Life is a Game

Four dishes were served at one time, and Wu Minqi's chrysanthemum fish was definitely the most beautiful in terms of appearance.

The gravy is poured evenly, it looks sweet and sour, and it is deep-fried, golden and crispy, which is most suitable for children, such as Han Youxin.

"Mom, I want to eat that fish!" Han Youxin pointed at the chrysanthemum fish.

Wang Jing picked up the chrysanthemum fish for him, but her eyes were fixed on the head of the chopped pepper fish.

"Old Han, do you think that the method of chopping fish heads with peppers is a bit similar to Uncle Jiang's, and the oil is poured from the mouth of the fish?" Wang Jing said.

"Jiang Feng made this dish. Master Jiang probably taught him." Han Guishan also read the menu.

"Oh, yes, look at my memory, I always feel that Uncle Jiang is still in Sichuan." Wang Jing patted her head.

"Mrs. Han is from Shu? Coincidentally, our Editor-in-Chief Jiang is also from Shu!" Deputy Editor-in-Chief Wang said, sitting next to Wang Jing.

"What a coincidence? I wonder where Editor-in-Chief Jiang is from?" Wang Jing looked at Editor-in-Chief Jiang.

"I'm from the provincial capital, but I haven't been back to Shu since I went to work in Shanghai. I haven't been back for many years." Editor-in-chief Jiang finally stopped crying and began to eat other dishes with his head down.

"What a coincidence, I'm also from the provincial capital. I used to work as a waiter in a state-run restaurant in the provincial capital. Later, I went out to start a business with my old Han, and I haven't been back for many years." Will go to Shu.

Editor-in-chief Jiang was about to get down to business after crying, and recommended Chen Xiuxiu to Xu Cheng.

"Mr. Xu, she is the intern I told you about earlier. She has a very sensitive sense of taste. I think it's worth cultivating." Editor-in-Chief Jiang said.

Xu Cheng had just eaten two chopsticks chopped pepper fish head and felt that the taste was okay. He was in a good mood, looked at Chen Xiuxiu and said casually, "What did you taste of this Li Hongzhang chowder?"

"The taste of Shaojiu is a bit strong." Chen Xiuxiu said.

Xu Cheng nodded, he had tasted it just now: "How old is Shaojiu?"

"Five years." Chen Xiuxiu answered eloquently.

Of course, this is her guess.

Jiang Jiankang's Shaojiu was basically five years old, and he would not take it out for Jiang Feng if it was more than five years old.

Xu Cheng:? ? ?

Editor-in-Chief Jiang:? ? ?

The rest: ? ? ?

Xu Cheng himself was dumbfounded, he just asked casually, and didn't expect Chen Xiuxiu to answer.

Xu Cheng picked up a piece of pork belly from Li Hongzhang's chowder and tasted it, but he couldn't tell it was old Shaojiu.

This time he didn't cry, Li Hongzhang was just venting the pressure in his heart, and naturally he couldn't cry after the pressure was vented.

Shen Yao didn't know what was going on, so he imitated the example and picked up pork belly with his chopsticks.

He didn't even taste Shaojiu, hey, no, he didn't know what Shaojiu tasted like.

Editor-in-Chief Jiang also extended his chopsticks to Li Hongzhang's Chowder, picked up a slice of magnolia, and ate it.

That feeling came again, that feeling of wanting to cry.

Editor-in-Chief Jiang then lay down on the table and cried. This time he had experience, buried his head in his sleeve, and took two pieces of paper as a cushion.

Xu Cheng became interested, and asked a lot of questions. Chen Xiuxiu was able to answer questions like the ratio of ingredients for chopped pepper fish head and the heat of frying chrysanthemum fish, and they answered them well.

At this time, Editor-in-Chief Jiang had finished crying for the second round, and Xu Cheng had basically finished asking, so he tilted his head and praised Editor-in-Chief Xiang Jiang: "You really found me a good seed!"

Editor-in-Chief Jiang smiled and nodded while weeping.

There are only three vegetable-wrapped chickens in one plate, and Xu Cheng has no interest in vegetable-wrapped chickens. Three vegetables wrapped in chicken, Han Youxin had never seen one before, deputy editor Wang, whose son and daughter could talk about marriage, ate one, and a married photographer who had no role in the movie and therefore no name, ate one.

The rest of the dishes were served soon. As a child, Han Youxin prefers sweet and sour or fried and grilled meat, so he likes Wu Minqi's chrysanthemum fish and Zhang Guanghang's French rosemary grilled lamb chops the most. He asked Wang Jing to bring him some food.

While eating, Han Youxin suddenly raised his head and said, "Mama, I like you the most!"

Han Guishan:? ? ?

"What about me?" Han Guishan couldn't wait to fight for favor.

Han Youxin thought about it seriously, and said, "If Dad won't let me eat pickled vegetable dumplings, I will like Dad."

Han Guishan:? ? ?

Did I give birth to a fake son, why did I suddenly want to beat my son?

Seeing Wang Jing's happy face, Han Guishan remembered that he had not yet settled the account for accidentally messing up the room she had tidied up in the morning, so he suppressed the idea of ​​going back and beating Han Youxin.

"Eating more coarse grains is good for your health." Han Guishan silently gave Han Youxin a pickled vegetable dumpling.

Han Youxin:? ? ?

Deputy Editor Wang watched the interaction of Han Guishan's family of three and was very moved. The married photographer beside him knew what he was thinking when he saw his eyes kept on Han Youxin without moving away.

"Deputy Editor Wang, your grandson will be this old in a few years, right?" the married photographer laughed.

"It's early, and now I'm still a fluffy boy in my arms. My wife coaxes him to take him and walk around him every day. She doesn't even have time for herself." Deputy Editor-in-Chief Wang said, with a pink expression that couldn't be hidden. Smiling and complacent, "Hey, it's strange to think suddenly. I was busy all day yesterday and didn't have a video with him. I'll go and make it easier."

Deputy Editor Wang slipped away after speaking.

The married photographer couldn't help laughing, this is not sneaking out to go to the bathroom, it's obviously sneaking out to make a video call.

But then again, he misses his wife a little too.

But at this time, his wife should be taking a lunch break, forget it, let's send a WeChat greeting.

The married photographer took out his phone and started sending WeChat messages.

After Deputy Editor Wang went out, he found a small corner where there was no one. He touched his pocket and found that he was not wearing a headset. After thinking about it, he dialed the video call.

It was connected quickly, and the face of his wife came into view.

"Old man, what are you calling now? I just put the baby to sleep." Deputy editor Wang's lover glared at each other on the other end of the phone.

Deputy Editor-in-Chief Wang could only laugh, and whispered, "I didn't have a video call yesterday, didn't I see the baby and miss him?"

"Just miss him?"

"That's no way, I'm sure I miss you, my wife too!" Deputy Editor Wang's mouth seemed to have been smeared with honey, and he started to praise his wife crazily as if he didn't want money.

After a rainbow fart, Deputy Editor-in-Chief Wang's lover turned the phone camera to his grandson contentedly.

The grandson, who is less than one year old in the cradle, just shaved his head two days ago, and lay in the cradle with his eyes closed and fell asleep sweetly.

Suddenly, he smiled, as if dreaming of something good.

Deputy Editor-in-Chief Wang also laughed along with him.

He looked at the little grandson on the phone as if he saw his son from decades ago.

It looks so similar, with a small nose, a small mouth, and small eyes on a small face. When it was born, it was wrinkled and its skin was red, as ugly as a monkey.

His wife didn't understand anything at that time. Even if people told her that children are born like this, she was always worried. She couldn't sleep in the middle of the night and always woke him up and told him nervously that our son is so ugly. Will not marry a daughter-in-law.

Later, he watched with his own eyes that his son, who was worried by his wife that he would be so ugly that he would not be able to marry a wife, gradually grew up, his facial features gradually developed, he could run, dance, laugh and cry, he grew into a man, married and had children, from a son to a father, Be the backbone of a new family.

And now this little grandson, who can only be held in his arms, will grow up slowly and become an indomitable man. Like his father and grandfather, he will marry a wife and have children, and shoulder the responsibility of a family.

Deputy Editor Wang sighed.

Just wondering if he'll be able to watch his great-grandson be born.

Even if he could see it, he was probably too old to walk at that time, so he could only sit in a wheelchair and watch him run, watch him jump, see him fall but couldn't step forward to help him up.

"Why are you sighing, your work in Beiping is not going well?" Deputy Editor Wang's wife moved the phone back.

"Everything is going well. I was still eating just now, so I slipped out to give you a call." Deputy Editor-in-Chief Wang said.

"If you want to make a phone call when you can't make it, go back and have a good meal. You probably haven't done the interview yet, right? If you call in the evening, I have to go to dinner too, so hang up." Deputy Editor Wang's wife said.

"By the way, there is one more thing?" Deputy Editor Wang said.

"What's the matter? Do you have something missing? Do you want me to send it to you? How long are you staying in Peiping?"

"I love you my wife."

Video call ended.

6 minutes and 39 seconds.

Deputy Director Wang suddenly felt that the vegetable-wrapped chicken tasted really good.

Although the taste is not particularly good, it has a different feeling when you eat it.

In the evening, he will also look up how to do it online, and make it for his wife, son and daughter-in-law when he goes back.

The little grandson's teeth haven't grown yet, so he definitely won't be able to eat this food.

This restaurant is really good, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the best in the world.

"Ding, get approval from a customer, task progress (4/10)."

Jiang Feng's smile gradually deepened.

Wu Minqi gave him a strange look.

Jiang Feng: ...

Jiang Feng silently moved to the side above, and asked in a low voice, "Did you feel that Qiqi looked at me a little strangely just now?"

Sang Ming nodded.

"Do you know why?"

Sang Ming looked confused.

"Do you want to hear the truth?"

"explain!"

"Brother Feng, you just laughed a little obscenely."

Jiang Feng:? ? ?