Life is a Game

That night, Jiang Feng had a strange dream.

Over and over again, Li Hongzhang successfully made a chowder. After Wang Hao tasted it, he cried and said that the two Fouriers were too difficult. He said that his "Optical Information Processing" was hung up again, and a dream ended with Wang Hao crying.

So that Jiang Feng saw that Wang Hao brushed his teeth on the balcony the next morning, there was a snack, Wang Hao held his thigh and cried again, and called "Daddy, teach me Fourier!" The voice appearance still remained in his mind .

"Brother Feng, when did you come back last night?" Wang Hao asked while brushing his teeth.

"More than twelve o'clock, you were all sleeping at that time, our family and my uncle and four uncles and five uncles went to dinner." Jiang Feng said, open the phone, click on the post, the new day depends on watching Wang Hao yesterday The update starts.

Alas, did not change?

"Brother Feng, your game last night was really awesome. Except for a fall, you are a male god. I am ready to admire you in my heart. Really, idol, if you win a championship, I won the honor for our physics department, the kind that can pull the banner back to his alma mater! "Wang Hao almost said that he missed it, and a corner turned the topic away.

Jiang Feng imagined the banner in Wang Hao's mouth: Congratulations to Chef Jiang Feng, a well-known alumni of the physics department of our school, for returning to visit his alma mater!

After a shiver, Jiang Feng asked, "Why didn't you update yesterday?"

"I don't write anymore, it's a waste of time." Wang Hao looked straight. "There are too many lessons this semester. I feel that writing has seriously affected my learning. I decided to reform and start a new life. Study hard and improve every day!"

Unexpectedly, Wang Hao could still be determined from this, and Jiang Feng instantly respected him.

After washing, Jiang Feng went to the store.

This morning I ate Jiang Jiankang's special-designed extra-large plus size luxury sandwich, lettuce, tomatoes, eggs, beef tenderloin, chicken chops and pork chops all stuffed into two slices of plain fresh toast bought from a street bakery. Jiang Jiankang couldn't even Eat it in three mouthfuls, and you can see how much the sandwich is.

It is too difficult to bite four layers of meat and one layer of vegetables and two slices of bread in one bite. Jiang Feng took the sandwich and ate it with small mouthfuls, staring at a dozen live chickens delivered by the supplier in the morning.

"Mom, leave me some chicken gizzards today." Jiang Feng said.

"What do you want the chicken to do?" Wang Xiulian was immediately vigilant. These chickens were used to make Texas grilled chicken, and each chicken represented a huge profit.

"The theme of the 16 in 8 game is chicken. I want to try if I can make the eight treasure chicken by making the eight treasure chestnut fragrant pigeon." Jiang Feng said.

Since it is a game, do what you are good at. Theoretically, the method of Babao chestnut fragrant pigeon is applicable to all poultry, that is, the ingredients and proportions of the stuffing need to be changed. Jiang Feng feels that when the two old men come to the half a morning to come and order, this dish will be ready.

"If you make chicken, you can make Dingqiao and Babao chicken!" Jiang Jiankang suggested. "It's all plain stuffed. Wait for your grandpa and grandpa to come and let them teach you how to make the filling. Soon. Can get started. "

"Is Babao Chicken easy to sell?" Wang Xiulian was more concerned about this issue.

"It's easy to sell, it must be easy to sell." Jiang Jiankang said, thinking that Jiang Feng has always been unreliable and good at rolling over for the first time, and added, "A good job is sure to sell!"

"Okay, son, go and pick a few." Wang Xiulian said generously, "I will contact the supplier tomorrow to send them more."

"Pick the tender hens, pick the tender ones!" Jiang Jiankang reminded.

Jiang Feng quickly finished the sandwich on his hand, wiped his hands, and went to the kitchen to pick chicken. In the sound of "giggle", I looked at all the hens that were **** one by one, picked out the three tenderest ones, grabbed and killed the whole chicken first, took the bones off, and set aside for the side. Chopping vegetables while waiting for the two masters to do on-site guidance.

Ji Yue arrived earlier than the two fathers, and worked hard to draw a two-day draft. Now she has the smell of a rich woman all over her.

As soon as I entered the store, I went straight to the back kitchen and said excitedly to Jiang Feng who was chopping vegetables: "Jiang Feng, you're on fire!"

I'm on fire ?!

Jiang Feng suddenly looked up. He was on fire for the first time on TV. Is his true talent not in cooking but in entertainment?

"Oh, how's the fire?" Jiang Feng calmly calmed, showing that he was indifferent to fame and fortune.

"Hot search! Oh, I forgot you don't play Weibo, wait!" Ji Yue took out her mobile phone and turned to Weibo hot search, and handed the phone to Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng took a look:

# 章 光 航 #

# 章 光 航 爸爸 #

# 章 光 航 Nationality #

# 史 最 最帅 老师 #

# 影 后 重 谈 初恋 #

# 那次 被 被 过 #

# 章 光 航 Graduation photos #

...

Jiang Feng: ???

He saw Zhang Guanghang, who was full of screens.

"Without me!" Jiang Feng expressed grievances.

"Why not?" Ji Yue took the phone back, pointed at the #that time was crossed by #, "Isn't this what?"

Jiang Feng was aggressive.

"We all said on Weibo that you were respawned after the fall, and some people wrote the same humanities, a lot of paragraphs. After watching it this morning, I laughed to death. But it was worse than Zhang Guanghang. Ji Yue took the mobile phone and turned it over, "Look, this is the blogger. The fanciful thief he wrote looks good!"

Jiang Feng took a look.

Did you Fourier transform today?

Wang Hao trumpet.

What else did you say in the morning to study hard?

"Don't bother you, you have to play in a few days, come on!" Ji Yue said, "Well, yes, are you familiar with Zhang Guanghang? Let's have a light meal together!"

Oh, woman.

"OK, quite familiar." Jiang Feng's face remained unchanged.

After Jiang Yue went out, Jiang Feng then cut vegetables, cut all cucumbers, cut all carrots, cut all winter melon, and soon the empty plate next to the chopping board was full, picking up the vegetable strips.

While cutting Jiang Feng, he also said, "Write ~ www.readwn.com ~ I know to write every day."

"Will Fourier change happen, will Laplace still do, do convolutions pass, do you remember matrices, and can 2D Fourier analysis understand ..."

A thick white radish was drawn out, and the skin was rough. At a glance, it was violently cleaned by Comrade Wang Xiulian and cut off with a knife.

"Oh, spicy chicken." Jiang Feng grinned.

Jiang Weiguo & Jiang Weiming who watched at the kitchen door for five minutes: ...

"Hey, today's children are not as bitter as we were. They haven't suffered so much, and their stress resistance is relatively poor. Let's not push the children too tightly." Jiang Weiming sighed.

Jiang Weiguo: ...

"I called my wife and asked her to keep a big flower."

He sighed and went out.

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