Life is a Game

"Jiang Huiqin? She is your great aunt, didn't your grandfather tell you?" Jiang Weiming asked back.

"No, no, I mean, I said it, no. What I want to say is that my aunt's youngest son is one of the teachers who teach me in our school. Our two families only met each other some time ago." Jiang Feng almost was wound in.

"Your great aunt is still alive!" Jiang Weiming was so excited that he almost jumped up, "How is she now? Where is she? How have you been all these years?"

"The great aunt has been dead for thirty or forty years." Jiang Feng poured cold water on Jiang Weiming, "The great aunt also passed away from stomach cancer a few days ago, and only Professor Li is left in their family, who is the youngest son of the aunt and His wife is gone."

"That's it." Jiang Weiming was a little disappointed, and also felt that he had come up with a wild idea. It is a gift from God that he can live to this age, how can he expect every relative to live as long as him, in fact, the fact that his younger brother is still alive is already the greatest comfort to him.

At least he has blood-related relatives living in this world besides his children.

"Before my uncle passed away, I asked Professor Li to transfer me a house deed." Jiang Feng said carefully.

"Your uncle gave it to you, so you can keep it at ease." Jiang Weiming didn't understand why.

"It's Taifeng Building." Jiang Feng said, "The grand uncle gave me Taifeng Building."

The expression on Jiang Weiming's face froze in an instant, as if time had stood still for half. After a long time, he moved his lips and asked with difficulty: "Peking's...Taifeng Building?"

Jiang Feng nodded affirmatively: "Yes, it's the original Taifeng Tower in Beiping."

"It wasn't destroyed or demolished?" Jiang Weiming trembled, his voice even a little choked up.

"Yes, in the 37th year of the Republic of China, my aunt went back and bought Taifeng Building. All these years, my aunt has kept him and maintained him. Although it is a bit dilapidated, it is exactly the same as it was back then." Jiang Feng said.

Jiang Weiming didn't know how to face it.

That was Taifeng Building, which was lost from his grandfather, and his father had been thinking about Taifeng Building all his life, and he would never forget Taifeng Building on the way to escape. It was the greatest glory of the Jiang family, and it was famous all over the world in Beiping. It was the hard work of his father all his life, and it was also the place where he and his brothers thought they would fight for it all their lives.

For so many years, at first it was because of the inconvenient transportation, and later it was because of getting older. Ever since the city of Beiping was destroyed, he never returned to Beiping, nor did he expect the Jiang family to buy back Taifeng Building.

He originally thought that Taifeng Building would be destroyed in the war, or be demolished like many old buildings.

He didn't expect, and didn't dare to think, that Taifeng Building could be preserved until today, and it still...

Taifenglou is back, and Taifenglou belongs to the Jiang family again.

Jiang Weiming cried, there was no sound, only tears streaming down his wrinkled face.

"Third Grandpa..."

"It's okay, the third grandpa is just happy." Jiang Weiming rubbed his tears and looked at Jiang Feng with a smile, "Xiao Feng, you must study hard and manage Taifeng Building well, just like your great-grandfather did back then, so that the whole of Beiping, the whole country , the whole world knows Taifeng Building, and everyone knows that this is the Taifeng Building of the Jiang family."

He looked at Jiang Feng and said what his father had said to them back then.

"Let's go, Third Grandpa will cook for you. Don't eat Sichuan cuisine. Third Grandpa will cook Shandong cuisine for you!" Jiang Weiming regained his spirit, put the kimchi back into his bag, picked up his cloth bag, and pulled Jiang Feng away small shop.

Jiang Weiming dragged Jiang Feng to his apprentice's house in a hurry.

Chefs attach great importance to the relationship between master and apprentice. Generally, they don't accept apprentices easily. Most of them inherit their father's business from their sons. Just like the Jiang family and Wu family, their skills are passed down from generation to generation. Accepting an apprentice is equivalent to accepting a son, and being a teacher is equivalent to accepting a second father. It may not be so exaggerated now, but Jiang Weiming was like this when he accepted his apprentice.

His apprentice's name is Jiang Weiwei, and his talent is not very good. When he was accepted, his name was changed to Jiang Yuanchao, and he was accepted because of his name. Jiang Weiming is more than 30 years younger than Jiang Weiming, younger than Jiang Weiming's sons, and only retired a few years ago.

Jiang Weiming took Jiang Feng to Jiang Weiwei's house.

Jiang Weiwei is fat, which is in line with Uncle Benshan's generalization of the cook with a big head and a thick neck. Although Jiang Weiming didn't say hello in advance on a whim, Jiang Weiwei had already invited him in respectfully, and said happily, "Master, why did you suddenly remember the provincial capital, who is this?"

"He is my grandnephew. Today is the first day we meet. I will borrow your kitchen to cook for my grandnephew." Jiang Weiming cut to the chase.

"Grandnephew? Congratulations, master. The kitchen is a little dirty. Master, please drink some tea and sit down for a while." Jiang Weiwei shouted into the room: "wife, wife, come out quickly, master is here to use the kitchen, let's hurry up Go clean it up!"

Jiang Weiwei's wife was as rich as he was, and the two of them cleaned out the kitchen swiftly. Jiang Weiwei asked courteously, "Master, what do you want to cook? Fish head with chopped pepper? Do you want me to buy fish head now?" ?”

"My nephew and grandson can't eat spicy food, so I'll make him two Shandong dishes." Jiang Weiming said.

Jiang Weiwei became even more excited: "Okay, I'll help you."

"I'm coming too." Jiang Feng hurriedly said, and introduced himself to Jiang Weiwei: "Hi, Grandpa Jiang, my name is Jiang Feng."

"What's your name, grandpa? I'm not a senior. Just call me Uncle Jiang! Xiaofeng, do you usually cook too?" Jiang Weisheng said cheerfully.

"My family runs a small restaurant, and I usually help out in the back kitchen," Jiang Feng said.

On the way here, Jiang Weiming introduced Jiang Fengwei to Jiang Feng. Although he is not very talented, he is a culinary idiot, willing to endure hardships, and willing to learn everything, but because he lacks the most critical talent for being a cook, he has only been a relatively good cook all his life. Ordinary cook.

In those years with Jiang Weiming's teaching, he can still make some progress. After leaving Jiang Weiming's teaching for so many years, he has been standing still.

Now that Jiang Weiming was going to cook himself, he was as excited as a new apprentice in the kitchen.

Jiang Weiwei's kitchen is basically two bedrooms in size. It was specially decorated and remodeled by the master. The cooking seasonings and ingredients are very complete. It is comparable to the back kitchen of a hotel, and it is not like the kitchen of ordinary residents.

Jiang Weiming took green beans, fungus and a few pieces of tofu as far as he could see, and asked Jiang Weiwei to get pork, chicken, ham, dried shrimp and dried scallops.

Looking at these ingredients, Jiang Feng guessed what Jiang Weiming wanted to do.

He wants to make a tofu box!

The steps of this dish are very cumbersome, and the ingredients are very flexible. Each method has its own flavor, and the Boshan tofu box is the most famous. Jiang Feng remembered that the old man did it a long time ago, but only once, his father Jiang Jiankang would not do it. One reason was that the store would definitely not sell it, and the other reason was that his father didn't like tofu.

Jiang Wei will be older next year, and Jiang Feng and Jiang Weiwei will be responsible for washing vegetables and chopping stuffing. He is responsible for the main steps.

Cut off the three skins of the tofu, wrap it with dry starch, and fry it in a 70% hot oil pan. When frying, keep rolling the tofu so that all sides of the tofu are golden brown. Jiang Weiming was frying tofu, while Jiang Feng and Jiang Weiwei were chopping minced meat beside him. The minced meat was good but the tendons inside the meat were not easy to pick. Jiang Weiming was afraid that Jiang Feng would not clean it and it would affect the taste. He wanted to help, but found that Jiang Feng's knife skills were better than his own. Okay, let's praise him instead.

"Xiao Feng is good at knives, at what age did she start learning to cook!"

"Over four years old." Jiang Feng said.

"It's early." Jiang Weiwei sighed, "I was too late. I started to learn from Master only after graduating from high school, and my talent is not good. I have been like this for so many years. I have nothing to do, but I have embarrassed Master."

"No shame." Jiang Weiming said, "You are willing to learn and endure hardships. You are better than those who are talented but lazy. My two sons are not willing to learn. If you do, you are more filial than my two sons. Embarrass me."

Jiang Feng was surprised to find that Jiang Weisheng blushed a little.

It was surprisingly shy.

After the tofu is fried, cut it while it is hot, leaving only a trace of skin connected, dig out the tofu inside, it looks like a box.

Digging tofu was not difficult, but it was a delicate job. Jiang Weiming moved slowly. It took more than ten minutes to dig out the three tofu boxes. Then he started to fry the stuffing, put the dug out tofu, Jiang Feng and ginger's sanitized ingredients into the pot, stir fry quickly on high heat, and finally put the fried stuffing back into the tofu box.

"Is there any broth?" Jiang Weiming asked.

"Yes, it's in the refrigerator, I'll get it." Jiang Weiwei went to get a big pot of broth, and brought it to Jiang Weiming, "Master, is this okay?"

The soup was cold, Jiang Weiming stirred it with a spoon, nodded, and told him to heat up the soup.

Jiang Weiming put it in a steamer and steamed it over high heat. He didn't make a special topping. It seemed that he was going to pour the broth directly.

Sure enough, after the tofu box was steamed, Jiang Weiming took out the soft and tender tofu, poured a spoonful of broth on it, and the dish was ready.

Although Jiang Weisheng's knife skills are so-so, the broth is still good.

"Come on, Xiaofeng, Hygiene, try it while it's hot. Hygienic, call Zhang Li out to eat together." Jiang Weiming said.

"Ah, master, don't you want to eat?" Jiang Weiwei was a little surprised, he was going to give half of his own to his wife just now.

Jiang Weiming made three in total.

"At my age, I can't eat such meaty things." Jiang Weiming said, "I'll make candied sweet potatoes again, Xiaofeng, do you want me to serve you another bowl of noodles?"

"No need, no need." Jiang Feng refused. In just a few hours, he ate a large bowl of fatty sausage rolls, a bowl of Long Chao Shou and two bunches of sugar oil fruits. If he had another bowl of noodles, he would probably Like Liu Qian, she went to the hospital for gastric lavage.

Jiang Weiming returned to the kitchen and continued cooking.

Jiang Weiwei's wife, Zhang Li, is also a wonderful person. She comes out to help when she needs help, and goes back to her room the rest of the time without speaking. When Jiang Weiwei asks her to eat, she comes out to eat happily.

Jiang Weiming's tofu box was more delicious than Jiang Feng's memory of the old man's cooking. Jiang Weiming had been cooking Sichuan cuisine for so many years in Sichuan. Even Jiang Weiming didn't know that he was a genuine Lu cuisine chef.

Although he hasn't cooked Lu cuisine for many years, Jiang Weiming is Jiang Weiming after all, the Jiang Weiming who Jiang Chengde personally taught for more than ten years.

"I didn't expect Master to be so good at making tofu. Xiaofeng, do you know what this dish is called?" Jiang Sanwei took a bite of the tofu box with a satisfied expression on his face.

"Tofu box, a famous Lu cuisine." Jiang Feng said.

"I didn't expect Master Lu Cai to be so good. Why didn't I see him do it?" Jiang Weiwei looked regretful, feeling that he had missed a lot these years.

Jiang Feng: ...

To be honest, since he came to Sichuan, he has not seen many restaurants of other cuisines, and he has only seen two restaurants for Lanzhou ramen and S county snacks.

Thinking about it this way, Jiang's cuisine emphasizes Shandong cuisine. Jiang Weiming forced himself to become a master of Sichuan cuisine after so many years in Shu, which really hurt him.

*I am a soul cook who is very bad at chopping vegetables, burns fish, and my best dish is scrambled eggs with tomatoes. All the dishes I wrote come from Du Niang, basically I have never eaten them all by imagination. So if there are some dishes that readers have eaten or can cook but what I wrote is different from the actual ones, please ignore ∠(∠)_[All when parallel dishes in parallel time and space]