Life is a Game

Jiang Chengde was busy for a long time.

Jiang Feng has been circling around Jiang Chengde and the crowd queuing at the back door, watching the crowd gradually shrinking, watching every boy who got the food spread his legs and run wildly in the cold wind, watching Jiang Chengde act like a Like a robot, he cooks one dish after another as tirelessly as a robot.

It was late when the last dish was done.

There is no such thing as Jiang Feng not being able to see the time, but looking at the moonlight outside and the gradually quiet air, as well as the increasingly deserted and empty kitchen, and the gradually leaving helpers and crowds, he can tell that it is indeed getting late.

Now there are only 7 people left in the kitchen.

Even Master Chen has already returned home from work, and Jiang Chengde is the only master who is still working.

He was making the dumpling wrapped in egg liquid that Jiang Feng first saw.

This dish seems to be very popular. Jiang Chengde cooks it most frequently, basically every two or three dishes, and sometimes even cooks consecutively.

Thicken up.

"Weize, Wei Jin, Wei Ming clean the kitchen and get ready to go home." Jiang Chengde started cooking the dishes. .

Jiang Weiming, who had been in charge of lighting the fire, moved, and so did the young man who was in charge of cutting Jiang Chengde and the meat-cutter. It was only then that Jiang Feng noticed that the two of them looked alike, and they were indeed brothers, but they couldn't tell which one was bigger, and which one was the eldest grandpa and which was the second grandpa.

Jiang Chengde is the chef, and he is a chef with rows of noodles on the top. Naturally, he does not need to do small things like cleaning the kitchen. He is indeed tired after cooking for so long. After he stopped, he took the hot tea handed over by his son. While drinking tea, let the boy in charge of massage massage him to relax.

"Master Jiang has really worked hard for you. Go back early. It is estimated that your sister and your remaining sons will be waiting for you at home for the New Year's Eve dinner when you are 30 this year." Master Hu walked in from the outside and saw Jiang Chengde He was drinking tea to relax, and smiled quickly.

"What time is it?" Jiang Chengde asked.

"I can't say exactly what time it is, but Hai Shi (nine o'clock in the evening) must have passed." Mr. Hu said.

Jiang Chengde frowned, it was not too early.

"Go back quickly, let Wei Ze, Wei Jin, and Wei Ming go back together, and leave the cleaning to the six sons." Master Hu said, "If I remember correctly, Huiqin will be ready in ten days or so." You are going to get married. Today is the last New Year’s Eve dinner for you brothers and sisters. Hurry up and go back and have a good reunion. It will be difficult for Huiqin to come back to have a meal when she gets married and becomes the young mistress of the Li family. Li My wife is strict, I'm afraid Huiqin can't come to the back kitchen from time to time like before."

Jiang Chengde was moved, and his brows stretched into a smile: "It's fine not to come, it's not good for her little girl to always come to this smoky place, it will hurt her face and skin."

"I didn't expect you to understand this." Master Hu said cheerfully.

"Then I'll leave first, and I'll leave things here to you." Jiang Chengde signaled with his eyes that the three sons could go home for dinner without having to work.

"Father, you haven't taken the food from the stove yet!" Jiang Weiming reminded.

"Oh, yes, I was too busy tonight and forgot about it." Jiang Chengde suddenly realized that he walked quickly to the stove and lifted the lid. Inside was a dish of willow-leaf jelly in a clear soup, but the appearance was not very good. The stove was kept warm for too long and it was stuffy like this.

Looking at the obviously changed clear soup, willow-leaf jellyfish, Jiang Chengde's face flashed with annoyance: "It's all my fault, I forgot."

Mr. Hu went up to take a look, and recognized that it was willow-leaf jelly in clear soup, and said with a smile: "Master Jiang, you must have made this dish in the afternoon and wanted to save it to take home for last night's dinner. Next Next time, if you want to cook ahead of time, you don’t need to be bored in this stove, just tell me, I’ll get you a special thing to put warm water under it, it can be stored for a long time without changing its appearance.”

Jiang Weiming quickly took out the clear soup, willow-leaf jellyfish, and put it into a food box. He was about to leave the back kitchen with Jiang Chengde with the food box in hand.

Before he reached the door, he bumped into Boss Lu who was smiling and carrying a big food box.

Compared with Boss Lu, who had a normal body and looked like a shrewd businessman in my memory last time, Boss Lu at this time is obviously middle-aged and fat, and looks a lot richer, and the smiling face is very kind, just like It is like a Maitreya Buddha.

Boss Lu wrapped himself up tightly in a mink fur jacket, a jade pendant with a very clear water color was hung on his waist, and he even wore gloves sewn with some kind of leather on his hands. Expensive, obviously making a lot of money over the years.

If you take a closer look, you can see that this big food box is also a precious thing. Not only does it look good in color, but it also has fine carvings on it. Unlike the food box, it looks like something that should be exhibited in a museum. artwork.

"Boss Lu." Jiang Chengde nodded slightly from Boss Lu.

"Chengde is done with work." Boss Lu smiled, with a very gentle tone, like an elder who is generous with his relatives.

"It's really hard work for you today. I can't go home early to reunite with my family because of the Chinese New Year, and I have to trouble you to cook in the back kitchen."

"It should be, I am a cook, this is my job." Jiang Chengde said.

"Huiqin is going to get married in a few days, right? As an elder, I don't have anything to give. I got a pair of jade bracelets with a pretty good water head a while ago, so let's give it to Huiqin as a dowry. Oh, yes, I I heard that the young master of the Li family seems to be going to university and wants to study abroad, right? Then he must like those Western gadgets. I got a lot of rare and good gadgets a while ago, and I will send them to your home in a few days , don't let the Li family take it lightly."

Hearing what Boss Lu said about Jiang Chengde's original serious face softened a little: "Thank you, Boss Lu, the dowry I prepared for Huiqin should be sufficient, and I'm sure the Li family won't take it lightly."

"By the way, what I told you last time..." Boss Lu changed his expression.

"Don't worry, I know what you are worried about. You have helped our family a lot these years. Even if my father is dead, I still owe you a debt. I will not go to the palace, and I will not go to Yongheju and Shunhe Building." I won’t go, I’m the cook of Taifeng Mansion, I won’t go anywhere.”

"That's good, that's good." Boss Lu's smile suddenly became brighter, and he glanced at the food box in his hand as if thinking of something, and quickly lifted the food box to Jiang Chengde, "You have many children. , I have been busy all night, I think I don’t have time to cook the New Year’s Eve dinner at home. It’s a quarter of a hour now, if I go back to cook the New Year’s Eve dinner, it will be too late. I asked someone to go to Yongheju to pack yellow braised shark’s fin for you, two-color Shrimp and Wanfu meat. Master Tan heard that it was specially cooked for you, and it should be still warm now. Take it back and let Huiqin warm it up. Go back early, don’t delay the New Year’s Eve dinner.”

Jiang Chengde took the food box and smiled from Boss Lu: "You have a heart, happy new year."

Boss Lu showed an extremely sincere smile: "Happy New Year!"

Jiang Chengde walked out carrying the food box, and the three sons quickly followed. As soon as he went out, one of them, Jiang Feng, couldn't tell whether it was Jiang Weize or Jiang Weijin, so he took the food box from Jiang Chengde's hand.

Not only took the food box, but also asked a question.

"Father, why didn't you change restaurants? Didn't the palace say they would pay three times the salary to recruit you?"

Jiang Chengde glanced at his son: "We are cooks, but not private cooks kept by the palace."

"Then why don't you go to Yonghe Residence? I remember that you have a good relationship with Master Tan, and the salary of Yonghe Residence is also high."

"Weize." Jiang Chengde stopped suddenly, turned his head and pointed to the plaque at the entrance of Taifeng Building, Jiang Feng noticed that they had walked around from the back door to the front door unknowingly.

But it was so dark now that Jiang Feng didn't see the plaque clearly when he looked closely, let alone Jiang Weize, who probably didn't see anything.

"Did you see that plaque?" Jiang Chengde said.

"No." He knew that he was an honest child.

Jiang Chengde: ...

"It doesn't matter if you don't see it, but you have to remember that this plaque belongs to our family and will return to our house one day. The wages offered by other restaurants are high, but once you leave, this plaque will never be possible again." came back."

"Wei Jin and Wei Ming, you two should also remember that one day, you will get this plaque back."

The three and a half children all raised their heads and looked up, looking at the plaque that they couldn't see at all, and didn't know where to look, and stayed silent.

Jiang Feng was also looking up.

Although he knew that Jiang Chengde was destined not to hear what he said, he still said it.

"It's back."

"Let's go, don't make your aunt Huiqin wait at home, it's getting late, if I go back later, I'm afraid even I will be scolded by her." Jiang Chengde said, with a smile in his tone, hurry up Walk down the dark path ahead.

The three stunned sons who were still looking up and trying to find where the plaque was, quickly recovered and followed quickly.

Jiang Feng was only two steps slower, and the figures of the three gradually disappeared into the darkness, like the end of an old movie, drifting away.

Just as Jiang Feng hurriedly walked forward to look for three vague figures in the darkness, he heard Jiang Weiming's cheerful words.

"Brother, do you think Aunt Huiqin has already made the dumplings? I'm so tired from burning firewood all day, I don't want to make dumplings when I go back."

"What are you thinking about? I didn't feel tired after cutting vegetables for a whole day, but you feel tired after burning firewood for a day. You still want to go back and not make dumplings. If you don't make dumplings at the age of 30, who will make them? You still want Wei Guo to make dumplings." No?"

"That can't be done." Jiang Weiming raised his voice quickly, "Weiguo likes to eat his hands. Don't wrap the stuffing in it and wrap all the saliva in it. I won't eat his dumplings."

"How dare you despise Wei Guo for eating hands. When you were young, you not only ate hands, but you also had a runny nose. Do you know how many times I wiped your nose." Jiang Weijin laughed.

"Second brother, you are talking nonsense. You are only one year older than me. When I had a runny nose, you must have had a runny nose. If I had to wipe it, it would be my eldest brother's. It's your turn." Jiang Weiming was a little annoyed, and his voice became louder.

"Yes, yes, I wiped your snot when you were a child." Jiang Weize couldn't stop the smile in his voice.

"Father, elder brother and second elder brother bullied me again!" Jiang Weiming could only sue if he couldn't do it.

"Okay, why don't you say that your nose is not snot, and you still have food in your hand." Jiang Chengde also smiled, "But Wei Ming, you liked to drool when you were young. Every time you eat breakfast, your mother Feeding you a mouthful of porridge requires wiping your saliva twice."

"father!"

There was laughter.

These laughter are like rows of bright and warm lanterns, illuminating the dark and long road ahead.