Life is a Game

Qi Jiangfeng had a good appreciation of Wang Hao's long text at night, and he was embarrassed and praised because of the flirtatiousness of the words and words.

Finally, I accidentally slipped my hands and liked it.

Qijiang Jiankang has already established a supplier of vegetables and poultry. The original plan was to open the day after tomorrow, but now everything is going smoothly and it will be open at noon tomorrow.

Minjiang Feng thought about it and edited a circle of friends.

The healthy cooking restaurant on East Food Street East Road will be open tomorrow. A university student can enjoy a 10% discount on food with a CD.

Shut down and sleep.

There is still a tough battle to fight tomorrow.

On the first day of opening of a new store, traffic is usually high.

Qijiang Jiankang hung up a big red signboard, and successfully destroyed more than half of Jiang Zaide's store design.

Whether you are curious or eager to open a new store at a special price, there will be new customers entering the new store.

一 大 Jiang Feng went to the store to help wash vegetables and chop vegetables early the next morning. Wang Hao knew that Jiang Feng's store didn't hire anyone, and they were afraid they would not come.

A city's prices are expensive, and the prices of healthy cooking restaurants are not cheap. Ordinary dishes are 30% more expensive than the surrounding small restaurants. Large dishes like elbow are even the same as ordinary restaurants.

Comrade Jiangjiang Kang never expected that someone would order a large dish on the first day. The family was so busy in the kitchen that they prepared some ingredients commonly used for stir-fried rice.

同 Comrade Wang Xiulian washes vegetables, and Wang Hao helps her. Jiang Feng and Jiang Jiankang are in charge of chopping vegetables.

Scallions are cut into sections, scallions are cut into onion flowers, garlic cloves are peeled and smashed, carrots are shredded, cucumbers are sliced, white radish slices, green peppers are chopped ...

Change different dishes for different knives. Vegetables and meat dishes cannot be the same knives. Tastes that are not the same can not be the same knives. This is the Jiang family's habit of cutting vegetables. For ordinary chefs, there are only one or two handy knives. Jiang Jiankang has more than a dozen, and Jiang Weiguo has a row of specialized knife holders.

In the words of Jiang Feng's grandmother Liu Lianhua, she was just blindfolded.

Ye is really blind, but in the eyes of Wang Hao's layman, he is a master.

Qiu Jiangfeng is in charge of vegetables, Jiang Jiankang is in charge of cutting meat. Both father and son have the same knife technique, and each has its own advantages, but in Wang Hao's view, they are all the same, stable and accurate. Alas, soon the father and the son picked up hilly ingredients in the plate next to the chopping board.

Wang Wanghao took out his mobile phone and took a video, sent it to the circle of friends, as the last hard publicity before opening.

Minjiang Feng's mind constantly sounded the game's beep.

"Ding, gain 1 knife proficiency."

"Ding, gain 1 knife proficiency."

"Ding, gain 1 knife proficiency."

Uh ...

If this is a game interface, Jiang Feng's head must be constantly showing the words + 1 + 1 + 1.

Twenty o'clock, officially opened for business.

Qijiang Feng set up a sign at the door, the new store opened, and each customer came to the store with a cup of sour plum soup.

The sour plum soup was cooked by Comrade Jiang Jiankang last night. Black plum, hawthorn, tangerine peel, licorice, and sweet-scented osmanthus are all made with the best ingredients. They were chilled in the refrigerator for one night, which was the best way to cool off the heat.

The first table guest was a classmate of Jiang Fengtong Society.

Qi Jiangfeng's chess club returned to school in advance, and a good one arrived. Two of them ate Jiang Feng's Cucumbers yesterday.

4 people deliberately picked a table for 4 people near the door so that people outside could see guests in the shop.

The menus are on the wall, and the price is marked behind the name of the dish. The 4 people looked at the menu and the price of the dish, all hesitated.

This price is a bit too expensive.

"Brother Feng." Qiu Chen and Jiang Feng had the best relationship and didn't talk so much. "Even if my uncle and uncle borrowed a lot of money to open the shop, the price of the dishes is so expensive, maybe ..."

"Uncle Jiang's craftsmanship, this dish is cheap enough." Wang Hao brought 4 cups of plum soup from the back kitchen. The plum soup was just taken out of the refrigerator and was still cold.

In the transparent glass, the plum soup is extremely thick brown, and it is very tempting to look at it.

The corner of Wang Hao's mouth still has sour plum soup.

Knowing that he would definitely keep the thief in check, Jiang Feng asked, "How many drinks?"

"Not much, just two cups." Wang Hao smiled and put four cups of sour plum soup on the table, "I only wanted to taste it, but I couldn't control it."

"Drink less, just take it out of the refrigerator, be careful of eating bad stomach." Jiang Feng instructed.

The four people who came to join us picked up the plum soup and tasted it.

Cool and refreshing, with a hint of smoky flavor, just sour and sweet, just a little bit more.

4 people murmured, and soon a cup of sour plum soup fell down. Originally, there was still some dissatisfaction with the price of the dishes, but as the plum plum soup slid into the stomach along the esophagus, these dissatisfaction disappeared.

的 Sour plum soup is so delicious just as a drink. What about other dishes?

"Feng Feng, how much is this sour plum soup for a cup? Another cup!" Jiang Feng's student Liu Zixuan couldn't wait to ask.

"15 cups." Afraid that he was too expensive, Jiang Feng explained, "My dad cooked sour plum soup for more than 2 hours last night, and he was distressed to sell cheap."

"It's not expensive." Liu Zixuan shook like a rattle.

After drinking the sour plum soup in the hands of the other three, they also expressed that they would like to have another glass.

Opened 4 cups of sour plum soup, which Jiang Feng never expected.

4 people ordered 4 dishes. In addition to Jiang Feng ’s recommended chicken, Qiu Chen ordered sweet and sour pork tenderloin, Liu Zixuan ordered Guota Tofu, and the other two discussed peppers and fried pork.

The four dishes are 120 yuan in total, the rice is free, and the plum plum soup is 180 yuan in total.

There is Zhuyu with sour plum soup in front of them. The 4 people have no dissatisfaction.

Qijiang Feng only sold them one or two glasses, each of them was extremely precious, taking one bite and one bite less.

Jiang Feng went to the back kitchen to help, Wang Hao stayed here to brag with them, describing the deliciousness of the last night's dishes, the lion's head has a lot of flavor, the elbows are stewed so softly, the four people who listened to it, hate themselves to order Why is there no atmosphere at the time.

Alas, wait, the lion head seems to be sold alone.

Qiu Chen scrambled to the side of the dish and found the lion's head dish.

20 yuan each.

The four of them added four more lion heads with great pride ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ A few minutes later, Jiang Feng brought out a plate of chicken chickens that Jiang Jiankang played normally and walked out of the kitchen.

The chopsticks of the twenty-four people stretched out to the Kung Pao chicken.

Everyone quickly abandoned the sour plum soup and listed Gongbao Chicken as their new favorite.

Not long after, a stray couple came in the store.

When I walked to the menu, the girl couldn't help exclaiming, "It's expensive!"

The boy's face is not very good, he asked in a low voice, "Well?"

"Let's go." The girl pulled her boyfriend's sleeve and left.

Liu Chen's table for four was right in front of the shop. When the little couple passed by, the boy suddenly smelled the vegetables.

I'm so fragrant.

It smelled a little sweet.

The boys turned their heads and watched the four of them shamelessly eating at a dish.

"Classmate, what do you eat?" The boy asked.

"Kung Pao chicken." Qiu Chen replied vaguely with meat in his mouth.

"Is it delicious?" The boy swallowed involuntarily.

Qiu Chen didn't have time to answer. Facing these three animals, he said one more word and ate less, and nodded perfunctoryly.

Action has it all.

"Or should we order a chicken?" The boy's position began to shake.

The girl is not interested in the Kung Pao chicken, but since her boyfriend wants to eat, she does not stop and nods reluctantly.

At this time, Jiang Feng came out with a sweet and sour pork loin.

The tenderloin was deep-fried golden, and the sweet and sour sauce was carefully simmered, and Jiang Jiankang poured a carefully-drilled broth with a strong aroma.

Muttering, the girl swallowed.

"Add another sweet and sour pork loin." The girl went to the window and sat down, finalizing.