Life game

Chapter 65 Raw Materials

Jiang Feng had been waiting for the notification that the task was completed since he left Han Guishan's house.

Jiang Feng got on the subway.

Jiang Feng switched to line 4.

Jiang Feng went back to the healthy stir-fry restaurant.

Jiang Feng went back to the dormitory.

It's the second day.

Jiang Feng went to the healthy stir-fry restaurant.

It's six o'clock in the afternoon.

The game notification sound that Jiang Feng was waiting for never came.

Jiang Feng:? ? ?
Han Guishan didn't eat?
Full of doubts, Jiang Feng came to No. 21, Area A, Tianfu Garden, and rang the doorbell.

Han Guishan waited for Jiang Feng at home, still looking very enthusiastic, no difference from yesterday's attitude and did not show any dissatisfaction.When Jiang Feng was making it, he also stood by and watched silently just like yesterday.

"Mr. Han, are your employees satisfied with yesterday's pickled vegetable dumpling?" Jiang Feng finally couldn't help asking.

"Satisfied, of course satisfied, Xiao Jiang, you must have nothing to say about your craftsmanship." Han Guishan replied, he sneaked up in the office today and finished eating the remaining pickled vegetable dumplings, because he was afraid of being seen by other executives. I ate it after heating it in the microwave, and the taste is still in my mouth.

Jiang Feng felt that Han Guishan didn't need to lie.

He paid such a sky-high price to invite himself to make pickled vegetable dumplings, and there was no need to deceive himself into pretending to be satisfied with his dissatisfaction.

Where is the problem?

Jiang Feng really didn't understand, his pickled vegetable dumpling should be considered quite good, how could Han Guishan say it was good but not satisfied in his heart?

While kneading the dough, Jiang Feng recalled the details of the mission.

Li Hua's pickled vegetable dumpling was taught by her mother Li Sanya, and she only needs to follow the recipe to restore it.

According to the recipe...

Jiang Feng kneaded the dough for a moment, a little unbelievable...

Boss Han, the taste is not so strong, right?
If you follow the recipe completely, it will be low-quality pickled vegetables + thickened cornmeal + rice bran. This combination of death can directly feed the precious stomachs of modern people into the hospital!

The pickled vegetables in the recipe video tutorial are low-quality pickled vegetables that have been stored for a long time and linger on the edge of the long hair without any moisture.Cornmeal is a fighter in coarse grains without any fine drying, even the corn cobs are ground together and there are large particles.Rice bran is made by smashing and boiling the rice skin and shell together. Although it is called rice bran, there is not a single grain of rice.Using this kind of raw material to make pickled vegetable dumplings is really sweet.

Dig deep into the soul.

Jiang Feng stopped kneading the noodles and went straight to the cabinet to find pickles.

Because he brought his own pickles, Jiang Feng didn't even look at the pickles Han Guishan prepared yesterday.

Fortunately, two of the more than a dozen cans of pickled vegetables are in poor condition, and I don't know how long they have been stored, and they are comparable to the ones in the video teaching.

"Student Xiao Jiang, what's wrong?" Han Guishan asked seeing Jiang Feng's sudden change of expression.

"Something is missing, that Mr. Han, may I ask if you have rice bran at home. The kind that is directly ground out of rice husk and rice husk, there is nothing else." Jiang Feng asked.

Nowadays, people pay attention to health and eat everything. If they want to buy rice bran, they are sold on the market, but the ones on the market are made from the peel, seed coat, outer endosperm, aleurone layer and embryo. The rice bran that I ate at that time was completely different.

"This one, I'll ask my assistant to buy it, and it will be delivered tomorrow." Han Guishan said, and left the kitchen to make a phone call.

Within 2 minutes, Han Guishan came back with emotion on his face.

"I didn't expect you, Xiao Jiang, to know this kind of rice bran. I used to eat that kind of rice bran when I was a child. My mother boiled it really finely, Fei Chai, but it's better than cornmeal. That stuff cuts your throat. No matter what the cornmeal is. Cooking will cut your throat. Rice bran is different, if you can drink a bowl of rice porridge when you are young, you can show off for a few months, and white rice is even more unthinkable." Han Guishan recalled the past with a full face.

Jiang Feng: ...

You talk about cutting your throat with coarse grains, but your body honestly wants to eat the original version that cuts your throat.

Without rice bran, it was too late to recover 100%, not to mention that Jiang Feng had been kneading the noodles for a long time.Instead of using the pickles made by Comrade Wang Xiulian, I used low-quality pickles that lacked moisture, and the taste of the pickled dumplings was not as good as yesterday's.

Because of the delay, it was almost eight o'clock when Jiang Feng left.

Han Guishan asked Steward Wang to call Han Youxin down for dinner.

"Ma'am hasn't come back yet?" Han Guishan asked.

"Madam said she ate outside and came back after soaking in the hot spring." Butler Wang replied.

"While soaking in hot springs, you can't eat coarse grains to maintain your health. You mess around all day long." Han Guishan muttered in a low voice, but he didn't dare to say that in front of Wang Jing, so he stuffed Han Youxin with a pickled vegetable dumpling.

Han Youxin cried a lot yesterday. Seeing that this morning's breakfast was still pickled vegetable dumplings, he realized that his father was determined to make him agree to lose weight with the dough.

Even with the best mental construction, Han Youxin's tears fell uncontrollably at the moment of entrance: "It's even worse than yesterday's, wow!"

Thinking of eating this in the future, and getting worse every day, Han Youxin couldn't help crying.

Seeing that he was crying so earnestly, Han Guishan thought that Jiang Feng had misbehaved and made the pickled vegetable dumpling unpalatable today, so he quickly stuffed one into his mouth.

Go down in one bite.

This taste...

Han Guishan remembered that the pickles pickled by Auntie were always very salty and dry, because pickles were expensive things at that time, and the salt was also expensive, so they had to be hidden at ordinary times, and they would only be taken out as dishes for everyone during festivals. eat.

"You bastard is talking nonsense again. It's unpalatable. It's even better than yesterday's." Han Guishan reprimanded, "Don't play tricks. Last time, Doctor Chen said that if you are overnourished, you should eat more coarse grains. Eat it quickly. Don't go up and steal snacks, I confiscated all the snacks under your bed today."

Han Youxin cried even louder when he learned that all the snacks he had secretly hidden under the bed had been confiscated.

Han Guishan blocked Han Youxin's crying, and sent a WeChat message to Wang Jing who was enjoying the hot spring.

"Do you want me to leave you a pickled vegetable dumpling for supper?"

"No, you'll get fat (smile)." Wang Jing replied in seconds.

"How can coarse grains make you fat, hey, woman." Han Guishan muttered.

On the other side, the sisters who took a hot spring with Wang Jing teased her: "Your old Han urged you to go back, and I will send you a WeChat message after eight o'clock."

"He asked if he would like to leave me a meal." With a fake smile on her face, Wang Jing dialed Assistant Chen's phone number, "Hey, Xiao Chen, I saw that the European [-]th Tour is very good, just That's it, I can leave tomorrow."

"Yo, you don't care about your precious son, and you actually go out to play for fourteen days?" The plastic sisters were surprised.

"There is Lao Han here. He gets off work early recently and stays at home every night. I just go out to relax." Wang Jing said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)