Life is a Game

Because they didn't know where they offended the old man, Jiang Jiandang and Jiang Jiankang didn't dare to gnaw, and carefully put the freshly caught fat head fish into the basin and wanted to slip away.

Jiang Weiguo was neither blind nor deaf, so how could he not notice that two sons weighing more than two hundred catties entered the kitchen, turned around, and caught him straight.

"Why?" asked the old man.

In Jiang Jiankang's and Jiang Jiandang's eyes, he was outraged, and Jiang Jiandang said cautiously, "My third brother and I just caught the fish, so give it away."

The fat-headed fish weighing nearly 30 catties was thrashing and struggling in the empty basin with its small short tail, making the iron basin crackle. I don’t know how long it took for such a big fathead fish to grow to this size after hiding in the fish pond. It has survived for so many years, but unfortunately it was caught ashore by two brothers today.

Jiang Jiankang was drooling just looking at it.

He can't eat spicy food, that's okay. Spicy dishes are divided into delicious spicy dishes and unpalatable spicy dishes. Jiang Jiankang can eat delicious spicy dishes even if he works hard.

Who is Jiang Weiming? The old man's third brother at that time!

What the old man used to say was that compared to my six older brothers, I couldn't even count as a fart. The old man's cooking skills were beyond the reach of Jiang Jiankang and his brothers.

Now that the legendary Sanbo is alive, how can the craftsmanship be worse?

Jiang Jiankang and Jiang Jiandang were looking forward to the fish head with chopped peppers at noon.

Seeing that the appearance of this fat-headed fish is really good, the old man's expression softened a little, and he said, "Third brother, I'll make you fish-head tofu soup at noon. We are so old and we are so angry that we are so angry that we can't do it because of those unfilial sons."

Jiang Jiankang and Jiang Jiandang: !!!∑(°Д°ノ)ノ

"Any opinion?" the old man asked.

"No opinion, no opinion." The two replied in unison, and quickly slipped away.

The old man went to dissect the fish, and the fresh fat fish soon became another dead soul under the knife of the old man. Because Jiang Feng did a lot of practice in the morning, the old man didn't ask him to help, but asked him to call Jiang Jiankang in to help.

Jiang Jiankang and Jiang Jiandang were standing in front of the pigsty chatting.

"Brother, when I was fishing just now, there was a big guy down there. It must be a fat-headed fish, or a grass carp." Jiang Jiankang analyzed.

"I saw it too. Let's go fishing again tomorrow. The fat head fish can be made into fish heads with chopped peppers, and the grass carp can also be boiled fish. It's fine. My dad can cook anything, but he can't cook spicy dishes." Jiang Jiandang agreed. road.

"It's fine to eat spicy food once in a while. Didn't my sister-in-law still post it in the group two days ago? Eating spicy food for a long time is not good for the stomach." Jiang Jiankang said, seeing Jiang Feng walking towards them, "Son, why did you come out? .”

"Grandpa asked you to go in and help," Jiang Feng said.

Jiang Jiankang went to the kitchen, leaving Jiang Jiandang alone by the pigsty.

"Xiaofeng, have you fallen in love yet?" Jiang Jiandang said that it was the elder's New Year's lore.

Jiang Feng: "...not yet"

"It's already twenty, it's time to fall in love, and you're not like your second cousin, who studies medicine and has such a bad hair loss that it's hard to find a girlfriend." Jiang Jiandang said.

"Actually, those of us who study physics also lose their hair." Jiang Feng felt that he had to justify his name as a physics student.

"That's different." Jiang Jiandang waved his hand, "Your uncle, I'm a medical student, I understand. This medical student's hair falls out quickly, and your dad's bald head is the dirty hair from the oily kitchen that is difficult to wash. Your second uncle's bald head is not much left, so he just shaved it off."

Jiang Feng: ...

Let's not talk about it, let's put some wax on the second cousin's hair first.

Jiang Jiandang pulled Jiang Feng to talk for two minutes before a call came. It seemed that it was about the last demolition payment. Jiang Jiandang went into the house to answer the phone, leaving Jiang Feng beside the pigsty.

There were no entertainment activities in the country, so Jiang Feng took out his phone to check his Moments, but found that Wu Minqi had sent himself a message six minutes ago.

"The registration for the competition starts today, don't forget."

Go to the official website to see, it really is today.

The registration process is quite complicated, such as name, place of origin, ID number, address, etc. There is also an option to fill in the hotel you belong to. This competition is quite big. If the chef of the restaurant ranks high, he can also promote the restaurant.

Jiang Feng originally wanted to fill in the Healthy Stir-fry Restaurant, but after thinking about it, he made a move and filled in Taifeng Building.

The registration fee was 300. Jiang Feng clicked Submit after feeling a little distressed. The system showed that the registration was successful, and the specific competition time would be notified by phone.

After playing with the mobile phone for a while, Grandma Jiang came to call for dinner, and the whole family rushed to the dining room.

The meals are very rich, fish head tofu soup, stewed chicken last night, fried vegetables and fried pork. Although the green vegetables were fried by the old man, Jiang Feng subconsciously didn't want to use his chopsticks when he saw it. After frying vegetables for a whole morning, they probably have to continue frying them in the afternoon, and they will probably have to meet every day in the next few days. It is really difficult for Jiang Feng to develop an appetite for stir-fried vegetables.

Sure enough, Jiang Feng fried vegetables for three days in the next three days.

The three days of intensive heat training were effective. Jiang Feng finally improved the proficiency of the last less than a thousand fire points, and the fire level was upgraded to advanced. Now the properties of the system panel have become:

Knife Skills (Advanced): Your knife skills have surpassed most chefs. (Proficiency: 70231/100000)

Heat (Advanced): Your heat has surpassed most chefs. (Proficiency: 14/100000)

Seasoning (Intermediate): You can already achieve moderate saltiness. (Proficiency: 9652/10000)

The seasoning was still a few hundred points away, and frying vegetables every day would not add much to the proficiency of the seasoning. Jiang Feng estimated that the seasoning should be almost advanced before and after the Chinese New Year.

When the fire level has risen to a high level, Jiang Feng's most direct feeling is that he has found his feeling.

The old man scolded him every day for not feeling like cooking, and Jiang Feng himself didn't know what feeling was. But when the game reminded him that he had reached a high level, Jiang Feng knew that his feeling had come.

It’s no longer waiting for the dishes to be fried until they are old enough to find out that the heat is not right. When the hand touches the pot and the spatula, and the moment the eyes see the vegetables in the pot, the feeling of the body will tell him that you should turn on such a big fire, It's time to cook.

A genius, the moment his hand touches the pot, his body's intuition will tell him how to cook the food. Others can only find the feeling of cooking through continuous practice.

Finally, a plate of green vegetables that meets the advanced cooking level was fried. The old man looked at it, picked it up with chopsticks and tasted one for the first time, and said, "It's ok, it counts as an improvement."

[Ding, get some experience points. 】

The old man was stingy with praise, but Jiang Weiming was not stingy, so he took a sip and boasted, "That's right, better than when your grandfather was studying."

[Ding, get some experience points. 】

Jiang Feng: I think you guys are lying to me...

"When I was twenty years old, I wouldn't stir-fry vegetables like this." The old man was not convinced, but overall he was happy, "Okay, let's rest today. Do you need to stir-fry the leftover vegetables, just feed them directly Pig, practice frying potatoes tomorrow."

The pigs ate green vegetables for a few days, and Jiang Feng felt that they were going to eat green vegetables.

Jiang Feng had no one to share the good news that he was finally confirmed by the old man, so he went to the pigsty to share with the pigs who tasted his craft every day.

"You can eat fried potatoes tomorrow, Sanhua, are you happy?"

Grandma Jiang wanted to see if the pigs were hungry and wanted to feed them, but when she heard Jiang Feng and Sanhua chatting, she turned around and went into the kitchen, twisting Jiang Weiguo's ears hard.

"Let Xiaofeng stir-fry vegetables every day without changing anything else. I just went to the pigsty and saw Jiang Feng chatting with Sanhua. My good grandson will learn how to cook when he learns to cook!"

"What's wrong with Xiaofeng chatting with Sanhua, I used to chat with Dahua every day!" Jiang Weiguo expressed a little aggrieved.

"I think you're just being stupid!" Grandma Jiang said.

Jiang Weiming watched the play in silence.