Life is a Game

"Is the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon famous?" Lao Zhou asked a question that had never been seen in the world.

"Eight-treasure Chestnut Pigeon is the signature dish of Jubaolou. I took my wife to FJ's during the vacation two years ago. I ate it once in Jubaolou. It tastes good." Dr. Lu said, revealing something between the lines. The taste of wealth and honor, "I heard that the taste was better when Mr. Sun was cooking himself a few years ago, but I don't know what it would be like."

"Which store is Jubaolou?" Dr. Cao and Dr. Wei said in unison.

Dr. Lu: ...

I can't talk today!

"In our department, Xiaolu studied food all day long. We just eat casually. It is a pleasure to have a bowl of porridge and a salted duck egg for breakfast." Teacher Zhong laughed.

"Speaking of salted duck eggs, the lion's head just now tastes really good. I didn't expect that the salted duck egg yolk can be wrapped in the lion's head. It tastes so good." Dr. Cao rejuvenated after a meal.

"Yes, this is the first time I have eaten this kind of lion head." Dr. Wei nodded in agreement.

This kind of conversation of the doctor class, the regular training doctors, interns and advanced doctors dare not interrupt.

"Speaking of which, the small vegetable market in our hospital still sells salted duck eggs?" Dr. Lu asked. He didn't know much about the canteen of the hospital. He didn't usually eat in the canteen.

It's just that his wife went on a trip these two days, so he was reduced to ordering takeaway with everyone.

"There are some for sale. The quality is really good. You can poke them with chopsticks and still get oily." Dr. Cao said, "My wife really likes the salted duck eggs sold in the vegetable market."

Teacher Zhong poured a glass of water and came back. Hearing them talking about salted duck eggs, he also joined the topic: "If you want to eat salted eggs, you should find Xiao Xu. His family is from Gaoyou."

Thanks to Wang Zengqi's article "Duck Eggs for the Dragon Boat Festival", countless elementary school students drooled over the text in Chinese class, and at the same time remembered that Gaoyou's salted duck eggs are the best in the world, and most of them are double-yolk eggs.

And the sentence "The salted duck eggs I ate in Beiping, the yolk is light yellow, what kind of salted duck eggs are they called!"

At this time, the vegetable market next to the Renyi small cafeteria has something to say.

When Jiang Feng heard that Lao Xu belonged to Gaoyou, his eyes straightened, and he quickly asked, "Are all the salted duck eggs really double-yellow? Are they particularly delicious? They are really as delicate and delicious as Wang Zengqi wrote." Is there a lot of oil?"

Old Xu was dumbfounded by Jiang Feng's three consecutive questions. He thought for a while and said: "There are indeed more double-yellow eggs, which are somewhat tastier than the salted duck eggs outside, but they are definitely not as delicious as Wang Zengqi wrote. I think .”

Another elementary school text dream was shattered, and Jiang Feng was a little disappointed.

"However, our salted duck eggs are indeed better than the ones outside. If you want, I can ask my mother to send some." Old Xu said that eating people's mouths is short, and eating with short hands. Today, I ate Jiang Feng's own handmade With such a large table of dishes, it is natural to give him some salted duck eggs as a thank you.

"Then I'll trouble you." Although the dream was shattered, Jiang Feng still wanted to taste what the legendary authentic Gaoyou double yellow salted duck eggs taste like.

After graduating from elementary school for so many years, two texts have been deeply imprinted in his mind. One is "Lotus Roots and Water Shield" by Ye Shengtao, and the other is "Duck Eggs for the Dragon Boat Festival" by Wang Zengqi.

Jiang Feng, who was born in a culinary family and grew up eating old man's dishes, could still drool over these two texts in Chinese class when he was a child. It is conceivable how exciting these writers' descriptions of food are.

It's a pity that lotus root and water shield were already disillusioned when Jiang Feng was in junior high school.

When he was in junior high school, the school organized everyone to go to Hangcheng. The pure vegetable soup was not as green and poetic as written in the text, and the crispy lotus root sliced ​​into thin slices did not have the magic power to make children quiet for an afternoon.

Everything in the book is a lie!

It was past eight o'clock when Jiang Feng left Renyi, and the evening business was basically over when he returned to Taifeng Building.

In such a high-efficiency, fast-paced city like Beiping, where it gets dark at 8 o'clock in summer and night at 9 o'clock, restaurants stay open until after 10 o'clock in the evening on average. Taifeng Building can still stay true to its original intention and insist on closing after nine o'clock, relying on the spirit of comrades Jiang Jiankang and Wang Xiulian not wanting to work overtime.

Jiang Feng changed his clothes and went back to the back kitchen. When he saw the deboned pigeon in front of Sun Jikai, he knew that he hadn't stopped killing the pigeon today.

"How is Ji Yue?" Sun Jikai asked seeing Jiang Feng came back.

When Sun Jikai asked, Ji Xue, Jiang Jiankang, and Wu Minqi, who were in Ji Yue's situation, all looked at Jiang Feng in unison.

Jiang Feng: ...

Yep, how is Ji Yue?

He didn't go to Renyi Doctor today to cook for Jiang Shoucheng, but to send Ji Yue to see a doctor.

"Wait, I'll call and ask how she is doing," Jiang Feng said.

Everyone: ...

? ? ?

When Jiang Feng made the phone call, Ji Yue was sketching on the digital board while recalling all the wonderful moments she had with Zhang Guanghang just now.

Zhang Guanghang was playing with his mobile phone, and she peeked at Zhang Guanghang.

Zhang Guanghang put down the phone, she peeked at Zhang Guanghang.

Zhang Guanghang was driving, and she peeked at Zhang Guanghang.

Zhang Guanghang...

Now think about how we got along just now, it was really beautiful and harmonious.

"Ji Yue, how are your feet?" Jiang Feng asked when the phone was connected.

"It's okay. If there's no fracture, it's a fracture. The doctor prescribed me a topical medicine and asked me to go home and rest for a week without walking to prevent secondary injuries." Ji Yue said, "I'm drawing the cartoon of that wonton right now. , I will definitely be able to finish the painting this week!"

This kind of nonsense Ji Yue said too much, like I will definitely finish the painting tomorrow, I will definitely finish the painting tonight, and I will definitely hand over the manuscript to you in the afternoon. Several times, Jiang Feng didn't believe a single punctuation mark in Ji Yue's promise.

"In this case, you should take good care of your injuries. I'll die first," Jiang Feng said.

"Wait, wait, I still have something to ask you, what kind of car is Zhang Guanghang driving today? I see that the car has two wings on the logo, and it looks pretty good." Ji Yue asked.

Jiang Feng:? ? ?

You, who could afford a Burberry trench coat back then, don't know the Bentley logo? ? ?

"Don't you recognize the Bentley logo?" Jiang Feng was startled.

"Bentley? How could I know the logo of Bentley? I only know the logo of Dior and BMW, one with 4 circles and one color palette." Ji Yue said, "Okay, you are busy, I will continue The sketch is ready."

After finishing speaking, Ji Yue hung up the phone.

Jiang Feng: ...

That's Audi...

So those sand sculpture novels are all lies, right? What kind of poor boy counterattacked and drove a luxury car back together to slap everyone in the face. The moment he opened the door and got out of the car, he walked with wind, pretended to be like the wind, and was always with him. He did not need to speak to scare the audience. It is all fake.

Because everyone may not recognize luxury car logos at all.

"The doctor asked Ji Yue to rest for a week. There is nothing serious about it," Jiang Feng said.

Jiang Feng looked at a row of 9 squabs on the kitchen counter, and an idea suddenly came to his mind.

"Why don't we go back after training these 9 tonight," Jiang Feng said.

"Huh?" Sun Jikai was startled. He knew that Taifeng Building belonged to Jiang's family, so he wondered if Jiang Feng started to feel sorry for Suckling Pigeon Money?

These days they spent a lot of money training Babao Chestnut Pigeons, after all, pigeons are expensive.

"Isn't my second cousin in Renyi? I met him in the emergency department today. The doctors I see in the emergency department stay up late every day, and their bodies are relatively weak. Isn't the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon a supplement? Let's come early tomorrow." , I made fresh ones and sent them there, and I will go to Renyi tomorrow to teach an aunt to make carrot stewed beef." Jiang Feng said.

Sun Jikai had no objection, he stayed up late last night, and now his cultivation skills are not as good as when he was in college, and he always felt a little drifting when he was open at night.

"Okay, then let's come early tomorrow." Sun Jikai nodded in agreement.

The three of them helped clean up the other areas of the back kitchen first, and returned home after practicing the nine eight-treasure chestnut pigeons.

The journey from Taifeng Tower to home was always a routine time for Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi to show their affection.

The two held hands, clasped their fingers together, and walked slowly.

"Yesterday, my mother called me and said that it's hot in summer and asked me to drink more pear lean meat soup." Wu Minqi said.

"Sydney lean meat soup?"

"My mother thinks that Sydney Lean Pork Soup clears heat and detoxifies, so she stays at home many times every summer." Wu Minqi said.

When it came to clearing away heat and detoxifying, Jiang Feng thought of the Wuhua tea he had seen in his memory.

"It's really hot these days. I'll find time tomorrow to make five flower tea for you and add some Luo Han Guo. You'll definitely like it," Jiang Feng said.

"Okay." Wu Minqi smiled, "Then I'll make Sydney lean meat soup for you the day after tomorrow for breakfast."

Sun Jikai, who was walking in front of them, quickened his pace silently.

It’s a rare office worker who gets off work normally and is rushing home to catch up on sleep: …

It's this dog couple again!

The expression of the office worker is gradually lemon.

Isn't it five flower tea? Isn't it Sydney lean meat soup?

I……

No, I don't seem to know, I only know instant noodles.

Office workers shed tears of lemons.

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PS:

I want a monthly pass! ! (super invincible loud)