Life is a Game

枫 Jiang Feng couldn't see the dishes displayed during the game update, but he intuitively told him that the hot dishes full of the table, except for the unknown soup at the table of the old man, is the best rice cooked with duck.

The duck is very fat, yellow, and there is a thin layer of oil on the skin. Jiang Feng guessed that it should be lard, which looks golden and shiny, and has an appetite.

The duck's spine was split open, and the belly was hollowed out, stuffed with torn duck meat, glutinous rice, shiitake mushrooms and winter bamboo shoots. Jiang Feng sandwiched the duck meat in chopsticks. The duck meat was stuffed into the belly of the duck and dipped in cooking wine, **** juice and cooked lard. The color was evenly brightened, and it was steamed with shiitake mushrooms and winter bamboo shoots for a long time. , Instead of being pressed by the flavor of mushrooms, the fresh bamboo shoots are attached.

Minjiang Feng chewed a few mouthfuls, his eyes were bright, not too slow, and he clamped a chopsticks. He also took a spoonful of glutinous rice and drank a happy fat house water.

Minjiang Zaide saw Jiang Feng eating ducks and asked casually, "Xiao Feng, how is the glutinous rice duck that Grandpa cooked today?"

"It's Jiangmi stuffed duck, it's okay." Jiang Feng said, tasted glutinous rice, "glutinous rice is very delicious."

Qiu Jiangfeng knew that his cousins ​​and cousins ​​were carnivores, and he certainly had no interest in glutinous rice.

Sure enough, Jiang Zaide lost his interest after listening to it, and continued to eat the few remaining prawns on the plate.

Before the Spring Festival Gala started, the elbows were empty, and the last soup had been poured into a bowl for cooking by the aunt who was motivated to lose weight.

I was also willing to eat white rice in the thirties, showing how firm my aunt is to lose weight.

Jiang Feng continued unhurried, scooping a spoonful of tofu, sandwiching a piece of duck meat, a piece of fish head, a piece of duck meat, a spoonful of glutinous rice, and a spoonful of glutinous rice, adding a small piece of stuffed bamboo shoots, a large piece duck.

江 Under Jiang Feng's strategy of attacking the west and secretly accommodating Chencang on the boardwalk, nobody at the table found that Jiangmi stuffed duck was actually the best dish on the table.

Qiujiang Qiuqing almost clipped a piece, before the chopsticks reached, Jiang Feng called her: "Yuqing, you have worked hard during this time, come and eat a fish-eye purpose."

I said Jiang Feng went to give Jiang Yanqing fish eyes.

Qiujiang Qing was interrupted by Jiang Feng and said, "Thank you brother."

For a moment I forgot what I just wanted to pinch.

"Grandpa's Mei Cai meat is good, the fat meat is rotten, not oily, and the plums are tender. If it is served with rice, come on. Let's clear, eat two more meat." Jiang Feng said at the opportunity.

"Mei Cai can keep Bibimbap for tomorrow." Jiang Yanqing was taken away by Jiang Feng and went to pickle Mei Cai.

Minjiang Zaide is a bit strange: "When did Xiaofeng care about Qingqing so much, didn't he hide from their two sisters these two days?"

Min Jiang Ran devoted himself to eating: "please don't be caught tomorrow to tutor your homework! Come, Lilian, you are also lucky to learn, come, eat a fish eye."

Minjiang Zaide: ...

Hehe, lick the dog.

"Come, 隽 清, 隽 莲 eat Sixi balls, this one is good, this soup is rich and delicious!" Jiang Zaide diligently spiced vegetables for the two cousins.

Uh ...

The Spring Festival Gala began, and Jiang Yanqing seemed very excited. Even when listening to the nonsense of the opening host, he kept saying: "The first song in the opening song was sung by my god, my god!"

Then a group of people began to sing the first song, and everyone did not know who Jiang Yanqing's male **** was.

怎么 说 How do you say this song ...

I don't feel that the tone is tuned, the words are wordless, a group of handsome guys are very happy to sing on the stage, but the Jiang family also watched very aggressively in front of the TV.

Everyone even forgot to eat and stared at the TV blankly.

"What the **** is this singing!" The old man scolded first.

Qiujiang Qing had no way to refute.

"Don't watch the Spring Festival Gala, watch something else, grandpa, wait for me to pick out the video software for you, you can pick it." Jiang Zaide came out to round the field and gave the remote control to the old man.

Qijiang Feng took away the last piece of duck meat in the duck belly.

There wasn't much duck meat in the abdomen's belly, but Jiang Feng kept eating fast and eagerly. He didn't have the same number of people at the table. He had almost full meals after only 20 minutes.

I scooped two spoonfuls of glutinous rice, and Jiang Feng put down the chopsticks after eating.

Wang Xiulian saw that her son had put down the chopsticks. It was strange, and asked, "Xiao Feng, why don't you eat it? Tired of eating?"

Min Jiangfeng: "... Mom, I'm full."

"Saturated!" Wang Xiulian was shocked, she just ate the beginning, but looked at his son's body and was relieved, he just gave Jiang Feng two more pots of meat, "Xiao Feng, you want to drink soup and call you I'll give you this chicken soup. Don't drink it tomorrow morning. "

Qi Jiangfeng was thinking about it. The two pots of meat were really full. He passed the bowl to Jiang Jiankang, who was next door, and said, "Dad, help me make the soup."

"Well, you cub, don't you eat it?" Jiang Jiankang took the bowl and opened the lid of the casserole for soup.

As soon as the lid was opened, a rich aroma of mountain and seafood came out.

Shark fin, shrimp, sea cucumber, cabbage, ham, winter bamboo shoots, fish belly and whole mushrooms are all in the casserole, yellow, black, green, orange, white, and five colors are gathered together, and the milky white soup looks very light. good looking.

No one has seen this soup.

The ingredients are so expensive that no one has ever drunk them.

"Dad, what is this soup?" Jiang Jiankang asked.

Scallion is just a pot of soup. Actually, it is necessary to use shark fin and sea cucumber, which are precious materials. The shark fin is not momo, but the whole root. The quality of the sea cucumber is also very good.

"Dad, wasn't this sea cucumber I bought for you in June to supplement your body? How did you cook it with soup?" Jiang Jiandang was shocked.

"It seems that I bought this for my dad at the beginning of the year." Jiang Jianshe also recognized it.

"The ham looks like the Spanish ham I bought for my dad before." Jiang Jianguo.

"You do n’t buy sea cucumber, I still think your sea cucumber has broken my pot of soup." Jiang Wei State Road, "None of you can recognize what this is?"

No one squeaked.

"Okay, brother, don't make it difficult for them. Now, this dish is rarely seen on the banquet. How could they have seen it?" Jiang Weiming said. The pressing table dishes on the banquet dishes were also regarded as top-quality dishes at that time. They were made with the best and most expensive ingredients. The quality of this sea cucumber and shark fin was a bit poor. "

Qijiang Jiankang didn't know how to simmer this bowl of soup, the materials were so expensive, and they were tonics bought by his brothers, even ham.

After thinking about it, I just simmered a piece of winter bamboo shoots in Tonga.

Min Jiangfeng: ...

Hey, how about a big pot of soup, can't his dad get him two mushrooms and another fish fillet?

At the entrance, freshness is the first feeling.

The winter bamboo shoots are most fresh and tender. The ham has its unique salty flavor. The collagen in the fish belly is soaked in the soup, and the taste of fish fillet and chicken is completely incorporated into the broth.

So many ingredients are fused together, the taste does not conflict, but it is processed very well. Shanzhen, sea food, their unique flavors are gathered together, coupled with Jiang Weiguo carefully adjusted the broth for a whole day, can it be summed up by the delicious words.

"Is it delicious?" Jiang Shouxi asked.

"It's delicious, it's delicious." Jiang Feng nodded.

Minjiang Shou also wanted to drink soup first.

"No soup is allowed until after dinner." Li Mingli said.

Qiu Jiang Shouxuan can only stuff food in his mouth.

On the other side, the old man also chose the TV to watch.

"I'm a 358 regiment, I must help out today!"

As soon as Jiang Fengmeng, who was obsessed with soup, looked up, he saw Comrade Lu Bu, who is now the 358th regiment leader in the play.

I watched the Anti-Japanese War drama for Chinese New Year dinner ...

I'm very ... very atmospheric!

* Drops, one more warning.

New Year's Day, I have to pay New Year's money, (Yes, I'm a child (￣ ?? ￣ ??)) So from tomorrow, it will be a daily change (′? Ω? `)