Life is a Game

After the National Day holiday, everything is back to normal.

Wang Hao's internship career in the advertising company officially began, and every day he brought tea and water to buy coffee, steamed buns and bean juice. Since the first day of work, I have worked hard to have a good relationship with my colleagues, and soon inquired about the cheapest meals and boxed lunches near the company and employee dormitories.

By the way, Wang Hao also forged a deep friendship with a 30-year-old single male colleague who can cook upstairs, and went to have a meal when he was free, but it was not completely white. Wang Hao lent his steam account to him .

Relying on the good relationship with colleagues, Wang Hao relied on more than a hundred dollars in Cary to live on the 15th to pay for living expenses, paid off the installment payment, and started a new round of arrears.

During the National Day, such as the martial arts novels stuck in the bottleneck for many years, it is impossible to understand the main taste of life, Jiang Sanitary, but after a week, after seeing the strange taste soup feedback from the guests did not find anything wrong. Faintly asked Jiang Weiming if his strange soup had improved. Why did the guest's evaluation suddenly become so high, causing Jiang Weiming Renjun to scold him several words.

"I also discovered it for you long ago. I didn't expect that your soup for so many days was made in vain. Why, you made the soup just for the guests and didn't taste it yourself?" Jiang Sanjian asked The lunchtime is over, and he is the only one left in the kitchen, Jiang Weiming, Jiang Feng, Wu Minqi and Ji Xia, so Jiang Weiming speaks without controlling his voice.

"I tasted it." Jiang Jie was still a little dazed.

"Your tongue is white and long? You don't know why it tasted? What's the difference if you didn't taste it at all?" Jiang Weiming was angry and funny at this time, and he could not help digging Jiang Jie's head to see what was inside. It's not really wood, otherwise how could it grow into such an elm head.

"Master, I didn't mean that. I tasted it, it tasted the same as before but it changed, just like ... like you made it, it tastes different, but I don't know why. I The steps are the same as before. "Jiang Sanjie quickly argued.

Qi Jiang Weiming shook his head helplessly: "Do you remember when you said you wanted to learn Baiwei Soup with me, why didn't I let you learn it?"

"You said that I can't learn." Jiang Hygienic Road.

"There are so many things you can't learn, chicken sauce beancurd, boiled water cabbage, camphor tea duck, which one did you learn? Which one did I teach you? Don't say anything else, after so many years, you only have boiled beef Can pass the line. Baiwei soup is no more difficult than just a soup, the process is not complicated, and there are no difficult skills, if I say, you have learned much better than boiled beef. "Jiang Weiming said.

"That ..." Jiang Sanitary was a little confused.

"It's you who remember wrongly. How can people in their sixties not remember me as well as the old man. I didn't want to teach you because you were not suitable to learn this dish."

"Five flavors of life, sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty, I originally wanted to call this dish Wuwei soup, but life has more than Wuwei, so I changed the name of Baiwei soup. The true test of Baiwei soup has never been the level of the chef, but the chef People. There are so many flavors in people, and so do people. The richer the experience of the chef, the stronger the taste of the soup. Baiwei soup is by no means light, heavy, and the variety of ingredients mixed together. "

"I can make this soup because I have experienced sour, bitter, and salty. It ’s a bit regrettable that it ’s less sweet, but it ’s enough. But you ca n’t do it. Hygiene. I ’m not saying you. It ’s so smooth. I ’ve never left home, I ’ve never left my parents, except for learning to cook, and even an ordinary guy trying to chase a girl, you have succeeded once, and you ’ve been in a honeypot for more than half your life. Here, even sweet taste is realized. If it wasn't for the first time you went away from home, Zhang Li took your son, daughter-in-law and grandson to see you, I see you even sweet Not coming out. "Jiang Weiming said with a smile, both comforting and envious.

"You mean I ... I ..." Jiang San was stammered with excitement.

"You have finally opened up a little bit, if you can realize the two flavors, you will be the master of this flavor soup." Jiang Weiming laughed.

Jiang San flushed with excitement, like a schoolboy who was rarely praised by his teacher once, stuttering, "Master, how can I realize the other four flavors?"

If Jiang Weiming took out a book of martial arts at this time and told Jiang Sanitary to follow the above practice, Jiang Sanitary would probably believe it.

"How to realize is your own thing, how can I know." Jiang Weiming said helplessly.

"Are there any tricks, such as tricks? Master, how did you realize it in the first place?" Jiang Health asked.

Jiang Weiming only shook his head and turned to prepare to go to the tea house to have tea and chat: "Also, the trick is there. You climbed from the dead pile once like I did in the past, ran to the old forest in the mountains, and took care of your bitterness. I ’m not satisfied with the sweetness, but I still lose it in the peaceful years? How many people dream of dreaming like you forever in my life, but I do n’t know the other four flavors. Okay, I ’m tired after noon, find a place to rest Well, I'm going to the tea house too, or it's time to go. "

Qiu Jiang Weiming left, Jiang Sanjiu stayed in the back kitchen and continued to practice Baiwei soup. He still had to think carefully about the way to bring sweet Baiwei soup. Although he made the soup, he couldn't figure it out.

"Master, what do you mean by the bitterness and saltiness and the sweetness that Master Santai just said? Does the taste need to be realized by yourself? Isn't it just adding seasoning?" I was sitting on the side, picking oranges, and Jiang Weiming and The dialogue between Jiang Sanyi heard a clear question from Xia Xia.

Qiu Jiangfeng has been practicing crab stuffed oranges these days. Not only did he practice by himself, but he also grasped Ji Xia to give him a hand. Now Ji Xia has successfully transformed from a little picking crab expert to a poor picking orange.

It takes only ten minutes to process an orange for Qijiang Feng, and it takes half an hour in the summer. It is often necessary to rework Jiang Feng because of unqualified quality, just like manual welding is not possible for machine welding.

Qijiang Feng: "..."

Wu Xiaxia's Chinese reading comprehension is definitely not worth a few points.

"You haven't reached that level, and those who have a high level are cooking with the heart and spirit. You can't use seasoning at this level now, so don't think about the high-level way of cooking." Jiang Feng's answer was perfunctory.

Wu Jixia looked at Wu Minqi again, she felt that the master was donkey him.

"Your master is right." Wu Minqi affirmed.

Xi Jixia :? ? ?

Careful cooking?

Is it cooking?

Wu Jixia remembered the story told by Master's friend Wang Hao during the National Day, what Jiang's star knives, captivating cooking, cooking ideas, and the ultimate in cooking. Ji Xia always thought that it was Wang Hao, because Jiang Feng also told her not to believe any ghost words that Wang Hao spoke.

I didn't expect it to be true!

I really want to cook!

The Jiang's star knife method is certainly true. Whatever coldness comes first, then the knife is like a dragon. When it comes out, it has its own protective body. Do n’t say that the knife method that is difficult to even close your eyes is also true. of!

Xi Jixia was so excited that she couldn't even care about the oranges in her hand: "Master, I want to learn the sword!"

Minjiang Feng :? ? ?

怎么 Why don't you say you want to play basketball?

"What kind of swordsmanship? Isn't it the knifeman that you go to Li Zhai every day to practice? The knifeman who picks oranges is also a knifeman ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ Jiang Fengdao.

"I want to learn Jiang's Star Knife!"

Min Jiangfeng: ...

Wu Minqi: ...

Wu Minqi was so scared that the oranges in her hands almost dropped, giving Jiang Feng a look that the child was not stupid.

Qijiang Feng sighed and asked, "Did Wang Hao tell you?"

Xi Jixia nodded.

"There is no Jiang's star knife method, go to Li's house after picking this orange." Jiang Feng said, putting down the orange in his hand, "I'll go out and make a call."

Qi Jiangfeng went to the locker room and took out her mobile phone from the locker. She stood in front of the locker and started calling, but Wang Hao picked it up with a beep.

"Hello, is there something wrong with Brother Feng?" Wang Hao asked.

"Hirko, haven't you been in the store for a while? Are you free at noon tomorrow? I recently learned how to pack with my uncle recently, and I will make bowls for you!" Jiang Feng's words seemed extremely kind.

"馄饨? Brother Feng, I remember your 馄饨 is not on your menu, why have you learned it again recently?" Wang Hao no doubt asked him.

Jiang Feng involuntarily revealed a false smile: "That's different. My uncle and I have learned a new kind of chaos. The guests say that they have eaten. What is the relationship between us and anything? I must be the first to think of you .Are you free at noon tomorrow? "

"I'm free and free, but I may have to be late, it will be around one o'clock," Wang Hao said.

"It's not too late, this time is right." Jiang Feng laughed.

At noon three o'clock.

I was a good time.