Life is a Game

After checking all the ingredients, Jiang Weiguo took out two potatoes, cut a small piece of bacon, and chose three relatively fresh green peppers. Jiang Feng guessed that what he was about to do was to make shredded potatoes and fried bacon with green peppers.

Jiang Weiguo, who was eleven years old, was not as good at cooking as Jiang Feng.

The knife skills are good, it should be due to helping Jiang Chengde on weekdays, but the heat and seasoning are much worse. Jiang Feng could tell that there was too much salt in the spicy potato shreds, and the potatoes were not very fresh, so the taste must not be much better.

Not to mention fried bacon with green peppers. The bacon itself is not well marinated, and the green peppers are dehydrated and wrinkled, and the seeds inside are all dry.

These two dishes are home-cooked dishes, and there is no difficulty in frying them. Steward Wang asked for at least three dishes and one soup. Jiang Weiguo thought about it and took out the only cabbage in the cabinet.

The leaves on the outside of the cabbage were all wilted, and Jiang Weiguo peeled off several layers to reveal the slightly moist leaves inside. Although it is not fresh, it is barely edible.

Peel off a few vegetable leaves, cut into sections, and fry.

The fried Chinese cabbage that doesn't look good is out of the pan.

Jiang Feng felt that if it wasn't for the first-class Mr. Huang who didn't eat fish, his dishes wouldn't be so ordinary and single. Fish is the most abundant thing in the river. Jiang Feng saw at least two large barrels of fresh fish in the corner, and they were still flopping about, very fresh.

The soup is hot and spicy soup, noodles, seaweed, bacon, and cabbage leaves that have been peeled off before, all chopped and thrown into the pot. After adding salt, chili powder, sesame oil, and soy sauce, Jiang Feng also saw that Jiang Weiguo added a small handful of spices to it, stewed it in a pot, and it was almost impossible to see the ingredients, full of fragrance, but it was the best of these dishes. that's it.

The soup was thick and steaming. Jiang Weiguo went out to find Steward Wang, but found no one outside, and remembered what he said to go to the next door to find someone if he needed help, so he turned and went to the next door.

The kitchen next door is bigger than Jiang Weiguo's. It may be because there are two large pots. One pot is filled with mush, and the other pot is porridge with more water and less rice. Presumably, people in the bilge have three meals a day of rice soup. From this pot.

There are two people inside, a slightly fat aunt with a girl who looks somewhat similar to her, it should be her daughter.

The aunt saw Jiang Weiguo coming in, she was a little dazed, but she quickly reacted, and asked with a smile: "You are the new cook that Manager Wang has hired, right? Wait a minute, I haven't cooked it yet, I need help, I'll go over and help you."

It was the first time that Jiang Weiguo came to Jiang Weiguo after fleeing and meeting such a friendly stranger. His tone was unconsciously lightened: "No, auntie, I just want to ask where Steward Wang is? My food is ready."

As soon as she heard that she didn't need to help herself, the fat aunt smiled more enthusiastically: "Wait a minute, I'll find Steward Wang for you."

After a while, the fat aunt came back with Steward Wang, followed by two people.

The fat aunt peeked into the small kitchen as she passed by, and asked Jiang Weiguo, "Xiao Jiang, what did you do that smells so good?"

"Aunt Li, don't ask if you shouldn't." Steward Wang warned sharply, Aunt Li was obviously not afraid of him, she gave him a blank look, and continued to go in to get burned.

The big pot was so sticky that it hadn't been stirred for ten minutes. Jiang Feng guessed that the bottom was probably burnt.

The two people who came with Wang Guanshi went to the small kitchen to serve the food, and they went to Aunt Li's kitchen to serve the food. I don't know if they were worried that Jiang Weiguo was not good at cooking, and Mr. Huang would blame him for other reasons. Wang Guanshi asked Jiang Weiguo to follow along. .

The first-class cabin was on the third floor, and there were still people guarding the door. Guanshi Wang asked Jiang Weiguo to wait at the door. He and the two people who served the food went in. Jiang Feng followed Guanshi Wang out of curiosity.

The first-class cabin is very large, and the standard is like the presidential suite of later generations. Master Huang's servants and family members are all in it. He sits on the sofa and reads a book, while her wife sews buttons beside him.

"Major Huang, the original cook on the boat died of illness, and a new one was replaced today. I don't know if the dishes you cook suit your taste." Steward Wang said respectfully.

Jiang Feng couldn't help looking at this lord. At first, he thought that Guanshi Wang said he was a lord just as a respectful name, but he didn't expect that he was really a lord. Even the county magistrate fled to Shanghai without being an official. One can imagine how serious the disaster in the north is.

County Magistrate Huang looked to be in his fifties, a little rich, with a long beard, and he barely raised his eyes to look at Manager Wang when he heard what he said: "If you die, you will die. The food you cook is not good, and it is useless."

"You're right." Steward Wang apologized with a smile, and retreated to a corner tactfully.

The maid next to the madam began to prepare vegetables. Regardless of the shabby environment, there were only three dishes and one soup, and there was only one maid, but her posture was not small at all. Those who didn't know thought it was a prince or noble from somewhere.

Master Huang took a bite of the stir-fried cabbage first. He didn't say anything, but his expression was not very satisfied. Then, I took a bite of potato shreds.

"That's right, better than the previous one." Mr. Huang said.

Mr. Huang was obviously more satisfied with the shredded potatoes, while his wife had a lighter taste. She only ate a few mouthfuls of cabbage and rice, and said she was full, so she stopped eating.

It may be because of the potato shreds, or it may be because of the large appetite, Mr. Huang stopped after eating three bowls of rice, and signaled the servant girl with his eyes to scoop up the soup for him.

The maid was clever, scooped up half a bowl of soup for him, and placed it firmly in front of him.

Master Huang took a sip.

"Where did you find this cook?" Master Huang asked as he put down his bowl.

"The helper of Taifeng Building." Wang Guanshi replied.

"It's a joke, the help cook from Taifeng Building can come here to serve as your cook." Master Huang smiled, his expression fluctuating for the first time.

Seeing Lord Huang laughing, Guanshi Wang laughed more exaggeratedly than him, but his voice was smaller than him, and said: "Your Excellency is really perceptive, he is a kid in his teens, he probably said that after working in Taifeng Tower for a few days. I am the assistant cook of Taifeng Building, I wonder if Master Huang is satisfied with him?"

"How many days until we arrive in Shanghai?" Master Huang asked.

"Five days, up to five days."

"It's him, he's good at craftsmanship, reward." Master Huang raised his hand, and the maid handed two oceans to Steward Wang.

This feels like a huge sum of money.

Steward Wang was all smiles, and said kind words without any money: "Master Huang, you are really kind and generous. I thank you on behalf of that kid. That kid has cultivated many blessings in his previous life, and today he has the opportunity to cook you this meal." , it is his honor to be able to cook for you, and now he is rewarded by you, it is really a smog from the ancestors."

Mr. Huang thought Steward Wang was noisy and asked him to go out.

Steward Wang stuffed Dayang into his underwear.

Jiang Weiguo was still standing at the door, it was like autumn now, wearing a single shirt, and Jiang Weiguo's hands and feet were a little numb from the wind blowing on the river for half an hour.

"Your dishes are good, Master Huang will reward you." Steward Wang threw him three copper coins.

Jiang Weiguo hurriedly followed.

Steward Wang was in a good mood after being greedy for Jiang Weiguo's two oceans, and even seeing Jiang Weiguo was pleasing to the eye: "Go to Aunt Li's kitchen to eat later, eat as much as you want, and I will add white flour steamed buns for you." One, four, you can stay in the kitchen during the day, and you don’t have to worry about going back at night, I will make the decision for you if things are robbed.”

"Thank you, Steward Wang." Jiang Weiguo said hastily. In fact, the group of skinny and weak chickens in the cabin might not be able to snatch him because of his body.

Seeing that he was so knowledgeable, Steward Wang nodded in satisfaction and left.

Jiang Weiguo walked quickly towards the kitchen.