Life is a Game

Qi Jiangfeng struggled to get up from the ground, and looked intently, this is ...

Cabin?

Qiu Jiangfeng has not been on a ship, and she was not stable at all in the most shaken cabin. She stumbled all the way and finally hugged a pillar. He could still hug the pillars, otherwise Jiang Feng had to lie on the ground unless the boat stopped.

The cabin was small, dim, and very crowded. There was only a small oblique window, and there was almost no light in the cabin. The small place crowded out hundreds of people, all kinds of people, men and women, young and old. The only common feature is that they have yellow skin and thin bones, and most of them sit on the ground with eyes dumb and their faces numb.

In this case, Jiang Feng couldn't tell which one was Jiang Weiguo.

Minjiang Feng did not dare to hold the pillars, and the entire cabin was filled with suffocating smell, which was more terrifying than the garbage mountain in the shed where Li Mingyi once lived.

The smell of sweat, smell, body, urine, and feces are mixed in such a closed cabin to ferment. If Jiang Feng had not previously experienced close contact with the garbage mountain before, I'd probably have fled outside the cabin.

It seems that the people in the cabin have not bathed and changed their clothes for a long time. Just looking at the harsh conditions here and their worn out dirty clothes, Jiang Feng can guess that they have no conditions to bathe, and they have no clothes to change.

If it were not for the yellow race in the cabin, Jiang Feng would have suspected that it was a black ship for transporting slaves.

After a while, the hatch opened.

A lean, relatively neat but equally old middle-aged man walked down the stairs disgustingly, stopping in the middle, apparently not wanting to touch the bilge people too much.

"The cook who cooks the first-class adults is sick. Do you have a cook here?" The lean man shouted, "Give two hoees every meal!"

As soon as the last word came out, the bilge of the dead land was a sensation. They didn't care if the sick kitchen was thrown into the river. They only cared about the two hoes.

Whether it is men, women, children, or even children at the age of seven or eight, they all yelled, "I am a cook!"

"I can cook!"

"I don't want two gimmicks, I just want one!"

If there is still no fear of lean men, people who long for white-faced hoees will rush to pull on the corners of his clothes.

"Quiet!" The lean man shouted, his voice overshadowed the noise, "Don't be a woman, dare to mess with me and throw you into the river!"

"I want a cook, a cook that cooks for grown-ups, not a waste that only burns a fire!" The lean man glanced around and saw that the originally enthusiastic people were all shy and could not help disappointing.

They are a merchant ship. They used to ship cargoes to and from Southeast Asia. There are many merchant ships like them at sea. When there is cargo, they are carried in the cabin. A little bit harder, the poor who ca n’t live ca n’t afford to buy all the family ’s tickets and buy a boat ticket, and then divide the people into three or six. For traffickers, children are worthless, and they are sold as long as they are bought. If no one wants, they can just find a place and throw it away or throw it directly into the river.

东 Their host is kind. Although the price of the boat is expensive, it will at least guarantee that they will be sent to the place where they are going, and will return three bowls of rice soup to the cabin crew every day.

As to whether they can live on three bowls of rice soup every day after spending all their net worth to buy a ferry ticket, it is not their business. Against the background of their peers, their owner is already a bona fide man.

"Is there anyone?" The lean man shouted again, "To the satisfaction of the first-class adults, you can give three gimmicks in one meal!"

No one dares to promise.

They are afraid, if the cooking is not good enough to anger the first-class adults, not only can't get a hoe, it's better to affect the whole family.

This year, the north has experienced wars, droughts, and plagues. Both rich and poor people have fled south. The bilge ticket of the whole family can empty all the savings of ordinary people, and many people even take their daughters or even The daughter-in-law sold enough money. The identity of those who can live in the first class, these civilians dare not even think about.

"Can I? I'm the chef at Taifeng House." Jiang Weiguo squeezed out of the crowd.

At this time, Jiang Weiguo was about eleven or twelve years old. Since he was a young chef, he was very nutritious, so he looked very strong compared to the chronically hungry and malnourished people at the bottom of the bilge. Although his clothes were worn out and dirty, but At a glance, you can see that the original family was good.

It is impossible for a poor child to grow so strong.

"Taifeng House?" The lean man obviously knew Taifeng House, and he didn't believe that Taifeng House's chef would fall to the bottom of the cabin. "How old are you? Thirteen? Fourteen?"

"Eleven." Jiang Weiguo replied.

The lean man looked at him for a while, and I didn't know what he was thinking. After a long time, he barely agreed: "Come on."

In the envious eyes of everyone, Jiang Weiguo followed the lean man and left the bilge.

Qiu Jiangfeng stumbled to keep up.

I left the bilge, the air was much fresher, and I could even feel the wind, which was very pleasant.

The lean man said, "My surname is Wang, and you will call me the king in the future. The adults in the first-class cabin are not you and I can afford to take it easy. If you go back in name, I can blame it."

"My name is Jiang Weiguo." Jiang Wei National Road stretched out his hand.

That's a pair of chef's hands.

Not rough, no extra calluses ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ There are old wounds that can be seen with the naked eye and cut by a kitchen knife.

The king's steward believed that he was a cook.

Mr. Wang led him into a narrow room and threw him a set of clean old clothes: "There is no hot water, and you should wash it with cold water, especially your head. Do not bring flea and lice into the kitchen, and then change the clean clothes. I'll wait for you outside. "

I finished talking and closed the door.

Qijiang Feng didn't peek into his grandfather's hobby of bathing and changing clothes when he was young, waiting at the door like Wang Guanshi.

After a while, Jiang Weiguo came out.

I changed into clean clothes, my hands and face were clean, and even my nails were cleaned. Wang Guanshi looked at Jiang Weiguo, nodded with satisfaction, and led him to the kitchen.

The kitchen on the boat is very small, and there are a lot of things. There are many kinds of vegetables, but they are all ticking, there are fresh fish, no fresh meat, and there are a few hanging jerkys. Jiang Fengguang cannot recognize it with the naked eye. What meat is it.

"The first-class adult's surname is Huang. Adult Huang doesn't like to eat fish and ginger, so he must prepare the dishes before 11 noon today, at least three dishes and one soup. If you eat it secretly, throw you directly! Master Huang is rewarded for doing well. If you can't do it yourself, weigh it! "Wang was in charge of the matter and was ready to leave.

对 "Yes, the second- and third-class kitchen is next door. If you are hungry, you can mix two bowls of rice cereal."

Qijiang Feng guessed that this is also considered employee benefits.

"Where is Mr. Huang, Director Huang?" Jiang Weiguo asked.

Seeing Jiang Weiguo actually asked a question, Wang Guanshi could not help but glance at him: "Huguang people."

"Thank you for telling me."

"If you need help, go to the next door." I don't know if it was Jiang Weiguo's eyes or other reasons. Wang Guanshi added a word.