simmered slowly.

As long as Jiang Zaide goes to the yard and leans against the kitchen for a while, he will know that the wonderful aroma that everyone asked about just now is actually a mixture of various vegetable aromas, such as pork stew in a casserole, lamb soup in a large pot, The Moersek in the steamer, and the lamb chops that the old man is smoking and roasting, so many kinds of aromas are mixed together at the same time, even if the gods come, they can't tell them apart.

Roasted lamb chops in honey sauce is a temporary dish added by the old man. Anyway, the most indispensable thing in the earthen stove in the country is burning firewood. If you build it casually, it will be a small barbecue stove. The chopped and marinated lamb chops are brushed with honey water and placed on the rack to roast slowly, and the old man personally controls the turning of the fire.

Jiang Feng watched with his own eyes layer after layer of honey water being brushed on the lamb chops, part of which was accompanied by the bubbling fat of Zila, and the other part seeped into the lamb under the influence of temperature. The high temperature makes the mutton ripen little by little, change its color a little bit, and slowly change from raw to cooked from the inside to the outside, and the sizzling sound surrounds the entire kitchen.

At 6 o'clock, the lamb chops are all grilled.

As we all know, this kind of barbecue food should be eaten while it is hot.

Jiang Feng decided to take the lead and help everyone taste the salt.

"Grandpa, let me try it first." Jiang Feng picked up a lamb chop.

The old man didn't object, so he agreed.

The lamb chops that were roasted first have been placed for a while, but because they are close to the fire source, the temperature is high, so they have not cooled down, and the temperature is just right. Because the mutton was marinated in advance, the old man didn't brush anything except honey water during the roasting process, and it was the aroma of roasted meat.

The skin is crispy and the inside is tender.

Just two bites, and a lamb chop is enough.

After eating one, Jiang Feng was still a little unsatisfied, and he ate three more until the smell of mutton filled his mouth. When his tongue swept over the surface of his teeth, he could feel the remaining taste of grilled lamb chops in honey sauce .

"Give them the rest after eating, and eat the grilled lamb chops while it's still hot," said the old man.

Jiang Feng picked up the pot that contained the grilled lamb chops. By the way, Jiang Feng has a lot of pots and pans. As long as you want, you can find the bowls and pots you want from various places.

"Grandpa, don't you want to eat?" Jiang Feng, a filial grandson, asked with concern.

"Don't eat it." The old man said, "Bring some dumplings and cook the dumplings later. After the dumplings are in the pot, you can start making crispy apples. You can have dinner earlier this year."

"Okay grandpa!" Jiang Feng went out with the basin in his arms.

A pot of freshly grilled lamb chops with honey sauce, Jiang Feng just stepped out of the kitchen door and watched the dumplings in the living room to quench his hunger, and everyone in the Jiang family smelled it.

One by one, they sat up in shock in a dying illness, as if they were fat zombies who smelled human.

"What's the smell? It's so fragrant!" Jiang Zaide's small radar for smelling vegetables was started up.

"Grilled lamb chops, it must be grilled lamb chops, or grilled lamb chops with honey sauce. The grilled lamb chops I ate during the final exam tasted like this!" Jiang Junlian exclaimed.

"Xiao Lian, you smelled it wrong. Didn't your little brother tell you that your grandfather won't cook roast lamb chops and lamb legs this year?" Jiang Jianshe began to pour cold water on his daughter.

"Jun Lian must have asked the wrong question." Jiang Ran, the number one member of the Jiang family, agreed.

Jiang Junlian glared at Jiang Ran: "It's definitely grilled lamb chops with honey sauce! I went to eat it specially for the final exam, it's the smell!"

Seeing that the brother-sister battle was about to break out, Jiang Feng entered the living room with a basin in his hand, and everyone's eyes fell on the basin in Jiang Feng's arms.

Although the old man roasted a lot of lamb chops, he couldn't stand the large number of Jiang's family. If they were divided by head, each person would be given two.

"Grilled lamb chops with honey sauce. Grandpa just made it. He said it tastes best when it's hot, so he asked me to bring it out first. By the way, grandma, grandpa said that dinner might be served earlier today." Jiang Feng said.

"Yeah, I guessed it right! Dad, grandma, uncle, second uncle, third uncle, fourth uncle, do I smell the right dish?" Jiang Junlian jumped up from her chair excitedly, while jumping up At that time, I still did not forget to reach out and take a large lamb chop from the basin.

"Of course, Junlian is really powerful." Grandma Jiang said with a smile.

"Awesome." Jiang Zaide gnawed on the lamb chops while staring at the bowl, practicing what it means to eat and look at the ones in the bowl, "Grandpa's grilled lamb chops are really delicious."

One bite of food after a hungry day is steaming and greasy grilled lamb chops rich in fat and protein. The happiness and satisfaction in it are self-evident.

"Xiaofeng, you have worked hard all day." Grandma Jiang did not participate in the large-scale activity of eating lamb chops because of her bad teeth.

"Grandma, grandpa asked me to bring some dumplings over," Jiang Feng said.

"Okay, Xiaofeng, wait a minute, grandma will pick it up for you, here are scallions and here are radishes, don't mess it up." Grandma Jiang got up to fetch dumplings for Jiang Feng, "Grandma will help you take them together. "

"When I deliver the dumplings later, I'll give you some scallion dumplings for Grandma Li. She likes to eat those stuffed with scallions." Grandma Jiang reminded, "How is your grandpa? Are you not tired after a busy day?"

"Grandpa is pretty good. I'm doing all the hard work, so I'm not tired," Jiang Feng said.

"That's good. Oh, it's cold now. My old bones can't stand this kind of weather. I have to drink two bowls of mutton soup to warm up. Is the mutton soup ready?" Grandma Jiang walked away with the dumplings. fast.

"It's ready, and Moersek is also ready, and they're all simmering in the pot." Jiang Feng hastened to catch up with Grandma Jiang.

"What other dishes are ready?" Grandma Jiang continued to ask.

Jiang Feng felt a little strange, but he answered truthfully: "No, the elbows are still stewing in the casserole, and the shredded yam and crispy apples haven't started yet. Grandpa should be preparing to cook black fish with garlic now."

"Non-vegetarian?" Grandma Jiang frowned. "It's either fish or meat. How about non-vegetarian?"

"Cold cucumbers and shredded radish are both vegetarian," Jiang Feng explained.

Grandma Jiang nodded in satisfaction: "It's pretty much the same, what if you don't order vegetarian dishes. Isn't there some vegetables? Xiaofeng, you can stir-fry some vegetables later. If you eat too much mutton, you will get tired of it."

After speaking, Grandma Jiang went into the kitchen with a basin in her hand.

To Jiang Feng's surprise, the old man was not dealing with the ingredients related to the black fish with garlic. He was cutting apples.

"I'll make the crispy apples, and you'll make shredded yams after you finish eating the dumplings," the old man said.

Grandma Jiang put down the dumplings and picked them up in a familiar way. After scooping up a bowl of mutton soup, she stood still by the steamer, staring at the steamer while drinking the soup.

"Old man, which bowl is better?" Grandma Jiang asked.

"The bowl next to the blue, inside is fried enema, with onion and cabbage added, it should be almost ready now." The old man said.

Grandma Jiang began to scoop vegetables skillfully.

Jiang Feng, who was making dumplings:? ? ?

"Xiaofeng, wait for the yam to be cut into smaller pieces. Your grandma and I have bad teeth. It's too big to bite." Grandma Jiang said while eating the enema.

Jiang Feng:? ? ?

Is this a big chunk problem?

You know, the reason why the glorious and arduous task of serving crispy apples fell on Grandma Jiang was that she was able to convince the public because of her bad teeth and could not steal them.

But looking at it now, Grandma Jiang is much more proficient in stealing food than others.

Jiang Feng tried to think back, and found that Grandma Jiang actually ate when he was making shredded yams, but she ate less, and it took a lot of effort to eat. It has always been in line with her personality with bad teeth. Suspect.

"Then...Grandma, you...Can you bite into crispy apples?" Jiang Feng asked soulfully.

Grandma Jiang said she was not a habitual offender with such skillful movements. Jiang Feng absolutely did not believe it.

Unexpectedly, after all the calculations, the most stealthy person in the Jiang family turned out to be Grandma Jiang.

"It's easy to bite, isn't it just an apple? What can't you bite, Xiaofeng, although grandma has bad teeth, it's not that bad." Grandma Jiang said with a smile, and looked at the steamer again, "Old man, and Which bowl is better?"

"Your grandma doesn't eat apples." The old man said, "Try the bowl in the middle."

"Xiaofeng, remember to cut into smaller pieces." Grandma Jiang said with a smile, as if ordering food.

Jiang Feng: "... Good grandma."