On the wedding night, the ugly wife turned into a beautiful president shocked the whole network

"OK, so no one should recognize me."

In front of the fitting mirror, Jiang Feng, who was wearing a felt hat and a mask, looked at himself in full armor.

In the previous live broadcast of the marriage proposal, he showed his face in front of the camera, but now any passerby who likes to eat melons can recognize him with a little thought.

If it is identified, it is estimated that heaps of troubles will inevitably be avoided.

To be honest, as "Nan Leyao's fiancé", this is his dream status.

But outside, he had to temporarily put on a disguise.

This always made Jiang Feng feel guilty, feeling that he was trying to avoid suspicion.

"Forget it, Goujian still has to endure hardships, wait for me to endure the humiliation for a while, and after a month, I will never die of envy of you."

Facing the mirror, Jiang Feng secretly vented.

After saying hello to Nan Leyao, Jiang Feng went out for a "walk".

The villa is located in the outskirts of the city. The "wind capital" where Jiang Feng is currently located is highly urbanized. Even in the outskirts of the city, the transportation is also convenient and there are many buildings.

"Could it be a wealthy area around here?"

As soon as he went out, he saw a series of prosperous garden villas. The decoration was no less than that of Nan Leyao's, which made Jiang Feng feel a little dazed.

The rich man's world...

A big dream, the tens of billionaire who owned a business empire in the previous life, isn't he just a poor guy now?
Jiang Feng couldn't help laughing at himself.

Just a short walk away, there is an ATM nearby.

"The only possession on my body."

Jiang Feng couldn't help being a little speechless, groped from his arms, and finally took out a yellowed ICBC card.

Insert, enter password.

Available balance: 303.38
It's really a whole lot... Jiang Feng was a little speechless.

The ATM can only take the whole hundred, so Jiang Feng can only keep the three pieces for the time being.

Holding three hundred yuan bills, Jiang Feng must use them wisely!

By tonight, a snack cart with easy cooking must be assembled!
In this era of information interconnection, surfing the Internet can solve many problems.

Jiang Feng easily found the nearest modified car dealership.

For the entire three-kilometer trip, Jiang Feng gritted his teeth and decided to spend the "expensive" two yuan to take a bus.

Fortunately, the bank card is bound to a certain Alipay, and the three yuan in the card can be considered as a contribution.

After about half an hour, Jiang Feng finally followed the navigation and found his destination.

There was a "classic car dealership" signboard, but the dusty landscape nearby made Jiang Feng doubt himself for a while.

Hey guys, this is the recycling bin, right?

Covering his mouth and nose, Jiang Feng wandered around the garage.

Except for all kinds of scrapped vehicles, it seems that there are really no serious guys here.

As they walked deeper and deeper, a "sizzling" sound caught Jiang Feng's attention.

Following the sound, Jiang Feng was brought in front of a diesel three-wheeler that was emitting electric sparks.

A dark, chunky figure was busily busying around the vehicle, holding a pile of scrap metal and welding it onto the vehicle.

"boss?"

Jiang Feng gave a signal shout.

Did not agree.

"boss!"

At this moment, the figure trembled, and finally realized that someone was coming.

"Who doesn't have eyes, didn't you see that the old man is busy?"

The man turned around, only to see that it was an old man over fifty years old.

With electric welding in one hand and a welding mask in the other, he looks pretty good.

Jiang Feng didn't dare to talk to each other, so he could only smile awkwardly and explain his reason for coming.

"Snack cart?"

The uncle lit a cigarette, and immediately began to puff.

"That's right, any car is fine, as long as there is a stove on it, and it can be loaded with cargo, everything else doesn't matter!"

Jiang Feng acted like a fool, rubbing his hands and befriending the uncle: "The other thing is... cheaper, the cheaper the better!"

"Hush...huh."

After the uncle took a puff of cigarette freely, he exhaled a smoke ring, and then asked slowly: "Cheaper?"

"Well, that's right."

"Tsk, how much is your budget?"

"Forehead……"

Jiang Feng was a little embarrassed, hesitated for a long time, and stretched out two fingers.

"Two thousand... If two thousand is enough, I can build a car. Wait, I'll adjust the goods..."

The uncle was about to get up and get busy, but he heard Jiang Feng quietly added a few words behind him——

"Hey hey, no, not two thousand..."

"It's two hundred."

As soon as the words fell, the uncle froze on the spot, then turned around stiffly, and looked over with eyes like looking at a fool.

"How many?"

"Two, two hundred..."

"U.S. dollars?"

"Master, you really know how to joke, our settlement must be with the people..."

"It was you, the turtle grandson, who made fun of me first!"

The uncle was so angry that he cursed and said, "Two hundred, how dare you shout it out?"

"Master Two Hundred, I can install more than one engine, so you just took a car?"

"I'm really in trouble, sir, just let me take you away."

Jiang Feng put down his body and begged.

"Take it away? I think you deserve a beating!"

The uncle turned and left angrily, leaving Jiang Feng where he was, and ignored him.

Well, it's expected, right?
Jiang Feng had a bad start, and he tightly held the 300 yuan in his pocket.

He also knew that it would be embarrassing to bid two hundred, but at the moment, this was the greatest "sincerity" he could give.

After all, if the remaining money is needed to purchase kitchen utensils and ingredients, it is already quite tight.

Jiang Feng was a little unwilling to give up. He didn't give up so easily when he was in business.

While the uncle was still repairing the car not far away, he went up and got scolded again with a shy face.

He knew very well that there was probably no other place in Fengdu where he could get a car cheaper than here.

After all the good things have been said, the uncle is still indifferent.

"Good deeds? Old man, I still have to pay you back, you bastard. Why?"

This sentence made Jiang Feng so angry that he dared not speak.

Alas, this is also true...

Time passed by every minute, and for Jiang Feng, days seemed like years.

He doesn't want to waste time here, but this car is the foundation of all careers.

Without a car, everything is empty talk.

He was still cursing at the uncle, but he didn't force him to leave.

Just like that, before I knew it, an hour passed...

When grass grew on Jiang Feng's head, even the uncle was a little surprised.

This young man doesn't really intend to work hard to get a car for two hundred dollars from himself, does he?

Hmm, nice to think.

"Cuckoo..."

Suddenly, the uncle's stomach growled.

Repairing a car is a physical job that consumes a lot of energy, and it is normal to be hungry.

The uncle is used to it, so he doesn't take it seriously.

On the other hand, Jiang Feng, who was watching from the side, keenly sensed the "opportunity"!
His eyes wandered around the garage.

Got it!

A small shack hidden not far away caught his attention.

While the uncle didn't notice, he sneaked over -

When he saw the messy room and a simple stove, Jiang Feng had a meaningful smile on his face...

In this ghostly place where the birds don’t shit all the year round, it’s hard to even order a takeaway.

In the simple stove built with bricks, there are traces of briquettes firing.

Come to think of it, uncle's work meals should be settled by himself.

Jiang Feng glanced outside to make sure that the uncle is not here yet.

Randomly, he rolled up his sleeves and rummaged around for ingredients.

There is not even a decent cutting board, only a wooden pier from nowhere.

The kitchen knife is also rusty and not sharp.

In a basket, Jiang Feng found a bag of white rice in a plastic bag and a small cabbage.

Other than that, there are only two red and white bottles left.

Jiang Feng opened it and smelled it - the red one was chili peppers, and the white one was lard.

With these alone, can the uncle really make do with it?
Jiang Feng was not reconciled, his eyes rolled around...

Finally, the hard work paid off, and he caught another piece of air-dried bacon hanging in a red bag on the wall of a corner of the shed!

It's ok, this can be a bit meaty.

In terms of seasoning, let alone oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar, Jiang Feng could only find half a packet of clumped table salt by the stove.

Oh, it's okay, it's okay...

A real master is one who can turn decay into magic, Jiang Feng comforted himself.

This stove can't control the heat at all, but fortunately Jiang Feng has the skills of a "junior chef".

Skillfully wash and heat the pot, first put a piece of lard in and burn it until it melts.

When the pot is sizzling, start tearing the cabbage.

At this time, do not stir-fry for the time being, wait until the excess water in the cabbage is evaporated by the heat of the iron pan, and then start to stir-fry on high heat!
The word "stir-fry" is very particular.

It is necessary for each piece of cabbage to be in close contact with the hot oil pan surface under the squeeze of the spatula, so that the cabbage is full of "pan gas" full of smoke and fire.

This is similar to Teppanyaki.

Not only should the surface of the cabbage be left in a critical state of mushy but not mushy, charred but not burnt, but also the "crisp" taste of the cabbage should be preserved to the greatest extent!

The entrance is delicious and sweet.

This is what a top-quality "dry pot cabbage" is pursuing!
This back-and-forth operation seems to be a simple answer, but in fact it is no longer what "practice makes perfect".

According to the real-time changes in the pot and the frying experience that can only be cultivated day after day, the angle of the next shovel and the strength of the stir-fry must be absolutely determined.

Strive to make every piece of cabbage seamless, braving the burnt aroma without leaving burnt color, which is perfect.

Even Jiang Feng himself sighed that the chef's attention to detail is no less simple than the ever-changing shopping malls.

After frying until it was about eight mature, Jiang Feng hurriedly took it out of the pot.

Next, serve the rice that feels cold to the touch.

This kind of "overnight rice" is used to fry for the best taste, and it can fry with distinct grains.

Put the rice first, then add a piece of lard, rub it back and forth with a shovel, so that every grain of rice is covered with lard as much as possible.

At this time, the fire should not be too hot, so that the rice can slowly stimulate the sweetness of the grain during the heating process.

Waiting for the temperature of the rice to rise gradually, the lard will be gradually melted by the surface temperature of the rice grains and penetrate into it.

"Zizzizi..."

When the white mist rises in the pot, take a small sip to taste the saltiness.

Then add the only seasoning salt.

As for the frying of bacon, it is even simpler.

Put the cut piece into the pan as a whole, just like frying iron plate Wagyu, let it be heated on all sides of the iron pan.

When the internal flavor is completely forced out by the temperature, it can be out of the pot.

Now, rice, cabbage, and bacon are all available.

Jiang Feng clapped his hands and took out a washed casserole.

If he hadn't just discovered it before, perhaps Jiang Feng would not have been able to create this kind of cuisine on a whim.

Heat the bottom of the casserole, spread a layer of oil evenly on the inside, and use fried rice as the bottom.

Slightly press the rice in the casserole, and after smoothing, spread the dry pot cabbage on the surface.

"Hiss... whoop!"

The bacon, which was still sizzling on the surface, was torn into strands by Jiang Feng enduring the pain of burning his hands.

When done, pop them back into the center of the casserole.

OK!

After adding a little spicy pepper, Jiang Feng nodded with satisfaction, and put the lid on the casserole——

Timing, three and a half minutes!

He pressed his fingers firmly on the lid of the pot, not wanting any gas from the pot to leak out of the air hole.

As time went by, the smell of salty rice and meat permeated the whole hut!

Meanwhile on the other side.

The uncle, whose work has temporarily come to an end, is resting by the side of the car.

He smoked a cigarette, looked around, and found that Jiang Feng was nowhere to be seen.

"Hmph, are you leaving?"

The uncle muttered indifferently.

I thought he was a difficult brat, but it seems...

Ok?
"Smell, sniff..."

What's the smell?Why is it so fragrant?
The uncle who has been in the pile of abandoned cars all year round can only smell the smell of engine oil and rust.

And this rice smells like a new big restaurant opened next door!
Huh?strangeness……

The uncle who followed the smell all the way, finally found the source of the smell——

At the corner, in the shed where he used to rest, there was suddenly bursts of smoke!
Good guy!
The uncle was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted!
He quickly cut off the cigarette butt in his hand, and rushed into the house in three steps!

Sure enough, as soon as he entered the door, he bumped into Jiang Feng who was concentrating on it!

"Brat, who sent you here?"

Facing Jiang Feng's "disrespectful" behavior, the uncle was a little angry.

"Thirteen, twelve, eleven..."

But facing the uncle's scolding, Jiang Feng turned a blind eye to it!
He was counting down in his mouth, and his mind was completely on the steaming casserole in front of him!

"Old man, I'm talking to you!"

Seeing that Jiang Feng still didn't agree, the uncle had no choice but to get started!
"Five, four, three..."

"You kid is stunned, aren't you!"

The uncle stepped forward angrily, and pushed Jiang Feng away from the stove!
"one!"

Until the last moment, Jiang Feng's hand was still tightly gripping the lid of the pot.

The moment he was pushed away by the uncle, Jiang Feng also lifted the lid of the pot!

Not bad, just the right time!
In an instant, the house is full of fragrance!

In the sizzling casserole, the rice was stained with a golden luster.

The fresh aroma of the dry pot cabbage is overflowing, and the fat inspired by the bacon complements each other!
Just smelling this fragrance, even the gods have to jump over the wall! !

The uncle, who was about to get angry, froze instantly after smelling the abundant aroma!
He tipped his nose, and then turned his gaze to the casserole.

Come closer and smell again——

The bursting taste of various ingredients filled the entire chest cavity!

Just like a bottle of old wine, people are already drunk before tasting it.

Coincidentally, at this moment, the uncle's stomach backed down very cooperatively——

"Cuckoo..."