Life is a Game

An Ling led Jiang Feng to the entrance of the Healthy Cooking Restaurant. The door was open, but the signboard read:

The owner has something to go out at noon and is temporarily closed.

The crooked big characters can be seen to be written by Comrade Jiang Jiankang himself.

"It's closed." An Ling was a little disappointed, and turned to Jiang Feng, "Senior Jiang Feng, I'm sorry, this store is closed. If we can meet again in the next competition, I will bring you over to eat."

"What did you want to eat?" Jiang Feng asked.

"Chilli fried meat!" An Ling said, "Senior Jiang Feng, let me tell you, the fried meat in this restaurant is really delicious! All the meat fried in their house is delicious. Last semester, we came to the dormitory for dinner. Their house The sweet and sour pork and Kung Pao chicken are really the best I have ever eaten!"

"Do you like sweets?" Jiang Feng asked.

"That's not true. I like both sweet and spicy dishes, as long as the dishes are not too salty." An Ling thought for a while and added, "I like meat as long as it's meat. Forget it, Senior Jiang Feng, I'll take you to the one in front. Go to the Northeast Dumpling Restaurant, I think their mushroom and chicken dumplings are also good."

If An Ling wanted to eat some big dishes, or Jiang Jiankang's kung pao chicken, Jiang Feng might not be able to do anything about it, but there is still no problem with stir-fried pork with chili. The door was unlocked, and Jiang Feng could see Ji Yue writing on the digital tablet on the counter, and pushed the door directly to enter.

"It's okay, come in, this is my shop." Jiang Feng said.

An Ling was startled.

"Yo, Jiang Feng, you're back, how was the competition?" Ji Yue saw Jiang Feng and then saw An Ling outside the door, and said to her, "I'm sorry, my classmates, the boss is out today, and it doesn't open at noon, you can come back at night. "

"She's right behind me in today's competition, and she's also from our school. She's going to have a plate of chili fried pork, and I can cook it," Jiang Feng said.

An Ling entered the store with an unbelievable expression on her face, thinking that she had made an oolong and led Jiang Feng to his own store for dinner, she was a little embarrassed, and said to Ji Yue with a blushing face, "Hello, senior, I... My name is An Ling, and I am a freshman in the Department of Foreign Languages."

"Hello, my name is Ji Yue, and I'm from the Department of Fine Arts." said Ji Yue, an older senior who had already graduated.

"Oh, by the way, Jiang Feng." Ji Yue stopped Jiang Feng who was about to go to the kitchen, "Your grandpa came after eight o'clock, and he asked me to tell you what to make 10 plates of silk yam, what? Oil and sugar, eh, what is it called oil?"

"Sugar on the bottom of the oil?" Jiang Feng said.

"That's right, that's right, that's right, um, your grandfather told you to take pictures every time you finished a set, record a video and send it to him on WeChat." Ji Yue said, "Oh, by the way, I want to eat eight-treasure tofu."

As a senior tofu lover, Ji Yue has been obsessed with Babao tofu for 7 days after discovering that Jiang Feng actually learned how to make Babao tofu during the winter vacation.

Although Jiang Jiankang and his wife went to the imperial dining room to eat out, they had already prepared the dishes that needed to be washed and processed before going out. An Ling wanted chili fried pork, Ji Yue wanted eight-treasure tofu, and he made another dish of eggplant with minced meat, and the rice was cooked now, and it would be ready in half an hour.

Jiang Feng went out and talked to An Ling first, An Ling had no objection, and kept looking at the wine cabinet.

Jiang Feng was already busy in the kitchen, there was no price tag on the menu, An Ling estimated his new year's money and living expenses, and asked, "Senior Ji Yue, how much is a bottle of Erguotou with a temperature of 53 degrees on the counter? "

Ji Yue raised her head in surprise, she didn't expect that An Ling, a weak-looking girl, would like to drink white wine, and said, "Ten yuan a cup."

For restaurants, drinks are always huge profits, but because they are restaurants around the school, in fact, liquor is not sold very much. Basically, it doesn’t matter whether it’s sold by the bottle. Healthy cooking restaurants usually sell it by the cup. City A is located in the south, basically The boys who come up to the dinner party will almost pour down a cup of Erguotou.

"What about the bottle?" An Ling asked.

Ji Yue was even more surprised, and reminded: "A bottle is worth a catty."

"I know." An Ling said.

Ji Yue had never sold it by the bottle, so she called Wang Xiulian and then reported the price to An Ling: "98."

so expensive!

An Ling exclaimed in her heart, her family was brewing wine, and almost everyone in their area made a living by brewing wine. She drank high-quality baijiu since she was a child. In his brother's words, she just soaked it in a wine tank. of. The supermarkets around the school sell baijiu and Erguotou in bulk, but not to mention expensive, the quality of the liquor is very low.

If it wasn't for the New Year's money, she would be reluctant to spend 98 to buy a bottle of wine. A catty of bulk liquor at their house costs more than ten yuan.

An Ling paid the money, Ji Yue opened the wine and brought her a glass, not forgetting to tell her: "This is Erguotou at 53 degrees, take it easy."

Although Wang Xiulian is very unscrupulous in terms of pricing, she still pays attention to the selection of wine. The beer and liquor sold in the store are all the beer and liquor she has tasted, and the taste is not bad.

An Ling poured more than half of the glass and began to drink it slowly. There are many wineries in their house, and the competition is fierce. The quality of the brewed wine that can survive until now is not bad. The quality of the bottle of wine in front of him was better than most of the Erguotou on the market, but it was not enough compared to the winery in their home.

For some reason, An Ling felt that this bottle of wine was particularly delicious.

It may be because of the blessing of 98 yuan.

By the time Jiang Feng called Ji Yue to help serve the food in the kitchen, An Ling had already drunk most of the bottle of wine.

The face is not red, the head is not dizzy, the eyes are not dizzy, the speech is clear, and I can walk in a straight line.

An Ling took the plate and rice bowl, and tasted the meat first.

Tender, flavorful and spicy.

"Sister Ji Yue, please open another bottle of wine for me." An Ling said excitedly.

She was really happy today. She signed up for the audition indiscriminately, and even burned the dishes. She didn't expect to be promoted in the end. She originally planned to buy a dozen bottles of beer at night and go back to the dormitory to drink slowly. Resist wanting to drink white.

Now that you have drunk it, you will naturally have a good time.

"Then she drank most of the bottle just now?" Jiang Feng was shocked.

"Okay...it seems to be." Ji Yue is also the first time to see a girl who can drink so much. It's nothing to drink half a catty of liquor, but An Ling looks like a normal person after drinking half a catty of liquor. The drinking capacity is simply terrible. .

An Ling only had this plate of chili fried meat, a bowl of rice, and two catties of white wine.

When An Ling got up, Jiang Feng and Ji Yue stared at her nervously, fearing that she would collapse in the next second.

What the two were worried about did not happen. An Ling was the same as when he came, but his cheeks were a little flushed, and he left after paying for the meal.

Jiang Feng and Ji Yue looked at each other and sighed at the same time: "It's really good to drink!"