Life is a Game

It was Professor Li's idea to meet Master Huang and Zheng Da.

Although they are not relatives related by blood, since they are masters and apprentices, they can be regarded as half relatives. Professor Li has no relatives other than the Jiang family, and he wants to see even half relatives.

So he set the meeting place at Taifeng Building, because there were not many people, he didn't book a box, and planned to eat and chat with Master Huang, Zheng Siyuan and Zheng Da at that time.

Jiang Feng didn't care much about this matter, and he didn't have time to care about it. He practiced water oil skin at home last night until 4 o'clock in the morning.

Ji Xia seemed to have comprehended the secrets of martial arts since he made the watery skin. Even if Jiang Feng taught it to the tutorial, he was almost unable to teach it, so he could only secretly work overtime to keep himself ahead of Ji Xia.

Even if she borrowed Wu Minqi's concealer to let Wu Minqi put on a base makeup for herself, it didn't cover the dark circles under her eyes.

"Yo, Jiang Feng, you actually put on makeup today. Why, are you going on a date with your Qiqi tonight?" No matter how light Jiang Feng's makeup was, Ji Yue could spot it at a glance.

"But why did you go last night? You're a thief, you have such heavy dark circles, what time did you sleep?" Ji Yue asked curiously.

"No date, no thief, go to bed at 4 o'clock." Jiang Feng yawned.

Ji Yue showed a meaningful smile: "Sleep at 4 o'clock, you can't be..."

Jiang Feng is so sleepy that his eyelids are fighting. He just wants to go to the back kitchen to finish the ingredients for the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon ordered by today's guests, then go to the monitoring room to sleep, and then go back to the back kitchen to make the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon .

Today he only makes eight-treasure chestnut pigeons, not even shredded yams and pure meat wontons.

"Put away those 404 thoughts in your mind. I was kneading the dough until after 4 o'clock last night and almost fell into the dough and suffocated myself." Jiang Feng yawned again, "I won't talk to you anymore, I Went to the kitchen to debon the pigeon."

"I want to remind you that the color of your Kiki's liquid foundation is not suitable for you and you can tell it at a glance. I have makeup cream and makeup remover in my bag. Do you want me to give you the makeup remover? You can go to the toilet to remove your makeup by yourself. Take it off, and then apply some makeup cream, the effect will be the same." Ji Yue reminded.

Jiang Feng: ...

"Yes, thank you."

Ten minutes later, Jiang Feng walked into the kitchen and began to debone the pigeon listlessly.

Zhang Weiyu, who was closest to Jiang Feng, couldn't help but look at him because he thought Jiang Feng looked a little weird.

"Dong Li." Zhang Weiyu stopped Dong Li, who was going to fish for eels in the sink, "Do you think that the little boss looks weird today, a lot paler than usual?"

"It's okay to stay up late, sometimes I go to bed late at night and my face turns pale the next day when I wake up." Dong Li looked surprised, "But the little boss stayed up so late that his face turned pale like this I guess it was all night."

Jiang Feng half-closed his eyes to debon the pigeon. After staying up all night this time, he deeply realized that he really didn't have the talent to stay up all night. He sounds like a rookie.

Wu Minqi could only help him handle half of it, and he had to handle the rest by himself.

"Jiang Feng, if you're really sleepy, go and rest, and I'll help you with the rest." After Jiang Feng almost poked his finger with a pair of scissors because he dozed off, Zhang Guanghang finally couldn't stand it and opened his mouth.

"Thank you." Jiang Feng decisively put down the scissors to wash his hands, and left the kitchen without a trace of nostalgia.

Zhang Guanghang:?

Ji Xia who is happy kneading dough:?

Except for Jiang Feng coming down at noon to finish the Eight Treasures Chestnut Pigeon (actually, it was the last thing to do, the previous steps were all done by Wu Minqi and Zhang Guanghang), and the rest of the time was basically sleeping in the monitoring room. I slept until about half an hour before the opening of the night before I regained my vitality.

For this reason, Jiang Feng was severely scolded by the old man.

Through this scolding, Jiang Feng deeply realized that it was impossible for him to teach Ji Xia by himself.

Even if he was exhausted, he still couldn't keep up with Ji Xia's progress.

Ji Xia needed a better, better, more professional, more experienced master to teach this person, and it was undoubtedly Jiang Jianguo.

Jiang Feng decided to send Ji Xia to Jiang Jianguo to learn how to make water oil skin tonight. Ji Xia called Jiang Jianguo his uncle for so long, so he should charge some interest.

It's time for Uncle Shi to show his true talent.

Jiang Feng said that he didn't study anymore, the white case was not suitable for him, and the life of a dog was important.

Because Professor Li was coming to dinner at night, Jiang Weiguo and Jiang Weiming prepared to cook for Professor Li alone. After all, Professor Li rarely came to Taifeng Building on weekdays. He usually stayed at home to read newspapers, papers, and mobile phones without going out.

"There is not much sugar left from Xiaofeng. Go to the warehouse and get a box of sugar." Jiang Weiming was making sweet and sour carp, and when he was preparing the ingredients, he found that there were only two packs of sugar left in the kitchen.

"Okay third grandpa." Jiang Feng was in good spirits because he slept all day, even after being scolded by the old man for half an hour, he was still in good spirits, so he immediately ran to the warehouse to find sugar.

Jiang Feng rarely came to the warehouse to look for things. It took about 8 minutes to search around before finding white sugar on the top shelf. After a little effort to move the sugar down, Jiang Feng carried the box back to the back kitchen.

At the door, I saw Zheng Da poking his head into the back kitchen. His appearance was no different from that of a thief.

"Uncle Zheng, you're here so early." Jiang Feng stretched his neck and glanced at the table reserved by Professor Li. Professor Li hadn't come yet, so he said, "Grandpa hasn't come yet, why don't you go and sit there first?" Wait a minute, it's the table by the window, b17."

"By the way, where is Master Huang, won't you go in?" Jiang Feng suspected that Master Huang had already gone in to compete with Dong Shi and Dong Li for the spatula.

"He is afraid of heights. I asked Siyuan to accompany him to the pharmacy to buy medicine. I guess it will take a while. I came early so I wanted to visit the back kitchen. I haven't seen a serious restaurant back for a long time. I miss it after cooking." Zheng Da said.

"Afraid of heights?" Jiang Feng was a little confused.

"Isn't this going to the Great Wall today? His old arms and legs can't bear to walk a little longer. How can we climb the Great Wall? Let's take the cable car. Who would have thought that he would almost lose his footing when he got off the cable car in just two minutes, not only His feet were weak and he almost vomited." Zheng Da shook his head, "You say he is also afraid of heights and still takes the cable car, and if you say you forget your fear of heights, you can forget about it."

Jiang Feng: ...

"Then Master Huang is okay now?" Jiang Feng looked concerned.

"It would have been better to blow the wind and take pictures on the Great Wall, but..." Zheng Da sighed deeply, "Who told him that he can't climb and can only take the cable car down. If he goes up, he has to come down."

"I feel that coming down is more exciting than going up."

Jiang Feng: ...

Well, he got it.

"Do you want to go in and have a look?" Jiang Feng asked.

Zheng Da was suddenly excited, and he was a little humble: "You are all working here, so it's not good for me to go in now, isn't this just causing trouble for you?"

"Just remember to wash your hands. I believe you are sensible." Jiang Feng smiled and went in with the box in his arms.

After talking at the door for so long, his hands were a little sore.

Zheng Da followed Jiang Feng, looking around, feeling that he had returned to the battlefield where he had fought, and was filled with emotion for a while.

Thinking about it carefully, he has not done what a chef should do for decades. The last time he was serious about making cakes was when he worked for Zheng Siyuan 10 years ago. That was the first time he arranged a blind date for Zheng Siyuan. Zheng Siyuan's class sold snacks for half a day at the gate of the community.

Of course, that blind date didn't work out. If it did, his grandchildren would all be in primary school.

Thinking of this, Zheng Da sighed sadly.

Then Zheng Da saw Ji Xia happily kneading dough in the corner.

He had seen Ji Xia when he came two days ago, but he didn't look carefully at that time. Now that he saw Ji Xia kneading the dough, he suddenly became interested and hurried over to take a look.

He always thought that there was no master Baian in Taifeng Building, but he didn't expect there to be a little girl as young as one year old.

Zheng Da stood there watching Ji Xia knead the dough.

Ji Xia also noticed Zheng Da. She met Zheng Da two days ago and knew he was not an outsider, so she didn't care, and continued to knead the dough with her head down.

"Little girl, you make watery skin, right? What are you going to do?" Zheng Da asked after watching for a while. After watching for a while, he felt that Ji Xia's basic skills in kneading dough were pretty good, but he didn't feel like it. Knowing how to make water and oil skin is a bit blind.

"I don't know." Ji Xia said, the water and oil skin she made was boiled in a pot with some salt in the end, and was used as pig food for Dahua, and she didn't know what to use it for.

"Maybe fresh meat mooncakes."

Zheng Da:?

The Baian master in Taifeng Building is so casual in making things?

"If you make fresh meat mooncakes, you have a problem with the ratio. You add too much warm water. The watery skin made by your method will not work. If you use it to make fresh meat mooncakes, the meringue of the mooncakes will definitely not be good when baked. " Zheng Da said.

Hearing what Zheng Da said about Ji Xia was not happy. Just now Jiang Feng praised her a few words and now is the time for beauty to bubble up: "Nonsense, my master said that I did a good job, but he didn't even say no."

"Who is your master?" Zheng Da felt that he needed to reason with Ji Xia's master. He was simply misleading his disciples and teaching them badly. How could he teach disciples like this.

"My master is there!" Ji Xia pointed to Jiang Feng.

Zheng Da:?

Seeing Ji Xia pointing at him, Jiang Feng:?