Life is a Game

Cooking a big pot of rice is a very tiring thing.

Chenfeng Primary School is a well-known aristocratic school in City A. The number of cooks in the back kitchen has been maintained at around 30 all year round, but today there are only three. Jiang Feng, Wu Minqi, Liu Qian, and Teacher Chen counted as one, and the other three teachers had to keep a dozen little radish heads from making trouble in the back kitchen. The division of labor was very reasonable.

Just handling the ingredients is a very troublesome thing.

More than one hundred elementary school students, forty or fifty elderly people, dozens of teachers and dozens of college student volunteers, these four groups of people have different dietary structures. Elementary school students are picky eaters, and the elderly should not be too hungry. Teachers and volunteers are easy to handle, and they have to eat whatever they do.

"I saw that the old people didn't drink any milk this morning." Liu Qian, who was peeling potatoes and humming her own song "Little cabbage, the ground is yellow, and small potatoes, the skin is also yellow", said suddenly.

"It seems that the elderly are a little lactose intolerant, and they are prone to diarrhea after drinking it." Wu Minqi lowered her head and cut into shredded potatoes. "I'll soak some soybeans later and cook soybean pork rib soup. I just went to the cold storage to see that the ribs are quite fresh."

"I don't like soybeans! I want to drink seaweed egg soup!!" A little girl who was taught by Teacher Zhou to quietly watch her brother and sister cook loudly protested dissatisfied.

"I want to drink tomato and egg soup!"

"I want to drink, I want to drink kelp rib soup!"

"I also want egg custard."

"I……"

As soon as this remark came out, the little radishheads responded in groups. There are a thousand Hamlets for a thousand readers, and one or two hundred carrot heads for one or two hundred soups you want to drink and four cooks who want to die.

"What... what should I do?" Liu Qian was a little dazed at the sonic attack of a group of children.

"Let's stew them all." Jiang Feng said, he didn't care about it, "I just checked, the kitchen utensils are complete, there are 9 stoves, seven stews and two stir-fries are enough."

"Soy ribs soup, radish ribs soup, kelp ribs soup, crucian carp tofu soup." Wu Minqi counted the soups to cook.

"I want yam pork ribs soup." Liu Qian started to order food without the consciousness of helping the cook at all.

"Egg meatloaf soup, Hu spicy soup, and the last seaweed egg soup and tomato egg soup, it's almost done." Jiang Feng added that he had seen the Hu spicy soup in Jiangwei National Road memory before, and then he After thinking about it for a while, it actually looks good.

"Children like sweet and sour dishes, ancient pineapple meat, fish-flavored shredded pork, and then I'm making boiled fish and spicy chicken." Wu Minqi said.

"The old man wants relatively light, smooth egg shrimp, stir-fried seasonal vegetables, vinegar potato shreds, stir-fried three shreds, and I will make 60 pickled vegetable dumplings, remembering bitterness and sweetness." Jiang Feng said, not forgetting the meaning of this volunteer activity theme.

"9 dishes and 9 soups?" Teacher Chen couldn't believe his ears, "That classmate Jiang and Wu are a little too much, we may not be able to finish it."

"No problem." Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi said in unison.

If the two of them have anything in common in culinary skills, they are probably close together.

Jiang Feng's family's small fry shop has a simple popularity and a large number of customers. Jiang Feng has been helping in the back kitchen since he was a child. Whether it is washing and cutting vegetables and serving them or delivering food, the core essentials are to be fast. Wu Minqi has also been helping in the back kitchen since she was a child, starting from playing lotus until she is now a kitchen assistant. If she is slow, she will be scolded. From the very beginning, her grandfather was the chef and she was scolded that her father was the chef. It was almost etched into her bones.

"By the way, Mr. Chen, are there any fresh vegetables here?" Jiang Feng went to the warehouse to look around and didn't see much green vegetables.

"Yes, yes, how about sweet potato seedlings and sweet potato vines, there are out-of-season sweet potatoes in the back shed." Teacher Chen suggested.

Jiang Feng: (°Д°≡°Д°)

What kind of fairy exists in the greenhouse of Chenfeng Elementary School to grow out-of-season sweet potatoes.

Eating sweet potato vines in December, the price behind this Yikusitian is too high.

"Mr. Zhou, please take the children to pick sweet potato vines and sweet potato seedlings!" Teacher Chen said.

These two teachers Zhou are worthy of being management geniuses. They raised their hands and took out a dozen small stickers: "Students, let's compete in picking sweet potato vines and peeling sweet potatoes. After peeling one, put a sticker on the root to see who is the first!" A good one!"

Anyway, the root is to be cut off with a knife.

The little radish heads suddenly became excited, and followed the teachers out screaming.

Next, the two teachers of Zhou did the same and handed over the work of washing leeks, kelp, seaweed, soaking soybeans, and beating eggs to the little radish heads, which greatly reduced the burden on Jiang Feng and the others.

The most important thing is that a group of little radishes are still working happily, one by one is serious and careful.

Wu Minqi is good at Sichuan cuisine, and Jiang Feng is good at cooking home-cooked dishes. The efficiency of the two working together is simply extraordinary. One morning, the kitchen was filled with the smell of various dishes, among which the smell of boiled fish that was still bubbling in the pot was the most overbearing. Wu Minqi used ingredients very boldly, even a little as she wanted. Intuitively, this undoubtedly made Jiang Feng very envious.

According to the normal logic of development, Wu Minqi is the protagonist in a gourmet novel. She is young and beautiful, extremely talented, has a prominent family background, and endures hardships. She is simply a domineering president... No, she is a woman.

Why.

Jiang Feng sighed, he didn't want to work hard anymore, so please introduce some rich women to him.

On the long iron dish, there are dishes that have been cooked and are being placed on top of the warm water, and the steaming dishes can be brought out for dinner after the boiled fish and vegetable dumplings are steamed.

"Mr. Chen, Mr. Chen, there is an emergency." A middle-aged man in a very cool suit and leather shoes ran into the back kitchen and was taken aback when he saw a row of well-prepared dishes. Parents of some students come to the school even if they don’t feel at ease.”

"Probably, maybe, I need to take care of the food." The middle-aged man knew that he was wrong and lacked confidence.

Teacher Chen frowned: "Mr. Jiang, we all do this in a fixed amount, even the rice is cooked in a fixed amount. What should we do if you have more students and parents? It's half past eleven and there are still 20 minutes to go." It's time to eat."

"Well, we didn't expect this situation, but those parents, the school manager Han also came, and now it's meal time, we can't just ignore the meal." Teacher Jiang was also sweating profusely from anxiety, and the cool top of his head looked Very bright.

"Let me contact the school to see if there is a restaurant near the school that can deliver food temporarily." Teacher Chen is a decathlon master, and reluctantly took out his mobile phone, "How many parents have come in total?"

"60."

"60?" Jiang Feng couldn't help but turn around, what a coincidence? !

"Mr. Chen, you don't need to look for a restaurant anymore. Don't I still have 60 pickled vegetable dumplings for memorizing bitterness and sweetness?" Jiang Feng lifted the lid of the steamer and put Liu Qian on the hot-searched pickled dumplings two days ago. The vegetable dumplings were neatly placed in the steamer, "I will make another 60 cucumbers, and let the parents of the students experience the purpose of this volunteer activity."

Jiang Feng picked up the kitchen knife, and a cold light flashed on the back of the knife.

It's been a long time since I took cucumber pictures.

"This." Teacher Jiang hesitated for a moment, thinking it was a good idea, "No one has such a big dough, can they be full?"

Teacher Jiang also gestured with his hands: "Many parents of the students who come here are fathers."

"Yes, yes, I ate a few more a few days ago and went to the hospital for gastric lavage." Liu Qian hurriedly came out to agree.

Teacher Jiang looked at Liu Qian and felt familiar.

"I'm the anchor who was so popular in the food search before. What I ate was this vegetable dumpling. It's delicious!"

Jiang Feng: ...

Why are your explanations so proficient.