Life is a Game

When several people from Jiang Feng arrived at Jiang Weiming's house, Jiang Weiming was wrapped in a small quilt sitting in the living room and watching TV, while the fifth uncle cooked Jiang Weiming's Sydney soup in the kitchen. The Sydney soup in the kitchen had reached the edge of the pan. Jiang Jianshe only glanced at Jiang Feng and Ji Xia. Even the two brothers Dong Shi Dong Li hurried back to the kitchen without seeing it.

Jiang Feng first looked at the TV. "Whywenkillseason1" projected by the mobile phone was playing on it. Jiang Weiming's drama has always kept up with the trend of the times. He would never take out an old drama ten years ago and watch it repeatedly like an old man. The tastes of the Jiang family's watching dramas are very different. Although Jiang Wei will be old but not old in the next year, he will watch almost any drama in British, American, Hong Kong and Korean dramas, especially suspense dramas, and even occasional idol dramas with vampire subjects. Jiang Feng vaguely remembered that during the New Year's Eve last year, Jiang Yanlian still haunted Jiang Weiming and discussed for a long time a famous idol drama based on vampires.

I do n’t watch TV shows most of the time. If you want to watch, it ’s also a story of confrontation. No matter how old the drama is, even if it ’s the anti-Japanese drama of ten or even twenty or thirty years ago, he will find it whenever he thinks about it. Come out and see. But sometimes Grandpa will be forced by Grandma Jiang to accompany her to watch the show, as are Jiang Feng's uncles, including Jiang Jiankang. It is boring for anyone to watch a drama alone, so it is interesting to have a husband to discuss the plot together.

The female members of the Jiang family, represented by Grandma Jiang, love the family ethics, and occasionally they watch palace dramas and period dramas. Jiang Feng often can hear Comrade Wang Xiulian and aunts gather to discuss a certain family that has been on the air recently. How scumbag the husband is in the ethical drama, how shameless the little three is.

The taste of Jiang's juniors is more diverse. Jiang Zaide has no time to watch the drama. His limited life has been devoted to unlimited work to make money for revisions. It would be no different if he was allowed to take time to watch TV shows. Yu seeks to kill money.

Because of his medical studies, Jiang Shouxi has a special liking for medical plots, especially the Japanese drama series. Any bottle of iodine on the highway can widen your chest. It is the first case in the world. The most difficult in the world. Cutting tumors such as hemorrhoids. There are brand new cancer patients in each episode. This type is Jiang Shouzhen's favorite. .

Jiang Feng once suspected that Jiang Shouxi had secretly practiced the way in the Japanese drama. The handsome male doctor walked with his hands in his pockets, expressionless, cold eyes, walking with wind, and the effect of wearing a white coat to a windbreaker. Get out of the stance of the catwalk.

But as far as Jiang Feng has seen, Jiang Shouzhen's practice is very unsuccessful.

Because Jiang Ran does not participate in the main plot all the year round, he hasn't even been home during the summer vacation since he went to college. He can only meet him often during the New Year, so everyone doesn't know what kind of TV series he likes.

The two sisters, Jiang Yanqing and Jiang Yanlian, are still young, so they stay at the stage of not seeing anything except their faces. As long as they are played by the male star they like, they can see how strange the plot is.

As for Jiang Feng, he should be regarded as the most complicated person in the entire Jiang family watching TV, watching all types. When I was young, I followed Grandma Jiang to watch family ethics dramas and palace fight dramas. I was a little older to watch the Anti-Japanese War dramas with my grandfather. When I was in college, I played mahjong with a few boys in the dormitory next door.

Jiang Feng once thought that idol dramas were his limit, but after getting Jiyue's TV list, Jiang Feng was completely opened to the door of the new world. He found that TV dramas should not be limited to idol dramas, ethical dramas, inspirational dramas, and commercial war dramas. Kind of narrow frame inside.

TV series can be very changeable, can be unilateral transsexual, transsexual on both sides, nephew falls in love with uncle, mother-in-law falls in love with daughter-in-law, Zhenggong falls in love with primary three, brother falls in love ...

Keke, pull away.

The heating temperature in the living room was very suitable. The small quilt on Jiang Weiming was actually only wrapped to the upper body. The lower body was wearing thick cotton pants. The cotton shoes were extra thick made by Grandma Jiang himself. The same cotton shoes Jiang Feng also had a pair of cotton. It's a bit difficult to get your feet in.

It seems that Jiang Weiming has learned the lessons of cold in the past two days and has done very well in keeping warm.

Seeing Jiang Feng coming, Jiang Weiming put down the hot tea in his hand, squinted and looked at Jiang Jianshe's mobile phone on the tea table, pressed the pause, and the picture on the TV stopped.

"Xiao Feng and Xia Xia are here." Jiang Weiming said with a smile, his voice was a little hoarse, but it was much better than yesterday.

Dong Shi and Dong Li brothers came in, and Jiang Feng quickly introduced them to Jiang Weiming.

"Three grandpas, they are newly recruited employees yesterday. I heard that you have a bad throat and deliberately stewed Beixing pig lung soup to see you." Jiang Feng said.

Jiang Weiming smiled at Dong Shi and Dong Li with a smile and nodded, and coughed twice: "It's a good boy, and he's interested."

Jiang Feng took the lunch box from Dong Shi and went to the kitchen to prepare the Beixing Pig Lung Soup in the lunch box into a bowl for Jiang Weiming to eat. Jiang Jianshe was staring at the Sydney soup in the pot.

Among Jiang Feng's uncles, Jiang Jian's cooking skills are the worst. Jiang Feng only glanced at the Sydney soup in the pot and knew that the Sydney soup was so good.

Jiang Jianshe saw Jiang Feng walked into the kitchen carrying a lunch box. The lunch box was opened and there was still warm pork lung soup, and he was relieved: "Xiao Feng, thank you for deliberately stewing pig lung soup, otherwise your grandpa will come back and see me The stewed Sydney soup is bound to scold me. "

Jiang Feng felt ashamed when he heard what Jiang Jianshe said. It was not that he was the two brothers Dong Shi and Dong Li. He just thought that there was an uncle, an uncle, an uncle, and an uncle at the third grandfather. There must be someone to take care of him, but he forgot that the elders actually have their own business to do.

"This soup was made by two new chefs yesterday." Jiang Feng explained.

Beixing pig lung soup belongs to medicated diet. This type of dish does not belong to the area that Jiang family is good at. Jiang Feng's only medicated diet is Babao Tofu.

The thermal insulation of the lunch box is very good, and Jiang Feng can feel the temperature when the soup is poured into the bowl. The high nutritional value of pig lung soup can relieve cough, reduce phlegm, and supplement lungs. It is a very common medicated diet, and it is also called good in taste.

Most medicinal diets are far less delicious than ordinary dishes, and a few delicious medicinal diets have been carefully modified by the master. Dong Shi ’s cooking is good. Beixing pig lung soup was stewed very lightly by him. The clear soup can see the ingredients inside at a glance. The pig lungs cut into small slices and the large apricots are still agitated. It can smell a little **** and is very nourishing.

"Uncle Wu, you soup?" Jiang Feng looked at Jiang Jianshe's yet-to-be-released Sydney soup and asked. The third grandfather drank the pig's lung soup and couldn't drink it.

"I drink it myself." Jiang Jianshe said, "Your third grandfather has a better appetite today and less coughs. Your third grandfather has been coughing before going to bed last night, but I worry about it. It's not too late. I called again and asked. He said that it is normal for the cough to be less effective, and I will take your third grandfather to the hospital again. "

"Uncle Wu, let me take the soup out first."

"Go, I will go out when the Sydney soup is ready." Jiang Jianshe nodded.

When Jiang Feng was carrying the soup to the living room, the two brothers Dong Shi and Dong Li were sitting on the sofa and chatting with Jiang Weiming very tightly. Because of tension, they could not let go of their hands and feet. The whole person looked very stiff, and Ji Xia was staring at the still. TV screen dazed.

Jiang Feng brought the pig's lung soup to Jiang Weiming, and Jiang Weiming took a spoonful of soup with a spoon. Even though the light pork lung soup could not taste much for him, he can still use his rich experience to judge that this is a very attentive and excellent pork lung soup.

"The fire is in place. It is indeed a disciple taught by Master Huang." Jiang Weiming praised.

"Three grandpas, do you know Master Huang?" Jiang Feng was very surprised.

"I do n’t know, but I heard it. When I was still in a state-owned hotel, I heard foreign guests mention that there was a pair of great brothers and sisters in Gusu. His brother's surname was Huang, who was good at Su Bangcai, and his brother's surname was Zheng, who was good at dim sum. Just now When I heard the two little Dongs talking, it reminded me that the master Huang I know should be their master. "Jiang Weiming explained.

Jiang Weiming rarely sees non-local chefs because of the inconvenience of staying in Shudi in the early years and most of the news is heard.

For chefs elsewhere, Jiang Weiming is a legend in itself. Most older chefs know that in the early years Shu Di had a master who was not lost to Grandpa Wu Minqi, but few people had met.

At the age of a single round, Jiang Weiming is definitely a senior in the entire culinary industry.

"Master Jiang, you are so amazing, you even know our master." Dong Shi praised.

"Huh? What happened to Master Zheng?" Jiang Weiming asked.

"Our Master hasn't been known for a long time." Dong Li actively explained, "Uncle Shi worked in a state-owned hotel like Master in the early years. Later, Master opened his own restaurant, but Master Shi did not engage in cooking. Going to other businesses. "

Jiang Weiming frowned: "The art of your master."

"Passed on to his son, his son seems to have opened a small snack shop by himself. Master and Shi Shi have no connection in these years, and they usually meet each other during the New Year." Dong Li said.

Jiang Feng heard Dong Li say this, and suddenly thought of someone.

"What's your uncle's son's name?" Jiang Feng asked.

Dong Li froze for a moment, thinking for a moment, not sure: "It seems to be called ... Zheng ... Zheng Si ... Si ..."

"Is it called Zheng Siyuan?"

"It seems like this." Dong Li nodded.

Jiang Feng couldn't help but support the amount of information, Ling Guangzhao was so informed, such a master teacher hidden in the market can be taken out by him.

The master of the white case in Babaozhai was Zheng Siyuan.

The pearl is secretly cast!

"Does your master have any other brothers?" Jiang Feng asked.

Dong Shi and Dong Liqi shook their heads, some did not understand why Jiang Feng asked this.

"If you have time, you can make an appointment with Master Zheng to exchange feelings. He is also working in Peiping and is in Babaozhai. By the way, I will pull you into the group and you can chat in the group."

After listening for a while, Jiang Weiming also responded: "Is that the master Bai case who used to make moon cakes?"

"That's the one." Jiang Feng nodded.

Jiang Weiming didn't have any other ideas, but he was glad that the two brothers Dong Shi and Dong Li could meet in Peiping: "That's really a fate."

Dong Shi and Dong Li are still a little bit stingy.

Several people from Jiang Feng accompanied Jiang Weiming to speak for a while. Ji Xia was called by Jiang Jianshe to drink a bowl of syrupy Sydney soup. He left after seeing that time was almost up.

After leaving, Ji Xia has not forgotten that Jiang Feng promised her roasted sweet potatoes and fried chicken fillets. The uncle who sold the sweet potatoes, as always, stood at the gate of the community with the cold wind, and let the north blow the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes across the street, letting A passing person couldn't help but take a deep breath and walked towards him unwillingly.

Like every uncle who sells sweet potatoes, the uncle who sells sweet potatoes has a thick smile on his face, looks frequently, and is thick and plain and a little dirty.

At the sight of someone, the uncle who sold sweet potatoes smiled and said, "Well, it's quite early today."

Ji Xia's smile was frozen on her face.

The four people present, Dong Shi and Dong Li, had just arrived in Beiping and hadn't even settled in their residence. Jiang Feng bought sweet potatoes at most once a week.

Jiang Feng looked at Ji Xia.

Ji Xia took a step back in guilty conscience.

"Early?"

"Master, I just ... I ate these days, really, only these days!" Ji Xia quickly explained.

Although Ji Xia didn't have to go to Li Zhai to cook pig food every day because she was frozen, Jiang Feng would give Ji Xia some whole money every dinner time and let her buy snacks that Comrade Wang Xiulian wanted or milk tea that Wu Minqi wanted to drink. This is the source of Ji Xia's fixed pocket money, and the rest is her pocket money.

But Jiang Feng did not expect that Ji Xia, who had bought 100 yuan for 99.67 yuan oranges, would now secretly eat roasted sweet potatoes on their backs.

No wonder during this time she was obviously forbidden to eat snacks in the summer and not thin and round, Jiang Feng always thought that it was easy to gain weight because she ate too much in winter.

"Boss, get a small one." Jiang Feng began scanning the code to pay, and turned to Ji Xiadao. "The fried chicken has become so hot recently that it can easily cause throat inflammation. Do n’t eat fried chicken fillets. Eat a small roast Sweet potatoes will do. "

Ji Xia: (Д) "

Seeing Ji Xia's expression on the side, Dong Li couldn't help but wanted ~ www.readwn.com ~ Finally, he held back the person who maintained his high cold. Dong Li turned to look at his younger brother, and found that Dong Shi was staring intently at the roasted sweet potatoes on the surface, apparently thinking about which one to buy.

"Hurry up if you want to buy." Dong Li whispered.

Dong Shi pointed to the biggest one and said, "Boss, I want this."

"The big one is not delicious, and the delicious one is not sweet." Ji Xia whispered.

Dong Shi quickly changed his mouth: "Boss, not this one. Give me this and this, and two small ones."

When the wind blows, the aroma of baked sweet potatoes is stronger.

As if by smell alone, you can imagine how delicious the sweet red potato meat with orange-red soft and sweet inside is peeled off.

Warm in the palm, sweet on the nose, sweet in the heart.

Summer season: qaq

She also wants to eat two.