Life is a Game

It's rare that Jiang Feng's first reaction after leaving his memory was not to click on the properties panel to check the recipes, but to look around to see if anyone noticed something strange about him.

No one was paying attention to Jiang Feng. A new customer came to the store and was checking out at the cashier. Jiang Feng breathed a sigh of relief, opened the can of Coke and drank a big gulp of room temperature Coke full of carbon dioxide, pretended to be careless and silently clicked on the property panel to check the newly obtained recipe.

【Egg Noodle Grade C】

Producer: Cao Guixiang

Recipe details: This is a common home-cooked noodle dish. The ingredients are simple and even crude. It is a bit too salty due to the extra soy sauce poured on it after it is served out of the pan. It is this saltiness that corresponds to the bitterness in the heart of the eater, making this bowl of noodles the most unforgettable egg noodles in his life, and the bitter and salty tears on the surface are like tears of the times. Within 30 seconds after eating, diners will shed a bitter and salty tear, and there is a great chance that they will think of the person they miss the most in this scene according to different situations.

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Jiang Feng: ...

Unexpectedly, he thought Zhang Chu's saying that the noodles were salty was an excuse, but he didn't expect that the noodles were really salty.

Jiang Feng turned off the attribute panel casually, got up and was about to return to Yongheju to wait for the big meal. He reacted as soon as he left his seat and let out an exclamation.

"Fuck, I can do this!"

There is no friendly reminder in the recipe of Xinde's egg noodles this time.

Although it was a grade C egg noodle, it was enough to make Jiang Feng ecstatic. What does this mean? This means that he can already make C-level pastries! You must know that during this period of time, he has never practiced a single white case and kept improving his proficiency. He can improve in this way. He really deserves to be the man selected by the game.

Rounding it off, his pastry level is comparable to Xia Xia's!

Jiang Feng left the convenience store happily, completely ignoring that the egg noodles he saw in his memory were not pulled noodles at all but the most common hand-cut noodles, and he left without taking the coke.

After paying the bill, the clerk who continued to sit and play with his mobile phone looked at Jiang Feng's leaving back and shook his head helplessly, thinking that he had gone crazy again.

None of these office workers knew what was wrong, and they always liked to go to their convenience stores to relieve their pressure. Just as the person pinching the drink bottle left, another person who hadn't seen him came and ordered the table, but he didn't know what the next one would do.

The clerk came out from behind the cash register and took away the can of Coke that Jiang Feng had only taken a sip of and threw it away.

On the other side, Jiang Feng happily returned to Yonghe Residence. Lu Sheng and the others had already moved from the windows on the second floor to the box. When Jiang Feng entered, the six appetizers had already been served. Jiang Feng saw spiced fish and braised duck liver at a glance.

If there are appetizers, there is naturally wine. There are only six people eating this meal, and naturally there are only six sets of bowls and chopsticks and six glasses of wine on the table. The appetizers are hot and the wine is also hot. As a cook, Jiang Feng can tell that the shallow layer of wine in the glass is rice wine, but he doesn't know the details.

The wine was untouched, and the dishes were untouched. Zhang Zhiyun was staring at the spiced fish in front of him. With the appearance and aroma of this dish, Jiang Feng felt that Zhang Zhiyun's staring was very restrained, but it was also a bit embarrassing.

Your grandma is Cao Guixiang, how can you drooling at a plate of five-spice fish so unpromisingly, don't you just...

Well, it's delicious.

Jiang Feng sat next to Zhang Zhiyun, and stared at a plate of spiced fish with him, drooling.

"My grandma used to cook spiced fish for me when I was young." Zhang Zhiyun whispered, wishing he could eat the spiced fish with his eyes.

"Is it delicious?" Jiang Feng asked, staring at the spiced fish.

"tasty."

Unhealthy conversation.

Peng Changping didn't serve the table, and everyone didn't move their chopsticks.

"That's right." Jiang Feng still remembered that Cao Guixiang mentioned in his memory just now that he was going to Shunhe Building to refund the deposit. He could probably guess that the reason why Zhang Chu would never forget Shunhe Building should be that he had originally made an appointment with Cao Guixiang. The restaurant where the wedding banquet is held is the Shunhe Building.

But it doesn't seem to be all right, because he obviously thought of the game, but he never reminded [Zhang Chu's mind] that the discovery part was completed.

"Do you have wedding photos of your grandparents at home? Isn't it very popular for old men and old ladies to take wedding photos these days? My grandma has been talking about taking wedding photos to follow suit," Jiang Feng said.

"No." Zhang Zhiyun said, "My grandparents got married in the village because they didn't have money and didn't even have a banquet. How could there be a wedding photo?"

Speaking of this, Zhang Zhiyun looked depressed: "My dad always told me that our family came from the countryside. He had a hard life when he was a child. He had to walk dozens of miles to school every day, and he couldn't eat two meals a year. You can eat braised pork only during Chinese New Year.”

"The most important thing is that I still believed it. It wasn't until high school that I found out that it was my dad who was lying!" Zhang Zhiyun looked sad and indignant.

Jiang Feng: ...

Yes, I certify that when your father was young, he had good food, and he could eat two-color prawns and big black ginseng.

Jiang Feng and Zhang Zhiyun stared at the spiced fish for about three or four minutes, before the door of the box was pushed open, and Peng Changping walked in from the outside with a smile, holding a plate in his hand Tears can't help but stay from the yellow braised shark's fin from the corner of the mouth.

Jiang Feng's first impression was that the plate was big. To be precise, it should be a large pot of braised shark's fin, half a pot of shark's fin and half a pot of chicken soup. Under the water of the chicken soup, the shark's fin turned golden yellow, shining brightly under the light. The intact, soft and rotten shark's fins were scattered in the basin like smooth strands of hair. If you stared at the basin carefully like Jiang Feng and Zhang Zhiyun, you could still find the little scallops hidden in the golden yellow. grain.

To sum it up in four words, luxury and delicious.

Peng Changping put the braised shark's fin in the center of the dining table, and said with a smile, "Why didn't you move your chopsticks, these dishes are all hot, and they taste good when they're hot. Fortunately, I came early, if I had the braised shark's fin If it's later, the hot dishes on the table will turn into cold dishes."

"Master Peng, we don't dare to eat until you are seated." Xu Cheng said with a smile, "You are the master today, so there is no reason for the guests to finish eating when the master is not at the table."

"I was negligent." Peng Changping sat down next to Zhang Chu, facing Jiang Feng.

"I haven't seen you for many years, and I don't recognize you anymore." Peng Changping said, "It is said that time is fair. I have seen it today. I didn't expect that even you have become a bad old man like me."

Zhang Chu didn't speak, looking a little nervous and reserved.

"Move your chopsticks quickly. This yellow braised shark's fin is not like an appetizer. This dish is fresh and hot, and the taste will change later." Peng Changping took the lead to pick up the spoon and filled a small half of it into the bowl. A bowl of chicken soup, the shark's fin was not fished at all.

With Peng Changping as an example, everyone is no longer reserved. Chopsticks should be served, chopsticks should be served, spoons should be served with spoons, one bowl per person. Even Xu Cheng, who has been saying that his body is not as good as he used to be when he is older, needs to avoid food, exercise more, eat less meat, and pay attention to his diet, he also scooped up a bowl full of shark's fin for himself, opened his mouth wide and ate small mouthfuls, rough and delicate.

The box fell silent instantly, only the sound of swallowing remained in the air.

And the fragrance of braised shark's fin.

What kind of fragrance is this.

When the braised shark's fin was first brought in, Jiang Feng felt that it was a luxury, expensive, and very delicious when it smelled it. Cooked together with hen, scallops, ham, Shaoxing wine and shark's fin, the aromatic golden chicken soup is full of money just by looking at the ingredients, and with the blessing of Peng Changping's culinary skills, anyone with a normal sense of taste and judgment can enjoy it It must be an extremely delicious dish.

After eating the braised shark's fin, Jiang Feng realized that it would be too superficial to describe this dish as expensive or extravagant.

This is a dish that is engraved in human memory.

Even if one day he is too old to recognize people and can't remember things clearly, he can still remember this taste and this fragrance of dishes.

"It's really... so delicious." Zhang Zhiyun, who was the first to finish a whole bowl of braised shark's fin, let out a sincere and uneducated exclamation.

"It's good to eat." Peng Changping looked at Zhang Zhiyun and asked with a smile, "Your grandma liked to eat this dish when she was a child. At that time, whenever a customer ordered this dish, she would hurry up and finish the work. , and then guard the shark’s fin in the pot, so that she can scoop up the leftover soup dregs to eat when the shark’s fin is plated and brought out.”

"The yellow braised shark's fin at Yan's fin banquet should use the best Luzon yellow. Soak it seven days in advance to make it fully developed. In the past, when there was no pressure cooker, the shark's fin had to be simmered for six or seven hours. Now it doesn't need to be so troublesome. It's much more convenient." Peng Changping said.

Zhang Zhiyun nodded in understanding.

"There are also braised shark's fins in yellow. If anyone of you still wants to eat, eat some more. Remember to rinse your mouth with water after eating. I'll go to the back kitchen to look at clear soup jelly dishes. They should be on the table soon." Peng Changping said. Just got up and went out.

In the basin on the table, there are yellow-orange chicken soup and a few slender and sporadic shark fins floating in the chicken soup, which really look like vermicelli, and look like leftovers.

The leftovers that everyone scrambles for.

Zhang Zhiyun was a little ready to move.

Having eaten in the university cafeteria for several years, he felt like dreaming back to his childhood after eating such a big meal.

"There are eight more dishes to come." Jiang Feng reminded in a low voice.

Zhang Zhiyun instantly withdrew his hand that was about to move, and gave Jiang Feng a grateful look.

Then Jiang Feng stood up, holding the bowl.

"Boss Lu, Grandpa Zhang, and Mr. Xu, let's divide this up one by one. Braised shark's fin must be eaten while it's hot," Jiang Feng said.

Lu Sheng, Zhang Chu, and Xu Cheng waved their hands and refused. They had already passed the age where they could eat and drink unscrupulously.

Jiang Feng took all the rest into the golden bowl, half a bowl, not much.

"I have a big appetite, and I can eat it all." Jiang Feng explained, and began to drink soup happily.

Soup is the essence, the real delicacy is locked in the soup.

Zhang Zhiyun:? ? ?