Life is a Game

New Year's Eve dinner refers to the dinner on New Year's Eve of the lunar calendar. It means family reunion to celebrate the New Year. It is usually accompanied by various celebrations such as keeping the year old and giving out lucky money.

A few years ago, when Jiang Feng didn't have to go into the kitchen to help the old man, the time before the New Year's Eve dinner was basically spent in the room to pass the time. Most of the Jiang family spent New Year's Eve like this.

It can be said that for everyone in the Jiang family, New Year's Eve is only alive when the New Year's Eve dinner is served. The time before dinner is a pale, tasteless black and white engraving. Everyone has nothing to do and waits for dinner. They can neither enter the kitchen nor eat anything else. They can only wait for the last and most exciting time of the year on an empty stomach.

But this is the New Year's Eve dinner in previous years.

As the saying goes, the ass determines the head. When Jiang Feng was still a contestant with a ticket, he thought all this was reasonable, but when he became a referee with a whistle, his feelings were completely different.

When Jiang Feng was working, he even had a feeling that my grandfather and I were working so hard in the kitchen, but you were idly waiting outside to eat. It's really...

It was so cool.

This feeling of holding the power of eating for the whole family is really cool!

Jiang Feng was secretly delighted as he minced the mutton that had picked out the blood vessels in the meat and the lymph on the skin.

At this moment, he deeply understood why the old man never allowed everyone to enter the kitchen on New Year's Eve, and would be scolded for burning their heads outside the kitchen.

This kind of menu and recipes for the whole family are all in my hands. You have to eat what I do, and you have to praise what I do. Everyone is planning every step of the way, making plans, planning strategies, besieging Wei and saving Zhao, building plank roads, and secretly keeping Chencang in order to figure out the chef's mind. This kind of monopoly, power, and monarchy is so cool!

Although Jiang Feng is still just a grandson who cuts mutton, he has already felt the heat of the throne.

"Xiaofeng, check to see if the meat in the pot is ready, and copy it out when it's ready." The old man said.

"Okay grandpa." Mrs. Jiang put down the kitchen knife to look into the pot.

The final product of Morshak is 16 soup dishes with haggis as the main ingredient, but each dish is cooked in a different way. Among them, just the enema that the old man led Jiang Feng to make last night had to make 5 or 6 dishes, including frying, frying and steaming, but the final product was just a dish with soup.

Jiang Feng's task in the morning, apart from keeping an eye on the mutton soup in the pot, is to assist the old man in making Morshack together, helping him with slicing, marinating, and wrapping.

The first thing Jiang Feng did when he came to the kitchen this morning was to stew mutton soup. The mutton soup didn't need to add too much condiment, just chop the mutton bones and add a little salt and other simple seasonings. For the first hour in the kitchen, Jiang Feng was basically watching the froth on the side of the mutton soup. After making sure that there was no problem with the mutton soup, he went to help the old man dispose of the haggis used to make Moersek.

The heart, liver, spleen, lung, and kidney of sheep, which are usually ignored by people, become refined after passing through the hands of the old man. Sliced, shredded, diced, diced, supplemented with vegetables and mutton soup, the original soup turns into raw food . These lamb haggis are served separately in trays, and the trays are manipulated into shapes. The trays get rid of everyone's inherent fishy and stinky impression of their offal, and begin to move closer to the word delicious.

During those years when the old man was a state-owned chef, he undertook many banquets, especially after Grandma Jiang gave birth to five fat boys for him. Under the burden of raising his son, the old man had to start taking on foreign jobs. Therefore, he has more control over the serving time than ordinary people.

Although there were many dishes and tools, the old man was orderly one after another, not only able to accurately arrange his own time, but also Jiang Feng's time, obviously with a well-thought-out plan.

The whole morning, Jiang Feng and the old man were dealing with sheep.

When it was close to noon, the old man who had been busy all morning finally stopped and beat his back a little tiredly. He did not forget to tell Jiang Feng, "Xiao Feng, go and see how the mutton soup in the pot is doing?"

Jiang Feng obediently looked at the mutton soup in the pot.

Cooking mutton soup is not like cooking ordinary pork rib soup. Cooking mutton soup is a technical job.

Even if only mutton, mutton bones and mutton haggis are put in when a skilled chef cooks mutton soup, he can cook a pot of high-quality, cheap and delicious dishes. If the technology is not good, for example, Chen Xiuxiu's best friend Pan Ling, whether the mutton soup she makes is poison or a biochemical weapon is only a matter of her thoughts.

Jiang Feng lifted the lid of the pot, and the mutton soup in the pot had begun to turn white, and smelled carefully, there was still some mutton smell.

Jiang Feng couldn't cook mutton soup that didn't have any smell at all, but there were ways to eat mutton soup that had a smell, and there were ways to eat a food that didn't have a smell. Some people hate the smell of mutton, and some people think that if it does not have mutton, it is not a good sheep.

As the saying goes, radishes and cabbages have their own preferences, but at Jiang’s, you have to eat whatever the chef does, regardless of whether you love radishes or cabbage.

If you want to make the soup white, you need to add milk or bones.

Jiang Feng stirred the mutton soup in the pot with a spoon, and scooped up any froth floating on the surface.

"Grandpa, the mutton soup has started to turn white," Jiang Feng said.

The old man nodded: "It should be almost the end of the night, have you chopped the mutton stuffing?"

"It's finished, I don't have enough scallions at home, so I made two kinds of dumpling fillings, one is scallion mutton filling, and the other is radish mutton filling."

The old man left the kitchen first: "Go, go out and rest for a while, ask your father and your uncle to make a face-to-face meeting, and let your grandma lead them to make dumplings in the living room in the afternoon."

"Good grandpa!" Jiang Feng went out to deliver the order.

Because Jiang Junlian and Jiang Junqing didn't have the pressure to go to school this year, they naturally didn't study hard, and several cousins ​​including Jiang Feng didn't have to be caught by the two heavyweight cousins ​​to tutor them in their homework. Therefore, this year, everyone did not flee around and stay in the room, but gathered in the living room to play with mobile phones, watch TV, and brag.

This kind of group behavior greatly facilitated Jiang Feng who announced the decree. He didn't need to notify one by one, just said it once.

Jiang Jiankang and Jiang Jianguo, who were sitting in the living room bragging face to face, didn't have much reaction after they stopped.

On the contrary, Jiang Shoucheng, who has always been known for being cunning and cunning, smelled something unusual after listening to the old man's orders.

In the past, Jiang's family gathered to make dumplings on the first and second day of junior high school, but it was a first for them to start making dumplings on the 30th day of the new year.

Jiang Shoucheng silently put down his phone, and asked tentatively, "Little brother, why are you making dumplings so early this year?"

"Grandpa said that there are no hard dishes for this year's New Year's Eve dinner for fear that everyone will not be full, so I made some mutton dumplings. If you are not full, you can cook the dumplings and pour mutton soup." Jiang Feng explained, "Grandma Li and the others specially sent them to our family yesterday. Pork, Grandpa means to send a bowl to their family after the dumplings are cooked tonight, and the dumplings are delicious when they are hot and fresh."

without! Varied! what! hard! vegetable!

All the Jiang family members except Grandma Jiang couldn't help but tremble, and Jiang Jiankang and Jiang Jianguo stopped unconsciously.

All the princes and grandsons of the Jiang family showed their full acting skills at this moment. Even Jiang Ran, who was disliked by everyone because of his acting skills last year, performed super-level and controlled the expressions on his face.

"The mutton dumplings are good. The mutton dumplings are delicious. Brother, what are you going to cook tonight?" Jiang Shoucheng asked calmly, although he was flustered.

Want to talk to me?

Want to cheat on Wendou tonight?

Jiang Feng was keenly aware of Jiang Shoucheng's real intentions, and after glancing at him, he didn't feel like he was trying to cheat. If you want to cheat, there is no need to ask this question so frankly in public.

Jiang Feng was a little hesitant for a while, not knowing what Jiang Shoucheng's real intention was, so he could only say vaguely: "As for the whole sheep banquet that grandpa said, the mutton dishes are the main dishes."

"Is there any special dish?" Jiang Shoucheng probed a little more blatantly.

"Isn't the big dish just like the old ones? Elbows and the like. There's not enough pork this year. Grandpa said that we won't make preserved vegetables and braised pork." Jiang Feng said, seeing that Jiang Shoucheng was still looking straight at him, he could only make two mistakes Options, "Also, mutton dishes are troublesome to cook, and I'm not very good at it, so I can only let my grandfather do it alone. There are definitely no such dishes as roast lamb chops and roast leg of lamb."

Jiang Feng was afraid that if he stayed in the living room, Jiang Shoucheng would make more words out of him, so he slipped back to the room after saying "I'm going to sleep for half an hour."

Everyone in the Jiang family was left in a panic in the living room.

"What to do, what to do, brother said that this year's Chinese New Year doesn't even have roasted lamb chops or roasted leg of lamb!" So anxious.

Also, for Jiang Junlian, failing the math test is not something to worry about.

After all, she is still in the high school stage where she does not need to make up exams or retake exams.

"Brother De blames you. You have to buy sheep. Lamb is so difficult to cook. It's not like you don't know how old grandpa is, and you make him work so hard. How can grandpa cook so many dishes by himself? Little brother doesn't know how to cook." Can cook mutton dishes." Jiang Shoucheng took the lead in throwing the pot away.

"Yeah, it's true that you didn't think about Dede. Before buying sheep, you didn't think about whether grandpa was old enough to do it. You didn't think about grandpa's health at all." Jiang Jianguo echoed, from his words There is no father-son relationship at all.

"Dede, you're such an old man, you're about to marry a wife. Your father is two years old when you are your age. You should think about the consequences before doing anything in the future." Jiang Jianshe said earnestly.

Jiang Zaide:? ? ?

He just slowed down the speed of throwing the blame, why did the blame all fall on his head?

"Okay, isn't it just that there is no roast lamb chops and roast lamb legs? Jianguo, Jiankang, you two hurry up and knead the dough. There are so many of us waiting for you to knead the bread and dumplings." Grandma Jiang said, smiling. She grabbed a handful of melon seeds and stuffed them into Jiang Junlian's hands, "Junlian, don't worry, when will your grandpa let you go hungry?"

"Didn't Xiaofeng say it all? This year, there is a whole lamb banquet. Who stipulates that there must be roast lamb chops and roast lamb legs at the whole lamb banquet. If there are more good things, you will know these two pieces of meat every day." .Isn’t it just to eat two bites of pork, look at the two of you who are worthless.” Grandma Jiang looked at her sons and grandchildren with a look of disgust, and finally gave her eldest daughter-in-law a look of approval, “It’s like The eldest daughter-in-law learn a little bit."

"Xiaofeng is the same child. He doesn't keep his mouth tight and says everything out. Junlian, didn't you just say that you wanted to show grandma the composition you wrote for the final exam? Come on, show grandma the test paper, let grandma read it." Let's see how our Junlian's composition is written." Grandma Jiang quelled a meaningless commotion with a few words.