Life is a Game

The first time Jiang Weiguo realized that he might lose the power over the family's New Year's Eve dinner was two hours before the New Year's Eve dinner.

Because of the lesson learned last year that pork could not be bought during the Chinese New Year, as early as October this year, Grandma Jiang called Li Cuihua's family next door to help keep an eye on the good pork in the village and ordered half a pig in advance.

The pig was killed that afternoon by Xiaonian.

The Jiang family's plane flight arrived at eleven o'clock the night before the year before. Fortunately, everyone is rich now and can afford the first-class plane. If they had taken the first-class high-speed rail, they probably wouldn't be able to reach City Z even if they killed pigs.

Except for Jiang Weiming, Jiang Weiguo and Grandma Jiang rushed back to the countryside to process pork that day, and everyone else had to stay in City Z for two days. Clean up the house that has not been lived in for a year, raise some popularity, and then go back to the countryside for the New Year.

By the way, Jiang Weiming was originally going to Shanghai to spend the New Year with Jiang Yong's family this year. But because Xu Cheng was stimulated by Jiang Feng and Chef Arnold's dishes during the finals, he decided to find his original intention. Celebrate the New Year with Jiang's family, and pick him up to Shanghai after Lantern Festival.

On the other hand, due to the rush of time, everyone will not be together on the New Year's Eve. Each family can eat whatever they want, and make up for the big meal and dumplings when the New Year is officially celebrated.

Although the old man and the three were in a hurry to go back to the countryside, they didn't get up early in the morning due to the fatigue of the boat. By the time the minibus bumped all the way to the entrance of the village, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon, and the pigs were already being killed.

The three of them stood at the entrance of the village and heard the heart-piercing screams from the pigs inside.

"It's not the one we decided to kill, is it? Oh, the old man told you to start early, start early! The pigs are going to start killing so late, hurry up, go home and get a pot of pig blood, just in case What should Cuihua do with our pig blood? Last time I asked her to help me buy roast goose, she gave me the goose butt." Grandma Jiang became anxious when she heard the pig's cry, and went home without any luggage. run.

"What are you in a hurry for? Didn't you say it last time? She didn't want a goose butt. Who wants a goose butt if she wants a goose leg?" The old man chased after him helplessly with two suitcases.

When she got to the door, Grandma Jiang bumped into Li Cuihua who was telling her grandson to run faster while holding the basin.

"Liangliang, hurry up, Zhang Bald, who shared pigs with you, Mrs. Jiang and the others today, that guy likes to take advantage of others. If you go later, he can take all the pig's blood for you. At that time, Zhao Lanhua will have to say yes again." I hacked their pig blood."

"Cuihua!" Grandma Jiang didn't seem to have heard what Li Cuihua complained to her just now.

"Lanhua!" Li Cuihua pretended that what she just said was not what she said.

"Liangliang, run faster, and Grandma Jiang will bring you a bunch of blood sausages tomorrow!"

Zhao Liang immediately ran fast with the basin in his arms, his chubby body contained infinite energy.

The younger ones were asked to pick up the pig's blood, but the older ones stopped where they were and chatted.

Li Cuihua nodded at Jiang Weiming and Jiang Weiguo first, and then couldn't wait to drag Grandma Jiang aside, extremely excited, and said excitedly in an exaggerated tone: "Lanhua, your Xiaofeng is doing well this time, she's all on TV Yes, I won the first place in the world competition. I watched the live broadcast of the game you asked me to watch last time. It was pretty good, but the time was too long, more than ten hours. I watched it from noon to night and afternoon I kept listening to it while playing mahjong, and the faceless host talked too much nonsense, which made me make mistakes and lose a lot of cards all afternoon."

Grandma Jiang immediately grasped the key point: "Who did you play cards with that afternoon?"

"Who else can there be, Lao Wan and the others. Let me tell you, Lao Wan and the others also watched the game when they went back later. After seeing Xiaofeng winning the championship, they kept telling me that they must come to your house to play cards during the Chinese New Year this year, and become world champions." joy." Li Cuihua said happily.

"That's definitely no problem. I'll ask Xiaofeng to make tea for you." Grandma Jiang never mentioned asking Jiang Feng to make refreshments and snacks.

The old man listened for a while, and found that the two of them were talking about meaningless things. He was thinking about the pig being killed, and wanted to put his luggage home before going to see the pig slaughtered.

Seeing that Jiang Weiguo was about to leave, Li Cuihua hurriedly called him: "Old Jiang, you can enjoy the blessings in the future, and you don't have to be busy when you celebrate the New Year's Eve. Xiaofeng must be responsible for your family's New Year's Eve dinner in the future, right? After decades of busy work, I can finally rest."

Jiang Weiguo was stunned.

Grandma Jiang was also stunned.

How to put it, although Jiang Feng's cooking skills have surpassed the old man's now, and Jiang Feng has been helping since last year, but the two of them never thought that the power of cooking the New Year's Eve dinner should be handed over to Jiang Feng.

No matter how you think about this matter, you feel that Jiang Taisun is trying to usurp the throne.

Li Cuihua saw that the expressions of the two of them had changed, thinking that she had said something wrong, and was about to change her words, the old man nodded in response:

"Yes, I can rest this year."

Grandma Jiang looked at the old man with the eyes of an alien.

"It's very good. This year's New Year's Eve dinner will be hosted by Xiaofeng, and we two old ones can rest and enjoy the happiness." Jiang Weiming said with a smile.

"Hmph." The old man snorted softly, dragged two suitcases and walked in uncoordinatedly, with joy written all over his face.

Li Cuihua:?

Is Lao Jiang happy or unhappy? Did she say something wrong just now?

On the other hand, Jiang Feng, who was still completing the New Year's duties in Z City, was gathering with classmates and friends who had long been estranged. He didn't know that he had successfully seized power and usurped the throne invisibly, and his grandson succeeded in taking the throne.

This year's Jiang Feng can be said to be very popular.

First ranked first in the hot search, and then several times on the hot search, participated in a popular competitive cooking reality show variety show and won the championship. Even a layman who doesn't know how to cook at all will more or less know that this young chef is very good now, and he is a little familiar with the name Taifenglou and even Jiang Feng.

Even passers-by who had nothing to do with Jiang Feng looked familiar, let alone the classmates who had been with him for several years.

On the day of the new year, Jiang Feng attended two class reunions.

There was a primary school reunion at noon, a junior high school reunion in the evening, and a high school reunion at noon the next day. The schedule was quite full, and the purpose of the reunion was very clear.

Everyone wants to chat with this old classmate who shines this year, and it is best to try the legendary dish that has been on the hot search.

Because it was a small year party, there were not many people who came to each party. There were only a dozen or so people in each party. Some students had not yet had their holidays, and some students had already returned to the countryside after their holidays. Jiang Feng did not disappoint everyone either. He fried two plates of S+ grade shredded yam symbolically, which opened everyone's eyes and appetite.

At the same time, it can also drive the business of Taifeng Building.

Jiang Feng didn't believe it anymore. After tasting the S+-grade shredded yam that he personally fried and told everyone that the price should be controlled within 100 yuan, those old classmates who work in Beiping can still control not to go to Taifeng Building for dinner next year.

Of course, he will not tell everyone that less than one hundred yuan is ninety-eight yuan.

I won't tell everyone about the dish of shredded yam. If you want to eat it, you really have to rely on your own strength.

Generally speaking, although class reunions are quite boring, because we have not contacted for many years and have no common topics, and basically have nothing to talk about, but it is not that boring. After all, it is definitely a happy thing to meet old classmates Not to mention that Jiang Feng himself is the center of this class reunion.

How can it be boring to listen to others boasting about yourself?

Jiang Feng also read "Zhiwei" again this morning.

The junior high school reunion in the evening ended very early, probably because of the New Year’s Eve, many people went out to have a meal together at night, and had to have another meal with their families when they got home. They left very early because of the rush, seven o’clock After a while, it will fall apart.

The dining place was very close to Jiang Feng's family compound, so there was no need to take a bus or take a taxi, so Jiang Feng walked back and ran into Pan Ling and Chen Xiuxiu who had just returned from shopping for vegetables at the gate of the compound.

Chen Duxiu is very busy every year around the end of the year. He is basically out of town on business trips, and sometimes he can't even come back until the New Year's Eve. On New Year's Eve, it was normal for Chen Xiuxiu to buy vegetables and cook by herself at home, but why would Pan Ling be with her.

"Jiang Feng, you're back too. When did you come back? I didn't seem to see you yesterday." Pan Ling warmly greeted Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng glanced at the vegetables in Pan Ling's hand, stale cabbage, brany white radish, half-dead shrimp, all of which were leftover ribs.

Sure enough, even in the past two years, Pan Ling's grocery shopping skills still haven't improved at all.

I just don't know if the cooking skills have been improved. The nightmarish pot of mutton soup two years ago is still in Jiang Feng's memory.

"I just arrived last night." Jiang Feng said, "Isn't today New Year's Eve? Why don't you go home for dinner?"

"My parents were sent abroad by the company this year. I don't want to go back to the countryside so early to celebrate the New Year with my grandparents. Anyway, there is no one in Xiuxiu's house. I will live with Xiuxiu these few days." Pan Ling explained.

Jiang Feng glanced at the hot pot meatballs and a pack of hot pot bottom ingredients in Chen Xiuxiu's hands, and asked, "Are you all cooking by yourself these days?"

"No, Xiuxiu and I are not very good at cooking. We all order takeaway, but isn't today the New Year's Eve? I just want to cook hot pot at home." Pan Ling said.

Jiang Feng:?

Do you eat bran radish slices, half-dead shrimp and stale cabbage?

Jiang Feng glanced at Chen Xiuxiu.

Chen Xiuxiu replied with Jiang Feng's eyes that I was a social animal working overtime, and there was even a little resentment in her eyes, as if Jiang Feng was the culprit who made her work overtime.

Jiang Feng:?

"What kind of hot pot are you having on New Year's Eve? My family made dumplings. I'll ask my dad to eat less. You two can eat dumplings at my house. We'll have hot pot tomorrow." Jiang Feng invited the two of them to eat dumplings at home.

Pan Lin was about to refuse, saying that all the ingredients had been bought, and the two of them would just not bother eating hot pot at home.

As a result, Chen Xiuxiu made a decisive decision and stuffed the hot pot balls into Pan Ling's arms: "That's great, we won't be polite. Lingling, take these back and put them in the refrigerator. I'll go to the supermarket outside to buy a bottle of vinegar. Uncle Jiang's house may not have any vinegar." .”

"Jiang Feng, does your family have vinegar?"

Jiang Feng was stunned, subconsciously took out his mobile phone and wanted to send a text message to ask his father if there was any vinegar in the house, because Chen Xiuxiu might really be right, there might be no vinegar in the house.

Sure enough, as soon as Jiang Feng took out his phone, he saw the wechat that Jiang Jiankang had sent him an hour ago, asking him to go to the supermarket to buy a bottle of vinegar - Jiang Jiankang and Wang Xiulian forgot to buy vinegar when they were shopping this morning.

"without……"

Chen Xiuxiu immediately went out.

"Buy two more preserved eggs, my mother wants to eat preserved eggs!"

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