Chapter 177 Chef 101
Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi brought two large basins of eight-treasure porridge to the table. Everyone was waiting for the meal, especially Jiang Zaide, whose eyes turned green as he stared at the braised prawns on the table. Jiang Feng put down the casserole without sitting down, and diligently scooped porridge for everyone.
"Grandpa, I cooked the porridge very well today!"
"Grandpa Third, come and try the eight-treasure porridge I made."
"Brother De, my mother said she liked this porridge after she drank it."
"Uncle, come on, this bowl is yours. Auntie, drink more!"
"Fourth uncle, fourth aunt, no, no, no, I'll scoop, I'll scoop, fifth uncle, come, this bowl is for you. Fifth aunt, you like lotus seeds, I scooped a lot of lotus seeds specially for you, Juanlian, ah, oh , I admit my mistake, Jun Qing, why are your hairbands so different today, come on, come on..."
Jiang Feng placed the last bowl of eight-treasure porridge firmly in front of Wu Minqi.
Jiang Zaide looked at the bowl of eight-treasure porridge in front of him. Not only were his eyes glowing green, but his face was also starting to turn a little green. He has been in retreat since yesterday to revise his manuscript, and has not eaten for a total of 29 hours. At this time, he is so eager for the bright red and fragrant braised prawns on the table!
Even just try it with some sauce first!
Looking at the thick eight-treasure porridge in front of me, it is rich in ingredients. Many of the ingredients are almost cooked and blended into the black rice. The sweet aroma of the porridge is mixed with the aroma of osmanthus sugar, which looks good. But...
Jiang Zaide sighed in his heart, although this porridge is good, there is no meat!
He had been hungry for 29 hours, and every gram of fat in his body was clamoring for meat, but this bowl of porridge was what he wanted. It’s been a long time since grandpa cooked for a big family gathering. It’s been nearly ten days since the last dinner party like this. My little brother had good intentions when he came up with this kind of dinner party for grandpa to cook.
Jiang Zaide stirred the porridge in front of him and took a big gulp.
Hey, does it really mean that anything you eat tastes good if you don’t eat for a long time?
At this moment, Jiang Zaide actually felt that the bowl of porridge in front of him was extremely delicious, sweet and smooth. Even without the side dishes and his favorite lard residue, it still tasted so good that he couldn't stop drinking it!
"Hulu, hulu, hulu..."
For a while, the dinner table was filled with the sound of gulping porridge.
Jiang Junlian picked up a tofu box and ate it happily with one mouthful of tofu box and one mouthful of porridge. When Jiang Zaide saw this, he immediately followed suit, braised prawns in oil and one mouthful of porridge, one mouthful of pot-wrapped meat and one mouthful of porridge, one mouthful of elbows and one mouthful of porridge, and one mouthful of fish-flavored shredded pork and three mouthfuls of porridge.
Wonderful! For the first time in his life, Jiang Zaide felt that his biological mother, who had fallen in love with health care in recent years, was right. Eating porridge was really a joy! This sweet taste, smooth texture, and the warm and caring feeling of slightly scalding hot porridge sliding into your stomach are really fascinating.
It's not that Jiang Zaide doesn't like to drink porridge, it's that the pork porridge, chicken porridge, beef porridge or three-meat mixed porridge that his father used to make was too unpalatable!
Jiang Zaide looked at Jiang Feng, his eyes moist.
What grandpa said was indeed true. Among the brothers, the younger one is the most promising. As long as this little brother performs as well as he does today in the red case, Jiang Zaide will not worry about starving and losing weight in the future!
He has just thought about it. In the future, he will buy a house next door to his younger brother's house. He will go there every now and then to have breakfast, lunch and dinner. When he has a girlfriend in the future, he can take his girlfriend with him. If he has children, he can take her with him. Get on the kids. As my cousin, he can help with everything from the decoration of the younger brother's new house, wedding planning, the child's household registration, school status, supplementary classes, high school selection, and college entrance examination aspirations, ensuring that the younger brother will not be disturbed by the outside world and concentrate on practicing cooking skills.
Jiang Feng silently gnawed on the salt and pepper pork ribs, always feeling hairy on his body.
Brother De, why do you look so weird in your eyes?
"Hey, little brother, why don't you eat the tofu box? Don't you like eating? Let me help you eat!" Jiang Junlian had evil intentions.
Jiang Feng brushed his hands and took away the last tofu box on the plate with his chopsticks: "I won't bother you anymore, I'd better work hard and eat it myself."
When he looked at Jiang Zaide again, he was already drinking his third bowl of eight-treasure porridge with his head down and snoring.
After dinner, the host and guests enjoyed themselves, and all the porridge and vegetables on the table were cleared away. Wu Minqi went back first. She is not living at school these days and is living with her mother in a short-term rental apartment near University A. According to the analysis of Ji Yue, a little gossip expert, the relationship in Wu Minqi's dormitory is very unharmonious. It is probably the legendary female dormitory of Shura Hall, where there are three small groups of four people and five groups in one dormitory. Wu Minqi also asked Ji Yue some time ago about the school's annex. Are there any long-term rental apartments?
Ji Yue and Wang Xiulian went to the first floor to clean up. Jiang Feng's eldest aunt, fourth aunt and fifth aunt also went down to help. The male and the junior stayed on the second floor to brag.
Jiang Jianguo, the leader of the Jiang family's bragging world, took the lead in opening the topic: "It's spring and everyone wants to make new clothes. The business of my tailor shop is so good that it's busy every day."
"It's not a good idea to be too busy. I can earn more money for Zaide to buy a house in Peiping in the future. When the third brother's store opens, we all have to go to Peiping." Jiang Jianshe said.
"It's best to buy next to Tai Feng Building. Hey, Xiaofeng, where is Tai Feng Building?" Jiang Jianye asked.
"Second Ring."
"Why don't we just buy a courtyard house and let's live together as a family." Jiang Jiankang also joined in the boasting.
"You may not be able to live in one, so buy two." Jiang Jianguo's skills were even better.
"Zaide Xiaofeng and the others will have to get married in the future. They need to buy a courtyard house and a wedding room." Jiang Jianshe said that bragging doesn't cost any money anyway.
The four brothers were bragging, and the two sisters Jiang Junlian and Jiang Junqing went to bother Jiang Zaide who was yawning after eating and wanting to sleep.
Jiang Junlian was the most aggressive, holding Jiang Zaide's hand and pleading: "Brother De, please give us a tutor. This teacher is not handsome at all, and we have no motivation to study."
Jiang Zaide was drowsy and said feebly: "What do you want?"
"He is over 1.8 meters tall, has a nice voice, is handsome, has a good temper, and is gentle." Jiang Junlian said impatiently.
Jiang Feng:? ? ?
Are you looking for a teacher or a husband?
Jiang Zaide yawned again: "There is no such teacher in this world."
"Brother De, you are lying. There must be something you just didn't look for!" the two middle school girls said in unison.
Jiang Weiming looked at everyone with a smile. Because he was one of the protagonists of the family ethics drama, he really liked watching these juniors chatting and laughing. Jiang Weiguo was different. He had a serious expression all day long, as if he was thinking about something.
He was actually thinking.
With Jiang Weiming, Sun Guanyun and Tan Lao in front of him, he now looked at several children and grandchildren thinking about whether they had the potential to be unworthy descendants. Sun Guanyun only has two sons and has become like this. He has five sons. If there is a quarrel in the future, whether it is one against four or two against three, the scene will not be good.
"Jiang Junqing, Jiang Junlian!" Jiang Weiguo spoke.
Jiang Junlian and Jiang Junlian's not-petite bodies trembled, and they tried to hide themselves, but to no avail, they could only show their most deceptive, sweet, innocent and lovely smiles, and said in unison sweetly: "Grandpa, what's going on? ”
"After you finish your high school entrance exam, come to my place to practice cooking." Jiang Weiguo said.
The two sisters immediately panicked.
"Grandpa, we need to learn this!"
"Yes, yes, high school courses are very stressful, we have to prepare in advance."
"What are you studying? I don't know if your grades are bad. They are far worse than your four cousins. It's because you didn't learn to cook when you were young. Don't give me excuses. Jianshe, just send the two of them to me during the summer vacation. "Jiang Weiguo thought about it for two days and felt that the reason why there were unworthy descendants was that they were not allowed to practice cooking when they were young.
Only those who have not endured hardship, have not tempered their will, and do not know how to cherish will grow crooked.
Jiang Weiguo felt that in the entire Jiang family, his two granddaughters had the most potential to be unworthy descendants.
"Dad." The two sisters looked at Jiang Jianshe pitifully.
"It's good to learn cooking from grandpa. We did so well in school because of learning how to cook." Jiang Zaide added the final blow.
In order not to be caught and go back to the countryside to learn cooking, none of them tried their best to study to death.
Jiang Zaide's college entrance examination scores were among the top ten in the city, Jiang Shoucheng was the top scorer in the city, Jiang Ran was among the top twenty, and Jiang Feng was among the thirty. They can achieve this result because the old man has taught them well!
Jiang Feng expressed his joy that his two cousins were finally going to follow the same path as their brothers.
After the bragging was over, everyone dispersed. Jiang Feng finished cleaning up the kitchen and returned to the dormitory. Wang Hao had no idea that he had missed a big meal. He was holding his cell phone and chatting happily with his goddess. It seemed that the date in the evening went very smoothly.
Jiang Feng went to take a shower to wash off the smell of rice-treasure porridge from his body, and went to bed. At such a young age, he was already in sync with the old man's schedule. Wang Hao also went to bed holding his mobile phone. In the darkness, only the white light shining on his bedside reflected the silly smile on his face.
Jiang Feng slept peacefully, but the delicious staff could not. At eleven o'clock in the evening, the project manager personally called and scolded his direct subordinates. After the subordinates were scolded, they called and scolded their own subordinates. The scolding continued layer by layer until they reached the customer service girl who answered Jiang Feng's call. On the head.
She got off work at ten o'clock, took a shower and applied facial mask for skin care after returning home, and went to bed on time for beauty sleep at 12 o'clock. She was woken up by a call from her immediate boss at 1:26 in the morning. Putting the phone on the bed and letting the boss curse in the air, the customer service girl sat in front of the dressing table and began to observe whether there were any new fine lines appearing in the corners of her eyes due to this phone call.
The boss on the other end of the phone cursed in the air for ten minutes, but no one responded. It was like a punch on cotton. Instead of calming down, he became even more angry. He roared on the other end of the phone: "Qiu Bing, do you know that you How serious the problem is this time! ”
"Leader, Jiang Feng's request for Osmanthus Sugar was made by player Jiang Feng himself. I just reported it truthfully. That player Jiang Feng was named by President Han for special attention. How dare I not report his request!" Qiu Bing re-applied eye cream. .
"What osmanthus candy?" The leader was confused.
"Not osmanthus candy?" Qiu Bing was also confused.
"Did you listen to me? I was talking about the machine you damaged today, and you actually talked to me about osmanthus candy! I'm telling you, the machine you damaged contains important information. Manager Xiang has personally I have already asked about this matter. Director Sang was still calling me just now. This matter is of a very serious nature. Please don’t give it to me..."
"Wait a minute, wait a minute, leader, I was assigned to work as a customer service person at the cooking competition today. I'm not on duty today!" Qiu Bing defended himself.
"You are not on duty? Who is on duty today?"
"Chen Qi!"
"Ahem, have a good rest." The leader hurriedly hung up the phone.
Qiu Bing:......
After suffering an unreasonable disaster, Qiu Bing couldn't sleep now. He even gloated about his misfortune and waited to eat Chen Qi's melons early tomorrow morning. I couldn't sleep, so I sat on the bed and started scrolling through Moments. I didn't even scroll through two pages before I came across my trendy grandpa. After eleven o'clock, he still insisted on working as a micro-business in Moments.
"Homemade osmanthus candy, made in ancient ways, with guaranteed quality, pure color, green, healthy and pollution-free, 89 yuan a can, friends who have bought it say it is good!!! [Thumbs up] [Thumbs up] [Thumbs up]"
There is also a picture below, probably from a month ago, of a bald man wearing a thin cotton coat holding two cans of osmanthus candy.
As a graduate who studied at the University of Finance and Economics for four years, Qiu Bing recognized at a glance that this picture was taken on the pedestrian street next to the University of Finance and Economics.
Her grandfather actually went to the University of Finance and Economics to set up a stall? !
While hesitating whether to like or not, Qiu Bing suddenly remembered the osmanthus candy Jiang Feng requested.
February 27th.
The pedestrian street next to the east gate of the University of Finance and Economics.
An old man sets up a stall.
It can't be... such a coincidence...
Qiu Bing liked her grandfather's circle of friends and decided to report the matter tomorrow.
If it is true, there will be a bonus of 1,000 yuan!
In the last event, Xiao Zhang from the maintenance department brought three farm pullets from his hometown at once, and the company rewarded him with a full 3,000 yuan!
Qiu Bing was happily thinking whether he should take the 1,000 yuan that fell from the sky to pay back Huabei or buy a bottle of eye cream, while lying down and getting ready to sleep again.
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In the next few days, Jiang Feng continued to cook rice-treasure porridge every day and tried various sugars. He tried white sugar, brown sugar, brown sugar, maple sugar, rock sugar, maltose and osmanthus sugar. The kitchen of the healthy stir-fry restaurant seems to have become a small candy processing factory, sometimes overturned, sometimes normal, and rice pudding porridge with normal, weird or even weirder tastes is continuously produced. Jiang Jiankang was miserable after drinking, Wang Xiulian retreated, and Ji Yue doubted her life.
A bowl of eight-treasure porridge that originally cost three yuan has become a free gift. This familiar yet unfamiliar terrible taste reminds diners of the healthy stir-fry restaurant of the fear they once had when they were dominated by mushroom soup.
Despite this, Jiang Feng could not find a more suitable sugar before nine o'clock in the evening on April 10.
In fact, there is a kind of maple sugar that is quite good, much better than other sugars. But that maple sugar was given to Jiang Jiankang by Jiang Jiandang last year. It was also packed in a can without a brand. Jiang Feng called Jiang Jiandang and asked him, but he didn’t know it. Remembering where he bought the maple syrup, Jiang Feng could only give up.
There was a competition the next day. Jiang Feng returned to the dormitory at 9 o'clock and was surprised to find that Wang Hao was actually watching "Good Taste Kitchen King Competition", which is a variety show adapted from the live broadcast of the Good Taste Food Competition. The name is very average, but the number of views is very high. It exceeded 10 million on the first day, and now it has more than 30 million views.
Jiang Feng believed that the number of views was real, because Ji Yue watched it several times every day, only watching Zhang Guanghang's part.
Young girls who love looking at faces and some outdated nymphomaniac seniors like Ji Yue completely treat this show like chef 101 and frantically call for Zhang Guanghang to increase votes. According to Ji Yue, fans are now supporting him. The meeting was established. Currently, Zhang Guanghang leads the pack with 110,000 votes, Wu Minqi is second with 60,000 votes, Jiang Feng is third with 10,000 votes, and Jiang Feng still has some water left in his 10,000 votes.
Just thinking about it brings tears to my eyes.
Jiang Feng hasn't watched "The Tasty Chef Competition" yet. He plans to save it for tomorrow while waiting backstage to watch it. But since Wang Hao is watching, Jiang Feng goes over to take a look out of curiosity.
The barrage filling the screen is——
"Zhang Guanghang is so handsome!"
"Hanghang, I want to give birth to a monkey for you!!"
"My airline is number one, no one can refute it!"
"Let me lick the beauty of my family Hanghang~"
Jiang Feng:...
What is this, an idol chef?
"Brother Feng, you are going to be popular. Now we are all using your emoticon in the competition." Wang Hao turned to Jiang Feng and said, "It's in the class, have you seen it?"
Jiang Feng clicked on the class group and saw a screenshot of him falling to the ground, with the words "I'm weak and can't take care of myself" written on it.
Jiang Feng could use his toes to figure out who made such a crude emoticon.
Jiang Feng silently opened the drawer.
The rolling pin is gone.
Wang Hao had a victorious smile on his face.
Jiang Feng silently picked up the water glass.
"The thief is looking at the cup!"
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