Chapter 7 Preserved Egg and Lean Meat Porridge
Compared with Chen Xiuxiu's simple kitchen, the Jiang family'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 see the effect before considering whether to bring it over.
After chopping up the preserved eggs and marinating the lean meat, Jiang Feng walked out of the kitchen and waited quietly for the porridge to be ready.
Taking out his cell phone, Jiang Feng discovered that Wang Hao had sent him a series of messages.
Mouse: Brother Feng, which button do you press on the rice cooker to cook rice? ? ! !
Mouse: Brother Feng, how much water and rice should be added to cook rice? ? ! !
Mouse: Brother Feng, what level should the transformer be adjusted to? ? ! !
Mouse: Brother Feng, save the child! ! !
Jiang Feng:...
As long as you give birth to a child, any child in our Jiang family who weighs more than 150 pounds is not considered a child.
After remotely instructing Wang Hao on how to use a rice cooker to cook rice, Jiang Feng checked his circle of friends and received a reply from Wang Hao.
Mouse: Brother Feng, it’s too late...
Mouse: Brother Feng, I beg you to come back quickly! I miss your claypot pork rib rice!
Jiang Feng:...
guna:)
In order to repay his roommate's thoughts, Jiang Feng opened the pot lid and took a picture of the steaming porridge that was not yet fully cooked, and clicked send.
Put down your 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 and it was not yet dinner time. Just turn off the heat, cover the pot, and put it in the pot to keep it warm.
When I turned on my phone, I received a series of howls from Wang Hao.
After thinking about the main task, Jiang Feng decided to call Wang Hao to ask about the situation and ask him to help promote his new store that was about to open.
Although Wang Hao was frustrated in love and gained a lot of fat that he couldn't lose, he had a successful career and opened a canteen in his dormitory and was very prosperous. Most of the dormitory directors in the boys' dormitory added his WeChat account.
"Hello." The call was quickly connected, and Wang Hao's plaintive howling was heard from the other end.
"Brother Feng, you are so unkind. You secretly turn on the small stove at home and don't care about your brother's life or death." Wang Hao directly slapped Jiang Feng with a big hat.
"...don't you know how to eat in the canteen?"
"The canteen in the summer vacation only has a few dishes that taste worse than pig food. The air conditioning is not turned on, and the food street at the back door is almost completely closed. It simply doesn't give us a way to live in school during the summer vacation." Wang Hao complained.
The temperature in City A has never dropped below 37 degrees this summer. It’s strange that vendors and shops can open for a handful of students.
"So you just cook your own rice in the dormitory?" Jiang Feng didn't understand Wang Hao's thinking.
"You don't understand, white rice with spicy strips is a good way to cool down in summer." Wang Hao sighed, "Why are you calling me, just to show off that you can eat and drink well at home?"
"To get down to business, did you know that there is a new store under renovation in the food court at the back door of the school?"
"I know, you get news very quickly! Such a big store has two floors, and the signboard hasn't even been hung up yet. Every day when I pass by, I see a few big, muscular men working as supervisors. The owner of that store They must be very rich!" Wang Hao sighed, "What do you think they sell? The security company shouldn't 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, and Jiang Feng silently moved the phone away from his ear. Sure enough, Wang Hao's exclamation soon came.
"Holy shit, Brother Feng, you are really my brother, the second-generation rich man who hides his secrets!"
"Get out! I am the second generation of poor people now. My father borrowed a large sum of money to open the store there. My family is now heavily in debt." Jiang Feng said with a smile, "You have to promote it well on WeChat, otherwise You may have to see me begging on the bridge.”
"That's no problem, but Brother Feng, how is this uncle's cooking skills? I never advertise in my WeChat Moments, but I can't let my customers block me the first time I advertise."
"Come on, your canteen is just a customer. What do you think of my cooking skills?" Jiang Feng said.
"There is no second one in the entire boys' dormitory!" Wang Hao praised very hard.
"In my dad's eyes, most of the dishes I cook are pig food."
Wang Hao immediately became excited. When did Jiang Feng make clay pot pork ribs in the dormitory, the fragrance spread all over the dormitory and made a sensation in the whole dormitory building? If this is considered pig food, he is willing to eat pig food for the rest of his life!
"No problem, my circle of friends will rent it to you for advertising for a year! I don't need the advertising fee. How about three meals a day included?" Wang Hao said thiefly.
"You are indispensable for eating." Jiang Feng felt that he had to give Wang Hao a warning, "You have to pay attention to exercise, otherwise you will weigh 200 pounds if you continue to grow horizontally."
"It's not that easy to lose 200 pounds."
Why is it not easy? Look at who in our Jiang family besides me has not easily gained 200 pounds?
After chatting with Wang Hao for a few more words, Jiang Feng hung up the phone.
I looked at my phone and saw that it was 5:15. It was just right. It was not too early to eat at this time.
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 incorrect ingredients]
Although the proportion was wrong, Jiang Feng took a bite and found that the taste was okay.
It was Chen Duxiu who opened the door. Could it be that he was actually at home.
"Uncle Chen, I'm here to deliver porridge to Xiu Xiu," Jiang Feng said.
Chen Duxiu was a little surprised: "Sending porridge?"
"She had a stomachache this morning. Doctor Chen told her to drink porridge for a few days." Jiang Feng explained.
"Why does this child have stomach trouble?" Chen Duxiu muttered as he walked in, "It's really a trouble for you, Xiaofeng."
"It's okay."
Chen Xiuxiu was sitting on the sofa watching TV. There was a glass of water on the coffee table in front of her. When she saw Jiang Feng coming with a bowl of porridge in his hand, she got up to pour him some water.
"Preserved egg and lean meat porridge?" Chen Xiuxiu smelled it.
Jiang Feng nodded.
"I don't eat meat."
Chen Duxiu became anxious and scolded: "You kid, how can you talk? Xiaofeng is so kind as to make porridge for you, but you are still picky here."
"It's okay, I picked out the meat and preserved eggs." Jiang Feng said politely, "Uncle Chen, do you want to come to my house for some porridge? I'll fry you some side dishes."
"How embarrassing." Chen Duxiu was obviously a little moved.
"It's okay, I just want you to have a taste of my craftsmanship." Jiang Feng said with a smile.
"The craftsmanship of your Jiang family is really unparalleled. When your grandfather was still working as a chef in a state-owned hotel, every time the aroma of food from the restaurant made us kids greedy, we would spend every day with your dad and you. An uncle sets up a relationship just to get some food.”
"When I was a kid, all the time we spent painting clay figurines and stuff were given to your dad and uncle."
"But your grandpa's cooking is so delicious, even your dad can't compare to his craftsmanship."
Chen Duxiu followed Jiang Feng to his home while recalling the past years.
Comrade Jiang Weiguo's cooking skills are indeed superb. Every time the whole family gathers for the New Year to cook, the Jiang family is as happy as the Chinese New Year, even though it is indeed the Chinese New Year...
But it is undeniable that the old man's cooking skills are still the pinnacle among the Jiang family's cooks.
Jiang Feng took two bowls of porridge and as soon as he put them on the table, he heard the system prompt.
"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, you have some porridge first, and I'll fry two vegetables." Jiang Feng walked into the kitchen in a good mood.
"Ding, get 2 experience points."
Jiang Feng turned his head and saw Chen Duxiu holding porridge.
Tsk.
mean. (End of chapter)