Life is a Game

Jiang Feng stayed in memory for many days.

It was so long that he began to wonder if he was trapped in this memory.

For seven days in a row, Jiang Feng saw the same scene every day. Counting from the morning, Jiang Chengde got up first, made breakfast and lunch, and the whole family had dinner. Jiang Huiqin took lunch to school in a lunch box. Jiang Chengde led the eldest, second and third children to work in Taifeng Building, and the fourth child stayed at home to take care of the fifth, sixth and seventh children until Jiang Huiqin came home from school in the afternoon, and the fourth child went to Taifeng Building, and Jiang Huiqin took care of the three children. Carrot head. Jiang Huiqin also went out early on days when she was not in school, and she probably went out with Li Mingyi for a date when she was dressed up.

This happens every day, like an infinite loop.

Jiang Feng could only stay in the house and couldn't get out, and the walls were not allowed to penetrate. The limit was stuck in the wall, and he couldn't even see what was outside. He could only take advantage of the time when everyone went out and came back to open the door every day to see what was going on outside. landscape.

In this way, he stayed in the Jiang family's old house for seven days and watched the wonderful performance of Little Luobotou for seven days.

Only to find out that the old man ate his hands when he was a child.

Nibble hard, the kind that tastes like a thief.

Other than that nothing else was found.

Jiang Feng was going to be depressed.

It's not that he hasn't stayed in memory for a long time, and he also stayed in Xia Mubing's memory for a long time before. But at that time, Xia Mubing went out every day and went to different places every day. Jiang Feng following him was like traveling. Unlike now, I can only be trapped in this small house every day. I look forward to the wall and look up to the sky in all directions. If I look carefully at the stars every night, there is no change.

It's just too boring, too boring, too uninspiring. .

Jiang Feng hated that he couldn't hold anything in his memory, otherwise he would have gone to the kitchen to cut and cook vegetables, and help Jiang Huiqin make dinner.

He can be regarded as having experienced the fact that the young lady of a wealthy family in the feudal period did not leave the door without leaving the house—this is really not a human life.

It wasn't until the eighth day that everything started to turn around.

Jiang Chengde didn't go out.

At first, Jiang Chengde didn't go out after finishing breakfast and lunch. Jiang Feng thought it was because he was off today. After all, even in the evil old society, there was no reason not to let the head chef take a vacation.

Jiang Feng sat in the kitchen and watched Jiang Chengde chop the vegetables all day long.

It's really a whole day's work of chopping vegetables, from morning to night, from vegetables to meat dishes to seafood, basically every hour or two there will be a man who looks like a servant that Jiang Feng has never seen before, carrying a basket of vegetables, Dragging a basket of cut vegetables away is confusing.

It was the second day after Jiang Chengde didn't go out that Jiang Feng began to realize that something was wrong.

Jiang Chengde still didn't go out the next day, and he spent the whole day chopping vegetables in the kitchen just like yesterday. The servants who deliver and pick up the food are also the same as yesterday.

The same is true for the third day.

Day four didn't change anything either.

Seeing Jiang Chengde chopping vegetables at home for four whole days, Jiang Feng saw a lot of tricks.

Jiang Chengde cut vegetables purposefully and regularly, and Jiang Feng found that even the dishes delivered by the boy were very particular. The seafood is the first to be delivered. The boy who brought the seafood first in the morning will not leave after delivery, but waits outside the door. When Jiang Chengde finishes processing, he will immediately bring the seafood back, and then bring back the processed seafood. At the same time, the second vegetable deliverer, Xiao Si, will deliver a basket of vegetables that need to be sliced, almost seamlessly.

Vegetables are classified into thick slices, sliced, shredded, diced, and hob blocks.

Meat is also delivered separately, pork, chicken, duck, beef, lamb, cooked meat, raw meat, braised meat.

Jiang Chengde seemed to be chaotic all day long, chopping vegetables aimlessly, but he was actually practicing, or reviewing, very regularly and purposefully.

Jiang Feng felt that Jiang Chengde wanted to spend a few days revisiting the whole process of practicing knife skills back then, but the order in which he practiced knife skills was not in the order he learned back then, but in the order he arranged.

It's the same every day, over and over again, but it seems to be getting faster and faster every day.

Jiang Feng remembered that on the first day, Jiang Chengde started processing seafood early in the morning until the moon hung high in the sky. After a long time, the last boy who was waiting outside to get the food was so tired that he dozed off.

But on the fifth day, the genius just finished in Chengde, Heijiang.

Jiang Feng felt that he was not progressing so fast, but that he deliberately slowed down a few days ago, as if he wanted to taste the process from beginner to proficient, but the method was a bit intriguing and unpredictable.

Jiang Chengde practiced sword skills for seven days.

During these seven days, he was getting faster and faster day by day, and ended earlier each day, and it ended in the middle of the afternoon on the seventh day. Jiang Feng guessed that the seventh genius was Jiang Chengde's real strength and speed.

During these seven days, Jiang Chengde seldom talked to anyone. He went into the kitchen early and didn't come out until all the dishes were cut. Even when eating, he was always silent as if he was thinking about something. The Jiang family didn't dare to disturb him, even if there were three little radish heads who were at the most noisy age in the family, they didn't dare to go to the kitchen. What I did for a few days was not clear to everyone.

The fourth brother took care of the three little radish heads in the family in the past seven days. The four older brothers took turns to take care of them. Except for Jiang Chengde who was abnormal, everyone was living according to the original normal track.

On the eighth day, Jiang Chengde no longer cut vegetables, but fried vegetables instead.

The boy who delivered the food gave Jiang Chengde two large baskets of fresh and juicy greens. Jiang Chengde also fried the vegetables at home for a whole day.

He is too familiar with this scene. Every child in the Jiang family starts with fried vegetables.

Although stir-fried vegetables look easy, it is actually a dish that tests fire skills. It is most suitable for beginners to practice fire skills. Just like a beginner, Jiang Chengde practiced tirelessly starting from stir-frying vegetables, but the vegetables he stir-fried were not as bad as those made by beginners.

As long as the vegetables are fried by Jiang Chengde himself, even if it's just a simple dish without lard, it will be more fragrant and attractive than ordinary stir-fried vegetables.

The young man outside the door was also very interesting. When Jiang Chengde was practicing sword skills, the young man was responsible for delivering and picking up the food, and usually he would not stay in the yard for a long time. But when Jiang Chengde started to practice the fire, there was an extra row of boys waiting outside the kitchen. Whenever there are several plates of fried vegetables, put them into the food box, and run away with a very fast speed, as if someone is whipping them with a whip behind them.

This also made Jiang Feng completely sure that these boys were from Taifeng Building.

Taifeng Building is not far from Jiang's old house, it takes about ten minutes to walk, or only a few minutes to run. The ingredients brought by these servants and servants are obviously sponsored by Boss Lu's family. Of course, Boss Lu is not a philanthropist. You can see it in the food box and take it away-these dishes are obviously meant to be served to diners.

As for how to sell hundreds of plates of stir-fried vegetables a day, that's up to Boss Lu.

Just like practicing knife skills, Jiang Chengde practiced for seven days.

From stir-fried vegetables, fried potato slices, fried potato shreds, twice-cooked pork, to the last day's fried double crisp, Jiang Chengde only cooks the same dishes every day, and he cooks them all day long. The difficulty is increasing every day, until the most difficult oil explosion double crisp.

Just like an ordinary chef, he has practiced the cooking process for more than ten years, but Jiang Chengde condensed these ten years into seven days.

Jiang Chengde has not left the house for fourteen days.

During these fourteen days, the children who stayed at home every day changed from playing and fighting far away from the kitchen to standing outside the kitchen like the group of boys, looking through the window and practicing alone. Jiang Chengde.

Little windows, little children.

It's like an oil painting.

Jiang Feng also started to be more and more serious like Jiang Chengde. Jiang Chengde worked hard in the kitchen, and he watched carefully beside Jiang Chengde.

It's the same thing every day without any changes, but he no longer feels boring and monotonous, but enjoys it with relish.

Because he already knew what Jiang Chengde was doing, and finally realized what this memory was trying to tell him.

Let him witness the birth of a generation of masters.

On the fifteenth day, Jiang Chengde began to practice seasoning.

Hang broth.