Life is a Game

　　 Choosing dishes for the opponent is a very particular thing.

　　 If you want to release water for charity, Jiang Feng can choose a home-cooked, easy, popular and good-selling dish, such as braised pork, sweet and sour pork tenderloin, and Kung Pao chicken. If I want to kill the killer, chickpeas, babao chestnut pigeon and crab stuffed orange are all good choices.

　　 More ruthlessly, you can even choose pure meat wontons, whether they are delicious or unpalatable, you have the same right to get bad reviews.

　　 Even if it tastes good, give bad reviews, and if it’s bad, give bad reviews.

　　 The program team issued an announcement at 10 am on Tuesday morning, and the quarter month was closed on Tuesday. Early in the morning, I had an appointment with Wu Minqi to go shopping for dinner and do beauty treatment. After reading the announcement, Jiang Feng sent a message asking Wu Minqi what she thought, but didn't get a reply for a long time. It is estimated that Wu Minqi was shopping happily without looking at her phone.

　　 Then Jiang Feng asked again in the WeChat group, only Sun Mao responded to the news, and Sun Jikai was asleep without any news.

　　Sun Maocai means that after Wu Minqi and Sun Jikai both reply to the news, we will discuss and discuss.

The rule given by the 　　 program group is that four people each produce a recipe, and the cumulative sales of these four dishes within a week must reach one hundred, and the number of praises must be more than fifty. Sun Maocai felt that Taifeng House was now the number one in total points, and there was no need to kill him. He had four tragic dishes that he knew at first glance that his opponent would deduct 2,000 points. But it shouldn’t be too charitable. If the top-level restaurant is drawn to Taifeng Building, they will offer four charity dishes to the top-level restaurant.

　　 These four dishes have to be matched.

　　 Two paths are absolutely impossible, two paths can be challenged, while leaving a way for the opponent to pave the path with sharp stones.

　　After talking with Sun Maocai, Jiang Feng stuffed the phone into the corner of the sofa, turned over and touched out the TV remote control that had been under his **** for a long time, and turned on the TV.

　　 He has been lying on the sofa all morning like this, and he doesn't even order takeout.

　　 I really don't want to move, the salted fish is decadent.

　　 Yesterday Jiang Feng watched TV all day. Not only did he watch the new Chinese and American variety show in different versions, but he also watched some TV series that have been quite popular during this period of time, but they all feel that there is generally nothing particularly attractive to him.

　　 held his hand and pressed the remote control for a few minutes, Jiang Feng did not find any TV worth watching.

　　 He wants to see something interesting.

　　 Wait, it's interesting.

　　 Jiang Feng beat a carp and suddenly sat up from the sofa.

　　 He still lay a few memories in the inventory and didn't read it.

　　 Now that the game is about to enter the second stage, it will be too late if you don't watch it.

There are actually a lot of memories in the inventory, [A memory of Jiang Weiguo], [A memory of Zhao Lanhua], [A memory of Sun Maocai] and Jiang Feng no longer remember when he completed the side mission [Ouyang Yang’s] memory】. Except for Ouyang Yang, the rest are old acquaintances, grandparents and Taifeng Lou's best chefs.

　　 Jiang Feng intends to take the rest of the past few days to read all these four memories, if any good dishes are revealed, it will also be a help for future games.

　　 Jiang Feng thought for a while, chose [A memory clip of Sun Maocai], and clicked Yes.

　　 is a mist.

　　 is still a mist full of bad words.

　　 Jiang Feng has entered so many memories, and has long been used to listening to the voice to judge where he is, and then waiting for the fog to clear to determine where he is. But the sound filled with this time in memory is still the kind of voice that is very clear and harsh even if it is quiet, talking about people behind, and it sounds more sensational when Jiang Feng listens to the voice for the first time.

　　 "What did Master Sun think, he actually took a thief as an apprentice."

　　 "That's it, it's fine if this matter is spread out, how can any guests dare to come to our Jubaolou for dinner in the future? It will ruin our store's reputation."

　　 "You have to be more careful in the future. He is now Master Sun's apprentice. You won't be able to tell the truth if you lose something without evidence."

"I have long seen that he is not a good thing. If I say that he must have deliberately stole something and was discovered by Brother Jiang before, he just wanted to use this method to stay in the store. He is more serious than anyone at a young age. The wild children who are planted outside and do not have parents are thinking deeply."

　　 As the words of the discussion became more and more ugly, and the fog became lighter and weaker, Jiang Feng was gradually able to see the things around him, as well as the children beside him.

　　 Ten-year-old Sun Maocai.

　　 Even though Sun Maocai had been accepted as a closed disciple by Sun Zheran at this time, he was still very thin and thin, with thin arms and legs that didn't look like a ten-year-old child at all. Everyone who said he was seven or eight years old was believed.

Sun Maocai was wearing a cheap, old, long-sleeved gray dress stained with water and green cabbage leaves. He stood by the door, which was half open. He was only with the few people in the house who were eating and talking boring gossip. There is a wall.

　　Sun Mao didn't go in, didn't move, didn't make a sound, or even showed no expression. He just stood quietly outside the door, listening to others talking about himself.

　　 Jiang Feng went in through the wall and took a look. There were only five people in the house. Three of them were talking gossip. The other two obviously disagreed with the three people's views but did not say anything, frowning and eating silently.

　　 Five people are gathering around a table. There are a few pots of vegetables on the table. The dishes are okay, one meat and three vegetables. It's just that the meat is almost invisible in the fainted basin. You can only tell from the layer of oil on the bottom of the basin that the meat originally contained in this basin. The other three pots of vegetarian dishes look very ordinary, there is no oily water, the dishes are quite fresh, but the heat is a bit old, and I don't have any appetite.

　　The three people who couldn't stop their mouths continued to discuss.

　　 "I heard that when he was washing the dishes some time ago, he had been stealing lessons. He didn't wash the dishes honestly. His eyes kept staring away. He was thief, and he knew..."

　　 "Okay." A middle-aged man who had been eating silently on the side finally couldn't listen anymore. "It's just a ten-year-old child. You are not afraid to talk like this behind your back."

　　 Someone spoke to stop them, and the three chewing men who had been unscrupulously felt that everyone was in favor of their own ideas finally stopped, their expressions a little ugly.

　　 "Senior Brother Liu..." The weakest and weakest one just said.

"I don't dare to be your senior brother, I don't want to be lucky one day and be accepted as a full-fledged disciple by Master Sun, and then be judged by a few good seniors." Senior Brother Liu put the bowl on the table. When I went out, I saw Sun Maocai who had been standing by the wall. He was taken aback and didn't speak, but shook his head helplessly.

　　Sun Maocai stood by the wall for a while. The people in the room no longer dared to continue the discussion, and he did not go in, so he left silently.

　　 The room just now was obviously the room where the employees of Jubao Building ate. Jiang Feng didn't know whether Sun Maocai had eaten or not, so Sun Mao just returned to the kitchen and started washing the vegetables.

　　 Wash the radish.

　　 After washing the radish, cut the radish.

　　 At this time, Sun Mao has obviously not undergone any systematic learning and training. The knife is a very layman. The slices of carrots cut out are different in thickness, only slightly better than the average housewife.

　　 Obviously it was a break at this time. Only Sun Mao in the back kitchen was cutting radishes in silence. It is estimated that no one knew that Sun Mao was cutting radishes in the back kitchen at this time.

　　 Jiang Feng just watched Sun Mao just cut the carrots in the back kitchen for half an hour.

　　 After half an hour, the small half box of white radish is gone.

"What are you cutting? You can cut radishes like this. You still want to cut thin slices at this level. You cut thick slices first, and then cut the thick slices." Sun Maocai concentrated on While cutting the radish, Sun Guanyun suddenly appeared behind him.

　　 It is strange to say that as a native southerner, Sun Guanyun speaks with a northern accent at this time. The father obviously contributed.

　　 When Sun Guanyun said that, Sun Mao was a little afraid to continue cutting with the knife.

　　 "Continue to cut, you have to practice cutting radishes now, you have to practice from cutting carrots, and then practice, you are embarrassed not to practice cutting carrots like this?" Sun Guanyun said.

　　 "Oh." Sun Maocai then cut the radish.

　　 Just after cutting two knives, Sun Guanyun called to stop again.

"Is it right? Didn't my father teach you? Didn't he tell you yesterday that your posture for holding the knife is wrong." Sun Guanyun started directly, and hand-in-hand instructed Sun Mao on how to hold the kitchen knife correctly. "Look at me cutting, I am now Cut thick slices for you."

　　Sun Maocai focused on Sun Guanyun's hand movements.

　　 "Have you seen it?"

"No."

　　 "Why are you so stupid? How did my father think you accepted you as my junior apprentice? My father has confiscated his apprentice for many years." Sun Guanyun's words were full of disgust.

　　 "Brother, you also demonstrated it again." Sun Maocai said weakly.

　　Sun Guanyun:...

　　 Sun Guanyun had to demonstrate to Sun Mao again.

　　 "You practice by yourself, I will check it in two hours." Sun Guanyun dropped this sentence and left. He did not come back for check after two hours, but Sun Maocai practiced for two hours.

　　 Sun Guanyun returned to the kitchen until half of the afternoon when he was about to prepare for the evening business. At this time, Sun Mao had already cut three whole baskets of radishes. The cut slices of radish are piled up into hills, still varying in thickness, but they are obviously improved compared to the noon time. For a beginner, one can make visible progress in knife skills in just one afternoon. This is definitely a culinary talent that is almost evil.

　　 Anyway, Jiang Feng is silly.

　　 With such a talent, it is no wonder that Sun Zheran would be tempted to accept him as a closed disciple.

　　 Sun Guanyun was also stupid, he seemed to have met Sun Maocai this little junior brother for the first time. But when he was young, Sun Guanyun was a face-saving person, even though he was a bit old when he was old.

　　Sun Guanyun pretended to be okay with you, but justsoso’s expression was just like that: "It’s okay, I need more practice."

　　 "Senior brother, is my method of cutting radishes right now?" Sun Maocai asked.

　　 "Of course it is right, what can I teach wrong?" Sun Guanyun looked complacent, picked up one of the baskets of white radishes cut out by Sun Maocai and left.

　　Sun Maocai & Jiang Feng:?

　　Sun Mao only cut the radishes for the whole afternoon. Basically, he didn’t use it. He doesn't have to do anything during the evening business, just follow Sun Zheran to listen to him.

　　Sun Zheran is obviously very patient with the newly recruited apprentices, no matter what he said, Sun Mao just needs it at this time, he explained it very carefully. From the selection of the ingredients, the craftsmanship of the knife, the details of the seasoning to the heat, all the dishes are fine. Break them one by one to explain to Sun Maocai, let him know the whole picture, and then start from the beginning.

　　 Sun Zheran is undoubtedly a good master.

　　 After the completion of the teaching, Sun Zheran still did not forget to care about Sun Maocai's progress in cutting carrots.

　　 "Did Guanyun point you to the sword skills this afternoon?" Sun Zheran asked with a smile.

　　 "Brother Sun showed me how to cut white radish all afternoon."

"He has that good temper to point you all afternoon? I'm afraid that he just taught and taught and left to do his own business. He is your brother. If you don't understand, all ask him. This is what I gave. He must complete the task he sent."

　　 "Don't look at him sometimes speaking badly, people are still very kind and enthusiastic, don't be afraid, just ask."

　　Sun Maocai nodded.

　　 "Be hungry, I'll take the radish you cut this afternoon and stew the radish ribs soup for you. In the small kitchen in the cubicle, go to the small kitchen in the cubicle.

　　 "I'm not hungry." Sun Maocai said.

　　 "How can you not be hungry if you haven't eaten at noon." Sun Zheran exposed Sun Maocai's lie.

　　Sun Mao was stunned.

"I asked Guanyun to find you at noon today. He looked for you in the eating place and didn't find you. He ran to your house and didn't see anyone. Finally he found you in the kitchen. Guess you might have gone back to the kitchen to practice knife skills without eating at noon. You can’t do this next time. How can you not eat at the age of growing body? The most important thing for a chef is to have a good physique. You can't be a good chef with strength." Sun Zheran began to explain.

"These clothes of yours are too old, and they are a little inconvenient to wear. I asked Guanyun to find out his clothes when he was a child. Although they are all old clothes, they are durable and strong. They were all made by your master. , So I can’t bear to keep it forever. I didn’t expect it would come in handy now. Originally, I wanted him to give it to you personally, and I just took the opportunity to increase the relationship between your brothers and sisters. As a result, he didn’t find you, so it was troublesome. Throw it in your house."

　　 Speaking of this, Sun Zheran couldn't help but smiled: "He has this temper, he has no patience, and he is impatient."

　　Sun Mao didn't know what to say, so he could only look down at the ground slightly, not daring to look at Sun Zheran: "Thank you, Master."

　　 "Study hard, wait until the Chinese New Year, I will ask your wife to make you a new dress, and drink rib soup."

　　 How obedient I went to the small kitchen in the cubicle, the carrot rib soup was still simmering on the stove, it was very fragrant, very soft, and the most important thing was a lot of meat.

　　 There is so much meat that it doesn’t look like radish ribs soup but radish broth. The ribs shouldn’t have so much meat.

A qualified radish rib soup should not have so much meat, but in this age when meat is still precious, this substandard radish rib soup is more exciting and attractive than most qualified radish rib soup .

　　Who doesn’t like large pieces of attractive and fragrant meat?

　　 Soup was obviously simmered for a while~www.readwn.com~ The whole compartment was filled with the attractive fragrance of carrot rib soup. Sun Maocai's slices of radish of varying thickness floated up and down on the soup, faintly about to be stewed.

　　 Obviously, although Sun Zheran stewed this pot of soup, he did not look at it.

　　Sun Mao just found a small bowl and scooped himself a bowl full of meat.

　　 is very careful, not a piece of radish.

　　 At this time, Sun Maocai obviously didn't have too many opportunities to eat meat. Faced with such a bowl of fragrant and tempting meat, he did not hesitate. Regardless of the hotness, he ate, chewed, and swallowed.

　　 gobbled up gorgingly, without stopping, bowl after bowl, and even seemed a bit fierce, like a hungry wolf who was hungry for several days.

　　 The picture freezes on Sun Maocai's open mouth.

It's getting foggy.

　　 Jiang Feng left the memory.

　　 Jiang Feng after leaving the memory, the only feeling is that——

　　 This is too short!

　　 is indeed a fragment of memory, really just a fragment!

That's it?

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