Life is a Game

When Jiang Feng and the others arrived at Jiang Weiming's house, Jiang Weiming was wrapped in a quilt and sitting in the living room watching TV, while Uncle Wu was making pear soup for Jiang Weiming in the kitchen. The pear soup in the kitchen was already on the verge of being cooked. Jiang Jianshe only took a quick look at Jiang Feng and Ji Xia who came, and hurried back to the kitchen without even seeing the two brothers Dong Shi and Dong Li behind.

Jiang Feng first glanced at the TV, which was playing "Why Women Kill Season 1" projected by his mobile phone. Jiang Weiming's dramas always kept up with the trend of the times, and he would never take out old dramas from ten years ago and watch them repeatedly like the old man. Everyone in the Jiang family has very different tastes in watching dramas. Although Jiang Wei is old next year, his heart is not old. He watches almost everything, British dramas, American dramas, Hong Kong dramas, Korean dramas, especially suspense dramas, and even vampire-themed idol dramas occasionally. Jiang Feng vaguely remembered that during the Chinese New Year last year, Jiang Junlian pestered Jiang Weiming to discuss a certain famous vampire-themed idol drama for a long time.

The old man doesn’t watch TV dramas most of the time. If he wants to watch them, he has a special liking for the dramas of the War of Resistance. Come out and see. But sometimes the old man would be forced by Grandma Jiang to watch dramas with her, as did Jiang Feng's uncles including Jiang Jiankang. It's too boring to watch a drama alone, it's interesting to discuss the plot with your husband.

The female members of the Jiang family, represented by Grandma Jiang, only love family ethics, and occasionally watch Gongdou dramas and period dramas. Jiang Feng can often hear Comrade Wang Xiulian and other aunts and aunts gather together to discuss a certain popular family drama recently. The husband in the ethics drama is such a scumbag, and the mistress is so shameless.

The tastes of the younger generation of the Jiang family are more diverse. Jiang Zaide has no time to watch dramas. His limited life has been devoted to unlimited work to earn money and revise manuscripts. It would be no different if he was allowed to spare time to watch TV dramas. Yu murder for money.

Because Jiang Shoucheng studied medicine, he has a special liking for medical dramas, especially medical dramas in Japanese drama series. A bottle of iodine on the highway can open the chest. It is the first case in the world. It is the most difficult in the world. Cutting tumors is like cutting hemorrhoids. Every episode has a new cancer patient. This type is Jiang Shoucheng’s favorite. .

Jiang Feng once suspected that Jiang Shoucheng secretly practiced the way the handsome male doctor walks in Japanese TV dramas - hands in pockets, expressionless, cold eyes, walking with wind, white coat can also wear a windbreaker effect, the corridor of the hospital Can also step out of the runway posture.

But from what Jiang Feng had seen so far, Jiang Shoucheng's practice was very unsuccessful.

Because Jiang Ran didn't participate in the main plot all the year round, he didn't even go home during the summer vacation since he was in college, and he only saw each other often during the Chinese New Year, so everyone didn't know what kind of TV series he liked.

The two sisters, Jiang Junqing and Jiang Junlian, are still at the stage of not looking at anything but their faces because they are still young. As long as it is played by their favorite male stars, they can watch no matter how bizarre the plot is.

As for Jiang Feng, he should be regarded as the person with the most diverse tastes in watching TV in the entire Jiang family, watching all kinds of TV. When I was young, I watched family ethics dramas and Gongdou dramas with Grandma Jiang, and when I was a little older, I watched anti-Japanese dramas with my grandfather. When I was in college, I played mahjong with a few boys in the dormitory next door while watching idol dramas that I didn’t want to be known.

Jiang Feng once thought that idol dramas were his limit, but since he got Ji Yue's TV list, Jiang Feng has completely opened the door to a new world. He found that TV dramas should not be limited to idol dramas, ethical dramas, inspirational dramas, and business war dramas. inside a narrow frame.

TV dramas can be very changeable, one-sided sex change, both sex change, nephew falling in love with uncle, mother-in-law falling in love with daughter-in-law, Zhenggong falling in love with mistress, brother falling in love...

Keke, far away.

There is heating in the living room, and the temperature is very suitable. Jiang Weiming's small quilt actually only covers his upper body, and his lower body is wearing thick cotton trousers. The cotton shoes are extra thick made by Grandma Jiang himself. Jiang Feng also has a pair of cotton shoes of the same style, with a lot of cotton It's a little hard to get your feet in.

It seems that Jiang Weiming has learned the lesson of catching a cold two days ago, and has done a good job of keeping warm.

Seeing Jiang Feng coming, Jiang Weiming put down the hot tea in his hand, squinted his eyes and looked at Jiang Jianshe's mobile phone on the tea table, pressed pause, and the picture on the TV also stopped.

"Xiaofeng and Xiaxia are here." Jiang Weiming said with a smile, his voice was a little hoarse, but it was much better than yesterday.

Two brothers Dong Shi and Dong Li walked in, and Jiang Feng quickly introduced them to Jiang Weiming.

"Third Grandpa, they are newly recruited employees yesterday. They heard that your throat is uncomfortable and specially made Beixing pig lung soup to see you." Jiang Feng said.

Jiang Weiming smiled and nodded at Dong Shi and Dong Li, coughed twice: "What a good boy, you have a heart."

Jiang Feng took the lunch box from Dong Shi and went into the kitchen to put the Beixing pork lung soup in the lunch box into a bowl for Jiang Weiming to eat. Jiang Jianshe was concentrating on the pear soup in the pot.

Among Jiang Feng's uncles, Jiang Jianshe was the worst at cooking. Jiang Feng only took a look at the pear soup in the pot and knew that the pear soup was not cooked well.

Seeing Jiang Feng walking into the kitchen with a lunch box, Jiang Jianshe breathed a sigh of relief when he opened the lunch box, and there was still warm pork lung soup in it: "Xiao Feng, it's fortunate that you made the pork lung soup deliberately, otherwise your grandpa would come back later and see me The stewed pear soup will definitely scold me."

Jiang Feng felt ashamed after hearing Jiang Jianshe's words. What he meant was not that he was the two brothers Dong Shi and Dong Li. He only thought that with his uncle, second uncle, fourth uncle and fifth uncle at home, there would be someone to take care of him without him, but he forgot that the elders actually had their own things to do.

"This soup was made by the two newly recruited chefs yesterday," Jiang Feng explained.

Bei Xing Pig Lung Soup belongs to medicinal food. This type of dish is not in the field that the Jiang family is good at. The only medicinal food that Jiang Feng knows is Eight Treasure Tofu.

The lunch box was very insulated, and Jiang Feng could still feel the temperature of the soup when he scooped it into the bowl. Pig lung soup has high nutritional value and can relieve cough, reduce phlegm and nourish the lungs. It is a very common medicinal diet, and it is also good in taste.

The taste of most of the medicated diets is far inferior to ordinary dishes, and the few delicious medicated diets have been carefully improved by the master. Dong Shi's cooking skills are good. The Beixing pork lung soup is stewed very lightly by him. The ingredients in the clear soup can be seen clearly at a glance. You can smell the light ginger flavor, which is very nourishing.

"Uncle Wu, what's your soup?" Jiang Feng looked at Jiang Jianshe's uncooked pear soup and asked. The third grandfather would definitely not be able to drink pear soup after drinking pig lung soup.

"I drink it myself." Jiang Jianshe said, "Your third grandfather's appetite is better today than yesterday, and his cough frequency is much less. Last night your third grandfather kept coughing before going to bed, but I was worried. If It's not too late, I called Cheng Cheng again and he said that it's normal for the medicine not to work so quickly, and I'm going to take your third grandpa to the hospital again."

"Uncle Wu, I'll take out the soup first."

"Go ahead, I'll go out when the pear soup is ready." Jiang Jianshe nodded.

When Jiang Feng brought the soup to the living room, the two brothers Dong Shi and Dong Li were sitting on the sofa chatting with Jiang Weiming very cautiously. They couldn't let go of their hands and feet because of nervousness. They looked very stiff, and Ji Xia was staring at the stillness. TV screen in a daze.

Jiang Feng brought the pork lung soup to Jiang Weiming, and Jiang Weiming took a sip of the soup with a spoon. Even though the bland pork lung soup has no taste for him, he can still tell from his rich experience that this is a very good and excellent pork lung soup.

"The heat is well controlled, as expected of a disciple taught by Master Huang." Jiang Weiming praised.

"Third Grandpa, do you know Master Huang?" Jiang Feng was very surprised.

"I don't know each other, but I've heard of it. When I was still in the state-run hotel, I heard a foreign guest mention that there is a pair of powerful senior brothers in Gusu. The senior brother's surname is Huang who is good at Subang cuisine, and the younger brother's surname is Zheng who is good at Baian dim sum. Just now When I heard the two Xiaodongs talk about it, I remembered that the Master Huang I knew should be their master." Jiang Weiming explained.

Because of the inconvenient transportation and staying in Sichuan all year round, Jiang Weiming rarely saw non-local chefs, and most of the news was heard.

For chefs elsewhere, Jiang Weiming is a legend in itself. Most of the older chefs knew that there was a master chef in Sichuan who was not inferior to Grandpa Wu Minqi in the early years, but very few people have met them.

With a single age, Jiang Weiming can definitely be regarded as a senior in the entire culinary world.

"Master Jiang, you are so powerful, you actually know our master." Dong Shi praised.

"Huh? What happened to Master Zheng?" Jiang Weiming asked.

"Our uncle has never been well-known." Dong Li took the initiative to explain, "In the early years, my uncle worked in a state-owned restaurant like my master. Later, my master opened a restaurant by himself, but my uncle no longer engaged in cooking. Go to other business."

Jiang Weiming frowned: "Then your uncle's craftsmanship."

"It has been passed on to his son. His son seems to have opened his own snack shop. These years, the master and the uncle have no contact. They usually meet each other during the Chinese New Year." Dong Li said.

Hearing what Dong Li said, Jiang Feng suddenly thought of someone.

"What's the name of your uncle's son?" Jiang Feng asked.

Dong Li was taken aback, thought for a while, and was a little uncertain: "It seems to be...Zheng...Zheng Si...Si..."

"Is it Zheng Siyuan?"

"It seems to be called this." Dong Li nodded.

Jiang Feng couldn't help but support his forehead. How could Ling Guangzhao be so well informed? He could find out such famous teachers and apprentices who were hiding in the market.

The Baian master in Babaozhai is Zheng Siyuan.

The pearl is cast in the dark!

"Does your master have any other brothers?" Jiang Feng asked.

Dong Shi and Dong Li shook their heads together, not understanding why Jiang Feng asked this.

"If you have time, you can make an appointment with Master Zheng to exchange feelings. He is also working in Beiping and he is in Babaozhai. By the way, I will pull you into the group, and you can chat in the group."

Jiang Weiming realized after listening for a while: "Is it the master Baian who made mooncakes before?"

"That's the one." Jiang Feng nodded.

Jiang Weiming didn't have any other thoughts, he was just happy that Dong Shi and Dong Li met brothers from the same family in Beiping: "It's really a fate."

Dong Shi and Dong Li were still a little confused.

Jiang Feng and the others chatted with Jiang Weiming for a while. Ji Xia was called by Jiang Jianshe to drink a bowl of mediocre pear soup, and left when he saw that it was almost time.

After leaving, Ji Xia never forgot that Jiang Feng promised her roasted sweet potatoes and fried chicken tenders. The uncle who sold sweet potatoes stood firm at the gate of the community against the cold wind as always, letting the smell of roasted sweet potatoes from the north blow over the entire street, making everyone A passer-by couldn't help but take a deep breath and walk towards him recklessly.

Like every uncle who sells sweet potatoes, this uncle who sells sweet potatoes has a simple and honest smile on his face.

As soon as he saw someone coming, the sweet potato seller smiled and said: "Hey, I came here very early today."

Ji Xia's smile froze on his face.

Among the four people present, the two brothers Dong Shi and Dong Li had just arrived in Beiping and hadn't even settled on a place to live. Jiang Feng must not have said to him that he only bought sweet potatoes once a week at most.

Jiang Feng looked at Ji Xia.

Ji Xia took a step back guiltily.

"It's early?"

"Master, I just...I just ate for a few days, really, only for a few days!" Ji Xia quickly explained.

Although Ji Xia didn't have to go to Li's house to cook pig food for Da Hua every day because her hands were cold, Jiang Feng would give Ji Xia some whole money every dinner time to buy the snacks Comrade Wang Xiulian wanted to eat or the milk tea Wu Minqi wanted to drink. This is the source of Ji Xia's fixed pocket money, and the rest of the money is her pocket money.

It's just that Jiang Feng didn't expect that Ji Xia, who bought 99.67 yuan oranges for a hundred yuan, would now secretly eat roasted sweet potatoes behind their backs.

No wonder she was clearly forbidden to eat snacks during this time, but Ji Xia was not thin but plump. Jiang Feng always thought that it was because she ate a lot in winter that she tended to gain weight.

"Boss, take a small one." Jiang Feng began to scan the QR code to pay, then turned to Ji Xia and said, "The fried chicken has become too hot lately and can cause sore throat. Don't eat the fried chicken tenders, but eat a small roasted one." Sweet potatoes will do."

Ji Xia: ヾ(??Д??)?"

Seeing Ji Xia's expression on the side, Dong Li couldn't help thinking about it, and in the end he held back and maintained his aloof personality. Dong Li turned his head to look at his younger brother, and found that Dong Shi was staring intently at the roasted sweet potatoes on the table, apparently thinking about which one to buy.

"Hurry up if you want to buy it." Dong Li whispered.

Dong Shi pointed to the biggest one and said, "Boss, I want this."

"The big ones are not tasty, and the middle ones are not sweet." Ji Xia reminded in a low voice.

Dong Shi quickly changed his words: "Boss, it's not this one, bring me this and this, and two small ones."

As the wind blows, the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes intensifies.

It seems that just by smelling it, you can imagine how delicious the orange-red soft and sweet sweet potato meat is after peeling off the black outer skin of the roasted sweet potato.

Warm in the palm of the hand, fragrant in the tip of the nose, sweet in the heart.

Xia Ji: QAQ

She also wants to eat two.