Life is a Game

Jiang Feng took his schoolbag and arrived at the store at 12:40. The teacher of the last class really lived up to expectations, and successfully helped the students solve the problem of grabbing food, so that everyone can enjoy the joy of leftovers in the empty cafeteria.

Jiang Feng saw a lunch box on the counter in the back kitchen.

A blue, three-ply, expensive, very insulated lunch box, very common in high schools and very rare in colleges.

"Sister, is this your lunch box?" Jiang Feng asked, he really couldn't think of anyone who would use such a lunch box in college.

"It's not mine, it's Zhang Wei's. He also has one. He asked me to put rice on the first layer, vegetables on the second layer, and soup on the third layer." Ji Yue explained.

Jiang Feng nodded, very good, environmental protection.

It seems that Zhang Wei is determined to eat their home's takeaway every day. As expected of a wealthy family who sold software for tens of thousands in the legend, this month's food expenses can cover the living expenses of most of his classmates.

It was already past the meal time, but Jiang Jiankang was still busy in the kitchen. He took out his precious Shaoxing wine, and there were twenty or thirty plates, large and small, on the cooking table.

Shaoxing wine jar?

Jiang Feng leaned over, and sure enough, there were sheep knuckles, pork belly, hoof tips, tendons, abalone shark's fins, sea cucumbers and scallops, all of which were necessary ingredients for Buddha jumping over the wall. And just looking at the appearance, they are not common items on the market, nor are they likely to be assembled by Comrade Jiang Jiankang in a short period of time.

Their house is just an ordinary stir-fry restaurant, but it doesn't have as many purchase methods as a big hotel.

Jiang's health certificate is cutting the deer tendons, the scallops are soaking, and on the left is a piece of authentic Jinhua ham sent by the old man's friend a few years ago.

Looking at it like this, Comrade Jiang Jiankang is going to spend a lot of money.

This piece of Jinhua ham was his treasure, and Jiang Feng had never tasted it.

"Dad, where did you get so many ingredients?" Jiang Feng asked curiously.

"The guest brought it himself. It's your professor who came to eat at noon on the first day of the opening. It seems that his surname is Chen, and he is quite old." Jiang Jiankang said, pointing to the abalone on the plate, "Go and smash the abalone .”

Jiang Feng went to get the knife.

The abalone is a four-headed abalone, and its appearance is very good. I don't know what method Professor Li used to get fresh four-headed abalone in a city that is not in the coastal area. Generally, dried abalone is used to make Buddha jumping over the wall, because dried abalone is more fragrant, but since the guests have brought the ingredients, radishes and cabbage have their own favorites. appetite.

Jiang Feng had never tasted the dish of Buddha jumping over the wall.

It's not because the ingredients are expensive. Now, when you go to a hotel, you can buy a cup of Buddha Jumping Over the Wall for a few hundred dollars. But Mr. Jiang has very high requirements for ingredients, and he doesn't look down on hormone meat or pesticide dishes. Therefore, if the Jiang family wants to make Buddha jump over the wall, they must use the best ingredients.

Who is called Buddha Tiaoqiang was also one of Taifenglou's signature dishes back then, Mr. Jiang would never allow unworthy descendants to spoil the special dishes of Jiang's cuisine back then.

There were 18 main ingredients and 12 auxiliary ingredients. Jiang Jiankang patiently processed each material in turn. During the period, he took the time to cook a sloppy lunch for everyone. Before Jiang Feng went to the classroom, he was soaking his hair in fish maw.

Jiang Jiankang is no longer the head chef of the state-owned chef. It is a rare opportunity for him to get such good ingredients to cook a big dish.

The sun was shining at noon, and the scorching sun made people dizzy.

On the way to the classroom, Jiang Feng called Mr. Jiang.

The old man never had the habit of taking a nap. According to his biological clock, he should be cooking pig food for his precious pigs now.

Afternoon tea plus meal, really makes people jealous.

"Hello, Xiaofeng, what's the matter?" Mr. Jiang's angry voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Grandpa, the professor at our school would like to invite you to come over and make willow-leaf jelly in clear soup." Jiang Feng went straight to the point.

"No." The old man refused very simply.

"Our professor prepares his own materials. He came to the store today to find his father to do Buddha jumping over the wall, and he also prepared his own ingredients. I saw that the ingredients are very good, and they are definitely rare and high-quality." Jiang Feng still hopes to complete this branch line task.

The five words "very good ingredients" obviously moved Mr. Jiang, he was silent for a while, and said, "The professor of your school, why did you come here to invite me to cook this dish?"

If someone came to ask Mr. Jiang to make a special dish 30 years ago, he would not be surprised. After all, he was a well-known state-owned chef at that time, and he also entertained many people who came here admiringly. But now that he has retired for so many years, there are so many good chefs in this world, he is not one of them.

"Our professor's father once tasted willow leaf vegetables in clear soup made by grandpa in Taifeng Building when he was young, and he wanted his father to try it again," Jiang Feng explained.

"I'm going to City A next week." The old man sighed, "It's been 70 years, yet someone still remembers Taifeng Building."

Jiang Feng hung up the phone, but after talking for a few minutes, the phone became a little hot. I don't know if it was the sun's credit or Xiaomi's instinct for fever was too strong.

During class in the afternoon, Jiang Feng was always a little absent-minded.

This was the first time he saw Comrade Jiang Jiankang jump over the wall as a Buddha. He couldn't witness the whole process with his own eyes, so he kept thinking about it.

"Brother Feng, what are you thinking? You have checked your watch three times in the past two minutes." Wang Hao poked Jiang Feng with his elbow.

"My dad is doing Buddha jumping over the wall in the kitchen at noon," Jiang Feng said.

"I've eaten Buddha Jumping over the Wall. The Yipin Restaurant in our city has it. It's six hundred and eighty-eight cups. Two mouthfuls are gone. It's delicious, and it's not as magical as it is written in the novel." Wang Hao said that he also He is someone who has seen the world.

Yipinxuan Jiang Feng knows that the main dish is Jiangsu and Zhejiang cuisine, and Buddha Tiaoqiang is not even considered as their signature dish.

"If you have eaten 1,888, you won't think so. My grandfather said that there is a restaurant in FJ where the Buddha jumps over the wall. The fragrance is ten miles away. There is a limit of 100 servings per day, and the reservation cannot be made for three months. "Jiang Feng said, pretending that he was listening to the class, and cooperated with the teacher to turn over a page of the book.

"Uncle can make it today have this effect?" Wang Hao began to salivate involuntarily.

"Definitely not, but it's definitely better than the 688 you ate." Jiang Feng said.

The former head chef of that restaurant in fj can be regarded as half of Mr. Jiang's master, and Mr. Jiang's Buddha jumping over the wall was taught by him.

The family now owns a well-known restaurant all over the country, and the Jiang family now owns a restaurant with a thriving business.

There is also a pharmacy that is about to open, a tailor shop that is resigned to fate, a pet shop that survives on small profits but quick sales, and the three-headed pigs that the old man loves.

After class, Jiang Feng and Wang Hao rushed to the store with their schoolbags.

Comrade Wang Xiulian was sitting in front of the counter, watching the drama with her legs crossed and her chin propped up. Comrade Jiang Jiankang moved a chair and sat in the kitchen watching her Buddha jump over the wall.

The chairs in the healthy stir-fry restaurant all have one characteristic, they are strong.

The lotus leaf seals all the fragrance, and Buddha Jumps Over the Wall looks like an ordinary wine jar.

"Son, chop the vegetables." Jiang Jiankang ordered, not taking his eyes off the jar in front of him.

Jiang Feng cut vegetables with a knife.

Starting at five o'clock, customers come to the store one after another.

Jiang Jiankang handed over the power of the spoon to Jiang Feng. Although he was a bit cruel to the guests, Jiang Feng hadn't heard the sound of the wonderful experience value notification for a long time. The experience value has not increased much for two days. In the morning, I spent 1000 to upgrade the physics, successfully achieving reverse growth.

Nearly six o'clock, Professor Li and his wife walked into the store with an old man on crutches.

"Dad, be careful." Professor Li helped his father to the nearest table and sat down.

Ji Yue went into the kitchen and told Jiang Jiankang that Professor Li was here.

Jiang Jiankang directly brought out the entire wine jar.

Uncover and lift the lotus leaf.

The fragrance hits the face and permeates the whole store.

The customer in the store was playing with his mobile phone with his head down. This customer couldn't help raising his head, looking for the source of the fragrance.

"What kind of food is so delicious!" A boy wearing glasses asked.

"Buddha jumped over the wall." Ji Yue replied thoughtfully.

Poverty shut him up.

Li Ming shook his head and stood up tremblingly. Professor Li and his wife quickly helped him up, for fear that he would fall down.

"It's not this taste." Li Mingyi's voice was extremely hoarse.

"Sorry, Master Jiang, please pack it!" Professor Li said apologetically.

"It's because I'm not good at cooking."

Ji Yue hurriedly went to find the packing box.

"Student Jiang, don't you know your grandfather?" Professor Li turned his attention to Jiang Feng.

"My grandfather said that he will come to city a next week." Jiang Feng said.

"It's troublesome, I really trouble you." Professor Li said again and again.

"Your grandfather, is Jiang Weiguo?" Li Mingyi asked.

"Yes." Jiang Feng nodded.

"I remember him. At that time, he was not as tall as my waist. When serving the dishes, Huiqing praised him for being so handsome." Li Ming's cloudy eyes became more radiant.

Then he muttered some broken words that no one could understand, and left the store with the support of Professor Li and his wife.