Life is a Game

Thickening the juice is a technical task. Cao Guixiang first adds the condiments into the pot, then boils the black ginseng and the soup on a low heat. After ten minutes, take out the black ginseng and put it on the plate. Thicken with the soup in the pot, drizzle with chicken oil, and finally pour it on the black ginseng.

Gorgon juice looks very thick, but when it is poured on the black ginseng, it is very coherent, like a waterfall of water.

Jiang Feng was stunned.

He watched Cao Guixiang's movements, but what he thought of was the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon.

Sun Guanyun's Gorgon juice is also made from soup. Although it seems to be different from Cao Guixiang's method, the result is similar.

Grilled big black ginseng is out of the pot.

Jiang Feng visually observed that the black ginseng on the plate was about a foot long, and it was brownish red because of the gravy juice. It is very majestic and mighty, and it is the first dish in the banquet.

"Chiyuan, Shao... Little friend Shao, it's time to eat!" Zhang Chu brought the big black ginseng to the table.

There are three dishes on the table, grilled big black ginseng, two-color prawns and steamed sea bass. These three dishes can be called gluttonous feasts in Jiang Feng's third year of junior high school, let alone Zhang Chiyuan's third year of junior high school. Eyes straightened.

"Dad, did you get rich, or did you win the lottery? Our family's food is so good today." Zhang Chiyuan felt that he might become the second generation of rich people. His father had to win a lottery to buy so many delicious dishes.

"After eating this meal, our family will be poor. This table of food cost your father and me more than two months' wages. From now on, our family will be vegetarian every day. If you have not been admitted to high school, you will continue to be a vegetarian, and you will not even be given fat intestines." When Zhang Chu went to serve the meal, seeing Cao Guixiang still busy in the kitchen, he asked, "Honey, aren't the dishes all done? Let's cook the leftover chicken and ham at night. Eat first, and wait until the shrimps are cold." .”

"I don't like shrimp, you and Chi Yuan can eat it. There is still some gorgon juice left, so I stir it in and stir-fry together." Cao Guixiang said.

Zhang Chu put 4 bowls of rice on the table, took three pairs of chopsticks and a spoon, and because Xue Shaoheng was still a child, he only filled half a bowl of rice for him.

"You eat the prawns first, and give Shao...brother Shao take one too, and eat after your mother comes to the table." Zhang Chu warned, "Don't eat all of them, save some for your sister."

"Don't worry, I know what to say." Zhang Chiyuan has already eaten.

Two-color prawns are also a famous dish of Tan’s cuisine. One shrimp is eaten twice. The shrimp body and the shrimp head are two cooking methods. The shrimp head is bright red and the shrimp body is golden.

After eating two, Zhang Chiyuan thought of Xue Shaoheng.

Xue Shaoheng stood by and looked at the dishes on the table, without moving his chopsticks or hands, staring straight at the grilled black ginseng and two-color prawns.

"It's okay if you don't know how to use chopsticks, just grab it with your hands. My family doesn't pay attention to this." Zhang Chiyuan said.

Xue Shaoheng didn't move.

"You don't like to eat shrimp? Why are you like my mother? The shrimp is so delicious, especially the two-color prawns made by my mother. It is crispy, crispy and fragrant. It also adds fat and water chestnuts. Not to mention how delicious it is Already." Zhang Chiyuan began to brag about Cao Guixiang's craftsmanship, "The restaurants outside are not as good as my mother's!"

Xue Shaoheng still didn't move.

"Forget it, just wait until you eat sea bass and grilled big black ginseng. My mother has made this grilled big black ginseng twice before, once for my tenth birthday and once for my sister's birthday. The taste is thin and delicious. Nen, don't mention it, you must have never eaten such a delicious dish." Although Xue Shaoheng did not speak, it did not prevent Zhang Chiyuan from speaking.

"Big..." Xue Shaoheng looked at the big black ginseng.

"What's big, it's a big black ginseng." Zhang Chiyuan said.

"Big black ginseng." Xue Shaoheng said.

"Grilled black ginseng." Zhang Chiyuan corrected.

"Big black ginseng." Xue Shaoheng said.

"Forget it, it's about the same. The big black ginseng is the big black ginseng. Mom, what are you frying, it's so delicious." Zhang Chiyuan started to rush into the kitchen.

"Go out, I'm done cooking, why do you come in? Roasted chicken with ham, you definitely won't eat this dish with so many dishes at noon today, go and eat, the dishes will be cold by the time you order." Cao Guixiang held the ham and roasted it The chicken came out, and the ham roast chicken was mixed with scallops.

Jiang Feng, who had witnessed the whole process of roasting chicken, said that it might not be a coincidence that Cao Guixiang was able to casually cook an A-level dish like Yunji. The middle-aged Cao Guixiang was already very good at cooking indiscriminately. Chicken, ham, scallops, and the leftover gravy, such a strange combination made Jiang Feng's mouth water from the smell of ham and roasted chicken.

Jiang Feng was not the only one who wanted to drool, Zhang Chiyuan also found Cao Guixiang's roasted chicken with ham very attractive.

"Mom, your roast chicken with ham smells delicious, let me try a piece!" Zhang Chiyuan followed Cao Guixiang back to the dining table, and couldn't wait to grab a piece of chicken.

"En, delicious!" Zhang Chiyuan said with an exaggerated expression.

"I just know how to eat it. Did Brother Shao eat it?" Cao Guixiang also called Xue Shaoheng Brother Shao as Zhang Chu called him.

"I told him to eat it but he didn't eat it, probably because he doesn't like shrimp." Zhang Chiyuan said.

Everyone sat down and started eating.

Xue Shaoheng only used a spoon to pick up rice the whole time, and didn't eat any food. When Cao Guixiang wanted to add food to him, he silently moved the bowl away without taking it.

"Why does this kid only eat but not vegetables?" Cao Guixiang wondered.

"Are you embarrassed? Or afraid of life?" Zhang Chu guessed.

"Maybe they can't eat it. I heard from my classmates that some people can't eat vegetables, and they will die if they eat them!" Zhang Chiyuan began to listen and spread rumors.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I've only seen people starving to death but not eating vegetables. I don't study hard all day long and listen to other people's nonsense." Cao Guixiang took out a handkerchief from the cabinet and picked up a few shrimps. Wrap it in a handkerchief, and stuff the handkerchief into Xue Shaoheng's pocket.

"Your father may be right. I am afraid of the child when I look at the child." Cao Guixiang said.

Zhang Chiyuan didn't care, picked up the big black ginseng with his chopsticks: "Mom, I think you didn't do a good job of grilling the big black ginseng this time."

"Your father bought the black ginseng. He didn't buy it well. You can go to him." Cao Guixiang began to throw the pot away, "Eat more black ginseng. It's specially made for you. Sea cucumber is nutritious. You will eat more soon after the high school entrance examination." Replenish your brain and get more points in the exam."

"Mom, walnuts are the brain supplement."

"Then go eat walnuts."

...

In the midst of laughing and playing, the Zhang family finished their lunch. Xue Shaoheng only ate plain rice the whole time, and didn't taste a single bite of food.

After eating, Zhang Chu went to wash the dishes, and was about to send Xue Shaoheng to the nearby police station after washing the dishes. Cao Guixiang saw the art homework Zhang Chiyuan threw on the table, picked it up and saw that the drawing paper was an unsightly deformed cup.

Seeing Cao Guixiang's disgusted face, Zhang Chiyuan defended unconvincedly, "My painting is already very good. Most people can't paint like this."

"Come on, any kid can draw better than you." Cao Guixiang didn't believe Zhang Chiyuan's nonsense.

"Nonsense, Brother Shao, you come to draw." Zhang Chiyuan handed Xue Shaoheng a pencil.

Xue Shaoheng looked at the drawing paper on the table.

Cao Guixiang smiled helplessly.

Xue Shaoheng picked up the pen and drew a stroke on the drawing paper.

Two strokes, three strokes.

The lines were straight and smooth, without any hesitation, Cao Guixiang and Zhang Chiyuan didn't pay much attention to them, Jiang Feng stared straight at the side.

Every science dog who wants to learn mechanical drawing knows how difficult it is to make drawings by hand.

No matter how you measure with a settable or how you draw with a compass, the errors will always be there. The last few strokes will never be connected.

Young hero, please start all over again.

The teacup that Xue Shaoheng is painting now, in Jiang Feng's view, is an alternative three-view.

Looking at the meat, it is basically a 1:1 restoration. What it looks like on the table is what it looks like on paper, the same size, the same pattern, and the same pattern.

So are the gods.

Cao Guixiang and Zhang Chiyuan didn't realize how special Xue Shaoheng's paintings were, they just sighed while looking at his paintings.

"The painting really looks like it." Cao Guixiang sighed.

Zhang Chiyuan was speechless.

"What does it really look like?" Zhang Chu came out of the kitchen washing the dishes.

"Come and see, this painting is exactly the same as our teacup!" Cao Guixiang called Zhang Chu to come and see the gods.

Zhang Chu took a closer look and was stunned: "It really looks like it, it's exactly the same, this kid can be a painter in the future!"

A teacup is not too complicated, Xue Shaoheng has already finished painting and stopped writing.

"Little friend Shao, uncle will take you to find your parents and bring you home, okay?" Zhang Chu took Xue Shaoheng's hand.

"Home." Xue Shaoheng murmured, walking towards the door, wanting to open it.

"Home."

Xue Shaoheng has to go home, otherwise his sister will have to wait in a hurry.

Zhang Chu looked at Xue Shaoheng with some doubts, and boldly guessed: "Does he remember the way home?"

"Home."

"elder sister."

"Home."

Xue Shaoheng was a little anxious, the door of Zhang Chu's house was different from his, and he couldn't open the door.

"It seems to be true. You brought the child back without knowing the situation. His parents should be very anxious later." Cao Guixiang stood up from the sofa after rubbing, "You stay at home It's really unreliable to do things, I will follow him."

Zhang Chu also knew that he was unreliable: "Then be careful, if he can't find his way, he will be sent to the police station ahead."

"It's up to you." Cao Guixiang opened the door and led Xue Shaoheng out.

Xue Shaoheng dragged Cao Guixiang to his home, first returned to the park, and then walked across the park to his home.

Cao Guixiang accompanied Xue Shaoheng to the downstairs of his house. Aunt Liu who lived opposite Xue Shaoheng was downstairs. When she saw Xue Shaoheng, she shouted loudly: "Xue Hua, Xue Hua, don't look for anything. Went to the police station, your brother is back."

Cao Guixiang asked, "Do you know this child?"

"I know you, so I live right across from my house." Aunt Liu said, "You put..."

"Shao Heng, Shao Heng!" Before Aunt Liu finished speaking, Xue Hua's scream came from upstairs.

Cao Guixiang was relieved when she saw that Xue Shaoheng had indeed arrived home, and the family members also came down, and turned to leave.

Xue Hua ran downstairs in a hurry, holding the household registration book in his hand, and was happy and angry when he saw Xue Shaoheng, and wanted to scold him but didn't know how to scold him.

"Where did you go? Didn't I tell you not to run around, it's dangerous outside!" Xue Hua was about to cry.

"It's good to be back, your Shao Heng is like this, you didn't even scold him. Just now a kind person sent him back, just... Hey, why did he leave, your Shao Heng was killed by someone with me A woman of about the same age sent him back. It's really strange, your Shao Heng can't even speak clearly, how did that man send him back." Aunt Liu turned her head and found that Cao Guixiang had already left.

"Flowers." Xue Shaoheng said.

"Does Shao Heng want flowers?" Xue Hua asked.

Xue Shaoheng nodded, then shook his head: "Flowers."

Seeing that Xue Hua still didn't understand, Xue Shaoheng simply gave up telling her what he was doing, and took out the handkerchief that Cao Guixiang stuffed into his pocket during the meal before, and handed it to Xue Hua.

Xue Hua produced a handkerchief, opened it, and inside were two two-color prawns.

Two shrimp heads, two shrimp bodies.

"Is this given to you by the person who just sent you back?" Xue Hua asked.

"Eat." Xue Shaoheng asked Xue Hua to eat shrimp.

"Sister doesn't like to eat shrimp, Shao Heng eats it." Xue Hua said.

"eat."

"Big black ginseng."

"Big black ginseng?"

"Big black ginseng."

Xue Hua smiled and took Xue Shaoheng's hand and led him upstairs.

"Shao Heng, you can't run around anymore. How did you come back today? Did you tell the aunt who brought you back where we live?" Xue Hua asked.

"Dawushen." Xue Shaoheng persistently repeated the words "Dawushen".

Xue Hua probably understood that Xue Shaoheng meant to let her eat shrimp, and said, "My sister won't eat it, come on, Shao Heng opens his mouth, and my sister will feed you."

Xue Shaoheng opened his mouth obediently.

A shrimp body down.

Jiang Feng left his memory.