Life is a Game

Jiang Feng gave Zhang Zhiyun a vivid lesson with simple words. Although Zhang Zhiyun lost the last few bites of the most concentrated soup, Jiang Feng believed that he must have harvested something more precious than this small half bowl of soup.

Beating from people in society.

Master lies from honest people.

What Jiang Feng didn't expect was that Zhang Zhiyun was actually the same honest man he was. After the initial shock and stunned spirit, Zhang Zhiyun asked blankly.

"Brother Feng, do you have such a big meal?"

Jiang Feng ...

His conscience hurts.

"Yeah." Jiang Feng swallowed the last soup. The tip of his tongue and his mouth still had the rich flavor of yellow braised shark's fin. "Have you seen my cousin."

Zhang Zhiyun nodded. The Jiang family belongs to a race that is hard to forget once they have seen it.

"My meal is actually about the same as my cousin, but my stomach is not good, it can't be absorbed, so I don't grow meat, otherwise I must be stronger than my cousin." Jiang Feng began to talk nonsense with a serious open eyes.

Zhang Zhiyun suddenly realized, "No wonder, a bad stomach does not grow fat. I have a classmate in high school who also has a bad stomach, and eating too much every meal is not fat."

Jiang Feng ...

Unbelief, his conscience hurt even more.

After eating Huang Braised Shark's Fin, everyone began to rinse their mouth with warm water and waited to eat Guan Yan. There are a total of nine dishes in the wing seat, including soup. The dishes are super big dishes that can be used as table dishes at ordinary banquets. It is precisely because the speed of the dish on the wing is not fast, and the diners need to eat one dish. The last dish is almost slower than the tongue and the stomach is ready before serving the next dish.

Just when Jiang Feng felt that his tongue was ready, the door opened.

It was still Peng Changping who came in. This time, the soup plate he had was much smaller than that of the braised shark fin. The bird's nest is as white as snow, placed in a lump in the center of the soup plate, and most of it is immersed in the slightly beige clear soup, and only a small handful are exposed to the air, looking like a blooming flower from a distance.

Compared with the braised shark's fin, the soup has many elements, not only the color, but also the ingredients in the soup. Jiang Feng took a closer look, but there was nothing but bird's nest. It was indeed a dish like the famous soup broth.

Because the amount of clear soup and official yan was small this time, everyone was more reserved when scooping. No one stopped after half a bowl. Nonetheless, eating bird's nest and eating half a bowl is still a very luxurious thing-there is less bird's nest in the clear soup, and more in the bird's nest, and more in the braised shark's fin soup.

Jiang Feng thought about it carefully, and found that he had never eaten bird's nest when he was so grown up. For ordinary families like them, on weekdays, they did not take the supplement of bird's nest as a dish to serve on the table, so Wang Xiulian would spend some time in the morning for beauty and beauty to send Comrade Jiang Jiankang to get up early and stew a cup of rock sugar bird nest.

This extravagant behavior lasted for almost two weeks-Comrade Jiang Jiankang couldn't get up in the morning.

Jiang Feng, who didn't need beauty and nourishment, had no serious illness since childhood and didn't need to take supplements, started eating bird's nest for the first time in life.

The entrance is the taste of clear soup.

The bird's nest itself is really tasteless. This is very similar to shark's fin. The taste is all based on the soup, so Jiang Feng deeply feels that eating these bird's nest and shark's fin dishes is worse than drinking the soup directly, which is tasteful and nutritious.

Unlike shark fin, the bird's nest is a bit crispy.

It's not crispy like white fungus, just a little bit, but amazing enough. The delicious clear soup is refreshing and throat-friendly, and it is soft and glutinous and not broken. The slightly brittle bird's nest gives Jiang Feng a wonderful experience. The clear soup is delicious but not rich. Jiang Feng feels that he seems to have eaten a bit of bird's nest. taste. As for the original taste of bird's nest, Jiang Feng couldn't tell clearly. After all, he was eating bird's nest for the first time. He didn't know what the original taste of bird's nest was.

Jiang Feng's only certainty is that the average bird's nest certainly can't make this kind of taste and taste, otherwise Xu Cheng, who is well-informed, won't reveal such a fascinating expression that can be used as an emoticon.

Peng Changping also ate some bird's nests, although not many but also had a few bites. Unlike the previous yellow braised shark fin, he only drank some soup.

At the end of the meal, Zhang Zhiyun still made his remarks. "I didn't expect the bird's nest to be so delicious. I used to think that the bird's nest was tasteless."

Jiang Feng ...

He didn't know how to explain to the honest man on the side for a while, and the door opened again before he could speak.

The third dish is abalone with oyster sauce.

Abalone in oyster sauce is pressed on the head, one per person, one per plate. The abalone is not big. A thin layer of oyster sauce on the abalone is like a piece of stained paper. The soup in the dish is very rich. Jiang Feng scraped it with a spoon and found that there was only one tablespoon.

This dish proved with practical action what concentration is the essence.

A small abalone can be fully ingested if you open your mouth wide, but the soup and delicacy contained in it cannot be exhausted in a few words. A spoonful of thick soup can be rolled into the mouth with a light lick of the tongue, leaving an aftertaste that is enough to make people relish for half an hour.

After eating the abalone in the plate and scraping the last trace of thick soup, Jiang Feng only felt that he was still not fully satisfied. If he could, he could even eat ten more!

Before waiting for Jiang Feng to relieve himself from the regret that he hadn't eaten enough, the **** ginseng came.

This dish Jiang Feng didn't know how many times he had read it in his memory. He even knew how to do it, and even came up with the idea that Yongheju took out his own pockets and opened his eyes to taste. Eventually, because of the shyness in the pocket, it has never been realized.

This time, he ate the top version.

The thickening of the **** ginseng was not done by Peng Changping, but by the apprentice of Peng Changping and the current chef of Yongheju ~ www.readwn.com ~ The same goes for the dishes behind. Therefore, although the dishes on the back are large, they are not as stunning as the first three courses. The taste is delicious but without the feeling of swallow wings.

With the last special pearl soup made of freshly-taped old corn served on the table, the hot dish part of the swallow wing mat also came to an end.

One bowl of pearl soup per person, one Ge You paralysis per person, and one counted. Everyone in the box except Peng Changping groaned and looked at the dishes on the table. Jiang Feng's extraordinary level of play with his extraordinary will not only eats the last dish but also eats a lot of history, making the previous "I have a large meal and can eat" lie become a big truth.

Jiang Feng felt that if the waiter brought two more plates of oyster sauce abalone now, he could still eat.

Eat enough, naturally, it is time to chatter.

Peng Changping and Zhang Chu have n’t seen each other for decades, and the old friends who are not old friends can meet again. The talk time after this gluttonous feast belongs to them.

Peng Changping took a sip of tea, cleared his throat, and asked, "Have you ... how have you been all these years?"

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