Life game

Chapter 85
The next day, Jiang Feng started his daily cooking practice during the winter vacation.

Jiang Weiming also became one of the instructors. Together with Jiang Weiguo, two big Buddhas watched Jiang Feng practice fire in the kitchen.

"I'm old, I'm old, the heat is too high, can't you feel the dishes you cook yourself? It's only been a few days since you cook, and you can't even fry a green vegetable?" Jiang Weiguo is definitely a tyrant in the kitchen, shouting Jiang Feng didn't dare to vent his anger.

"What are you doing so timidly? Can it be fried like this? Down, start over!"

This is already the No. 17 dish of vegetables that Jiang Feng threw away this morning.

Wang Xiulian and Li Mingli washed two large baskets of vegetables in the morning, enough for Jiang Feng to fry for a whole day.

There is nothing else in the countryside, and the food is enough.Vegetables, potatoes, and sweet potatoes are all good ingredients for cooking. The village is close to the town, and the town's vegetable market will definitely be enough if the fields are exhausted.

If Jiang Feng could really train the vegetables in the vegetable market to a critical level, then he would not be far from being a teacher.

Learning to cook is more like learning English. It feels very important. It’s okay if you don’t feel like it. Just practice, and the feeling will come out after practicing.Just like Jiang Weiwei, who has such a poor culinary talent, after 40 years of practice, Liu Qian will still say that the fried dishes are delicious.

"Xiaofeng is the same as you when you were a child. There is one problem, and I can't find it." Jiang Weiming watched Jiang Feng practicing cooking, full of emotion.

"I was only young at that time. I was less than ten years old. It's normal to not find the feeling. He is already 20 years old. He has the same problem as me when I was a child. Does it make sense?" Jiang Weiguo snorted dissatisfied.

"It's different now. At that time, it was enough to find a teacher who could read and write for an hour a day. They had to go to school, work, and be decent. Our profession was tiring and hard, and we were not as popular as before. Xiaofeng was willing to learn, You can have fun secretly." Jiang Weiming said, "Not bad, you have given him a good foundation, and he will not be bad in the future."

Jiang Weiguo's expression eased a lot, and his tone was a little relieved: "My four grandsons, he was the first to drop the sandbags and persevere. One of the basic skills has not been broken for seven years. The remaining three, It looks solid, but it’s useless at all, and it’s painful and tired every now and then.”

Jiang Feng was staring at the frying pan with the fire on, and didn't hear the old man's whisper.Otherwise, he would know that the old man didn't think that his thin arms had no strength to let him hang sandbags for a year, but that he was the most honest among the four grandchildren when he was young, and the other third cousins ​​knew how to play tricks.

"Go out for a walk?" Jiang Weiguo suggested.

"it is good."

"Xiaofeng, fry another ten dishes, and then take a break. Your third grandfather and I will go for a walk in the village and fry well. I'll come back and check!" Jiang Weiguo said loudly.

"Okay, grandpa!" Jiang Feng turned off the fire and took out the vegetables.

"I'm getting old again. Look at what you fried. I'll feed it to pigs and make my pigs thin." Jiang Weiguo didn't forget to curse before he left.

After Dahua was slaughtered, Grandma Jiang was afraid that the other two pigs in the pigsty would be lonely, so she bought two more piglets. Anyway, another piglet would be slaughtered for the new year. After a while, there were still three pigs in the pigsty.

The two newcomers had been raised by Grandma Jiang for several months. Grandma Jiang's pig raising skills were obviously not as good as the old man's.The old man didn't love the four pigs in the pigsty that much anymore. If the big flower was still there, he would definitely be reluctant to let it eat the vegetables Jiang Feng fried.

"Third brother, do you want to bring your two sons over to have dinner together during the Chinese New Year, or should we go over?" Jiang Weiguo and Jiang Weiming wandered around the village.

"They, I'm afraid they don't want to come over. The youngest son of my family hasn't come back to see me for almost ten years. There is no need to go there. I forgot to tell the boss. When I go back, I will call him and talk to him. Tell me." Jiang Weiming didn't want to mention his children.

He didn't want to tell, and Jiang Weiguo didn't ask.

The two walked around slowly, and unknowingly came to the fish pond in the village. The fish pond was contracted by all the people in the village, and the cost was shared equally. Occasionally, if anyone wanted to catch fish, he could do it himself. up.

Jiang Weiguo saw two familiar figures by the fish pond.

Jiang Jiankang and Jiang Jiandang, two nimble fat men squatted by the fish pond with a net bag to catch fish, pointing and picking at the fish pond from time to time.

Jiang Weiguo couldn't control the veins on his head.

His two sons couldn't find anyone early in the morning, so they came to catch fish together when they were idle and bored.

"You two little bastards, what are you fishing for!" Jiang Weiguo scolded.

Jiang Jiankang trembled when he heard the old man's voice, and almost dragged his second brother into the fish pond.

"Dad." Jiang Jiankang squeezed out a smile, "Second brother and I are fishing for fat fish. I didn't see any good ones in the vegetable market before. I want to see if there are any in the fish pond."

"What do you two buy fat head fish for?" Jiang Weiguo asked.

"Yesterday Xiaofeng said that Uncle San is going to make fish head with chopped peppers for me today. If there is no food at home, my second brother and I will definitely go buy it." Jiang Jiankang said.

Jiang Weiguo: ...

If the two things in front of him were not his own, he really wanted to kick each of them into the fish pond.

He was indeed partial to the boss, because the boss is very talented, but it didn't hurt anyone to be hungry. Every son was fat and fat from childhood to adulthood. Why did they want to eat all day long as if they were not full? .

Jiang Weiguo looked at the two sons with an unkind expression.

Jiang Weiming laughed, and came out to smooth things over: "I did tell Xiaofeng on the way here yesterday that Jiandang and Jiankang are interested."

"Third Brother, they are just messing around, just let them not hear you."

"It's okay, some time, I'll cook you a table of Sichuan cuisine, and let you pick and choose." Jiang Weiming said.

"Then I dare not find fault with you, third brother." Jiang Weiguo said, ignoring his two sons, and walked away with Jiang Weiming.

When the two old men walked away, Jiang Jiankang asked with a net bag, "Second brother, are we still fishing for fathead fish?"

Jiang Jiandang thought for a while: "Anyway, my father scolded me, so go get it, maybe you can get it!"

Jiang Jiankang felt that this made sense, and the two brothers picked up the fathead fish again.

"Don't scold them all the time. These nephews are all so old, and they are all filial, which is good." Jiang Weiming persuaded, "My two sons are not as filial as my apprentice."

"Find a time to meet your apprentice?"

"When the new year is over, if you have time, go to Sichuan. I still have a few old colleagues who have not been in touch with me for many years. They are better than me, and their children and grandchildren will inherit their father's career, especially the granddaughter of old man Wu. You are born to eat this bowl of rice, I will take you to get to know each other." Jiang Weiming said.

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Jiang Feng finished frying the ten plates of vegetables prescribed by the old man, and sat on a chair in the kitchen to rest.

Counting these ten dishes, he has already fried 28 dishes of green vegetables, and his hands are a little numb after shaking the spoon.

Jiang Feng didn't want to engage in any activities that required the participation of hands, including playing with mobile phones.

"Xiaofeng, the pig is barking, it must be hungry, you go and feed the pig!" Grandma Jiang yelled from the next room.

"Okay, grandma!" Jiang Feng responded loudly, rubbed his wrists, poured the greens from the slop bucket into the pig food bucket, mixed them with pig grass, and carried them to the pigsty to feed the pigs.

Two big pigs and two little pigs stared at the bucket in Jiang Feng's hand and groaned wildly.

Jiang Feng poured the pig food into the trough, and four pigs flocked to him.

The pigs were all named by Grandma Jiang. Except for the big one that had already been slaughtered, the remaining two big pigs were called Erhua and Sanhua, and the two small ones were called Sihua and Wuhua respectively. They were called according to their weight. If Sanhua can catch up with the latecomers, it can also be renamed Erhua.

But Sanhua probably won't have this chance.

Erhua doesn't like to move, she can eat and sleep, and most of her fat body is fat.Sanhua is different. Although it is not as good as Dahua, it can also exercise on weekdays. It looks quite strong. This year's pig is probably Sanhua.

His hind legs would be good for ham!
"Sanhua, how do you think my fried vegetables are?" Jiang Feng looked at Sanhua.

Sanhua buried her head in the food, kicked her strong hind legs and just squeezed its second flower.

What a leg!
　Thank you for the reward of 10000 starting coins from the dead house!Thank you Wen Gu for the reward of 500 starting coins, thank you for the reward of 300 starting coins for learning how to bark with us, and thank you Tucao Di SAMA for the reward of 100 starting coins
　　
　
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