Life is a Game

After seven hours of long high-speed rail, Jiang Feng finally arrived at the provincial capital of Sichuan at 8:00 pm.

The box lunch on the high-speed rail is too expensive and tastes bad. Wu Minqi thinks it's unpalatable. Jiang Feng is simply short of money. In addition, the two of them didn't eat lunch to catch the train. It's already past the meal time, and both of them are hungry .

After getting off the bus, Wu Minqi led Jiang Feng to the small restaurant she recommended. After taking the subway for a few stops, I walked through several streets and finally entered an old-fashioned tube building. This small restaurant is located in a residential building, on the third floor, and it would be impossible for Jiang Feng to find it if Wu Minqi hadn't led the way.

"This restaurant was opened by another chef of the state-run restaurant where my grandfather used to work. You can call him Master Chen. His son works in our restaurant. Grandpa Chen opened this small restaurant simply because he couldn't be idle. The restaurant only serves regular customers, and it stays open until ten o'clock in the evening." Wu Minqi led Jiang Feng upstairs and introduced him.

Very old tube building, the walls are covered with small advertisements, layer after layer thicker than wallpaper, the units are also very dilapidated, and the exposed walls are mottled.

Wu Minqi went to the third floor and knocked on the door on the left.

The person who opened the door was an old man who looked to be in his seventies, with gray hair but in good spirits and wearing an apron.

"Qiqi, I came to grandpa's house for dinner after the university holiday. Come on in, it's cold outside, this is..." Master Chen looked at Jiang Feng.

"He's my friend, Jiang Feng, the president of my university club, and I took a ride with him. He's from City Z, and he's here to find someone." Wu Minqi introduced Jiang Feng.

"Master Chen." Jiang Feng said, looking inside, there were no guests.

"Qiqi has made friends since she went to college. That's right. Come on, Qiqi's friends come in quickly, and there is no one there. Qiqi, you just happened to happen. This morning I met a wild grass carp weighing more than 13 catties in the vegetable market. The meat quality is not good. I have to say, I didn’t even bother to cook several tables of guests today, I thought I’d wait for Uncle Chen to eat for him after work, and grandpa will cook boiled fish for you, and it’s still in the pot.” Master Chen said with a smile, and walked back to the kitchen.

It is a very ordinary family restaurant. There are three tables in the living room, and the two bedrooms are used as boxes. There is no decoration and the decoration is very simple. Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi randomly found a table by the window and sat down. Jiang Feng took a peek at the kitchen. The kitchen was newer than the outside decoration.

"You can't order food here, it depends on what Grandpa Chen bought in the morning, he will cook what he has, and we will eat whatever he cooks. There will be a special cleaning aunt to clean here every morning and evening. It is very clean. For "Wu Minqi told Jiang Feng the rules here, "Let's ask Grandpa Chen first, he might know your grandpa's brother."

After waiting for about half an hour, Master Chen came out with a large bowl of boiled fish.

The fish soup is all red, with a lot of dried chilies, peppercorns and bean sprouts floating on it, and the white fish meat below can be seen faintly. Had to cough.

How could the two young people be indifferent to seeing an old man bring out a big bowl of vegetables? Jiang Feng rubbed his nose, got up and took the boiled fish with Wu Minqi, and put it on the table.

I don't know where Master Chen found such a big and heavy bowl. Jiang Feng estimated that this big bowl with soup and bowl weighed more than ten catties. The two were still not happy to help Master Chen, and complained: "It's not that I'm too old to carry things. You are customers, so how can you ask customers to serve food!"

"But first of all, I am your junior. How can I ask the elders to serve the dishes." Wu Minqi smiled, "Grandpa Chen, what else are you hiding? I can smell it."

Jiang Feng looked blank. What did he smell?

He could only smell the prickly ash and pepper in the boiled fish, um, and white wine. Master Chen is very interesting, using Erguotou to boil the fish.

In the end, Jiang Feng didn't control his mouth and said it.

Master Chen was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Qiqi, your friend has a good nose! I have so many regular customers, you and him can smell it. I added a little Erguotou to the boiled fish."

"His family also runs a restaurant, but the scale is a bit smaller, just like mine." Wu Minqi said, "Okay, Grandpa Chen, don't hide it, I can smell it, spicy rabbit head, it's in the kitchen!"

"I'm really overwhelmed by your girl's nose. You Uncle Chen haven't had your supper today!" Master Chen reluctantly went into the kitchen and gave Wu Minqi that spicy rabbit head.

A white disk with two hideous rabbit heads covered in fennel, peppercorns and dried chilies.

"Jiang Feng, you are lucky today! The spicy rabbit head made by Grandpa Chen is second to none in the whole province, and even my grandpa can't compare to it! Come, come, try it!" Wu Minqi went to the kitchen with ease. Chopsticks, brought out two bowls of rice, and handed the chopsticks to Jiang Feng.

Looking at the red everywhere, Jiang Feng hesitated.

This dish does not seem to be ordinary spicy.

It looked much spicier than the dishes Wu Minqi cooked at Chenfeng Elementary School before.

"It's okay, Grandpa Chen's food looks spicy, but it's not very spicy." Wu Minqi said.

Jiang Feng believed her for the time being, and tentatively stretched out his chopsticks to pick up some bean sprouts.

Jiang Feng burst into tears on the spot.

A good twenty-year-old young man lost to two bean sprouts.

Weeping bitterly on the spot.

Wu Minqi was shocked.

As a native of Sichuan, Wu Minqi had never seen Jiang Feng who couldn't eat spicy food so much. In the cafeteria of Chenfeng Elementary School before, Jiang Feng was still at the initial stage of being so hot that he drank water, but now two bean sprouts burst into tears.

Jiang Feng looked at Wu Minqi with teary eyes and just wanted to say.

I believe you ghost!

"So exaggerated?" Wu Minqi hesitantly picked up two bean sprouts and tasted them. After chewing twice, there was no reaction.

"It's okay, it's not very spicy, have you eaten dried chili?"

Jiang Feng: ...

He doesn't want to discuss whether it's spicy or not with people from Shu, thank you!