Life game

Chapter 7 Preserved Egg Lean Meat Porridge

Compared with Chen Xiuxiu's simple kitchen, Jiang's kitchen tools and seasonings are much more complete. In order not to poison his friend to death, Jiang Feng decided to cook the porridge at home first, and then consider whether to serve it after seeing the effect.

After chopping preserved eggs and marinating lean meat, Jiang Feng walked out of the kitchen and waited quietly for the porridge to be cooked.

Taking out his mobile phone, Jiang Feng realized that Wang Hao had sent him a series of messages.

Mouse: Brother Feng, which button does the rice cooker press to cook? ? ! !
Mouse: Brother Feng, how much water and rice do you add to cooking? ? ! !
Mouse: Brother Feng, what gear should the transformer be adjusted to? ? ! !

Mouse: Brother Feng, save the child! ! !
Jiang Feng: ...

As long as you give birth to children, those in our Jiang family who weigh more than 150 kilograms are not considered children.

After remotely instructing Wang Hao on how to cook rice with a rice cooker, Jiang Feng checked Moments again and received Wang Hao's reply.

Mouse: Brother Feng, it's too late...

Mouse: Brother Feng, I beg you to come back quickly!I miss your claypot pork ribs rice!

Jiang Feng: ...

guna :)
In order to repay his roommate's miss, Jiang Feng opened the lid of the pot and took a picture of the steaming porridge, and clicked send.

Put down the phone and start stirring the porridge in the pot.

After stirring for about ten minutes, Jiang Feng glanced at the clock in the living room. It was 4:40, not yet time for dinner.Just turn off the heat, cover the pot, and put it in the pot to keep warm.

Turning on the phone, as expected, I received a series of ghost cries and howls from Wang Hao.

After thinking about the main task, Jiang Feng decided to call Wang Hao to inquire about the situation, and ask him to help promote his new store that is about to open.

Although Wang Hao was frustrated in love and received fat that could not be lost, he was successful in his career. He opened a small shop in the dormitory and it was very successful. Most of the dormitory directors in the male dormitory added his WeChat.

"Hello." The call was connected quickly, and Wang Hao's mournful cries and wolves came from the other end.

"Brother Feng, you are so unkind. You secretly open a small stove at home and don't care about your brother's life." Wang Hao directly put a big hat on Jiang Feng.

"...Don't you know how to eat cafeteria?"

"There are only a few dishes in the canteen during the summer vacation, which are worse than pig food. The air conditioner is not turned on, and the food street at the back door is almost completely closed. It is almost impossible for us students who stay in school during the summer vacation to live." Wang Hao complained.

The temperature in city A has never dropped below 37 degrees this summer, so it is strange that vendors and shops can open for a small group of students.

"So you cook your own rice in the dormitory?" Jiang Feng didn't understand Wang Hao's brain circuit.

"You don't understand, white rice with spicy strips is a great way to cool off the summer heat." Wang Hao sighed, "What are you calling me for, just to show off that you can eat and drink well at home?"

"Speaking of business, do you know that there is a new store under renovation in the food street at the back door of the school?"

"I know, you got the news very quickly! It's such a big store, with two floors above and below, and the signboard hasn't been hung yet. When I pass by every day, I see a few strong men with big waists working as supervisors there. The owner of that store It must be very rich!" Wang Hao sighed, "What do you think their house sells? The security company shouldn't be open at the back door of our school!"

"...that's my new store..."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, Jiang Feng silently moved the phone away from his ear, and sure enough, Wang Hao's exclamation soon came.

"Damn, Brother Feng, you are really my brother, a hidden rich second generation!"

"Get out! I'm the second generation poor now. My dad borrowed a lot of money to open the store there. My family is heavily in debt now." Jiang Feng said with a smile, "You have to publicize it on WeChat, otherwise You may have to see me begging at the bridge."

"That's no problem, but Brother Feng, how is this uncle's cooking skills? I never advertise on WeChat Moments, so I can't let my clients block me the first time I advertise."

"Come on, just return customers from your canteen, what do you think of my cooking skills?" Jiang Feng said.

"I can't find a second one in the whole boys' dormitory!" Wang Hao boasted very hard.

"In my dad's eyes, most of the dishes I cook are pig food."

Wang Hao was immediately excited. Whenever Jiang Feng cooked pork ribs claypot rice in the dormitory, it didn't make a sensation in the whole dormitory building. If it was considered pig food, he would eat pig food for the rest of his life!

"No problem, my circle of friends will let you advertise for a year! The advertising fee is free, how about including three meals?" Wang Hao said slyly.

"You have to eat." Jiang Feng felt that he had to remind Wang Hao, "You have to pay attention to exercise, otherwise you will lose 200 catties if you develop horizontally."

"How can it be so easy to weigh 200 catties."

Why is it not easy, look at our Jiang family, besides me, who didn't easily gain 200 catties?
After chatting with Wang Hao for a few more words, Jiang Feng hung up the phone.

I glanced at my phone, it was 5:15, just right, it wasn't too early for dinner.

Holding a bowl of warm preserved egg and lean meat porridge, Jiang Feng knocked on the door next door.

[A bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge with wrong ratio of ingredients]

Although the proportions were wrong, Jiang Feng took a sip and the taste was okay.

It was Chen Duxiu who opened the door. Could it be that he is at home.

"Uncle Chen, I'll bring porridge to Xiuxiu," Jiang Feng said.

Chen Duxiu was a little surprised: "Porridge?"

"She had a stomach problem this morning, and Dr. Chen asked her to drink porridge for a few days," Jiang Feng explained.

"This child, why is he still having a stomach problem?" Chen Duxiu muttered as he walked in, "I'm really bothering you, Xiaofeng."

"fine."

Chen Xiuxiu was sitting on the sofa watching TV. There was a glass of water on the tea table in front of her. Seeing Jiang Feng coming with a bowl of porridge in her hand, she got up to pour water for him.

"Preserved egg porridge?" Chen Xiuxiu smelled it.

Jiang Feng nodded.

"I don't eat meat."

Chen Duxiu became anxious, and reprimanded him: "You child, why are you talking? Xiao Feng kindly cooks porridge for you, and you are still picking and choosing."

"It's okay, I picked out the meat and preserved eggs." Jiang Feng said kindly, "Uncle Chen, why don't you go to my house for porridge, and I'll cook some side dishes for you."

"How embarrassing." Chen Duxiu was obviously moved.

"It's okay, just let you try my craft." Jiang Feng smiled.

"Your Jiang family's craftsmanship is really good. When your grandfather was still a chef in a state-owned restaurant, every time the smell of dishes wafted from the restaurant, we children were greedy. We talked with your dad and you every day. An uncle set up a relationship just to grab a bite to eat."

"The clay figurines we painted when I was young are all given to your father and uncle."

"But your grandfather's cooking is really delicious, and your father can't compare to that skill."

Chen Duxiu followed Jiang Feng to his house while recalling the past.

Comrade Jiang Weiguo's culinary skills are indeed superb. Every time the whole family gathers together for the old man to cook, the Jiang family is as happy as the New Year, although it is indeed the New Year...

But it is undeniable that the old man's culinary skills are still the pinnacle of Jiang's cooks.

Jiang Feng took two bowls of porridge, and as soon as he brought them to the table, he heard the system beep.

"Ding, get 9 experience points."

"Ding, get 12 experience points."

"Ding, get 12 experience points."

……

It seemed that Chen Xiuxiu was very satisfied with the porridge this time.

"Uncle Chen, drink some porridge first, and I'll cook two dishes." Jiang Feng walked into the kitchen in a good mood.

"Ding, get 2 experience points."

When Jiang Feng turned his head, Chen Duxiu was holding the porridge.

Gee.

mean.

(End of this chapter)