Chapter 107 Smell the food
After eating a few pieces of crispy apples, everyone had a taste, and people began to patronize the other cold dishes on the table.
Jiang Feng ate tiger skin peanuts and pickled cucumbers, but found them boring.
The hot dishes will have to wait for a while. They have to wait for the old man to finish cooking them all. Even if the dishes are placed one after another, you have to wait for the old man to come before you can use the chopsticks. It is really painful to be able to see and smell but not eat.
While he was absent-mindedly eating side dishes and chatting, Jiang Jianguo suddenly trembled.
"The elbow is out of the pot!"
Everyone looked at him, Jiang Jiankang was the most excited: "Brother, hurry up and hear what kind of elbow dad did today?"
"Wait a minute, um, red dates, wolfberries, um, and chicken soup, Tuan Nian elbow! It must be Tuan Nian elbow! Sanhua's pork knuckle weighs three kilograms, and what dad makes is Tuan Nian elbow!" Jiang Jianguo said firmly.
"Absolutely, it's a happy reunion. Good luck." Jiang Jiandang nodded in agreement and took a sniff, "It seems that Sanbo's fish head with chopped pepper is about to be out of the pot."
"Yes, it's uncovered." Jiang Jianguo responded.
Everyone closed their eyes and listened carefully.
Because the old man makes a lot of nine-turn large intestines every year, one person can't get two, and he can't grab them like crispy apples. After all, the old man has already served the hot dishes, so we can only fight.
Whoever smells more food will eat more.
Want some food? Yes, everyone depends on their ability!
Juniors like Jiang Feng are definitely not as good at cooking as the previous generation, but who is Jiang Feng? He has cheated in the kitchen before!
Jiang Feng also pretended to close his eyes and smell for a while. The aroma of the vegetables in the kitchen was intertwined and separated by a distance, and he couldn't smell anything. You could smell a little bit of the fish head with chopped pepper. After all, the smell of chopped pepper was so overbearing.
"Yeah, duck stuffed with glutinous rice." Jiang Feng said.
Jiang Shoucheng, who was sitting on the left side of Jiang Feng, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him in shock. His face was full of "I didn't expect you, a boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, to betray the revolution!"
"Duck stuffed with glutinous rice?" Jiang Jianguo smelled it carefully again, "It looks a bit like it. Xiaofeng can do it. This is quite an improvement!"
"There will be meat wrapped in a pot." Jiang Jiankang vowed.
When Jiang Jiandang heard this, he was dissatisfied and immediately shouted: "Third brother, don't cheat. Who can't guess the pot of pork? If that counts, I can smell the pork with pickles and chicken soup, dad." Don’t you do these things every year?”
"That's right, it doesn't count, and the braised prawns don't count either!" Everyone agreed.
Jiang Jiankang could only continue to smell.
"Babao tofu, there is definitely eight-treasure tofu, I can smell it!" Jiang Jiankang was excited, "There are also braised bamboo shoots!"
In fact, how could he smell it? He didn't smell it at all. He just remembered that he saw tofu in the kitchen before and guessed that the old man could make eight-treasure tofu.
As for the braised bamboo shoots, that’s all nonsense.
"It's impossible for you to smell two dishes at once. How could dad cook two dishes at the same time?" Jiang Jianye was puzzled.
"I just smelled it! Dad had already prepared it before I was ready, and the flavor just happened to drift over there. I smelled it just now. What happened?" Jiang Jiankang lied.
"Sixi meatballs." Jiang Jianshe suddenly said.
"No, I think it's a lion's head." Jiang Jiandang objected.
"I think it's Sixi Meatballs, but besides chicken soup, I can't smell what the other soup is this year!" Jiang Jianguo muttered.
The flavor of lion's head is a little stronger than that of Sixi meatballs, and the old man likes to use marinade when making lion's head, while Sixi meatballs like to pour clear soup. The taste is completely different.
Jiang Jianye's skill at smelling food was relatively poor, and he didn't guess a dish at all. He wasn't as smart as Jiang Jiankang, so he didn't know what to make of it, so he just sat there eating pickled cucumbers.
"Kazkaz."
"Kazkaz."
Half the plate of pickled cucumbers was eaten.
Everyone had started chatting when they heard footsteps.
The dining room fell silent.
The old man came out with two plates of meat and vegetables in his hands.
"Xiao Feng, Shou Cheng, Zai De, Xiao Ran, why don't you go and serve the dishes quickly?" Grandma Jiang followed behind, holding two plates of braised prawns in her hands.
Except for the soup, the old man served all other dishes in two portions, and the soup was served in one basin per table, so you have to fill it up yourself. The person whose name was called hurried to the kitchen to serve the food, while the others craned their necks to wait to see if they had guessed correctly.
As soon as Jiang Shoucheng entered the kitchen, he saw two ducks with yellow skin and belly full of ingredients. He was shocked: "Hey, Xiaofeng, you really guessed it right. Grandpa really made ducks."
"Awesome." Jiang Ran and Jiang Zaide also praised.
"Uncle San is awesome. He even has tofu and bamboo shoots. He won two this year!" Jiang Zaide sighed.
"These are Sixi meatballs, hey, my dad guessed wrong again." Jiang Shoucheng sighed.
The four of them took a rough look at the dishes, not daring to delay. They took one plate with their left hand and another with their right hand, holding the duck and soup with both hands. After two or three back and forth, all the dishes were brought out.
"Third brother is amazing. He's getting better and better. He really kept you guessing!" Seeing that there were actually eight-treasure tofu and braised bamboo shoots, Jiang Jianguo was convinced.
Wang Xiulian patted Jiang Jiankang on the shoulder.
Jiang Jiankang immediately understood and said with a smile: "Wife, don't worry, I'll give you the extra two!"
Jiang Feng's eldest aunt and fifth aunt all looked at their husband, and the proud smiles on the faces of Jiang Jianguo and Jiang Jianshe suddenly froze.
"The extra money must be for my wife too!" the two said eagerly.
Then launch the death ray to Jiang Jiankang.
Jiang Jiankang pretended that the small piece of braised goose in the bowl looked good.
"What did they say?" Jiang Weiming couldn't understand what they were talking about.
"A bunch of little bastards are holding on after eating. They heard what I just cooked. If you don't practice cooking properly, try to eat it. Jianguo, go turn on the TV and see if the Spring Festival Gala has started?" Jiang Weiguo said.
Jiang Jianguo quickly turned on the TV and looked at the time: "Dad, there are still sixteen minutes."
Let's divide the nine-turn large intestine first. This kind of food is made by the old man himself from the pig intestines. It takes more than twenty pigs to kill to get two plates of nine-turn large intestine, which can be eaten during the Chinese New Year. Even if Jiang Jiankang was familiar with the owner of the slaughterhouse and could get more than ten or twenty pig intestines a day, he would still be too lazy to process them.
There are not many people in the entire A University who are willing to spend hundreds of soft girl coins to eat an authentic nine-turn large intestine.
Jiang Jiankang gave two pieces of nine-turn large intestine to Wang Xiulian. Wang Xiulian immediately borrowed flowers and offered them to Buddha. She walked to Jiang Weiguo and gave a piece to Jiang Weiguo, saying: "Dad, you are lucky to be cooking. Eat one more piece!"
Such a smooth and exquisite dog licking operation left everyone stunned.
The old man was very happy and praised: "Jiankang's wife will still miss me."
The next second, everyone was picking up food for the old man, including Jiang Weiming, and they were full of praise.
"Dad, you've been really lucky these days. Come on, eat two more bites of elbow elbow to replenish your energy!"
"Dad, I'm so lucky for you. Look how tired you are!"
"Come on, San Bo, this piece of tofu is tender. You are lucky enough to eat more food."
"Dad, let me ladle soup for you!"
……
Everyone was vying to be a licker, but in the eyes of the old man, none of them were as lovable as Wang Xiulian, who was the first to eat crabs.
Jiang Feng silently looked at the two pieces of nine-turn sausage in the bowl.
If he hadn't been diligently running to the kitchen to help the old man these days, he wouldn't have known that duck stuffed with glutinous rice was included in the New Year's Eve dinner, and he wouldn't have gotten this extra piece of nine-turn large intestine.
Open your mouth and eat one.
The texture is soft and tender, with all five flavors of sour, sweet, fragrant, spicy and salty.
Dog licking to the end, everything.
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