Life is a Game

Mr. Jiang was in a good mood, and even hummed a little song while feeding the pigs.

Of the three pigs in the pigsty, Dahua Gongshi is the most cheerful, with a strong body, flowing lines, and strong hind legs, showing people that it is an excellent pig all the time.

Mr. Jiang looked at the big flower with satisfaction, estimating how much meat it would have after it was skinned and boned.

Dahua was absorbed in eating the staple food, completely unaware that the butcher's knife of fate was about to fall on her head.

Early the next morning, with Dahua's strenuous struggle and heart-piercing screams, Dahua turned into meat on the chopping board. Mr. Jiang personally dismembered the pig, leg meat, tenderloin, pork belly, rump meat, pork ribs, pig head, pig offal, put them all in different categories, and put them in ice cubes, leaving dozens of catties of her favorite for Grandma Jiang Pork belly and rump meat, and the rest are all delivered directly to the healthy stir-fry restaurant by SF Express.

Then Mr. Jiang took the game and delicacies and got on the minibus into the city.

The old man was airsick, had never taken the high-speed rail, and didn't know how to buy tickets with his mobile phone. He carried big bags and small bags all the way to City A, where he took the bus. By the time he arrived in City A, the pork had already been three days old.

When Jiang Jiankang first received the courier, he was still a little confused.

There were several large boxes, all emitting air-conditioning, and fresh food logos were printed on the boxes, and he didn't remember where he ordered fresh food at all.

But when he opened the box and laid out all the pork, the moment he saw the pig's head, he recognized that there were big flowers in the box.

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

The couple discussed this for a long time. Who was it for the old man to send the slaughtered big flowers? Jiang Jiankang didn't dare to call old man Jiang. He would definitely be scolded for disturbing him with such trivial matters.

So the big flower was kept in the cold storage like this, and after three days, Mr. Jiang went to city a.

Although Mr. Jiang can't buy tickets with his mobile phone, he can use Gaode map. A navigator, taking the bus, and at dinner time, Mr. Jiang showed up at the entrance of the Healthy Stir-fry Restaurant dragging a big bag.

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

"Dad, why didn't you say you're here? Kangkang and I will pick you up!" Wang Xiulian ran to the door courteously, took the sack from the old man, and didn't dare to open it, "You came to bring so many things What are you doing? Aren’t you tired and panicking? We have received the big flowers you sent two days ago.”

"Are you moving?" the old man asked.

"No, how dare we move if you don't tell me? It's all in the freezer, there's not a single piece of meat missing!" Wang Xiulian hurriedly invited Jiang Weiguo to the store, and yelled at the kitchen: "Jiankang! Jiang Jiankang! Dad Here you go, come out soon!"

"What, dad is here?" Jiang Jiankang didn't finish cooking, so he ran out of the back kitchen with a spatula.

"What do you look like in a panic?" Jiang Weiguo couldn't help scolding when he saw that the spatula in Jiang Jiankang's hand was still stained with a shred of carrot. He took the spatula from his hand and walked into the back kitchen.

The couple quickly followed.

"Jiang Feng's family turned out to be really difficult!" A girl in a yellow coat exclaimed.

"Yeah, I thought they were spreading rumors. I didn't expect Jiang's family to be so difficult." The girl with the red hat next to her nodded in agreement.

Even Ji Yue, who knew the daily turnover of the healthy cooking restaurant, couldn't help but start to have some doubts. Jiang Feng's family really owed a big debt?

There is no way, Jiang Weiguo's attire just now at the entrance of the Healthy Stir-Fry Restaurant is really in line with everyone's heart and the appearance of an old country father who appears on TV in the city looking for relatives, a big gray padded jacket, an old face, and a dark face , weather-beaten hands, and a battered snakeskin bag.

The above image is made up by all the customers of the healthy stir-fry restaurant.

Aside from the fact that he was really tired from the car ride for a long time, compared with old people of the same age, Mr. Zhang is neither dark nor old, nor weather-beaten. He is even a little fat and a little strong. The dusty, unattractive, even ugly big padded jacket belonged to Valentino.

When Jiang Weiguo entered the back kitchen, Jiang Feng was still making soup.

In the past few days, even he himself felt that he was a little crazy.

When making soup and cooking, few outside things can affect Jiang Feng. He seems to be unable to hear or see, just like the protagonist in a fantasy novel who enters a mysterious state when practicing martial arts. All on the dishes and soup in front of you.

He began to carefully examine the game's evaluation of the dishes he made, began to carefully analyze what is the correct cooking time, looked for the best way to handle ingredients, and began to really think about the compatibility of food and many things that he would never think about at ordinary times. .

Jiang Jiankang couldn't teach these things.

In just a few days, Jiang Feng's progress in making soup can be described as reborn.

Jiang Feng didn't notice Jiang Weiguo's arrival.

Today he boiled oyster mushroom corn tea tree mushroom soup.

In order to get rid of the peculiar smell of the tea tree mushroom, he specially stir-fried the onion, ginger and garlic first.

It's the final stage.

Jiang Feng stirred it clockwise slowly with a spoon, and the steam slowly floated up and finally dispersed. The air was filled with the strong smell of mushrooms.

Jiang Weiguo smelled it, walked over, and glanced at the soup pot. In addition to mushrooms and corn, there were some other ingredients in it. There were 3 kinds of ingredients that could be seen and smelled.

"Your soup is not good." Mr. Jiang just said without doing anything, "Your family has too many ingredients, and your skill is not good enough to handle so many ingredients."

Jiang Feng stopped holding the spoon and turned his head as if waking up from a dream.

"Grandpa?" Jiang Feng was startled.

"How many days have you boiled the soup?" Jiang Weiguo asked.

"Half... It's been more than half a month." Jiang Feng was still a little dazed. Jiang Weiguo ran from the countryside to City A suddenly, and he couldn't react for a while.

"Your father told me that you've been bewildered by cooking mushroom soup recently." Jiang Weiguo picked up the spoon and stirred the pot, "It's generally okay, but I'm a little greedy."

"Do you think that no matter what mushrooms you add, the taste is too abrupt, so you add some of this and that to make the mushroom soup a hodgepodge?" Jiang Weiguo is worthy of being a veteran chef for many years, and he sees the problem to the point.

Jiang Feng nodded repeatedly.

"What you boiled is mushroom soup, and you still think the mushroom smell is strong. Didn't you take off your pants and fart?" Jiang Weiguo scolded, knocking on the side of the pot with a spoon, "Boil it again!"

Jiang Feng seemed to be hit hard.

That's right, I boiled it clearly to be mushroom soup, why do I think the mushroom taste is strong instead?

So for so many days...

Too busy?