Life is a Game

Zhao Mei ate it.

It is not strange that she eats braces. She has eaten and dressed a lot more since she became pregnant. For example, last night she ate the pot of chicken soup noodles that her husband cooked for him.

But this time it ’s different.

This time it was a happy eating support, a satisfying eating support, and an eating support that I could n’t really eat. I only hated that I did n’t have a stomach.

Zhao Mei ’s taste has changed a lot since she was pregnant. She used to eat snacks that she did n’t like when she was pregnant. Sometimes she especially wanted to eat sour, plum plum vinegar was not sour, and sometimes she wanted to eat sweet , Bibimbap and honey are not sweet enough.

Even Tian Lin, who she once loved to eat, loved it because she had eaten one every week for the past few months.

She hasn't been so happy in a long time, and has eaten meat with a big mouth.

Ordinary people are easily sleepy when they are full, not to mention pregnant women. Zhao Mei was sleepy within two minutes after eating. This time it was really sleepy, not pretending to be sleepy. Hatch was sitting there with his eyelids fighting all day.

So Zhao Mei was helped to sleep in the room by her husband.

Zhao Mei ate so happily. The happiest thing is to count Tian Lin's eyebrows when she cleans up the tableware. When she cleans up, she looks at Jiang Feng from time to time, and she has something to tell him.

Jiang Feng casually brought a plate into the kitchen with Tian Lin.

"Xiao Feng, did you hear that no one said anything to me when I just ate?" Tian Lin said impatiently as soon as she entered the kitchen.

Jiang Feng didn't dare to talk, Zhao Mei said too much, similar to "Mom, I want to eat pork ribs", "Mom, give me two more pieces of meat", "Mom, I want to eat eggs" and so on. Just countless. He was a little puzzled, which sentence touched Tian Lin's heart, was the ribs meat or eggs.

"Mei Mei told me that the fat was delicious when she ate the lion head. She hasn't told me this for years!"

"I said that she didn't eat much stew this year, and stewed pork was not so much. It turned out to be a lion head that had to be stewed!" Tian Lin finally found her daughter's dishes and was very excited.

Jiang Feng: ...

Aunt stew and braised pork is really not a matter of taste.

Is your problem.

"Yeah, I didn't expect Sister Meimei to like to eat lion heads now." Jiang Feng nodded in concord, with a sincere expression.

"Xiao Feng, braised pork and bamboo shoot stew, you don't have to teach it, just teach me a lion head. Mei Mei likes to eat lion heads." Tian Lin felt that she had found the standard answer.

"Row!"

Jiang Feng nodded and responded. Teaching a lion head was actually very good. As long as Tian Lin is willing to season honestly and not put salt and soy sauce in accordance with the methods he teaches, even if the methods of chopping and whipping the meat are not standard, the expected effect is at most affected by the taste. The lion head made Loosen the gravy, it can never be unpalatable.

Teach Tian Lin not to set too high requirements for cooking, just eat.

Seeing Jiang Feng was about to leave, Tian Lin asked tentatively again: "Xiao Feng, your grandma, they are expected to go back in a little while. This lion's head is finished at noon today. Can you stay and teach me in the afternoon? Make it so that Meimei can have something to eat at night. "

Jiang Feng laughed: "Aunt see what you said, is there anything I can't say, did I tell you to do it this afternoon? Just rush back before the meal without delaying your meal."

The task is sincere and the meals are more expensive.

Tian Lin couldn't stop smiling, and after washing the dishes, she always thought of giving Jiang Fengsai something to express her gratitude. She thought to find out that only giving Jiang Fengsai a bowl of stew can express her gratitude.

"Xiao Feng still has stew in the pot. Auntie will give you a bowl of stew!" Tian Lin is an activist, and she took the kung fu in Jiang Feng and filled the stew.

Jiang Feng was focused on the task and was thinking how to teach Tian Lin in the afternoon to make her learn the lion head better and faster. She forgot that she was in the most dangerous battlefield. Only when the stew came to her face did she realize the seriousness of the situation. .

"Aunt, I eat too much at noon, I really can't eat it." Jiang Feng covered her stomach and pretended that she really ate a lot.

Tian Lin could only take the stew back with regret, and ate it herself.

When she was eating lunch at noon, she focused on picking vegetables for Zhao Mei. She didn't eat two bites at all.

Tian Lin ate two bowls of stew before setting down her chopsticks and started to make lion heads with Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng began to teach how to choose pork belly.

For Tian Lin, a fat lover who only loves fatty meat for many years and believes that oil and water are justice, Jiang Feng has reason to believe that she will definitely choose what he sees when choosing pork belly for lion head. The fattest part.

In order to ensure Zhao Mei's diet for the next few days, Jiang Feng repeatedly emphasized that if he was not sure when picking pork belly, he would rather pick thin and not fat. The meat is thinner, at most the stewed lion head is a bit woody and not refreshing, and the meat is likely to become the previous stew, only one is cut into diced kneads and the whole is stewed.

After teaching, picking meat is chopping meat. When chopping the meat, Jiang Feng did not get started but let Tian Lin chop on her own, he stared beside.

Tian Lin is strong and careful, and she has patience in her daughter's diet. It is meticulous to cut up the meat, it is full of strength to chop the meat, and the finely chopped meat is very sticky, and it is definitely a good product.

Jiang Feng didn't get started in the process of seasoning. He said that Tian Lin did everything very well.

Jiang Feng did not start until he beat the meat, and he did not expect Tian Lin to learn this step, which is generally not done well by people. It's easy to watch and beat and stir, but the strength, rhythm and technique of stirring all require many years of chef experience. It is definitely not something you can learn by looking at the eyes or listening to other people.

The strength can only smash the muscles, but how to fall, where to fall, and what it looks like, is not a solution that can be solved with great strength. Long-time whipping will break the meat, not only the hands are covered with diced meat, there will also be a lot of snowflake-like floating objects on the surface of the lion head when stewing.

Therefore, Jiang Feng can only tell Tian Lin to beat and stir casually. The time should not be too long, meaning is enough.

It's okay for the lion's head to simmer, and it will be scattered anyway when it is eaten. It doesn't matter if you can't lock the gravy, it's as juicy as chicken soup.

Jiang Feng believes that this little problem, Zhao Mei will never mind when eating.

After the whipped meat is complete, the meatballs are rubbed. After the meatballs are rubbed, they can be stewed on the pot. This time, you can stew slowly. In order to prevent Tian Lin from mastering the fire, Jiang Feng specially used the gas stove this time, and ordered her to cook for three hours before she can cook.

Remember to add some salt to the soup before stewing. The salt in the stewed lion head will ooze out after so long. Without the salt, the lion head will look a bit dull and tasteless.

After instructing all of this, Jiang Feng found that he seemed fine.

The chicken soup is left at noon until the lion head is ready to be stewed. Tian Lin can heat up the chicken soup and wait for the lion head to come out and pour it directly.

Jiang Feng looked at the lion head that had been put on the lid of the saucepan, and felt that he had ended today's teaching work.

It ’s a little early to finish the teaching work. Grandma Jiang has just gone less than half an hour.

Jiang Feng worked hard to think if he had anything to tell Tian Lin. After thinking for a while, his eyes lit up: "One more thing, aunt, remember to add chicken soup after the pot ..."

"Skip the oil!" Tian Lin learned to answer.

Jiang Feng nodded with satisfaction, feeling that he really had nothing to tell Tian Lin this time.

"Auntie, this is almost what Lion Head is like. You just need to wait for three hours to cook it by yourself, and it will be out of the pot. I'll be fine on my side too ..." Jiang Feng was about to slip away.

He always felt uncomfortable staying in Zhao's house, afraid that when he didn't know where he would suddenly come up with a bowl of stew to invite him to eat.

"Xiao Feng has worked hard for you today. Go back and rest. Auntie has learned a little more. Auntie will make a lion head for your sister Meimei tomorrow." Tian Lin smiled.

After hearing this from Tian Lin, Jiang Feng was rather uneasy: "Auntie, I'll do it again tomorrow morning. Tomorrow's lion head is up to you. I'll watch it next and see how you do. "

"How good, please run more." Tian Lin smiled brightly.

"No trouble, no trouble, and not far, just a few steps away." Jiang Feng laughed, knowing the hypocrisy of the adult world.

So the matter was decided so happily. Jiang Feng went back to Happy Fat House first, and tomorrow morning he will check the teaching work to see how Tian Lin made the lion head.

Then Jiang Feng got up late the next day.

In fact, you can't blame him, Jiang Feng is getting up too many days too early. He has been getting up early since the 30th year of the New Year, and has been up early for 4 consecutive days. He has not slept for a whole day in the New Year, and he does not see any basic respect for the holiday.

Therefore, in the morning of the fourth day of the new year, there was no alarm clock, and grandma Jiang did not have pancakes, nor did the wind and sunny days of fried spring rolls, Jiang Feng could not wake up late unexpectedly.

When he woke up, the time displayed on his mobile phone was 10:43 AM.

He woke up another half an hour late and the Zhao family estimated that it was already dinner.

Realizing that Jiang Feng, who was up late, quickly dressed ~ www.readwn.com ~ and had no time to wash his teeth, he put on his down jacket and rushed to Zhao's house.

When he arrived, Tian Lin's vegetables were almost ready to cook. The kitchen was filled with the aroma of rice and the smell of rich chicken soup. Tian Lin had no stew.

It smells normal.

Then Jiang Feng saw a scene that made him unforgettable.

"Aunt! Don't use chicken soup with scrambled eggs! Really don't need it!" (Note ①)

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PS:

Note ① Excerpted from this chapter, which was published on December 8th in Chapter 529 by Bingyan of the Moon.

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