Life is a Game

Jiang Feng stayed in his memory for many days.

For a long time, he began to wonder if he was trapped in this memory.

For seven days in a row, Jiang Feng saw the same scene every day. Counting from the morning is that Jiang Chengde gets up first, prepares breakfast and lunch, and the whole family eats dinner. Jiang Huiqin uses a lunch box to bring lunch to school. Jiang Chengde led the eldest, second and third to work in Taifeng Building, and the fourth stayed at home to take care of the fifth, sixth and seventh. Until the afternoon Jiang Huiqin went home from school, the fourth went to Taifeng Building and Jiang Huiqin took care of the three children. Turnip head. Jiang Huiqin also went out early when she was not in school, and she was probably going out on a date with Li Mingyi.

This is true every day, like an infinite loop.

Jiang Feng can only stay in the house and cannot go out. The wall is not allowed to pass through. The limit is to get stuck in the wall. He can't even see what the outside is. He can only look at the outside every day when everyone goes out and opens the door. landscape.

He stayed in the old house of the Jiang family for seven days and watched the wonderful performance of Little Turnip Head for seven days.

Only then did I find that the old man was eating hands when he was young.

Nibbles vigorously, the kind of thief.

Nothing else was discovered.

Jiang Feng was going to be depressed.

It's not that he hasn't stayed in memory for a long time, he has also been in Xia Mucheng's memory for a long time. But at that time Xia Mucheng went out every day and went to different places every day. Jiang Feng followed him just like traveling. Unlike now, I can only be trapped in this small house every day. Looking forward is the wall and looking up at the sky in all directions. If you carefully observe the stars every night, there is no change.

It's too boring, too boring, too uninspiring. .

Jiang Feng only hated that he couldn't hold anything in his memory, otherwise he would definitely go to the kitchen to chop vegetables, cook vegetables, and help Jiang Huiqin make dinner.

He felt that a young lady of a large family in the feudal period could not go out of the door and did not move forward-this is really not a life for people.

It was not until the eighth day that everything began to turn around.

Jiang Chengde did not go out.

At first, Jiang Chengde didn't go out after breakfast and lunch. Jiang Feng thought it was because he was taking a rest today. After all, even in the evil old society, there is no reason to prevent chefs from taking long vacations.

Jiang Feng sat in the kitchen watching Jiang Chengde's cooking all day.

It's really a whole day of cutting vegetables, from morning to night, from vegetables to meat dishes to seafood. Basically every one or two hours, someone who looks like a small servant who Jiang Feng has never seen will bring a basket of vegetables. Dragging another basket of chopped vegetables away is confusing.

Jiang Feng began to realize that something was wrong was the second day Jiang Chengde did not go out.

Jiang Chengde still didn't go out the next day, and he chopped vegetables all day in the kitchen like yesterday. The little servants who gave food and took food were the same as yesterday.

The same is true on the third day.

Nothing changed on the fourth day.

Jiang Feng saw that Jiang Chengde had been cutting vegetables at home for four days, and he could see a lot of ways.

Jiang Chengde cut vegetables purposefully and regularly, and Jiang Feng discovered that even the vegetables sent by the little servant were exquisite. The seafood is the first to be delivered. The first servant who delivered the seafood in the morning will not leave. Instead, he will wait outside the door. After Jiang Chengde has finished processing the seafood, he will immediately bring the seafood back, and bring back the processed seafood. At the same time, Stoudemire, who is the second one to send vegetables, will send a basket of vegetables that need to be sliced, almost seamlessly.

Vegetables are sorted, cut into thick slices, sliced, shredded, diced, hob pieces.

Meat is also delivered separately, including pork, chicken, duck, beef, lamb, cooked meat, raw meat, and braised meat.

Jiang Chengde seemed to be chaotic all day, cutting vegetables aimlessly, but in fact he was practicing or reviewing very regularly and purposefully.

Jiang Feng felt that Jiang Chengde wanted to spend a few days to go through the entire process of practicing knife skills, but the order of his knife skills was not in the order he learned, but in the order he arranged.

This is the case every day, repeated over and over again, but it seems that day by day is getting faster.

Jiang Feng remembers that on the first day, Jiang Chengde started processing seafood from early in the morning until the moon hung high in the air. The time was long until the last little servant waiting outside to pick up vegetables was tired and dozed off.

But on the fifth day, the genius just ended in Heijiang Chengde.

Jiang Feng felt that he was not progressing so fast, but that he deliberately slowed down the speed a few days ago. It seemed that he wanted to taste the process from beginner to skilled, but the method was somewhat intriguing and unpredictable.

Jiang Chengde practiced sword skills for seven days.

In the past seven days, he was getting faster and faster every day, and it ended earlier. The seventh day ended only in the middle of the afternoon. Jiang Feng guessed that the seventh day was Jiang Chengde's real strength and speed.

During these seven days, Jiang Chengde seldom talked to people. He entered the kitchen early until all the dishes came out. Even when he was eating, he was always silent as if thinking about something. The Jiang family did not dare to disturb him. Even if there were three little turnips in the most noisy age at home, they did not dare to go to the kitchen. Even Jiang Huiqin didn't dare to talk to Jiang Chengde, for fear that he would let Jiang Chengde say something. What we did in a few days that everyone didn't know was completely abandoned.

In the past seven days, the three small carrot heads in the family were not only taken care of by the fourth child. The four older brothers above took turns taking care of them. Except for Jiang Chengde's abnormality, everyone was living according to the original normal track.

On the eighth day, Jiang Chengde stopped cutting vegetables and changed to cooking.

The vegetable delivery boy gave Jiang Chengde two large baskets of tender green vegetables. Jiang Chengde also fried the vegetables at home for a whole day. From morning to night, Jiang Feng felt sour from the side.

He is too familiar with this scene. Every child in the Jiang family started cooking vegetables.

Although it looks easy to stir-fry green vegetables, it is actually a dish that tests fire skills, and it is most suitable for beginners to practice fire skills. Jiang Chengde is like a beginner. He practiced tirelessly from the beginning of cooking green vegetables, but the green vegetables he fry were not as bad as those made by beginners.

As long as Jiang Chengde personally stir-fried vegetables, even a simple plate of vegetables without the lard is more fragrant and attractive than ordinary stir-fried vegetables.

The young man outside the door is also very interesting. When Jiang Chengde was practicing sword skills, the young man was responsible for delivering food and picking vegetables, and he would not usually stay in the yard for a long time. But when Jiang Chengde started to practice the fire, there was a row of young men in the courtyard, waiting in line outside the kitchen. Whenever there are several plates of greens, the greens are put into the food box, and they run away at a very fast speed, as if someone behind them is taking a whip.

This also made Jiang Feng completely convinced that these little servants are the servants of Taifeng Tower.

Taifeng Tower is not far from the Jiang family's old house~www.readwn.com~ It takes ten minutes to walk, and it only takes a few minutes to run. The ingredients brought by these little servants and little servants are obviously sponsored by Boss Lu. Of course, Boss Lu is not a philanthropist. Since he will send the little servants to wait at the door, waiting for Jiang Chengde’s dishes to be served. You can tell if you put them in the food box and take them away-these dishes are obviously to be served to the diners.

As for how to sell hundreds of stir-fried vegetables in a day, it is boss Lu's business.

Like practicing knife skills, Jiang Chengde practiced for seven days.

From fried vegetables, fried potato chips, fried potato shreds, fried pork, to the last day's oily double crisp, Jiang Chengde only cooks the same dishes every day, all day. The difficulty is increasing every day, until the most difficult oil burst is double crisp.

It's like an ordinary chef who has been practicing the heat for more than ten years, but Jiang Chengde has condensed the ten years into seven days.

Jiang Chengde has not left the house for fourteen days.

For these fourteen days, the children who stayed at home every day started playing around away from the kitchen, and became like those little servants standing outside the kitchen, looking through the window and practicing alone. Jiang Chengde.

Little window, little child.

It's like an oil painting.

Jiang Feng also began to be more and more serious like Jiang Chengde. Jiang Chengde did it seriously in the kitchen, and he watched carefully by Jiang Chengde's side.

Obviously every day is the same thing and nothing has changed, but he no longer feels boring and monotonous, but relishes it and enjoys it.

Because he already knew what Jiang Chengde was doing, and finally realized what this memory meant to tell him.

Let him witness the birth of a great master.

On the fifteenth day, Jiang Chengde began to practice seasoning.

Hang the broth.