Life is a Game

After the National Day holiday, everything returned to normal.

Wang Hao's internship career in an advertising company has officially started. Every day, he serves tea and water to buy coffee, buns, fried dough sticks and soybean juice. Since the first day of work, I have worked hard to establish a good relationship with my colleagues, and soon found out where the meals near the company and the staff dormitory are the cheapest, and which one has the most conscientious lunch boxes.

By the way, Wang Hao also forged a deep friendship with a 30-year-old single male colleague upstairs who can cook. He went to eat when he had time, and it was not completely in vain. Wang Hao lent him his steam account .

Relying on the good relationship with his colleagues, Wang Hao survived tenaciously with more than 100 yuan in the card until the 15th to pay the living expenses, paid off the installment Huabei, and started a new round of debts.

During the National Day period, as in a martial arts novel, he was stuck at the bottleneck for many years and couldn't figure it out. Jiang Weisheng, who once had an epiphany about the first taste of life, realized it later. It was not until a week later that the guests who saw the strange soup reported that something was wrong. Dazed, he went to ask Jiang Weiming if his strange soup had improved, why the guest's evaluation suddenly became so high, which made Jiang Weiming couldn't help scolding him several times.

"I'll pay you back because you discovered it a long time ago. I didn't expect you to make soup for nothing for so many days. Why, you only make soup for the guests and you haven't tried it yourself?" Jiang Sanwei asked The noon business was over, and there were only him, Jiang Weiming, Jiang Feng, Wu Minqi and Ji Xia left in the kitchen, so Jiang Weiming didn't control his voice when he spoke.

"I tasted it." Jiang Weisheng was still a little dizzy.

"Your tongue is white? You don't know why after you taste it? You can't taste any difference at all?" Jiang Weiming was angry and funny at this moment. He wanted to break Jiang Weisheng's head to see what was inside. It's not really wood, otherwise how could it grow into such an elm head.

"Master, I didn't mean that. I tasted it, and the taste is the same as before, but the feeling has changed, like... just like the one you made before, it tastes different, but I don't know why. I The steps are the same as before." Jiang Weisheng quickly defended.

Jiang Weiming shook his head helplessly: "Do you still remember when you said you wanted to learn Baiweitang from me, why didn't I let you learn it?"

"You said I couldn't learn it." Jiang Wei said.

"There are so many things you can't learn, chicken sauce bean curd, boiled cabbage, camphor tea duck, which one have you learned? Which one have I not taught you? Not to mention anything else, after so many years, you can only cook boiled beef No matter how difficult it is, Baiwei Tang is just a soup. The process is not complicated, and there are no difficult skills. Let me tell you, your Baiweitang is much better than boiled beef." Jiang Weiming said.

"Then..." Jiang Sanwei was a little confused.

"It's your memory that's wrong. People who are only in their sixties can't remember as well as an old man like me. I didn't want to teach you at the beginning because you were not suitable for learning this dish."

"There are five flavors in life, sour, sweet, bitter, hot, salty. I originally wanted to call this dish five flavor soup, but life has more than five flavors, so I changed the name of Baiwei Tang later. The real test of Baiwei Tang is never the chef's level, but the chef's ability." People. Soup has a variety of flavors, and people also have a variety of flavors. The richer the experience of the chef, the stronger the taste of the soup. The soup with a variety of flavors is not light, it is thick, and it is a variety of ingredients mixed together."

"I can make this soup because I have experienced both sourness, bitterness, hotness and saltiness. It is a pity that the sweetness is missing, but it is enough. But you can't, hygiene, I'm not saying you, you have a good life It’s so smooth. You have never left home, never left your parents, and you have never had a hard time except learning to cook. Even ordinary guys who have stumbled and chased girls succeeded once. You have been in a honeypot for most of your life in a smooth manner. Here, you can even realize what sweetness is. If it wasn’t the first time you ran away from home, and Zhang Li brought your son, daughter-in-law and grandson to visit you on the National Day, I think you even realize sweetness I won’t come out.” Jiang Weiming laughed as he spoke, both relieved and envious.

"You mean I...I..." Jiang Weisheng stuttered with excitement.

"You have finally opened up a little bit. If you can realize the two flavors, you will be a master of this hundred flavor soup." Jiang Weiming laughed.

Jiang Weisheng blushed with excitement, like a primary school student who was rarely praised by the teacher, he stammered and asked, "Master, how should I understand the other four flavors?"

If Jiang Weiming took out a martial arts secret book at this time and told Jiang Weisheng that he could just practice according to it, Jiang Weiming would probably believe it.

"How you realize it is your own business, how would I know." Jiang Weiming said helplessly.

"Then is there any secret, such as a secret? Master, how did you realize it in the first place?" Jiang Weiwei asked.

Jiang Weiming could only shake his head and turn around to go to the teahouse to drink tea and chat: "There is still a trick, the trick is there, you climb once from the pile of dead people like I did back then, and run once into the deep mountains and old forests, so that you can realize all the bitterness, hotness and saltiness. I am not satisfied with the sweetness. I was born in a peaceful age and I owe you? How many people dream of being like you, only knowing the sweetness and not the other four flavors for the rest of their lives. Okay, I’m tired after a busy afternoon, find a place to rest Well, I'm going to the teahouse too, otherwise there will be no seats."

Jiang Weiming left, and Jiang Weiwei stayed in the back kitchen to continue practicing Baiweitang. He still had to figure out how to use sweet Baiweitang. Although he made the soup, he couldn't tell the secret of it.

"Master, what does Master San Tai mean by bitter, spicy, salty and that sweet? Do you have to understand the taste yourself? Isn't it enough to add seasoning?" Sitting on the edge picking oranges, Jiang Weiming and Jiang Weiming just now After hearing the conversation between Jiang Sansheng and Ji Xia clearly, Ji Xia asked the question of a scumbag.

Jiang Feng has been practicing making oranges from crabs these days. Not only did he practice by himself, but he also grabbed Ji Xia to help him. Now Ji Xia has successfully transformed from a small expert in picking crabs to an inferior student in picking oranges.

It only takes Jiang Feng ten minutes to process an orange, and Ji Xia takes more than half an hour. Jiang Feng often needs to rework because the quality is not up to standard, just like the machine welding needs to be re-soldered manually.

Jiang Feng: "..."

Xia Xia's Chinese reading comprehension must not get a lot of points.

"You haven't reached that level yet. Those with a high level cook with heart and energy. You can't do well with seasoning at this level. You don't need to think about high-level cooking methods." Jiang Feng's answer was very perfunctory.

Ji Xia looked at Wu Minqi again, she felt that Master was donating to him.

"Your master is right." Wu Minqi affirmed.

Ji Xia:? ? ?

Cook with heart?

Idea cooking?

Ji Xia remembered the stories Master's friend Wang Hao told her during the National Day, about Jiang's stellar knife skills, mind-blowing cooking, cooking with ideas, and the ultimate cooking skills. Ji Xia always thought it was Wang Hao's nonsense, because Jiang Feng also told her not to believe any of Wang Hao's nonsense.

I didn't expect it to be true!

Really interested in cooking!

Then Jiang's Star Saber Technique must be true too. A little bit of coldness comes first, and then the sword comes out like a dragon. of!

Ji Xia was so excited that he didn't even care about the orange in his hand: "Master, I want to learn sword skills!"

Jiang Feng:? ? ?

Why don't you say you want to play basketball?

"What kind of knife skills? Isn't it knife skills that you go to Li's house to practice every day? Now picking oranges is also practice knife skills." Jiang Feng said.

"I want to learn Jiang's star sword technique!"

Jiang Feng: ...

Wu Minqi: ...

Wu Minqi was so frightened that she almost dropped the orange in her hand, and gave Jiang Feng a look that the kid must be stupid.

Jiang Feng sighed and asked, "Did Wang Hao tell you?"

Ji Xia nodded.

"Without Jiang's star knife technique, go to Li's house after picking this orange." Jiang Feng said, putting down the orange in his hand, "I'll go out and make a phone call."

Jiang Feng went to the dressing room and took out his mobile phone from the cabinet. He stood in front of the cabinet and started calling, but Wang Hao answered it after a beep.

"Hey, is Brother Feng okay?" Wang Hao asked.

"Haozi, have you not been to the store for a while? Are you free at noon tomorrow? I recently learned how to wrap wontons with my uncle. I'll make a bowl of wontons for you!" Jiang Feng's words seemed extremely kind.

"Wontons? Brother Feng, I remember that your wontons are not on the menu in your store. Why have you learned something new recently?" Wang Hao asked without doubting him.

Jiang Feng involuntarily showed a false smile: "That's different. My uncle and I have learned a new kind of chaos, and the guests agree after eating it. What is the relationship between us? I must be the first to think of you if there is anything going on." .Are you free at noon tomorrow?"

"I'm free, I'm free, but I may have to be late, and I won't be there until around one o'clock." Wang Hao said.

"It's not too late, it's just the right time." Jiang Feng smiled.

It's three quarters.

It's a good time.