Life is a Game

Question: Did Jiang Feng scold Sun Jikai on the second day?

Answer: I got scolded.

Question: Is Jiang Feng in a good mood?

Answer: It's cool.

Question: Is Jiang Feng happy now?

Answer: Not happy.

Not only unhappy, but even a little suspicious of life.

【Orange Juice Candy (Failure) Grade B】

As it turns out, A-level food is A-level food, and even candy is A-level food.

Regardless of the type of rollover, it is treated equally, and all A-level vehicles are acceptable.

Jiang Feng looked at the orange juice candy that had just cooled into pieces and had no time to cut it. He cut off a piece with a knife and put it in his mouth.

Sweet, the orange flavor is obvious, but the taste is a bit poor and not smooth enough, and it feels no different from the sugar sold in the market.

"Sun Jikai, would you like to taste the candy I made?" Jiang Feng invited.

It's halftime now, and the next batch of Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeons for practice is still steaming in the pot. Since Sun Jikai needed a surprise tutoring session on the thickening part of the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon, Qiu Fu was in charge of the front part.

Sun Jikai saw the whole process of Jiang Feng making candy, and he was not blind. Of course, he could tell that Jiang Feng was messing around with him.

Sun Jikai walked to Jiang Feng's side, took the knife in his hand, cut a piece of candy and tasted it.

"It's good, orange flavored." Sun Jikai said, seeing that Jiang Feng's expression was not too good, he thought for a while and added, "Just... orange flavored candy, it's delicious."

"Do you feel a little... Tongue sticking?" Jiang Feng asked.

"Tongue? Oh, you mean it's not smooth, right? It's normal, if the temperature of the handmade sugar is not controlled properly."

"The same is true for chocolate. Chocolate that simply melts and then solidifies is not good-looking, and it tastes uneven because of the disordered lattice structure. To achieve a smooth and uniform chocolate, it needs to be tempered, which is actually quite complicated. The temperature range is much narrower than making sugar.” (Note ①)

Sun Jikai cut another small piece of candy and stuffed it into his mouth, and continued: "Actually, I think handmade chocolate is more difficult than handmade candy. It's easier to make it casually, but it's actually quite difficult to make it well. The correct temperature is really difficult." It's too difficult to control."

As if to confirm what he said, Sun Jikai also deliberately added: "It's the same as the thickening of the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon."

Jiang Feng: ...

If you can't thicken the corn, you have a reason.

"How did you know?" Jiang Feng watched helplessly as Sun Jikai began to stuff the fifth piece of candy into his mouth.

"I learned it when I was at Wharton."

Jiang Feng:? ? ?

You Wharton still teach this?

Seeing Jiang Feng's expression, Sun Jikai knew that he wanted to go wrong, and quickly explained: "I learned it during the vacation. At that time, my ex-girlfriend wanted to learn how to DIY chocolate, so she dragged me along."

"Oh." Jiang Feng, who had a girlfriend, was fearless.

Then Sun Jikai ate one piece after another, eating nearly half of the pot of orange juice candies.

Yes, Jiang Feng, like Sun Maocai in the teaching video, made them in a pan.

It was the first time Jiang Feng saw Sun Jikai eating so much sugar in one go. In his memory, he saw Sun Jikai eating snacks very few times.

After eating half a pot, Sun Jikai stopped and went to the stove to look at the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon in the pot.

The pleasant breaks are always short, and soon it will be time for class.

The eight-treasure chestnut pigeon is almost ready to be cooked, and Sun Jikai pours the pigeon soup into the pot to prepare the gravy, and the small kitchen is filled with the fragrance of the pigeon again.

Hearing the familiar smell, Sun Jikai couldn't help hiccupping. It was a pigeon hiccup mixed with the smell of orange candy.

Jiang Feng on the side: ...

Now he smells the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon and feels a little sick.

From seven o'clock in the morning to now, he no longer remembers how many servings of Babao Chestnut Pigeon he ate.

If you want to judge how well a dish is made, where are the shortcomings, and where are the deficiencies, the best way is to taste it yourself. This is what Jiang Feng and Sun Jikai did. They tasted from morning to afternoon, from the first taste of a whole pigeon, to the later half a pigeon to the current two bites. The pigeons are all eaten.

If Sun Jikai cooks delicious food, then forget it, but the problem is, he can't cook well.

It is normal to encounter many ups and downs and detours on the road of exploration between discovery and problem solving. But it's one thing to see others take detours, but it's another thing to eat others' detours.

Jiang Feng and Sun Jikai would discuss it after each meal, and they would naturally make corrections after the discussion. But Jiang Feng is not a professional teacher, and Sun Jikai is not such a talented student. Sometimes he corrects the wrong way. .

Now Jiang Feng didn't want to curse, he just wanted to persuade Sun Ji to let go.

Let go of yourself and let him go.

The latest Babao Chestnut Pigeon has undoubtedly failed again, and there are other Sun Jikai in the pot who don't plan to practice. He made pigeons for a day and ate so much sugar just now, and now Sun Jikai feels like a roasted pigeon brushed with orange sugar, what he needs to do now is to get out of the kitchen and eat something normal, and reverse the smell in his mouth The smell of the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon is removed.

"Why don't we come here first today." Sun Jikai said.

"I think it's okay." Jiang Feng nodded in agreement.

Sun Jikai took out his mobile phone and checked the time: "Call and ask if Wu Minqi has finished shopping. It will be almost an hour before dinner. I'll treat you to dinner."

Sun Jikai left the small kitchen and went to the back kitchen to talk to Qiu Fu, while Jiang Feng went straight to the outside of the Jubao building to smell the clothes, and called Wu Minqi to ask her about the progress of her shopping.

Wu Minqi's shopping was not over yet, so Jiang Feng and Sun Jikai were asked to make a reservation first, and when the time came, they would send her the location, and she would take a taxi there.

After Jiang Feng hung up the phone, Sun Jikai came out.

"I don't think it's the wrong time for you to thicken the glutinous rice. It's a matter of your mentality." Even after school, the conscientious teacher Jiang still didn't stop teaching. If it gets a little better, the taste will change completely in the afternoon, why are you nervous just to thicken the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon?"

Sun Jikai: ...

It's not that you scolded people so hard in the morning, scolding me is like scolding your grandson.

"I think I have found a little bit of feeling, let's watch it tomorrow." Sun Jikai said, with something in his mouth, his speech was a bit vague.

"What do you eat?" Jiang Feng asked.

"Just now when I went back to the small kitchen to get something, I saw that there was still some sugar in the pot, so I cut a piece at random." Sun Jikai said.

"Is it that delicious? It's not that you said that I didn't control the temperature range well, so the cooking is so-so." Jiang Feng has already clicked on a certain review, and began to think about what to eat tonight.

"The temperature range is not well controlled, it's just that there is a problem with the taste, and it doesn't have that much impact on the taste." Sun Jikai said, "And I don't know why, I think your candy tastes a bit like the one I ate when I was young, which is also orange. Then you can’t buy it anymore.”

Jiang Feng glanced at Sun Jikai, seeing that his expression didn't change, so he pretended to be casual and asked, "Do you remember what you ate when you were young?"

"It's just a little impression. I almost forgot the taste at first, but after eating this you made today, I remembered it again. It feels a bit like it." Sun Jikai said.

"What brand? Is it delicious?"

Sun Jikai shook his head: "I don't remember, when I was so young, I didn't go to primary school at that time. Maybe it was imported. I remember that the candies were all in English. My dad bought them for me. I loved them very much at that time. .”

"and after?"

"Later, I ate too much candy and my front teeth got decayed, so my parents wouldn't let me eat candy."

There was no need for Sun Jikai to lie to Jiang Feng about such trivial matters. Jiang Feng swiped the phone screen and could only lament in his heart that memory is really an unreliable thing. Obviously Sun Maocai made the candy, and Sun Maocai gave the first candy to Sun Jikai, but Sun Jikai remembered that the candy was bought by his father.

"By the way, where is Wu Minqi now?" Sun Jikai asked.

"She hasn't finished shopping for clothes yet, let's choose where to eat first."

"What to eat? Japanese food? We have a pretty good Japanese food here." Sun Jikai suggested.

Jiang Feng shook his head and said no: "I don't eat raw food."

"Do you have a string shop here?"

"ah?"

"It's fine without hot pot. Let's have something spicy tonight." Jiang Feng licked his lips. He ate the bland and even weird Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon all day, and wanted something spicy to refresh him.

Now he just talks about it and there is a picture in his mind.

All kinds of meatballs, vegetables, seafood, beef and mutton slices are rolled in a red oil soup pot filled with peppercorns and dried chilies.

gurgling.

Toss with garlic and scallions on a sesame oil dish.

Spicy and delicious.

After eating light dishes for a few days in a row, and eating bland chestnut pigeon for a whole day, there is no better way to eat a meal that is spicy, fresh, and spicy, spicy into the soul, and fragrant into the bones Is fondue a happier thing?

His Kiki will definitely like it.

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PS: Note ① is excerpted from this chapter published by Youying Qiyu in Chapter 613.