Life is a Game

When Jiang Feng and the others returned home, it happened to be the time Wu Minqi had expected to eat fried rice.

Comrade Wang Xiulian has already gone to the gym with her aunt, and is going to use up the evil calories she just got involved in through healthy exercise. As for how much she consumed, no outsider can know.

As soon as Jiang Feng and the others stepped into the living room, they could smell the aroma of fried rice that permeated the whole room.

The central air conditioner was on, and the kitchen door was not fully closed, leaving a gap about 10 centimeters wide. The combination of the old and new aromas of the sea, land and air fried rice that has been wiped out and the sea, land and sky fried rice that is about to come out of the pot, wafts around in the living room, dining room and even the room, dancing on the tip of everyone's nose, making people intoxicated.

Shrimp, beef, minced pork, tuna, eggs, cabbage and the pickles that everyone is familiar with and love, this recipe is everyone's favorite sea, land and air fried rice!

Jiang Feng's spirit was lifted, and the fatigue caused by non-stop subway rides disappeared without a trace. He sat up in shock in his dying illness, rushed into the kitchen and shouted.

"Dad, I want double servings of shrimp!"

"Understood, let's go outside and wait." Jiang Jiankang said cheerfully while shaking the spoon, and stopped to reward himself with a spoonful of beef sauce while frying.

The beef sauce is Ji Yue's mother's latest masterpiece. It uses a brand new recipe. Even Ji Yue hasn't tasted it beforehand. It was sent together with the last batch of pickles. Since Comrade Wang Xiulian was not very interested in this flavor of beef sauce, Jiang Jiankang boldly embezzled the two cans of beef sauce, never mentioning that Ji Yue's mother sent the beef sauce over.

Ever since pickled vegetables and fried rice became popular in Jiang's family, Ji Yue's mother's status in the hearts of everyone in Jiang's family was second only to the two old men, and she was labeled omnipotent. Even the dried pumpkin that is recognized as very unpalatable and not recommended for consumption was eaten by the aunt in her spare time as a dried sweet potato.

When Jiang Feng came out of the kitchen, Wu Minqi, Ji Yue and Zhang Guanghang were already sitting in a row at the dining table.

"Fengfeng, has Uncle Jiang eaten?" Wu Minqi asked.

"I must eat it. My dad won't starve himself. When I just entered, I saw what kind of sauce he was eating. Hey, what kind of sauce is it? I don't think I have seen this kind of sauce. Wait until I go in and ask." Ask." Jiang Feng turned around and went into the kitchen again.

In less than a minute, Jiang Jiankang had already eaten the freshly cooked fried rice.

Among the old man's five sons, Jiang Jiankang was not the tallest, nor the strongest, nor even the most gifted in cooking, but he was recognized as the best at stealing food.

From the beginning of learning to cook, Comrade Jiang Jiankang has learned the skill of stealing food without a teacher, and has become increasingly sophisticated through continuous self-learning and training.

If the old man hadn't exaggerated when he scolded his son, Comrade Jiang Jiankang's level of stealing food was already very high when his cooking skills were not very good. And has always had a very good self-appreciation ability. Before he took over the position of state-owned chef from the old man, he couldn't help but steal a few bites whenever he felt that he was performing very well, often before lunch time It's already full of oil.

But how can the chef's business be said to be stealing? One bite is a taste, two bites is a taste, three or four is still a taste. But Comrade Jiang Jiankang is different from other chefs. Other chefs take a small bite, while Comrade Jiang Jiankang takes a big bite, and with the capacity of his mouth, usually half a plate of food will be gone after two bites.

I don't know how many beatings Comrade Jiang Jiankang suffered before he got rid of his habit of mouthing the food while cooking. It can't be said that it has been changed, but it can only be said that it has restrained itself when it was in a state-run restaurant. Later, Comrade Jiang Jiankang still loves to taste the taste after he opened healthy snacks. Anyway, for a plate of fried pork with chili, as long as you put enough chili and the pieces of meat on the surface are large enough, the guests will not be able to see how much meat is actually there.

"Dad, what kind of sauce did you eat just now? Why haven't I seen it before?" Jiang Feng asked.

"Sauce? What sauce? Oh, the one I ate just now. When I came back at noon today, the beef sauce I bought at the supermarket outside the door smelled very good. I just wanted to try making fried rice with beef sauce tomorrow." Jiang Jiankang began to play dumb, and quickly took out the fried rice from the pot, put it on a large plate, and stuffed it for Jiang Feng.

"Son, let's take it out and eat it first, and I'll fry double shrimp for you now."

Jiang Feng didn't suspect him, so he went out with fried rice.

When he opened the kitchen door, Jiang Feng was still thinking. He didn't expect the beef sauce sold in the supermarket downstairs to smell so good. He would buy a jar tomorrow and try it.

Jiang Feng served the extra-large portion of fried rice on the table with one hand, with skillful movements and standard posture, just like when he was serving food in healthy snacks and healthy cooking restaurants.

It looks like a skilled worker.

"I saw my dad eating when I went in, and he probably ate more than a spoonful, so this plate of fried rice should taste pretty good, everyone eat it while it's hot," Jiang Feng said.

The other three moved their spoons one after another.

"Ah, delicious!" Ji Yue was satisfied, and even spoke English.

"Well, おいしい (delicious)." Zhang Guanghang suddenly spoke Japanese for some reason.

Wu Minqi, who was chewing fried rice, suddenly stopped, and began to quickly search for delicious words in various languages ​​in her brain, and finally, she chewed two bites and swallowed the fried rice in her mouth.

"It tastes very good."

Jiang Feng:? ? ?

Jiang Feng was a little dazed for a while. He didn't expect that these days he couldn't even eat fried rice because he didn't know a few foreign languages ​​or dialects. a sentence in the local dialect.

Suddenly, with a flash of inspiration, Jiang Feng stretched out his spoon and bit out a large spoonful of fried rice from the plate. There was a shiny shrimp wrapped in the fried rice. He took it in, chewed it, and swallowed it.

“Tast good!”

Soon, a large plate of fried rice was divided among 4 people.

Anyone who has had a lot of experience in eating staple food knows that the staple food of noodle rice, especially the staple food that is especially delicious, will be very satisfying if you eat it all at once, and even cause satiety. A kind of this thing is just so feeling.

But if the portion is not enough, it’s just enough to fill the stomach, making people feel that I just tasted it and then it’s gone, it will make people want to stop, and even become an unforgettable memory.

Now Jiang Feng and the others are probably in this state of wanting to stop.

So, people, you still can’t eat too much.

The next fried rice was still in the pot, and the four of Jiang Feng could only sit at the dining table and wait, like four little chickens waiting to be fed.

"Is there really no need to ask Ji Xue to come down? I think today's fried rice is very delicious!" Jiang Feng said.

"That's because you're hungry." Ji Yue said to the point, "Axue's stomach is not good, she can't eat more rice, and she definitely can't eat fried rice that is so greasy."

"Can't you eat rice if you have a bad stomach?" Jiang Feng looked blank.

"I don't know, that's what Axue said. What did she say... Is the rice cold or cold? Anyway, it means that you should eat less rice when your stomach is weak." Ji Yue said, taking a look with her phone Time, "Oops, it's almost 7 o'clock, and she should be on a video call with her mother by now."

"Is there still a fixed time for her video call with her mother?" Wu Minqi asked curiously.

"Yes, her parents have moved to the countryside now. In their village, there are only two or three families who usually live in the countryside, and they are all very old. They don't have Internet access. And Axue doesn't have broadband in her home either. Her mother can only make video calls with her through the Internet in the supermarket when she sends her father to the county hospital for dialysis every week." Ji Yue said, "It's usually once a week, and I don't know the specifics."

"What about her younger sister?" Jiang Feng asked, he was very impressed with Ji Xue, the younger sister who took the script of the real and fake academy.

"I lived in the junior high school in the town, and it seems that I didn't go home during the summer vacation and stayed in the supermarket in the town to work." Ji Yue said, just as he was about to say something, Jiang Jiankang came out with fried rice.

"Double servings of shrimp, son, eat more!" Jiang Jiankang touched the beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Dad, do you want to take a break?" Jiang Feng persuaded, "Have you been in the kitchen for more than an hour?"

"Yes, Uncle Jiang, take a break." Ji Yue echoed.

"That's right, Uncle Jiang, would you like to have something to eat together? You haven't eaten yet, have you?" Wu Minqi asked.

"No need to rest, how many servings did you cook today? It turned out that when I was still in City Z, I could sell 180 servings of fried rice a day. I'll cook two more servings for you, and then I'm going to study my fried rice with beef sauce It's over, you guys eat first." Jiang Jiankang's enthusiasm for fried rice is so high now that he wants to fry it even if no one eats it.

Everyone started eating fried rice one after another, and Ji Yue also forgot what she was going to say, only fried rice was left in her mind, not to mention that the dish in front of her was a double serving of shrimp, Jiang Feng specially served fried rice with sea, land and air pickles.

"Has Uncle Jiang ever made fried rice with beef sauce?" Ji Yue ate the bowl and started thinking about the ones she didn't have yet.

"I've never done it. My dad only made Laoganma's fried rice, but the beef sauce smells pretty good. I smelled it in the kitchen before." Jiang Feng said, stretching out his spoon to aim at the shrimps on the plate.

"Then I will send Boss Jiang to taste it first, and then tell us if it tastes good or not." Ji Yue decided to entrust Jiang Feng with this glorious and arduous task.

Half an hour later, the four ended their shady fried rice deal and went back to their respective homes.

When Ji Yue came home and opened the door, she saw Ji Xue sitting on the sofa playing with her mobile phone.

This is a rare thing, Ji Xue should be the youngest Ji Yue knows who doesn't like to play with mobile phones, and is not very good at playing with mobile phones. Even Jiang Feng, Wu Minqi, and Zhang Guanghang, who spent most of their time cooking, would hold their phones to continue their lives whenever they were free.

Seeing Ji Yue came back, Ji Xue seemed to have seen a savior, and hurriedly said, "Ah Yue, help me to see what tutorial books I should buy for my sister."

Ji Yue:? ? ?

"Your sister should be in the third grade of junior high school?" Ji Yue asked.

"It seems to be, I just made a video call with my mother, and I feel that she is a little worried about my sister's studies. We can't find a supplementary teacher for her and can't teach her, so I want to say buy her some tutorial books for her to learn by herself. Do it." Ji Xue said.

Ji Yue: ...

Your sister will cry with joy when she receives this gift of love.

"Do you know what to buy for the third grade practice questions?" Ji Xue asked.

""The Three-Year Simulation of the Five-Year High School Entrance Examination"!" Ji Yue blurted out.

Ji Xue wrote down: "What else?"

"What else?" Ji Yue thought that just five and three of the 9 subjects would be enough for her sister to write, but she didn't expect that Ji Xue was going to give her sister some more.

"Let me think about it, I have graduated for many years, and my brother never wrote this kind of tutorial. I remember that I used to do "Tianli 38 Sets", "Winning the Championship Lightly", and Queen's I don’t quite remember the titles of Xiong’s books, so you can buy them and I don’t know what questions are popular now.” Ji Yue said that she is also an old school girl who has graduated from junior high school for many years.

"Okay, I'll go and have a look." Ji Xue said that she wrote it down, and handed the phone to Ji Yue, "Look at these words, I remember them correctly."

Ji Yue took the phone and nodded affirmatively.

Ji Xue buried her head in picking books.

With Ji Xue's reminder, Ji Yue suddenly remembered that Ji Qiran, a little bastard, seemed to have never written about Wang Houxiong since he was a child.

It really shouldn't be, as a successor of socialism who grew up under the red flag of socialism, even if Ji Qiran went to international schools from childhood, he shouldn't have written about Wang Houxiong.

Ji Yue turned on her mobile phone, first checked her Alipay balance and bank card balance, adhering to the idea that no matter how poor she is, education will be a big deal, I will take another order next month, she gritted her teeth and placed an order for Ji Qiran to buy a full set of Queen Xiong .

Adhering to the principle that Wang Houxiong and Wu San are more compatible, Ji Yue bought another set of Wu San for Ji Qiran.

Hey, I am really a good sister that is rare in the world.

Ji Yue silently put down her phone, looked at Ji Xue, and smiled like a good sister.