Life is a Game

Braised Pork with Bean Sprouts is a very famous home-cooked dish in Sichuan. Almost every household can make it. It is also the most convenient dish that people in Sichuan eat out.

Fat but not greasy, articulate and fragrant.

This is the most literary adjective that Jiang Feng can give to Wu Minqi's plate of bean sprouts and meat.

It is indeed slightly spicy, the spiciness is almost undetectable, and you can taste the sweetness of the honey spread on the pork belly before deep-frying. The interlayered pork belly has a rich taste, and the sprouts sautéed with star anise pepper, ginger and garlic after soaking in water have a better taste and attractive aroma.

Jiang Feng took a look at the silken yam that Comrade Wang Xiulian had moved aside in disdain that he had just cooked, and sighed deeply.

Because of his inexperience in sinking sugar in oil, the shredded yams he made were not as good as those at the peak in the morning.

The shredded yams at their peak were not grade B. Jiang Feng just ate a piece of sprouted meat made by Wu Minqi. Although he couldn't see the display, he reckoned that it was grade B at least.

"Girl Wu, it's too early for your sprouts and meat to come out of the pot. It will be more delicious after steaming for two hours. The meat tastes better when it's heavy." Jiang Wei won't be able to eat such greasy dishes next year when he gets older. Take a sip.

Jiang Feng's instructor also went to sponsor the enemy.

"Xiaofeng, keep practicing. You just haven't practiced well enough, and you haven't found the feeling yet." Jiang Weiming turned his head and said.

"Okay, third grandpa."

For a whole afternoon, the back kitchen of the healthy stir-fried restaurant was filled with the aroma of sauce with sprouts and meat and the sweet aroma of shredded yam. Wu Minqi's bean sprouts and braised meat are getting better and better, and the bean sprouts and braised pork are getting more attractive and softer and rotten each time. Jiang Feng also began to gradually regain his senses, improving at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wu Hanxue was on the sidelines guiding Wu Minqi, Jiang Weiguo and Jiang Weiming were neutrally guiding Jiang Feng, and from time to time they went to give Wu Minqi some advice.

Jiang Feng and Yam wrestled with white sugar all afternoon, Wu Minqi was alone with the professional guidance of two super chefs and one super chef, Jiang Jiankang was preparing the ingredients for evening business at the cooking table, Ji Yue and Wang Xiulian were full of food Oil, all the dishes practiced this afternoon will become the special dishes of the evening, turning into white tickets and floating into Wang Xiulian's pocket.

Wang Xiulian may become the biggest winner.

This situation continued until Saturday.

The 16th is next Monday, and there are only two days left before the semi-finals.

These days, Jiang Feng used Jiang Huiqin's method to make shredded yams every morning, and in the afternoon, under the guidance of the two old men, he practiced sinking sugar in oil. He regained his feeling and made some progress. It's just that Zhuyu is the first, but anyone with a normal sense of taste can taste that Wu Minqi's bean sprouts and braised pork are better. No one can open their eyes and tell nonsense to encourage him to win the game.

The organizer's staff informed Wu Minqi by phone on Friday that Haowei's purchaser had successfully completed the purchase task and returned with a full load, so she didn't need to worry about the ingredients.

Good Taste's all-round staff contributed to Wu Minqi's victory.

Wu Hanxue's recipes in the back kitchen are not limited to the three dishes of chestnut roast chicken, ants climbing trees and Sichuan-style jelly, such as mapo tofu, boiled fish fillets, strange-flavored chicken nuggets, and dry-stir-fried shredded beef. As long as the ingredients and seasonings allow, do what you have.

For a while, the healthy stir-fry restaurant was almost captured by students from Sichuan, and the back kitchen of the healthy stir-fry restaurant almost became the world of Sichuan cuisine.

Saturday was the day Jiang Feng, Zhang Qian and Zhang Guanghang agreed to have porridge.

In order to welcome Zhang Guanghang's arrival, Ji Yue cleaned the lobby so that the windows were bright and spotless after the noon business, and took advantage of the rest time to go back and change into her favorite Burberry trench coat. Even if the highest temperature is only 14 degrees Celsius with the breeze and light rain today, it still can't stop her determination to be graceful and not to have a concave shape.

Ji Yue went back to change clothes and changed for more than an hour. Changing clothes, makeup, combing hair and a full set of health care made Jiang Feng a little suspicious that she was planning to go on a blind date with Zhang Guanghang tonight.

Eight-treasure porridge has been simmering on the stove, and the two cans of sprouts brought by Wu Hanxue have all been sold out just now, and Wu Minqi, a culinary madman, also stopped practicing, resting for a while and waiting for Jiang Feng, who is still slowly crawling behind .

"When will they arrive?" Wu Minqi didn't practice bean sprouts and pork but instead made ginger chicken.

Sand ginger chicken has been selling very well recently. Wu Hanxue has been making it for the past few days. Today, Wu Hanxue was dragged by Jiang Jiankang to watch the pigs at Boss Qian's pig farm, and Wu Minqi took over.

Boss Qian has a few good pigs to slaughter tomorrow. Jiang Jiankang was afraid that he might not be sure, so he took Wu Hanxue, a foreign aid, to go to the staff as a consultant. Wang Xiulian and Wu Minqi's mother went shopping. Once two rich women with hobbies close to their wallets got together, the chemical effect would be extremely terrifying. The two went out early in the morning, and Jiang Feng suspected that they wouldn't be able to come back after dinner.

The two old men were not in the store either, and only Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi were cooking their own dishes in the back kitchen.

Ji Yue had nothing to do, she was wandering around the back kitchen wearing the Burberry trench coat she bought when she was a wealthy family two years ago.

"You'll be serving the dishes later, and you're not afraid of the vegetable juices splashing on your windbreaker." Jiang Feng stared at the yam in the pot and couldn't help complaining.

Ji Yueru was hit hard.

After thinking about it for a few minutes, after weighing beauty and money, beauty and dirt, Ji Yue went back and changed back into normal clothes that demanded warmth but not demeanor.

"Why did Zhang Guanghang think of coming to drink porridge?" Wu Minqi, who had been immersed in making the sauce, asked suddenly.

Jiang Feng thought for a while, and said uncertainly: "Maybe it's because... I want to establish a good relationship in advance. After all, we will be colleagues in the future."

"colleague?"

Wu Minqi didn't know the relationship between Zhang Guanghang, Jiang's family and Taifeng Building. Jiang Feng explained the ins and outs of the matter to her in half the time of drawing silk yam.

"Sometimes I feel that the world is really a circle, and I can meet related people everywhere." Jiang Feng said.

"So, Taifeng Building will open soon?" Wu Minqi asked.

"At least until the summer vacation. My big brother has already contacted the engineering team. I also asked Professor Li a few days ago. He said that he can help contact the familiar engineering team. I have decoration drawings here. As long as you start work and leave the industry Not far away." Jiang Feng said.

"Where's the manpower?"

"We can only recruit normally. Don't worry about the service staff. It's just that it's hard to recruit chefs. Taifeng Building has such a large area, but it's still early and there is still time." Jiang Feng has a very good spirit of muddling along.

Wu Minqi kept moving her hands. She peeled the ginger, chopped it and prepared to squeeze the juice. After waiting for a while, she saw that Jiang Feng didn't intend to speak, so she opened her mouth.

"What do you think about me?"

"ah?"

"I mean, I went to Taifeng Building to apply, what do you think?" Wu Minqi asked.

"Okay, okay, of course, you, you, of course I'd love you to come to Taifeng Tower to apply for a job, welcome." Jiang Feng was so shocked that he stuttered, the sky has been dropping pies one after another in the past few days, and there are still pieces. Aim at him and smash him, and he will be stunned.

A few days ago it was Zhang Guanghang, today it was Wu Minqi, Jiang Feng felt that Coulee came to him the day after tomorrow and said, "Coach, I want...".

No, it was "Boss, I want to do it with you!" Jiang Feng would not be surprised.

"You, why do you want to come to Taifeng Building? Your house is not, that..." Jiang Feng couldn't figure out what Wu Minqi would do instead of going back to take over the good Wu's restaurant, and why did he go to Taifeng Building, which has not yet set its opening date? .

"Because we are friends." Wu Minqi said.

"ah?"

"Just kidding, our Wu family's cuisine is limited to Sichuan cuisine. Over the years, my grandfather has also noticed its shortcomings and has always wanted me to learn from masters of other cuisines for a few years. Taifeng Building is in Beiping, and Beiping brings together cuisines from all over the world. Master, if I can study in Beiping for a few years, it will be a good opportunity for me to improve myself." Wu Minqi said.

Jiang Feng felt that he had nothing to say, so he could only call 666 to the boss.

Look at Wu Minqi's vision and foresight, and then look at yourself.

Look at the pot again.

No, the heat is over.

Jiang Feng was overturned.

Jiang Jiankang and Wu Hanxue came back before the opening of the evening business. With the experience of watching pigs together, the relationship between Jiang Jiankang and Wu Hanxue improved by leaps and bounds in just one afternoon. The back chef agreed to go to the mall with his wife on his back tomorrow to look at kitchen knives.

Jiang Feng: ...

He sneaked to Wu Minqi's side and asked in a low voice, "Your dad also likes to buy kitchen knives?"

Wu Minqi nodded and asked, "Uncle Jiang likes to buy kitchen knives?"

Jiang Feng nodded solemnly.

All the money Jiang Jiankang stole from his private house was used to buy kitchen knives. Comrade Wang Xiulian discovered one batch after another. They were more lush than leeks.

Zhang Guanghang arrived at the healthy stir-fry restaurant on time at seven o'clock. As soon as he walked to the entrance of the store, he was greeted by a beautiful scenery. The part-time lady at the milk tea shop on the opposite side stared at him so blindly that he forgot that he still had a boyfriend.

"excuse me……"

Before Zhang Guanghang finished speaking, Ji Yue couldn't wait to answer.

"Yes, Jiang Feng is in the back kitchen. Zhang Qian hasn't come yet. He asked you to go to the second floor first. I'll take you there!" Ji Yue showed her sweetest smile.

"Okay, I'm sorry." Zhang Guanghang said with a smile.

There was a gasp on the first floor.

"Oh my God, if my boyfriend had such a handsome face, I would recognize even a straight man until he died." A beautiful girl sighed.

"What's wrong with your boyfriend?" The unattractive single lady at the same table asked.

"He, hey, don't talk about it. I'll get angry if I say it. I just had a quarrel yesterday. Forget it, let's eat." The beautiful young lady bowed her head to eat.

Shaxian snacks next door, the boyfriend who was just dissed by the beautiful young lady is complaining to the people in the same company: "Why do you say she is like this, she is not a child anymore, she just wants to see something else, like a kindergarten child, Primary school students are more mature than her."

"What's wrong with her, what do you want you to buy her?" The melon eaters were curious about eating melons.

"Yesterday, she was walking well. Her shoelaces came loose. She insisted on tying her shoelaces, but she didn't have anything in her hands. It's because she watched too many idol dramas."

"Just tie it up for her," said the melon eaters.

"No, it can't be tied! This head can't be opened, and it was the same last time. I saw someone delivering food to my girlfriend and asked me to deliver it to her. She has hands and feet, and either she can't order takeaway, or she insists on me delivering it. I was so angry." Have a big fight with her!"

People who eat melons: "??? Sending meals once in a while, isn't it fun?"

"No!" The boyfriend said plausibly, "This kind of head can't be opened. The first time is for fun, the second time is thank you, the third time is a matter of course, and it is your fault if you don't give it away the fourth time. You must never give it away. Once None of them can be sent!"

People who eat melons: ...

I came to Sha County to pay for snacks and listened to the whole process of Jiang Jiankang: ...

The current young man really can't do it anymore. When he was in love, his talent and skills were so high. He gave popsicles in summer and hot soup in winter. This kind of person...

No, this kind of person can have a girlfriend, why is he still single?

Jiang Jiankang was lost in thought.

At a quarter past seven, Zhang Qian entered the healthy cooking restaurant with her heavy schoolbag on her back.

Zhang Qian was wearing a sportswear style school uniform that reminds every student of college a of his high school career, and was carrying a schoolbag full of tutorial books and test papers. Wu Minqi on the plate of kimchi and lard residue.

"What a coincidence, come up quickly." Jiang Feng smiled.

Zhang Qian came here by subway after school, and came a little late because the teacher delayed the class. It's better to come early than to come by coincidence, the eight-treasure porridge just came out of the pot, and Zhang Qian didn't miss the best porridge tasting time.

The kimchi was brought over by Wu Hanxue on a special trip from Sichuan. Wu Minqi only picked up some red-skinned white radishes. Jiang Feng deep-fried the lard dregs.

Lard residue, white radish with eight-treasure porridge, crunching, snoring, and the days of gods will not change.

After a day of class, Zhang Qian gulped down two bowls of eight-treasure porridge. She put down the bowl and breathed a sigh of relief, and praised sincerely: "This is really the best eight-treasure porridge I've ever had in my life!"

"Jiang Feng's porridge cooking skills are really superb." Zhang Guanghang admitted.

Different from Zhang Qian who just came here to drink porridge, Zhang Guanghang came here for business. When the porridge was almost finished, he said, "What do you think about the opening of Taifeng Building?"

"My grandpa has let go. My cousin is contacting the headhunters and the engineering team. We can open the business after the decoration is completed. If it is soon, it will be in August." Jiang Feng said.

"If there is a problem with the money, I can help you with it first, and I can also contact you for things like employee signs. I just hope...Taifeng Building can open as soon as possible."

Seeing Zhang Guanghang's urgency, Jiang Feng asked, "It's you..."

"Yesterday, my master's attending physician called and told me that he might not have much time." Zhang Guanghang sighed, "I just want him to leave without regret."

This topic is a bit heavy, and Jiang Feng doesn't want to talk about it: "We will deal with it as soon as possible."

"please."

Zhang Qian, who was drinking porridge, didn't understand anything, and asked in a daze, "What Taifeng Building?"

"Jiang Feng's family is in a restaurant in Beiping." Wu Minqi explained, "It will open soon."

"Wow." Zhang Qian exclaimed inexplicably, "It's amazing. I've always wanted to be a chef in a restaurant in Peking."

"Then come to Taifeng Tower!" Jiang Feng laughed.

"Okay, okay!" Zhang Qian chuckled.

After eating and drinking, and talking about things, Zhang Qian and Zhang Guanghang left. Ji Yue also took the opportunity to say goodbye to Zhang Guanghang, and got a smile and was excited for a long time.

After closing, Jiang Feng went back to the dormitory. Wang Hao had been fighting with his beloved Zhenzhen for the past few days.

After simply washing up, he turned off the lights and went to bed. Jiang Feng sat on the bed and looked at the property panel as usual before going to bed.

The experience value of the heat has increased a lot, but the knife skills and seasoning have not changed. Scroll down

[Turn enemies into friends] Mission progress (4/5)

Eh?

Is Zhang Qian serious? !

Another task progress dropped from the sky!

Jiang Feng swelled instantly.

I am indeed the protagonist of God!