Life is a Game

Hotness is pain. It is well known that pain is an unpleasant sensation produced by human brain tissue that damages the body tissue or the stimulus that may cause body tissue loss.

He waited until the brain stopped transmitting pain to Jiang Feng, and then he began to feel the taste of bean sprouts.

If you ignore the degree of spiciness, this boiled fish is just good for bean sprouts.

Qi Jiangfeng wiped the tears that had just been spicy, and the strong man clamped a fish fillet like a broken wrist.

Fish fillets are moderate in thickness, too thin to be brittle when cooked, too thick and not easy to taste, and the quality of wild grass carp is more tender than those raised in captivity, such as this can grow to thirteen pounds, which is rare and positive The meat is tender and tender.

The ravioli is still very spicy, not only spicy but also numb. Jiang Feng rarely eats such heavy flavored dishes. Even with the bean sprouts of the past, the tears pop out uncontrollably.

Qi Jiangfeng expertly pulled out a piece of paper to dry her tears, and caught another piece of fish.

It is not easy for a wild grass carp to grow to thirteen pounds. It can safely live to be harvested in its mature years, and it is bought by Master Chen, who has cooking and wisdom. He made this boiled fish. This is fate. .

The grass carp has worked so hard to make it look the most tender and fat, and Master Chen also paid back his efforts with his cooking skills. Fish fillets are made according to the texture of fish meat. They are made with proper materials, marinated properly, and cooked properly. A natural boiled fish is so rare that Jiang Feng cherishes it.

I ca n’t eat spicy food anymore!

Qi Jiangfeng was like this, one bite of rice and one bite of fish, and soon the three big bowls of rice went down, and they couldn't stand it.

Qi Jiangfeng could only look at the fish and sigh, watching Wu Minqi eating happily.

"You're full?" Wu Minqi was able to pull out her mouth and talk to Jiang Feng, looking at the fish bones next to Jiang Feng's bowl.

"I had three bowls of rice." Jiang Feng said.

"Spicy rabbit head, we are one of us, you eat first!" Wu Minqi said.

Qijiang Feng shook his head quickly. The boiled fish was just boiled. The spicy rabbit head was brine, and the peppers and dried peppers were used. The spicy taste must be deep in every corner of the rabbit head.

He still doesn't have the spirit of Liu Qian's death for food.

Qiu Jiangfeng now feels that her mouth is a little swollen. If she eats another rabbit head, her mouth must become a sausage mouth.

I couldn't imagine that scene.

As a native of Sichuan, Wu Minqi is not afraid of spicy or hemp. She can't eat boiled fish and eat soup soup, just watching the red soup mixed with peppercorns poured on the rice. Jiang Feng inhales, Wu Minqi was enjoying it.

Master Qijiang was still explaining next: "This girl has liked to eat this since she was a child. The pepper jars are soaked."

Min Jiangfeng: ...

The natives of Sichuan can't afford to mess with them.

Wu Minqi devoted himself to eating, Jiang Feng said to inquire about Jiang Weiming.

"Master Chen, I would like to ask, did you know a chef named Jiang Weiming when you worked in a state-owned hotel?" Jiang Feng asked.

"Jiang Weiming? Originally, there were several chefs named Jiang who worked in state-owned restaurants and others retired long ago, but I don't remember a chef named Jiang Weiming." Master Chen said.

Did you change your name?

"Maybe he changed his name, that is, he was still working in 1987. At that time, he might be in his sixties. He was a little bit fat. He was good at making fish heads and chopped beard." Jiang Feng looked at Master Chen with anticipation.

Master Chen thought for a moment, and slowly said, "I'm a little impressed by what you said, but his name is Jiang Yuanchao."

Very good, very new Chinese name.

"The state-owned hotel he worked in closed down in 1993, and he moved away afterwards. I heard that he seems to have moved to County Y. After so many years, I don't know how." Master Chen said that he couldn't help.

Although the clue was broken, knowing that Jiang Weiming's name was changed to Jiang Yuanchao was a big breakthrough, as long as Jiang Feng would not find the blindness of Jiang Weiming all over the world.

"Thank you, Master Chen, for your great help." Jiang Feng expressed his heartfelt thanks.

I waited for more than ten minutes before Wu Minqi finished eating, and they left after checking out together.

It was late, and Jiang Feng could catch the last subway to go to his homestay. The two bid farewell at the subway station. Wu Minqi also promised Jiang Feng: "I will ask my grandfather if he knows where Jiang Yuanchao settled in when I go back."

But Jiang Feng thinks Grandpa Wu Minqi is unlikely to know.

The State-owned Hotel 93 where Weijiang Weiming worked was closed down. After so many years passed, it was inconvenient for everyone to communicate at that time. It is estimated that there has been no contact for a long time.

I sat in a car for a day, and at night I ate spicy boiled fish that my tongue couldn't bear. When Jiang Feng arrived at the hotel, everyone was a little bit stingy. After a brief wash, he fell to bed and slept unconsciously.

等 When Jiang Feng woke up the next day, it was already noon.

I turned on the phone and saw the WeChat sent by Wu Minqi before, telling her that her grandfather did n’t know Jiang Yuanchao ’s current address, and gave him a few words of relief. The last message was “I ’m going to the kitchen now. ".

I went home and went straight to the back kitchen to help the next day. I didn't even ask my girlfriends to go shopping together to watch a movie and continue with plastic sisters. Jiang Feng could only sigh that Wu Minqi was really a cooking madman.

There is a train to y county in the provincial capital. As long as ten minutes, Jiang Feng decided to try his luck in y county. In his impression, y county is not big. Turn around and ask more people. Maybe it is found.

However, Jiang Feng arrived in County Y one hour later and found out that he thinks County Y is not big, it is County Y in 1987.

Thirty years have elapsed. County Y is no longer the small county town that it was in the past. Due to the rapid development near the provincial town, the scale is close to some prefecture-level cities on the third or fourth tier.

Qiu Jiangfeng went out of the railway station in y county and bought a map.

怎么 How can I find this?

With millions of permanent residents in y County, he knows a name, and the probability of finding someone by hitting the Grand Canal is lower than winning the lottery.

Wang Wanghao sometimes buys five or ten yuan for scratching music.

Qijiang Feng can only be found in the most densely populated commercial streets.

A whole day, Jiang Feng asked each shop one by one, "Do you know an old man named Jiang Yuanchao who should be in his 90s now?" Wechat steps have been dominating the circle of friends, and there is no receipt.

Qi Jiangfeng feels like he is sending a message to someone this day, but someone else has a message ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ he has nothing but a name.

It was much harder to find Jiang Weiming than he thought.

One day of inquiries was fruitless. Jiang Feng could only buy the provincial train ticket to return. He did not expect that Jiang Weiming might leave the provincial town and ordered a five-day homestay. Fortunately, county y was close to the provincial town and ran back and forth Not much time consuming.

Back to the homestay, Jiang Feng calmed down and refreshed his thoughts.

找 Find someone according to today's method, let alone 5 days, 5 months may not be found.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Jiang Feng began to sort out the relationships he knew about Jiang Weiming.

Weijiang Weijiang became a chef in a state-owned restaurant in the provincial capital in 1987. Han Guishan met him there, and the share of chopped pepper and fish head was a dish of love between him and his wife. Later, in the state-owned restaurant in 1993 ...

Wait, Han Guishan and his wife's love dish.

Hit his wife, isn't that the waitress in the state-run hotel!

Qijiang Feng has not seen Han Guishan's wife, and also went to Baidu Encyclopedia for insurance purposes. Sure enough, the photo that Du Niang showed was the waitress of the state-owned hotel where Jiang Weiming was located, called Wang Jing. Yes, Jiang Feng remembered that Jiang Weiming called her quiet.

Right, all right!

Wang Jing and colleagues from Jiang Weiming have seen that the relationship is not bad, she must know Jiang Weiming's current address!

Qiu Jiangfeng wanted to slap herself, and spent a day working blindly, making a big circle, and she missed the most important information.

Xi Xing opened WeChat in a hurry, Jiang Feng organized the language, compiled a coincidental reason that seemed reasonable, and sent WeChat to Han Guishan to ask if his wife knew Jiang Weiming's address.

Editing is completed and sent.

Qijiang Fengmeizi shut down to sleep.