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Chapter 266 The Tragic Experience of a Mahjong Rookie

"Eight barrels."

"bump!"

With a beaming smile, Yun Xiangrong took the eight cylinders that Yan Zi had punched out in front of him, then took out a seven-tick cylinder and typed it out.

Li Lan touched a card and complained, "Yanyan, why don't you play two cards for Mom and Aunt Mei."

Yan Zi looked at his mother speechlessly, your eyesight is 1.5 and you don't have presbyopia, the second, fourth and fifth tubes in front of you.And the three tubes, six tubes, and seven tubes in front of Aunt Mei, didn't they all call you to touch them?

I don't want the tube, but the tube always comes, what should I do if I don't play it?You can't be a flower pig, can you?I am also very helpless.

It was Yan Zi's turn to draw the cards again, but he hadn't looked at the cards yet, but he just felt the dense texture of the cards with his thumb, feeling helpless for a while.

"Nine barrels."

"bump!"

Yun Xiangrong pushed two nine tubes in front of him, and said with a smile: "Our family's big star is here to give away benefits."

Then several mothers laughed.

Yesterday Feng Jianguo decided that everyone would spend a new year together today, because it was too sunny during the day, and Mali Island was very small, and they had been to all the famous places on the island, so they asked Wang Defa to find a villa.

In order not to be assigned to Dongji Island, Wang Defa did his best. The villa he found overnight not only had a good view of the sea, but also had complete facilities inside.

The Guoqu machine in the corner of the living room immediately attracted the attention of several women.You must know that Chen Mei is a frequent visitor to the mahjong parlor in the community when she is free, and Li Lan will be pulled over to make a table if she is free.

And Yun Xiangrong is from Shudu, there is a saying that when a plane passes over Shudu, the first thing you hear is the sound of mahjong.

Originally, Yan Zi was not very good at fighting, but Feng Xiaoyun resolutely refused to participate in the scene where Sanniang was teaching her son, so in the end, she had to go on the scalp. Anyway, during the Chinese New Year, it is appropriate to give some benefits to the mothers.

In the end, Yan Zi fired three cannons by himself and ended the battle tragically.

While shuffling the cards, Li Lan looked at the kitchen worriedly: "Are the elders all right? Can we have lunch today?"

Yan Yuming's weight in the kitchen is clear to her. She works on the train for a long time, so she can just go to the dining car for meals. When she goes home or goes back to the station occasionally, she cooks by herself, and Yan Yuming does other things.

So when he goes to the kitchen, he can make tomato scrambled eggs, tomato and egg soup, etc.

"Don't worry," Yun Xiangrong comforted, "Feng Xiaoyun and Lao Feng are both good at cooking, both of them love to eat and ponder, so there's no problem."

"Old Feng manages so many companies, and still has this skill?" Chen Mei thought that his family, Ma Xiangdong, would be the main force in the kitchen today, but Ma Xiangdong's home cooking is not a big problem.

But seeing what Yun Xiangrong said now, Feng Jianguo's craftsmanship should be quite good, so they couldn't help but be a little surprised. When they thought about coming to Feng Jianguo, he was usually the kind who was so busy flying into the sky that his feet couldn't even touch the ground, but they only found out after getting in touch with him. It doesn't seem to be the case.

"He wants to make more money than other people, but he is really lazy, and he always says that the world can develop because lazy people want to be lazy. So he always tries his best to reduce his The workload has become more and more idle in the past two years." For her husband, Yun Xiangrong still admires her.

"Well, Feng Xiaoyun said the same thing." Yan Zi said: "Last time he explained to me that the family has money, not because they work harder than others now, but because they have a good foundation."

Feng Xiaoyun's original words at the time were: If ordinary people earn 1 yuan, they may need to work hard for a month or two.A star like Yan Zi only needs an hour of sales profit from the songs on the platform, and his own words are just a blink of an eye.

"That's why we need to take on more social responsibilities." Yun Xiangrong patted Yan Zi's hand: "Mom likes you the most is your kindness. I am very satisfied with many things you did before, so if you I am tired in front of the stage and don't want to sing or act anymore, my mother hopes that you can take over the Xiangrong Fund and help more people in need."

Yan Zi was a little moved, nodded and was about to agree, when Yun Xiangrong took away the four notes she typed just now.

"Four cards, all of which are the best with bars, give me money, give me money, Yan Yan!"

Yan Zi "..."

And in the kitchen on the other side, the scene was similar to what the mothers outside expected. Chef Feng Jianguo was in charge of making hard dishes, and Feng Xiaoyun was the sous chef making some side dishes.

Since there were only two stoves, Ma Xiangxi, who was a decent knifeman, was in charge of cutting vegetables, while Yan Yuming, a rookie in the kitchen, could only squat aside and do some work of peeling garlic and picking onions.

"Put the fish here," Ma Xiangxi put the cut fish on the side of the stove, then looked into the pot and asked, "Brother Feng, what are you planning to do?"

"Pickled fish, my specialty!" Feng Jianguo said proudly: "I went to the Huaguo Supermarket here early this morning, and I didn't expect that their store was opened by people from Shudu. If it’s for sale, I’ll ask him to give it to me.”

"Although they are all sour dishes, my pickled fish is definitely not worse than the Tom Yum Kung soup we ate yesterday."

Yesterday they ate at a well-known Malian restaurant at noon. At that time, everyone was full of praise for the Tom Yum Kung Soup. Feng Jianguo was thinking about when he would show them his specialty pickled fish, but he did not expect the opportunity today Here we go.

"What is Xiaoyun doing here? Isn't it very spicy?" Yan Yuming brought over the garlic and asked Feng Xiaoyun looking at the red oil bubbling from the pot.

They finally tasted the ghost pepper roast chicken yesterday, it was really spicy and they couldn't stand it, so now they still have lingering fears when they see the red oil boiling in Feng Xiaoyun's pot.

"Don't worry, Dad, this is fried bean paste. It looks bright red, but the taste is only slightly spicy. I'm frying twice-cooked pork."

Oh, Yan Yuming still knows about the twice-cooked meat, but he really hasn’t seen others cook it. At this time, he has nothing to do with himself, so he stood aside with great interest and watched his son-in-law and in-laws cook.

I have to say that Feng Jianguo's cooking is tepid and looks ordinary.

But Feng Xiaoyun's side is different, just with that hand shaking the pot, with a flick of the wrist, the vegetables in the pot fly along the bottom of the pot and along the edge of the pot into the air in a beautiful arc, and then fall down together.

At the same time, because the hot oil in the pot came into contact with the open flame, yellow flames rose from the whole pot, which stunned the two onlookers.

With the joint efforts of the four elders, the meal was finally served on time at twelve noon.

A few warriors returning from the battle at the mahjong table looked at the pickled fish, mapo tofu, twice-cooked pork with green pepper and garlic sprouts, braised pork with potatoes, shredded fish-flavored pork, eggplant with peppers, Kung Pao chicken, and a large bowl of stick bone miscellaneous grain soup , nodded in satisfaction.

"Old Yan, which of these dishes did you cook?" Li Lan asked with a smile.

"All..." Yan Yuming said confidently, "I'm all involved!"

(End of this chapter)