Life is a Game

Angrily, Pan Ling went to find the owner of the vegetable stall, and brought back another bigger radish that was also a bit brawny.

Jiang Feng: ...

Yo, this boss is interesting, it's really rare to see someone so persistent. Jiang Feng asked Pan Ling to take him to the vegetable stand, and they went to find the boss together.

"Little girl, why are you back again? You said the radish is not fresh. Didn't I give you a bigger one and didn't overcharge you? Didn't you agree just now?" The stall owner was a man in his forties or fifties. The middle-aged uncle was playing sand sculpture videos on his mobile phone, and he was a little impatient to see Pan Ling come back.

Jiang Feng saw that he was a newcomer, and he had never seen him before, and said, "Boss, you are a little unkind this time. You cheated others once and were found cheating others a second time."

"What are you talking about, young man?" The boss stood up, trying to scare Jiang Feng with his mere 180 catties weight.

Who is Jiang Feng? The 180-pound strong man didn't pay attention at all. He took out the radish and put it on the stall: "This radish is also bran. Let's see what to do."

The boss doesn't speak.

"Either refund the money, or change one. My classmate doesn't understand that she was cheated. If she bought it and brought it home, she would have to admit it. But if you did such an unkind thing, you would have to admit it if you were found out on the spot." Jiang Feng said.

"It's okay, if you're not satisfied, you're not satisfied. You're just talking nonsense here. You've accumulated some virtues at a young age. You have to change yourself." The boss roared impatiently, "Don't give me the third place again. This time, bully me for being good-tempered, aren't you!"

Pan Ling was out of breath, but Jiang Feng stopped him when he wanted to argue with the boss.

They had originally exchanged the radish back, so there was no need to quarrel over such a trivial matter.

Jiang Feng picked among the few dozen radishes on the stall, and only two were good radishes, and the rest were more or less a bit brawny. The vegetable stall was sentenced to death.

There is no door to sell braised diamonds, and they want to take on the deceitful porcelain work. This dish will not last long.

After changing the radishes, Jiang Feng went to the butcher stall to buy meat.

He has bought carrots before, if he sees that the green peppers on the stall next to him are good, he buys a few more green peppers, and now he is going to the meat stall to cut two taels of tenderloin and go back to make fried pork with green peppers and stir-fried carrots , The three of them are happy to eat hot pot together.

After visiting several meat stalls, either the lean tenderloin was sold out, or the cut of the meat was really bad. Jiang Feng had no choice but to buy a piece of pork belly back.

Chen Xiuxiu likes to eat chili fried pork fried with pork belly. In her words, it is fat and thin, and it is particularly exciting when chewed with spicy flavor.

Both of them finished shopping, and walked from the vegetable stall to the meat stall, and Chen Xiuxiu was still picking meatballs from the freezer.

"Pan Pan, you are finally here. Do you think we should buy mushroom tribute balls? Or pissing beef balls? There are also crab sticks, fish steaks, and purple potato balls. Do you think I can buy them? This Do you buy mutton for 48 yuan a box, or 58 yuan a box?" Pan Ling leaned up behind Chen Xiuxiu and poked her, but Chen Xiuxiu didn't look back, and was still looking at the meatballs in the freezer.

"I advise you not to buy their pissing beef balls." Jiang Feng said, the mushroom tribute balls are packaged in bags, the brand is quite big, and the taste should not be bad, but the pissing beef balls seem to be made by the store itself, Jiang Feng It seems that the level of the store is not good.

Chen Xiuxiu turned her head and saw that Jiang Feng had also brought a few bags of vegetables: "Didn't you go to the countryside, and your uncle and aunt are back?"

"I'm the only one back. Let's eat together tonight. Come to my house and I'll cook two more dishes." Jiang Feng leaned over to look at the meatballs in the freezer. They were all the same. They were all frozen and not very fresh. "These meatballs are all the same. , you can pick a few at random, their mutton 48 and 58 are the same, there is a shop in front, I know their store sells fresh mutton slices, let's go over and see if there is any more."

"Okay, you can choose." Chen Xiuxiu still believed in Jiang Feng's level of food selection.

Jiang Feng picked a few meatballs each, and led them to a corner shop to buy two boxes of mutton. The three of them went home with a few bags of vegetables.

Jiang Feng had stayed at home with Jiang Weimin for one night before, and they hadn't cleaned anything except the bedroom and the kitchen. There was a lot of dust on the ground after they left for more than ten days.

Jiang Feng went to the kitchen to handle the dishes, and Chen Xiuxiu and Pan Ling simply helped mop the floor.

After a busy meal, Jiang Feng finished frying two dishes, and the hot pot on the table was turned on. The bottom of the pot was a cheap hot pot base of 19 yuan and 9 packs. Basically, as long as it was cooked, the taste would be replaced by the previous ingredients. Take them away, so Chen Xiuxiu specially bought two packs, just in case.

The three of them ate hot pot together, watching the pot bubbling, the atmosphere was very good.

"Hey, why did you stir-fry pork belly today? Don't you always think it's fat?" Chen Xiuxiu was surprised when she saw the fried pork with chili.

"There's only pork belly," Jiang Feng said.

Chen Xiuxiu picked up a chopstick and tasted it.

[Ding, get 1 experience point. 】

Jiang Feng:? ? ?

"It's too fat, not as good as lean meat." Chen Xiuxiu frowned.

Jiang Feng: ...

Oh, fickle woman.

You didn't say that a few years ago.

"Fat? I think it should be okay. I just saw that Jiang Feng seems to have cut off a lot of fat. I'll try it." Pan Ling stretched out his chopsticks.

[Ding, get 377 experience points. 】

Jiang Feng:! ! !

The way he looked at Pan Ling suddenly changed.

She is not only Chen Xiuxiu's best friend, but also her superficial friend. Pan Ling is simply an angel, and she is the most generous person who gives experience points that Jiang Feng has ever met so far!

"It's delicious, it's super delicious! This is the best chili fried pork I've ever eaten!" Pan Ling said without thinking, "It's much more delicious than my mother's, and better than our school cafeteria. It's also delicious!"

"Jiang Feng, has this meat been fried?" Pan Ling asked curiously, "How did you do it? Teach me, is there any secret recipe? I'll go and talk to my mother, and my mother will make it." The food is terrible!"

"You think your mother's cooking is unpalatable, you cook it yourself, but your mother's cooking is really unpalatable." Chen Xiuxiu complained.

"She was actually fine a few years ago, but in the past few years, she read that messy article in WeChat every day, saying that cooking with too much salt and soy sauce is not good for her health. Every time she cooks with salt and soy sauce, I wish I could weigh a few grams with a scale first, the taste... hey!" Pan Ling sighed deeply, full of bitterness and tears.

"Jiang Feng has been a cook since elementary school. It's not like you don't know that their family owns a restaurant. Oh, by the way, you don't seem to have eaten at Jiang Feng's restaurant. Uncle Jiang's cooking is much better than his." Chen Xiuxiu Ruthlessly demolish Jiang Feng's old background.

Jiang Feng: ...

Please remove that excess.

"My mother doesn't let me eat outside, it's not clean, didn't you see that I usually eat in the cafeteria at night when I eat with you?" Pan Ling said with a bitter face, "She only travels for a few days a year, and I didn't even arrive at that time. Hurry up and eat fried chicken, how can you have time to eat at Jiang Feng's restaurant." Pan Ling said, grabbing another piece of meat.

[Ding, get 392 experience points. 】

Looking at Pan Lin, Jiang Feng felt as if there was a holy light shining on her body.

Chen Xiuxiu took a bite of the carrot.

[Ding, get 47 experience points. 】

"Your fried carrots are much better than during the summer vacation." Chen Xiuxiu said, "I remember the tomato scrambled eggs you cooked for me before I left. The salt almost killed me."

Jiang Feng: ...

I beg you to stop talking, and stop mentioning the dark history of the past.

"But why are you frying carrots and adding sugar?" Chen Xiuxiu asked.

Jiang Feng was stunned.

He did add sugar, but he probably sprinkled a dozen grains in, because at that time he was a little distracted, the sugar box and the salt box were placed next to each other, and he dug the sugar as salt, but he quickly reacted, and his hands Shake a little and shake a little into the pot.

Chen Xiuxiu actually ate it.

"You... think it's sweet?" Jiang Feng was startled.

"It's not very sweet, but I can taste the taste of white sugar. I just don't understand why you add sugar to stir-fried carrots? Is this practice popular in City A?" Chen Xiuxiu asked curiously.

Jiang Feng was really completely overwhelmed by her sense of taste.

It turned out that the legendary tongue really existed.

He knew that Chen Xiuxiu had a good tongue. She used to go to the roadside stall outside to eat, and she could tell whether the stall owner added MSG and how much MSG was added. She was definitely a roadside stall lightning rod.

But Jiang Feng did not expect that Chen Xiuxiu's tongue was so sensitive.

Jiang Feng really wanted to pat Chen Xiuxiu on the shoulder in the tone of an old man and say

What a shame you don't go to be a bloody cook!