Chapter 488 Hmm, carrot?
When Jiang Feng got off the mahjong table, his eyes were dull, his mind was empty, and he was doubting his life.
The members of the senior group are all hidden masters.
Grandma Jiang and Chen Suhua have devoted themselves to the study of mahjong for many years. They have seen all kinds of mahjong players and all kinds of styles and techniques. It can be said that they are well-informed, invincible, invincible, and rarely encounter an opponent. As long as the director is willing to give them more close-ups of their eyes, hands and expressions, coupled with some psychological monologues, every mahjong game will be good material for the God of Gamblers.
Although Professor Li doesn't like to play mahjong, he doesn't play mahjong often. He used to play mahjong occasionally with the old professors in the faculty dormitory during holidays. However, Professor Li has been nurtured by Chen Suhua for many years, coupled with his excellent mathematics and physics knowledge, strong computing ability, observation ability developed through years of teaching and educating people, and his super talent for figuring out the minds of others, he has long been an outstanding person. A born mahjong master.
Although he doesn't play tricks very much, he doesn't fire guns very much, and the firecrackers usually come from Chen Suhua. You can advance and retreat, you can defend. After a few hours, you have been sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai. While making your wife happy, your wallet is still safe. This is really a good example for Jiang Feng to learn from in the future.
When three masters meet a novice, the result is predictable.
When Jiang Weiming returned from the kitchen and returned to the mahjong table, Jiang Feng looked at him and felt that the third grandfather's body was exuding a divine radiance, like an angel descending to the mortal world.
After escaping from the mahjong table, Jiang Feng felt that he urgently needed something to eat to soothe his injured heart and injured wallet.
Don't think about the dishes in the kitchen. Wu Minqi's boiled pork slices may be ready, but Jiang Feng doesn't dare to eat them. Zhang Guanghang's confit duck is probably still roasting slowly in the oven. What Dong Shi and Dong Li want to do is Squirrel mandarin fish and fried eel, these two people must be very experienced in making them.
Jiang Feng originally wanted to just grab some melon seeds and crack them with peanuts, but as soon as he put the melon seeds and peanuts in his pocket, he saw Jiang Zaide and Jiang Shoucheng sitting by the window, each holding a chicken drumstick in their hands and feasting on it.
He didn't notice when Brother De and Brother Cheng came. At that time, he was still fighting on the mahjong table. The sky was dark and the sun and moon were dim, and nothing from the outside world could enter his eyes or ears. But the chicken drumsticks they were holding in their hands, he recognized as the roast chicken that Brother De had just bought this afternoon.
It's big and plump, and you can tell at a glance that it's a chicken that eats too much, doesn't like exercise, and is focused on gaining weight.
"Brother De, give me a piece." Jiang Feng rushed forward to share the chicken.
Jiang Zaide was very generous. He pushed the roast chicken with only the chicken butt, breast and chicken feet in front of Jiang Feng, and motioned for him to eat as he pleased.
Jiang Feng did not wear gloves and tore off a small piece of chicken breast.
The Jiang family never wears gloves when eating, and the good parts of the food that are used for wearing gloves are taken away by others.
"Brother De and Cheng, when did you come?" Jiang Feng asked.
"When you are playing cards." Jiang Zaide gave a very general time.
Jiang Feng ate the chicken breast slowly while looking at other people in the hall. I found that it didn’t matter if I didn’t look at it. I found that there were a lot less people in the hall. In addition to those playing mahjong, there were also people playing poker. There were even fewer people watching and chatting.
"Where are the people? Where are the others?" Jiang Feng looked as if he was from another world.
"Some went shopping and some moved things." Jiang Zaide took a big bite of chicken drumstick.
"Your Qiqi led a group of girls out to buy fruits and snacks. My parents, your parents, and his parents went to get speakers and microphones, saying they wanted to sing." Jiang Shoucheng added.
Jiang Feng suddenly realized that the annual party at Tai Feng Tower had become so colorful when he was playing mahjong.
There are equipment such as speakers and microphones in the warehouse, but they just need to be debugged. Wang Xiulian and the others were only responsible for finding things and moving them out. Debugging this kind of technology, which was more difficult than playing with mobile phones, they couldn't complete, so they handed it over to Jiang Zaide, who actually didn't know much about it, but the elders believed that they would definitely know it. and Jiang Shoucheng.
As for why Jiang Feng, who majored in physics, escaped, it was because the elders thought that playing mahjong with Grandma Jiang just now was too hard and a waste of money, so they were considerate enough to let him eat roast chicken while watching his two cousins fuck. live.
Before Jiang Zaide and Jiang Shoucheng had finished debugging the equipment, Wu Minqi led a group of girls back carrying various fruits, cakes and biscuits in large and small bags.
This group of people seemed to have raided fruit shops and cake shops. They bought almost all the fruits that could be seen on the market this season. There were also a wide variety of cakes in all colors, and even cookies were available in seven varieties. Eight kinds.
Ji Yue, who was the best among them, carried two large bags of fruit in each hand. After putting the fruits on the cold dish table in the kitchen, Ji Yue made a special trip to Jiang Feng to remind him.
"Boss Jiang, your Mr. Wu is bleeding heavily today. These things are all paid for by her. She invited them."
When Jiang Feng heard this, he immediately stopped chewing chicken breast.
"How about...do you think it's still too late for me to order roast chicken takeout?" Jiang Feng asked.
Ji Yue:? ? ?
"Your Qiqi specially bought you your favorite chocolate cake, cranberry cookies, tangerines and red kiwi fruit." Ji Yue hinted crazily.
Jiang Feng seemed to understand.
"Originally, my Lao Zhang was not going to make confit duck today. It was only when I saw the confit duck in a TV show two days ago that he wanted to eat it and I mentioned it to him, so he changed his mind and made confit duck." Ji Yue continued to hint.
"I just went to the shop where my old Zhang often sells coffee and bought the unsweetened latte he often drinks." Ji Yue hinted crazily.
"Your Qiqi is currently making a fruit platter of tangerines and kiwis!" Ji Yue said clearly.
Jiang Feng understood.
A sudden realization.
Lost in thought.
Ji Yue smiled slightly, hiding her merit and fame, and left quietly.
Jiang Feng continued to think.
His family Qiqi only likes to eat a few things. There are only some fruits that she doesn’t like, and she doesn’t have any particular favorites.
Plum melon seeds are already available in stores, and Qiqi likes the taste.
There is no lemon black tea in the shop, but Jiang Feng has recently noticed that his Qiqi doesn't drink milk tea and eat cakes very much recently. He thinks that if he goes out to buy a glass of iced lemon black tea and delivers it to Wu Minqi, his Qiqi will probably laugh. Rather reluctantly.
Fried chicken skewers were also excluded.
Jiang Feng sighed deeply and tried to recall whether his Qiqi had mentioned any dishes to him recently.
Jiang Feng thought for a long time and thought of the shredded radish cake and boiled cabbage that Wu Minqi mentioned this morning.
Shredded radish, cake, boiling water, cabbage.
He can do these four things separately, but he can't do them together.
Jiang Feng glanced at the roast chicken on the table with some sadness.
Shredded radish, cake, boiling water, cabbage.
Jiang Feng was still struggling when he suddenly smelled a familiar smell.
Ji Xia was walking in from the door carrying the oden he bought from the convenience store next door, eating as he walked. The radish stuck on the bamboo stick was the radish Jiang Feng was familiar with.
Jiang Feng's eyes lit up and he waved to Ji Xia.
Ji Xia walked towards Jiang Feng, chewing radishes as he walked: "Master, do you want to eat? I bought radishes, cabbage, eggs, meatballs, and what is this wheel called?"
Ji Xia showed Jiang Feng the small paper cup containing Oden. It was indeed rich in variety.
"Xia Xia, did you still have radishes when you bought them?" Jiang Feng asked.
Ji Xia nodded: "Yes, the shop owner brother cooked a lot of things today, and every grid is full. When I just went to buy it, I saw him eating it himself."
"Then Xia Xia, keep eating. You can also eat cakes, biscuits and fruits later. Eat less cake." Jiang Feng warned with a smile.
Ji Xia automatically filtered out the last sentence.
Jiang Feng slipped into the cold dish room, where Wu Minqi was handling the kiwis. There was already half a plate of beautifully cut kiwis on the plate. Tang Tang was helping her make a fruit platter.
"Qiqi." Jiang Feng said.
Wu Minqi looked up: "Huh?"
"Don't do it now. I'll do it with you later. I'll take you to eat something." Jiang Feng said.
Wu Minqi put down the fruit knife in her hand, a little happy and a little worried: "What to eat?"
"Carrot!"
"Oh, carrot."
"Hmm, carrot?" (End of Chapter)