Life is a Game

The Zhang Zhiyun family was wondering. Jiang Feng went to a toilet for nearly half an hour. The oiled eggplant and Beijing sauce pork had not come back to the table. Zhang Zhiyun was going to the toilet to find him, and saw him. Came over with a pot of tea.

"Brother Feng, have you ordered a pot of tea?" Zhang Zhiyun asked.

"I just met the owner of Yongheju. He made a pot of tea and gave it to me. I remember you told me that Grandpa Zhang liked to drink tea, so he brought the tea to Grandpa Zhang." .

Of course, Zhang Zhiyun didn't tell Jiang Feng that Zhang Chu likes tea, but Jiang Feng saw the tea pot on the cabinet in the two memories about the Zhang family, and probably guessed that Zhang Chu usually drank tea.

"You child, it's not good to chat with others, and I said to Xiaojiang that I like to drink tea." Zhang Chule said quietly.

Zhang Zhiyun :? ? ?

Why doesn't he remember what he said.

"Lushan Yunwu Tea is still in the mountains." Jiang Feng handed the teapot to Zhang Chu and sat down.

"The clouds and mist on the mountain are incredible, then I have a good day today." Zhang Chu looked excited, took a teapot and poured a small cup of hot tea for herself, taking a sip.

"The mist buds have exhausted the fragrant dragon fat, the tea soup is clear, the taste is mellow and sweet, and it is indeed a cloud on the mountain." Zhang Chu boasted, picked up the teapot and poured tea for everyone on the table. There is no price in the clouds and fog on the mountain.

Jiang Feng said that he likes to drink cold tea, mainly because the drinks he buys will not be hot, and iced Vita lemon tea and iced black tea taste better. Sometimes guests come to make tea at home, he would not drink it, I did not expect to drink tea in Yongheju today.

Entrance, bitter.

Try again, still bitter.

Not mellow, nor sweet, only bitter, and bitter.

Jiang Feng turned his head to see Zhang Zhiyun's expression. His tea drinking skills should be similar to himself.

Cows chew peony and smash the heavenly things. These eight words can't be more suitable for both of them.

Most of the Beijing sauce pork on the table has been gone, but after you taste a piece of oiled eggplant, you will never touch it again. Yongheju's chefs generally make oiled eggplants. They may also be the same as the chefs of this oiled eggplants. They are quite satisfactory and even a little greasy.

Jiang Feng took the chopsticks and drizzled the eggplant.

"Dad, you ca n’t order, you have n’t ordered it once.” Zhang Zhiyun murmured.

Zhang Chiyuan: ...

"That's right, Yun Yun is right. You don't order after ordering. You see what you order." Ms. Zhang is obviously not satisfied with the oiled eggplant.

Zhang Chiyuan: ...

"I won't order it next time." Zhang Chiyuan conceded.

"Where are you going tomorrow?" Jiang Feng asked.

"I haven't decided yet. I was going to climb Xiangshan tomorrow, but it's too hot this day. It's too hot to go to the palace of King Gong today. My grandpa would definitely not be able to stand if I climbed the mountain." Zhang Zhiyun said involuntarily. I fanned it twice, "Tomorrow we will go to the art gallery or museum to see if there is air conditioning in the indoor place."

"Yeah, it's too hot this day, I can't stand going outside in such a hot day, I can't stand it." Zhang Chiyuan echoed.

While talking, the waiter was served.

It is jar meat.

"Yongheju's altar meat tastes particularly good. Last time we came to Yongheju, we ordered this dish and it was made with firewood. It was very authentic." Jiang Feng highly recommended Yongheju's altar meat.

The quality of the jar meat is still very high this time. Large pieces of pork belly are shiny, brown in color, and the proportion of fat meat that is fat and thin is quite high, but it will not feel as good as the eggplant eggplant next to it. Greasy, it just makes people feel tempting.

All the male compatriots present were carnivores, and they drank their meat with chopsticks.

"This dish is delicious." Zhang Zhiyun praised, already eating the third piece.

"No matter how delicious it is, your grandmother can eat it deliciously?" Zhang Chu was too old to eat too much greasy food. After taking a sip, she briefly tasted the tea and then sipped tea.

"It must be a bit worse than the grandma's cooking." Zhang Zhiyun said, but in fact he had almost forgotten what the taste of Cao Guixiang's cooking was.

Cao Guixiang only stayed in his life for 16 years, and a large part of it was his childhood and childhood that he had almost forgotten. In recent years, apart from Sun Guanyun's dried fried Niuhe and Jiang Feng's failed chicken, he has rarely remembered the taste of the food made by Cao Guixiang.

"Hello, white fungus stew, please use it slowly." The waiter brought the white fungus stew to the table.

This is a very beautiful dish, white fungus, black hair, orange-red carrots, green lettuce, brown-yellow fresh mushrooms, colorful.

Tremella is formed into a ball like a flower and placed at the center. Carrots and lettuce are peeled and cut into fresh mushrooms. They are neat and axisymmetric with the ball-shaped hairy vegetables and small fresh mushrooms. It's next to Tremella.

The whole dish is a round, thick yellow chicken soup, which looks like a flower.

This is the first time Jiang Feng has seen Tremella Su braised in person. I have only heard of it before, and I know that this is a famous mutual dish in Tan's cuisine, that is, a vegetarian dish.

Jiang Feng picked up a piece of carrot under chopsticks. The chef's knife work was very good. The carrot was cut into small and cute circles, similar in size, and rounded.

At the entrance, there is the sweet aroma of carrots, and the fragrant sauce made of chicken oil and the salty flavor of the original soup are very light and delicious.

Yongheju can be called as the first restaurant of Peiping in private by many people. Sure enough, there are two brushes.

When Jiang's family came to dinner, Jiang Feng still felt nothing. Although the masters of Yonghe were good in craftsmanship, their craftsmanship was not bad.

Now that I have tasted this white fungus, Jiang Feng can only sigh that the old restaurant in Peiping really has two brushes.

Brother Cao Guixiang's apprentices can make such a level, Jiang Feng can't imagine what the taste of Tremella braised by Cao Guixiang will be.

When Jiang Feng went to make haircuts again, he found that no one was using chopsticks on the table.

Looking up at the others, Jiang Feng found that their eyes were red.

Seeing Jiang Feng looking at himself, Zhang Zhiyun wiped away the tears that were about to shed in his eyes.

"The taste of this dish is very similar to that of my grandma." Zhang Zhiyun explained, "Not as good as my grandma made for me on my 10th birthday, but it really looks like it."

Sometimes people feel that they have forgotten a lot of things ~ www.readwn.com ~ there is no memory at that time, but the body is very honest to help them remember.

Eyes remember, nose remember, tongue remember.

The tongue will help you remember the taste of the dish, how it feels when you eat it, and your feelings for the cook.

This is the memory of a lifetime and will never be forgotten.

"Although this dish is vegetarian, it is very troublesome to prepare. You must soak the white fungus in advance. You must cook the broth for an hour after soaking. The carrots and lettuce have to be shaved. With chicken oil, it is best to use the hen oil of the old hen. "Zhang Chu looked at the white fungus stew on the table, as if seeing the person who had cooked it for him through this dish.

Jiang Feng didn't know what to say, but could only remain silent.

"What's wrong today, I haven't thought of your grandma for many years, but I remembered after taking a bite of food." Zhang Chu laughed.

Suddenly the surroundings suddenly darkened. Jiang Feng looked up and found that the lights were off.

The lights in the lobby on the entire second floor were turned off, and the guests in the lobby were uproar.

"Guests, sorry, sorry, it may be that the road was cut and the cable was cut off, and there was an emergency power outage. There is a backup power supply in our store. Please be calm and calm, and we can call you right away to give you trouble. I'm really sorry. "The lobby manager came out and explained to everyone.

It's hot in summer, and it's dark and late in Peiping. It won't be dark until 8 o'clock. Although it is already 7 o'clock, it is still very hot. As soon as the air conditioner stops, people will feel hot.

"Yun Yun, you open the window. It's too stuffy without air-conditioning." Zhang Chiyuan already felt a little hot and needed to open the window to ventilate.

"I'll open it." Jiang Feng's position was close to the window, and he got up to open it.

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