Life is a Game

Jiang Feng taught Zhang Zhiyun a vivid lesson with simple words. Although Zhang Zhiyun lost the last few mouthfuls of the most essential soup, Jiang Feng believed that he must have gained something more precious than this half bowl of soup.

Severe beatings from people in society.

A master lie from a candid man.

What Jiang Feng didn't expect was that Zhang Zhiyun was actually the same honest person as he was back then. After the initial shock and bewilderment, Zhang Zhiyun asked in a daze.

"Brother Feng, do you have such a big appetite?"

Jiang Feng: ...

His conscience hurts.

"That's right." Jiang Feng swallowed the last mouthful of the soup, the rich umami taste of braised shark's fin still lingered on the tip of his tongue and in his mouth, "Have you seen my cousin?"

Zhang Zhiyun nodded, the Jiang family belonged to a race that was hard to forget once they met.

"My appetite is actually about the same as my cousin's, but I have a bad stomach and can't absorb well, so I don't gain weight. Otherwise, I must be stronger than my cousins." Jiang Feng began to open his eyes and talk nonsense.

Zhang Zhiyun suddenly realized: "No wonder, you can't gain weight if you have a bad stomach. I have a classmate in high school who also has a bad stomach. He eats too much every meal, but he doesn't gain weight."

Jiang Feng: ...

If he didn't believe it, his conscience hurt even more.

After eating the braised shark's fin, everyone began to rinse their mouths with warm water and waited to eat Guanyan in clear soup. There were nine dishes in the Yan's fin banquet, and all of them, including the soup, were super dishes that could be used as table dishes in ordinary banquets. It is precisely because the serving speed of the Yan-wing banquet is not fast, the diners need to eat one by one, and the last one is almost slowed down before the tongue and stomach are ready before the next one.

Just when Jiang Feng felt that his tongue was ready, the door opened.

It was still Peng Changping who came in, this time the soup plate in his hand was much smaller than the one containing yellow braised shark fin. The bird's nest is as white as snow, and it is placed in a ball in the center of the soup plate. Most of it is soaked in the slightly beige clear soup, and only a small handful is exposed to the air. From a distance, it looks like a flower in full bloom.

Compared with braised shark's fin in yellow soup, Guan Yan in clear soup has much more elegant elements, not only the color has a lot of elements, but the ingredients in the soup are also very plain. Jiang Feng took a closer look, and there was nothing but bird's nest. It was indeed Guanyan in clear soup as the name suggests.

Because the amount of clear soup Guanyan was small this time, everyone was more reserved when scooping it up, and no one stopped after filling half a bowl. Even so, eating half a bowl of bird's nest is still a very extravagant thing - the clear soup has less official bird's nest soup, more bird's nest, and yellow braised shark's fin soup has more shark's fin and less.

Jiang Feng thought about it carefully, and realized that he had never eaten bird's nest when he was so old. For an ordinary family like theirs, they don’t have the hobby of serving bird’s nest as a tonic on weekdays. For a while, Wang Xiulian would send Comrade Jiang Jiankang to get up early in the morning to stew a cup of bird’s nest with rock sugar for beauty.

This extravagant behavior lasted for almost two weeks and ended—Comrade Jiang Jiankang really couldn't get up in the morning.

Jiang Feng, who didn't need beauty treatments and didn't need to take supplements since he was a child, never had a serious illness, started to eat bird's nest for the first time in his life.

The entrance is the taste of clear soup.

The bird's nest itself is really tasteless, which is very similar to shark's fin, and the taste is all due to the soup, so Jiang Feng deeply feels that eating these bird's nest and shark's fin dishes is worse than drinking the soup directly, which is delicious and nutritious.

Unlike shark's fin, bird's nest is a bit crispy.

Not as crisp as white fungus, just a little bit, but amazing enough. The delicious clear soup is refreshing and sharp, paired with soft, waxy and slightly crunchy bird's nest gave Jiang Feng a wonderful experience. The clear soup was delicious but not rich, and Jiang Feng vaguely felt that he had eaten a bit of bird's nest. taste. As for the original taste of bird's nest, Jiang Feng couldn't tell clearly. After all, this was his first time eating bird's nest, and he had no idea what the original taste of bird's nest was.

The only thing Jiang Feng could be sure of was that ordinary bird's nest would definitely not be able to produce this kind of taste and taste, otherwise the well-informed Xu Cheng would not have shown such an intoxicated expression that could be turned into an emoji.

Peng Changping also ate some bird's nest, although it was not much but he still had a few mouthfuls, unlike the stewed shark's fin he had before, he only drank some soup.

At the end of the meal, it was still Zhang Zhiyun who made the comment: "I didn't expect the bird's nest to be so delicious. I always thought that the bird's nest was tasteless."

Jiang Feng: ...

For a moment, he didn't know how to explain to the honest man next to him. Before he could speak, the door opened again.

The third course is abalone in oyster sauce.

Abalone in oyster sauce is served on the head, one per person, one on a plate. The abalone was not big, and the thin layer of oyster sauce poured on the abalone was like a piece of dyed paper. The soup in the plate was very rich. Jiang Feng scraped it with a spoon and found that it was only a tablespoon.

This dish proves with practical actions that what is called concentration is the essence.

A small abalone can be covered in one mouthful, but the soup and deliciousness contained in it cannot be described in a few words. Just a spoonful of thick soup can be rolled into the mouth with a light lick of the tongue, and the aftertaste left is enough to make people linger for half an hour.

After eating the abalone on the plate and scraping off the last trace of the thick soup, Jiang Feng just felt that he was not satisfied. If he could, he could even eat ten more!

Before Jiang Feng could recover from the regret that he hadn't eaten enough, he came to pick up the big black ginseng.

Jiang Feng has seen this dish countless times in his memory, and he is familiar with the recipe. He even came up with the idea of ​​spending Yongheju's own money to open his eyes and taste it, but in the end he couldn't realize it because of his lack of money.

This time, he ate the top version.

The thickening of the big black ginseng was not done by Peng Changping, but by Peng Changping's apprentice and the current chef of Yongheju, and the same is true for the following dishes. So although the following dishes are large in quantity, they are not as amazing as the first three dishes. They are delicious but they don’t have the feeling of swallow’s wings.

With the last dish of very distinctive pearl soup made from freshly eared old corn being served, the hot dishes of the swallow’s wing banquet also came to an end.

One bowl of pearl soup per person, one Ge Youtan per person, one counts one, everyone in the box except Peng Changping touched their bellies and sighed at the dishes on the table. Relying on his extraordinary willpower, Jiang Feng not only ate the last dish, but also ate a record amount, turning the previous lie of "I have a big appetite and I can eat it" into the truth.

Jiang Feng felt that if the waiter brought two more plates of abalone in oyster sauce, he could continue eating.

After eating and drinking enough, it is naturally time to chat.

Peng Changping and Zhang Chu haven't seen each other for decades, and they can't be regarded as old friends reunited. This time of talking after the gluttonous feast belongs to them.

Peng Changping took a sip of tea, cleared his throat, and asked, "You... how have you been all these years?"