Life is a Game

After leaving the memory, Jiang Feng's first reaction was that he hadn't seen Xia Mubing finish cooking Wanfu meat yet.

As if he could learn it as long as he watched Xia Mubing make Wanfu meat.

But then again, when did he love cooking so much?

It used to be like watching a movie when he read his memories. After all, the stories in his memories were usually very exciting, with ups and downs, sadomasochistic love, sweet reunions, dog food, joys and sorrows, and even some unknown gossip.

Jiang Feng usually just watched the cooking process. Anyway, those who are not allowed to learn will not be able to learn after reading it once. Those who are taught will appear in the menu bar as many times as they want.

Thinking of this, Jiang Feng clicked on the property panel this time and turned to the menu column.

Xia Mubing only had 4 dishes in total, half of which were already lit.

【Saffron Chicken (Pseudo) Grade A】

Producer: Xia Mubing

Dishes details: This is a famous French dish that is famous all over the world. By chance, the famous chef Xia Mubing of Peking gave it new vitality with Chinese cooking techniques, creating this unintentional dish. Good dishes. Because it is full of love for apprentices buried deep in the heart of the elderly and unwilling to speak out, and the special mood of warmth and joy when diners taste this dish, this dish has become an unforgettable memory of Zhang Guanghang in this life. After using it Available within one hour: French (advanced) buff bonus.

Number of crafting times per day (0/3)

Friendly reminder: The difficulty of this dish is far beyond the player's current cooking skills, and there is a 100% chance of failure.

Jiang Feng:? ? ?

what did he see French (advanced) buff bonus? ? ?

What is the difference between this and Zhang Guanghang’s self-introduction on the stage saying that I am a chef contestant from France who has been practicing for 20 years.

Is this dish going to be sold at the gate of Beierwai?

In the future, Taifeng Building will not only compete for business with dating agencies, but also with French tutoring institutions? Others give a three-day crash course in English, but I give a crash course in French?

Jiang Feng's thoughts suddenly drifted far away.

Wu Minqi came out of the shower and saw Jiang Feng lying on the sofa in a daze.

"What are you thinking? Go take a shower, it's getting late." Wu Minqi said while wiping her hair.

"Qiqi, do you want to learn French?" Jiang Feng looked serious.

"French? What are you learning? Is there anything you don't understand? If you don't understand, just take a photo and ask Zhang Guanghang." Wu Minqi couldn't keep up with Jiang Feng's brain circuit.

"It's nothing, I just asked casually. I was thinking that if you can speak French, we can find time to go to France to play." Jiang Feng found that his level of lying is getting higher and higher now, and he can come up with any nonsense without changing his face. Do not jump.

"Then there's no need to learn French. Besides, the store is so busy now that there's no time to go out and play. If you want to play, find another time. Go take a shower, you must be tired after kneading your face all day, wash it up early Go to bed early." Wu Minqi urged.

Jiang Feng went to take a bath obediently, and then went to bed.

To be honest, I always feel that my jaw is tight when I sleep on my stomach.

...

When Jiang Feng woke up the next morning, he found that he was a lively hero again. The foreign body sensation behind him had completely disappeared. He could run, jump, and even sit. He must be able to go to work normally.

Since he woke up early, Jiang Feng went downstairs to buy breakfast after washing up. In fact, it was the bean buns from the online celebrity steamed stuffed bun shop at the gate of the community. Jiang Feng originally wanted to buy all the Jiang family back at once. After all, under the leadership of Comrade Wang Xiulian, the bean buns have become an indispensable and important staple food on the Jiang family's breakfast table.

As a result, who would have thought that the steamed stuffed bun shop downstairs actually had a purchase limit of 10 per person before 8:30. Although their steamed stuffed buns were pretty big, they couldn't hold back Comrades Jiang Jiankang and Wang Xiulian's big appetites. No wonder Wu Minqi didn't buy breakfast for Comrade Wang Xiulian much recently.

When Jiang Feng went back after buying the buns, Wu Minqi had already gotten up, and the two of them went to Taifeng Building early after breakfast.

Starting today, Jiang Weiming will teach Jiang Feng how to cook sea cucumbers.

Due to the particularity of sea cucumber as an ingredient, sea cucumber dishes are generally more difficult than other dishes. In recent years, the cooking methods of sea cucumber dishes have also become more diverse. They are no longer limited to the cooking methods of stewing, stir-frying, roasting, and grilling. Many new cooking methods of sea cucumber dishes have emerged.

If you take out the sea cucumber menu, it is more than enough to write a book.

Since Jiang Feng's knowledge of sea cucumber dishes is basically 0, so if he wants to learn how to cook sea cucumber dishes, he must start by getting familiar with sea cucumbers.

Commonly known as, hit hands.

The two old men had been waiting for him in the back kitchen for a long time. When Jiang Feng arrived, he didn't say much and started teaching directly.

Since then, Jiang Feng has lived a life of black ginseng with eyes open, Kanto ginseng with eyes closed, and when he is in a daze thinking about things, he can think of the happy learning life of sea cucumber dishes on topaz ginseng, which is comparable to special training in winter vacation.

The two old men learned the experience and lessons from the previous winter vacation special training, and knew the importance of combining work and rest. Considering that Jiang Feng seemed to have only one entertainment activity other than watching sand sculpture TV series, the two old men acquiesced It caused him to go to Renyi every two or three days.

In a blink of an eye, it's next Friday.

Saturday is Qixi Festival. Like most couples, they don’t care about the occasion and the time. However, Valentine’s Day on February 14 and Qixi Festival on the seventh day of July are regular dog abuse sessions, and it is also the opportunity for major restaurants to launch ordinary set menus. Great time to pay a lot for a Valentine's Day special.

But having said that, the seventh day of the seventh lunar month is obviously the Qiqiao Festival. The majority of girls pray to the sky for Zhinu to give them a pair of dexterous hands so that they can weave better cloth. It sounds even a bit of an inspirational festival. And the legend of Zhinu became Valentine's Day.

But that's fine, otherwise Qixi Festival will turn into a carnival for clothing stores.

Even in Renyi's small kitchen, Jiang Feng could smell the smell from Qixi Festival.

The mission progress of [Famous Ren Yi Doctor] has reached (98/100), and victory is in sight. Jiang Feng is cooking Jiang Shoucheng his favorite boiled broccoli in the small kitchen, while thinking about where to catch it. The little white mouse cleared the progress of the last two tasks.

Zhuang Lin has already been discharged from the hospital and went home to rest, and Fang Zhuoyue's father has also recovered and returned home. Jiang Feng's two regular mice, Aunt Qian and Fang Zhuoyue, both visited the small kitchen again, which greatly slowed down his task completion speed. If you still insist on patronizing Renyi's small kitchen, you will be able to complete the task the day before yesterday.

"Young man, can you see if it's okay to make it like this?" The new mouse—a middle-aged man with metal-rimmed glasses who looks gentle and elegant, with neatly combed hair and obsessive-compulsive disorder, asked. .

"Almost, it's ready to cook." Jiang Feng nodded affirmatively, "If you can't control the saltiness when cooking, then add a little less salt first, and if it tastes weak, add a little more, or add more at once It's not easy."

"Okay, thank you young man, you have helped me a lot." The middle-aged man thanked.

Jiang Feng glanced at his watch. It was past 11 o'clock. If there were no more mice, he would have to stay in the small kitchen at night if he wanted to complete the task within the day.

Isn't it cruel to ask Brother Cheng to eat two meals of boiled broccoli a day?

How about cooking a pot of preserved egg and lean meat porridge for him at night?

"Brother Feng, you are here!" Fang Zhuoyue's surprised voice interrupted Jiang Feng's thinking.

"Why are you here? Isn't your father discharged from the hospital?" Jiang Feng was overjoyed when he saw Fang Zhuoyue, so he almost told him that since he's here, let's cook two dishes by the way, and I'll teach you!

"My dad checked again today. He said he wanted to drink my porridge, so I came here. I didn't expect you to be here today." Fang Zhuoyue said.

"Can your dad eat anything else now?" Jiang Feng asked.

"The doctor said, as long as it is not seafood and particularly greasy food." Fang Zhuoyue began to skillfully find a casserole.

"Since your dad can eat normally, why cook him porridge and stir-fry two dishes for him!" Jiang Feng suggested.

Fang Zhuoyue found the one he was familiar with from among the many casserole pots in the cabinet, took it out, and hesitated: "That's true, but... I only cook porridge and never stir-fry vegetables."

"It's enough to fry two simple home-cooked dishes, such as scrambled eggs with tomatoes, stir-fried shredded potatoes and so on. It's easy to learn. I'll teach you!" Jiang Feng said confidently, "Aunt Qian's beef stew with carrots is mine. Taught."

Fang Zhuoyue was persuaded on the spot: "I'm going to buy vegetables, just tomatoes, eggs and potatoes?"

"Yes, buy less, just two tomatoes, don't buy too many." Jiang Feng instructed, watching Fang Zhuoyue go out.

The middle-aged man, who heard the conversation between the two from beginning to end, became interested in Jiang Feng and asked, "Excuse me for interrupting, young man, I just listened to you two. You seem to be here often teaching others how to cook."

This question is occasionally asked Jiang Feng, and Jiang Feng replied very skillfully: "Yes, my brother works as a doctor in this hospital, and he can't get used to the food cooked outside, so I come over every now and then to make him a meal." , and then teach someone who is not very good at cooking to cook. In fact, it’s just a few words, and staying in the kitchen is staying in the kitchen anyway.”

"Are you a cook?"

"Yes, I'm the chef of Taifeng Building." Jiang Feng never forgot to advertise Taifeng Building.

"Taifeng Tower, I know, the restaurant that opened in July, right? I heard from friends about it, and everyone's evaluations are very good. I remember my friend said that the ordering system of your restaurant is quite unique. , not according to the order of the dishes, but according to the chef's order?" The middle-aged man said.

"Yes." Jiang Feng didn't expect to meet someone here who knew that the ordering system of Taifeng Restaurant was different from others, so he couldn't help chatting a few more words, "If you have time to eat at Taifeng Restaurant, you can try it." Order my dishes, if you don't mind, my name is Jiang Feng, Jiang from Jiangshui, Feng from Maple Leaf."

"Jiang Feng Yuhuo is right for Mian, what a good name." The middle-aged man smiled and said, "I will definitely go to Taifeng Tower to try your dishes when I have time. I will go first."

"Thank you." Jiang Feng responded politely.