Chapter 371 Good Sister Combination
When Jiang Feng and the four of them got home, it was the time Wu Minqi had expected to eat fried rice.
Comrade Wang Xiulian has already gone to the gym with her eldest aunt, preparing to burn off the sinful calories she just got involved in through healthy exercise. How much she has consumed is not known to outsiders.
As soon as Jiang Feng and others stepped into the living room, they smelled the aroma of fried rice that filled the whole room.
The central air conditioner was on, and the kitchen door was not fully closed, leaving a gap of about 10 centimeters wide. The old and new aromas of the already destroyed sea, land, and air fried rice and the sea, land, and air fried rice that is about to be cooked in the pot are combined together, floating around in the living room, dining room, and even the room, dancing on everyone's noses, making people intoxicated.
Shrimp, beef, minced pork, tuna, eggs, cabbage and the familiar and loved pickles, this is the recipe, everyone’s favorite sea, land and air fried rice!
Jiang Feng's spirits were lifted. The fatigue caused by constantly riding the subway suddenly disappeared. He sat up in a state of death and rushed into the kitchen to shout loudly.
"Dad, I want double shrimp for my portion!"
"I know, let's wait outside." Jiang Jiankang said cheerfully while flipping the spoon, stopping to treat himself to a spoonful of beef sauce while frying.
Beef sauce is Ji Yue's mother's latest masterpiece. It uses a brand new recipe. Even Ji Yue has not tasted it beforehand. It was sent together with the last batch of pickles. Since Comrade Wang Xiulian was not very interested in this flavor of beef sauce, Jiang Jiankang boldly embezzled all the two cans of beef sauce, never mentioning that Ji Yue's mother also sent beef sauce.
Ever since pickled vegetable fried rice became popular in the Jiang family, Ji Yue's mother's status in the minds of everyone in the Jiang family was second only to the two old men, and she was labeled as omnipotent. Even the dried pumpkin, which is recognized as very unpalatable and not recommended for consumption, was eaten by my aunt as dried sweet potato in her spare time.
When Jiang Feng came out of the kitchen, Wu Minqi, Ji Yue and Zhang Guanghang were already sitting next to the dining table.
"Fengfeng, has Uncle Jiang eaten?" Wu Minqi asked.
"I must have eaten it. My dad won't starve himself. When I just went in, I saw what kind of sauce he was eating. Hey, what kind of sauce is it? I don't think I have seen this kind of sauce. Wait a minute and I will go in and ask. Asked. "Jiang Feng turned around and entered the kitchen again.
In less than a minute, Jiang Jiankang had already eaten the fried rice that had just come out of the pot.
Among the old man's five sons, Jiang Jiankang is not the tallest, nor the strongest, nor even the most talented in cooking, but he is recognized as the best at stealing food.
Since learning to cook, Comrade Jiang Jiankang has mastered the skill of eating secretly without a teacher, and has become increasingly better through continuous self-study and training.
If the old man didn't exaggerate when he scolded his son, Comrade Jiang Jiankang's cooking skills were already very high when his cooking skills were not very good. And he has always had a very good self-appreciation ability. Before he took over the position of state-owned chef from the old man, he couldn't help but steal a few bites whenever he felt that he was doing particularly well in cooking, often before it was lunch time. I've already eaten so much that my mouth is full of oil.
But how can the chef's matter be said to be stealing? Taking one bite is a taste, taking two bites is a taste, and taking three or four bites is still a taste. But Comrade Jiang Jiankang is different from other chefs. Other chefs take a small bite, but Comrade Jiang Jiankang takes a big bite. And given the capacity of his mouth, he usually eats less than half the dish in two bites.
I don’t know how many beatings Comrade Jiang Jiankang received before he got over his habit of tasting the food while cooking. It can’t be said that I changed it, I can only say that I restrained myself when I was in the state-owned hotel. Later, Comrade Jiang Jiankang opened healthy snacks and still loved the taste. Anyway, in a plate of chili fried pork, as long as you put enough chili peppers and the meat pieces on the surface are large enough, the guests will not be able to tell how much meat is actually there.
"Dad, what kind of sauce did you just eat? Why haven't I seen it before?" Jiang Feng asked.
"Sauce? What sauce? Oh, the one I just ate. When I came back at noon today, I bought beef sauce at the supermarket outside. It smelled very fragrant. I just wanted to try making beef sauce fried rice tomorrow." Jiang Jiankang started to act stupid, and quickly took out the fried rice from the pot, put it on a large plate, and gave it to Jiang Feng.
"Son, take it out and eat it first to fill your stomach. Now I'll fry you a double portion of shrimp."
Jiang Feng did not doubt his presence and went out with fried rice.
When Jiang Feng opened the kitchen door, he was still thinking. He didn't expect that the beef sauce sold in the supermarket downstairs smelled so fragrant. He would buy a can of it tomorrow and come back to try it.
Jiang Feng served the extra large portion of fried rice to the table with one hand, with skillful movements and standard postures, just like when he served as a waiter in a healthy snack and healthy stir-fry restaurant.
At first glance, he looks like a skilled worker.
"When I just entered, I saw my dad eating, and he must have eaten more than one spoonful, so this plate of fried rice must taste pretty good. Let's eat it while it's hot," Jiang Feng said.
The other three people moved their spoons one after another.
"Ah, delicious!" Ji Yue looked satisfied and even spoke English.
"Yeah, it's delicious." Zhang Guanghang suddenly spoke Japanese for some reason.
Wu Minqi suddenly paused while chewing the fried rice, and began to quickly search for delicious words in various languages in her brain. Finally, she chewed twice and swallowed the fried rice in her mouth.
“The taste is very pleasant.”
Jiang Feng:? ? ?
Jiang Feng was a little confused for a moment. He didn't expect that he couldn't speak a few foreign languages or dialects these days and couldn't even eat fried rice. He held the spoon in his hand but didn't dare to stretch it out. For a moment, he actually hated why he didn't learn how to speak a few words from Grandma Jiang when he was a child. A sentence in the local dialect.
Suddenly, Jiang Feng had a flash of inspiration, stretched out his spoon and took out a big spoonful of fried rice from the plate. There was a shiny shrimp wrapped in the fried rice. He took it into his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it.
"Tastegood!"
Soon, a large plate of fried rice was divided among four people.
Anyone who has rich experience in eating staple food knows that staple food such as noodles and rice, especially those that are particularly delicious, will be very satisfying if you eat it all at once, and may even cause a feeling of fullness. A feeling that this thing is nothing more than this.
But if the portion is not enough, it just fills the stomach and makes people feel like I just tasted it and it is gone, it will make people want to stop, and it may even become an unforgettable memory.
Jiang Feng and the other four are probably in this state of wanting to stop now.
Therefore, people should not eat too much.
The next portion of fried rice is still in the pot, and Jiang Feng and the four of them can only sit at the dining table and wait, like four little chickens waiting to be fed.
"Is there really no need to ask Ji Xue to come down? I think today's fried rice is particularly delicious!" Jiang Feng said.
"That's because you're hungry." Ji Yue hit the nail on the head, "Axue has a bad stomach and she can't eat more rice. She definitely can't eat fried rice because it's so greasy."
"Can't you eat rice if you have a bad stomach?" Jiang Feng looked confused.
"I don't know, that's what A Xue said... is rice cold or cold? Anyway, it means eating less rice when your stomach is weak. That's roughly what it means." Ji Yue said, taking a look at her phone. Time, "Oh, it's almost 7 o'clock, she should be on a video call with her mother now."
"Is there a fixed time for her to have a video call with her mother?" Wu Minqi asked curiously.
"Yes, her parents have moved to the countryside now. There are only two or three families in their village who usually live in the countryside. They are all very old families and none of them have internet access. And Axue's family doesn't have broadband installed either. Her mother can only use the supermarket’s internet to make video calls with her when she sends her father to the county hospital for dialysis every week, "Ji Yue said, "It's usually once a week, I don't know the specifics."
"What about her sister?" Jiang Feng asked. He was very impressed by Ji Xue, the sister who had obtained the script from the True and False Academy.
"I live in the junior high school in the town. It seems I haven't gone home during the summer vacation and stayed to work in the supermarket in the town." Ji Yue said. Just as he was about to continue talking, Jiang Jiankang came out with fried rice.
"Double portion of shrimps, go ahead, eat more!" Jiang Jiankang touched the beads of sweat on his forehead.
"Dad, do you want to take a break?" Jiang Feng advised, "Have you been in the kitchen for more than an hour?"
"Yes, Uncle Jiang, please rest for a while." Ji Yue agreed.
"Yes, Uncle Jiang, do you want to come and have something to eat together? You haven't eaten yet, right?" Wu Minqi asked.
"No need to rest, how many portions did you fry today? It turns out that when I was still in Z City, I could sell 180 portions of fried rice a day. I will fry two more portions for you, and then I will study my beef sauce fried rice. "Okay, you guys eat first." Jiang Jiankang is very enthusiastic about fried rice now, and he will fry it even if no one wants to eat it.
Everyone started eating fried rice one after another. Ji Yue also forgot what she originally wanted to say. All she could think about was fried rice. Not to mention that the dish in front of her was a double portion of shrimps. Jiang Feng specially served fried rice with pickled vegetables, sea, land and air.
"Have Uncle Jiang ever made beef sauce fried rice?" Ji Yue began to think about what he didn't have yet while eating the food in the bowl.
"I haven't done it before. My dad has only made Laoganma fried rice, but the beef sauce smells quite fragrant. I smelled it in the kitchen before." Jiang Feng said, stretching out his spoon and pointing it at the shrimps on the plate.
"Then I'll send Boss Jiang to taste it first and then tell us if it tastes good." Ji Yue decided to hand over this glorious and arduous task to Jiang Feng.
Half an hour later, the four people ended their shady fried rice transaction and went back to their respective homes.
When Ji Yue came home and opened the door, she saw Ji Xue sitting on the sofa playing with her mobile phone.
This is a rare thing. Ji Xue should be the least fond of playing with mobile phones among the young people Ji Yue knows, and he is not very good at playing with mobile phones. Even Jiang Feng, Wu Minqi and Zhang Guanghang, who spend most of their time cooking every day, hold their mobile phones to stay alive whenever they have free time.
Seeing Ji Yue coming back, Ji Xue felt like she had seen a savior and said quickly: "Ah Yue, please help me find out what kind of guidance book I should buy for my sister."
Ji Yue:? ? ?
"Your sister should be in the third year of junior high school, right?" Ji Yue asked.
"It seems like, I just had a video call with my mother, and I feel that she is a little worried about my sister's studies. We have no way to find a tutor for her and we can't teach her, so I want to buy her some tutoring books and let her learn by herself. Do it." Ji Xue said.
Ji Yue:......
Your sister will probably cry with joy when she receives this gift of love.
"Do you know what to buy for the third grade exercises?" Ji Xue asked.
"'Five-Year High School Entrance Exam Three-Year Simulation'!" Ji Yue blurted out.
Ji Xue wrote down: "What else?"
"There's more?" Ji Yue thought that just 53 points for 9 subjects would be enough for her sister to write, but she didn't expect that Ji Xue was actually planning to give her sister a little more.
"Let me think about it, it has been many years since I graduated, and my brother never wrote this kind of tutorial book back then. I remember that what I originally wrote was "Tianli 38 Sets", "Easy to Win the Championship", and the Queen I don’t quite remember the names of Xiong’s books. Just buy them. I don’t know what topics are popular now.” Ji Yue said that she was also an old school girl who had graduated from junior high school many years ago.
"Okay, I'll go take a look." Ji Xue said that he had written it all down, and handed the phone to Ji Yue, "Look at these words, I remember them correctly."
Ji Yue took the phone and nodded affirmatively.
Ji Xue immersed herself in picking out books.
After Ji Xue's reminder, Ji Yue suddenly remembered that this little brat Ji Qiran seemed to have never written about Wang Houxiong since he was a child.
It's really inappropriate. As a successor of socialism who grew up under the red flag of socialism, even if Ji Qiran went to an international school from childhood to adulthood, he shouldn't have written about Wang Houxiong.
Ji Yue turned on her mobile phone and checked her Alipay balance and bank card balance first. Adhering to the idea that no matter how poor she is, I will take orders again next month. .
Adhering to the principle that Wang Houxiong and Wusan are more suitable, Ji Yue bought another set of Wusan for Ji Qiran.
Hey, I am really a rare good sister in the world.
Ji Yue silently put down her phone, looked at Ji Xue and smiled like a good sister. (End of chapter)