Life is a Game

Father Jiang Jiang was in a good mood, even humming when he was feeding pigs.

The three pigs in the pig sty are the happiest of the big flower arches, the most sturdy body, the flowing lines, the strong hind legs, and show everyone that it is an excellent pig.

Father Jiang Jiang looked at the big flower with satisfaction, and estimated in his heart how much meat it could have after it was peeled and boned.

Wu Dahua devoted himself to eating the staple food, but the butcher knife, who had no sense of fate, was about to fall on it.

一 In the early morning of the next day, with Dahua's struggling and heartbreaking screams, Dahua became flesh on the chopping board. Mr. Jiang personally disassembled the pork limbs, leg meat, tenderloin, pork belly, gluteal meat, pork ribs, pig head, pig water, all sorted into different categories, frozen with ice, and left Grandma Jiang with dozens of pounds of her favorite The pork belly and gluten are all delivered directly to the healthy cooking restaurant by SF Express.

Then Grandpa Jiang took the game and Shanzhen and took the minibus into the city.

Father fainted, never took the high-speed rail, and never used his cell phone to buy a ticket. He carried a large bag and small bag all the way to city A where he took the bus. By the time he arrived in city A, the pork had already been in three days.

When Jiang Jiang Jiankang just received the delivery, people were still a little bit sloppy.

He carried several large boxes, all of which were air-conditioned, and the boxes were printed with the fresh sign, and he did not remember where he had set the fresh.

He could not wait until he opened the box and laid out all the pork. The moment he saw the pig's head, there was a big flower in the box he recognized.

Not only did he recognize it, but Comrade Wang Xiulian also recognized it.

The couple have been discussing this for a long time. The old man sent the big flower and sent it. Who was it for? Jiang Jiankang didn't dare to call Mr. Jiang. If he disturbed him with such trivial matters, he would definitely be scolded by a dog.

So Dahua kept it in the cold storage like this, and after three days, Grandpa Jiang went to City A.

Although Master Jiang won't use his cell phone to buy tickets, he will use Gaode maps. A navigation, sitting on the bus, at the dinner time, Grandpa Jiang dragged a marijuana bag and appeared at the door of the healthy cooking restaurant.

"Dad!" Wang Xiulian, who was collecting money in the store, couldn't believe his eyes, yelled loudly, and all the customers in the store looked at the door.

"Dad, why don't you say a word when you come? Health and I will pick you up!" Wang Xiulian ran to the door diligently, took the sack from the old man, did not dare to open it, "You come and bring so many things What are you doing? Don't you be too tired? We have received the flowers you sent us two days ago. "

"Are you moving?" The old man asked.

"No, don't you say how dare we move? They are all stored in the freezer, and there is no shortage of meat!" Wang Xiulian rushed Jiang Weiguo to the store and yelled at the chef: "Jian Kang! Jiang Jian Kang! Dad Here you are, come out soon! "

"What, dad is here?" Jiang Jianjian didn't finish cooking, and ran out of the kitchen with a spatula.

"What does it look like in a panic?" When Jiang Jiankang saw a spatula on the spatula held by Jiang Jiankang, Jiang Weiguo scolded him, grabbed the spatula from his hand, and went into the kitchen.

The two couples followed immediately.

"Comrade Jiang Feng was really difficult!" Sighed a girl in a yellow coat.

"Yeah, I thought they passed on it blindly. I didn't expect that Jiang's home was really so difficult." The girl with the red hat next to her nodded and agreed.

Even the quarter month who knows the daily turnover of the healthy cooking restaurant can't help but start to doubt, Jiang Feng's family really owes a **** debt?

No way, Jiang Weiguo ’s dress at the door of the healthy cooking restaurant just fits everyone ’s mind and the old father in the country appears on TV to look for his relatives in the city. The big cotton jacket, old face, dark face , Weather-beaten hands, and a worn snakeskin bag.

The above image is made up by all the guests of the healthy cooking restaurant.

Except for being in a car for a long time, some exhaustion is real. Compared with old people of the same age, Mr. Zhang is neither dark nor old, nor is it weather-beaten. He is even a little fat and a bit strong. The most important thing is his look It was gray and fluttering, its appearance was not good, and there was even an ugly big cotton jacket from Valentino.

When Feng Jiang Weiguo came into the kitchen, Jiang Feng was still cooking.

In the last few days, even he himself feels a bit mad.

When cooking soup and cooking, few outside things can affect Jiang Feng. He seems to be inaudible and invisible, just like the protagonist in a fantasy novel enters a mysterious state while practicing. It's all on the dishes and soup in front.

He began to carefully review the evaluation of the dishes given to him by the game, began to carefully analyze what is the right climate, to find the best way to handle the ingredients, and began to really think about the similarity of food and many things that he would never think about .

All these things Jiang Jiankang cannot teach.

In just a few days, Jiang Feng's improvement in the level of soup can be described as reborn.

I was not aware of Jiang Weiguo's arrival ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ Jiang Feng.

He boiled Pleurotus ostreatus corn tea tree mushroom soup today.

In order to remove the odor of tea tree mushrooms, he also deliberately sautéed them with onion, **** and garlic.

I have reached the final stage.

Qijiang Feng stirred slowly in a clockwise direction with a spoon, the steam slowly floated up, and finally diffused, and the air was filled with the smell of strong mushrooms.

Weijiang Weiguo smelled the smell, walked over and glanced at the soup pot. There were some other ingredients besides mushrooms and corn. There were only three kinds of smells that could be seen.

"You soup is not good." Father Jiang only said, do not start, "There are too many ingredients in your house, you can't work hard at home, you can't control so many ingredients."

Qiu Jiangfeng stopped holding the spoon and turned her head like a dream.

"Grandpa?" Jiang Feng was startled.

"Did you have soup for a few days?" Jiang Weiguo asked.

"Half ... more than half a month." Jiang Feng was still a little stunned. Jiang Weiguo Lengbuding ran from the countryside to City A, and he couldn't respond at all.

你 "Your dad and I said that you've boiled mushroom soup recently." Jiang Weiguo picked up the spoon and stirred the wok. "It's OK, a little greedy."

"Don't you think the taste of any mushrooms is very abrupt, so you just add this and some more and add mushroom soup to a hodgepodge?" Jiang Weiguo is indeed a long-time old chef who sees the problem clearly.

Qiu Jiangfeng nodded again and again.

"You boiled the mushroom soup, but you still think the mushrooms are heavy, don't you take off your pants and fart?" Jiang Weiguo scolded, knocked the spoon with the spoon, "heavy boil!"

Zhijiang Feng was severely hit.

Yeah, I boiled the mushroom soup myself.

So for so many days ...

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