Life is a Game

The issue of the public account was successfully resolved. Jiang Feng himself added Zhang Wei's WeChat to discuss with him the specific issues of delivery. Zhang Wei was not a picky person. He told Jiang Feng a few dishes that he didn't eat, and let him watch them. He could cook whatever was convenient in the store.

The first time I saw such a casual guest Jiang Feng expressed a little shock.

客人 After the last table guests in the shop left, Jiang Health worked in the kitchen for more than half an hour, and finally finished the last dish.

Looking at the table full of seven dishes and one soup of Huaiyang dishes, Jiang Feng almost doubted whether Jiang Health had used what he learned in his life today.

Yangzhou fried rice, three sets of duck, lion head with stewed crabmeal, Wensi tofu, pine kernel corn, fried mushrooms with mushrooms, fried shrimp and mushroom soup.

According to the hint, Jiang Feng can see that the fried rice in Yangzhou has more oil, the crystal dish meat is not in place, the Wensi tofu has performed well, the pine kernel corn is too low, and Comrade Wang Xiulian must have bought stale corn cheaply.

For Comrade Jiang Jiankang who is not very good at Huaiyang cuisine, this table dish can be regarded as another milestone in his Huaiyang cuisine!

Wu Jiyue froze in the face of this big table.

"Jiang Feng, didn't you tell me that your family has three meals and three meals are so rich!" Ji Yue looked at this table with a sound of trembling.

Such a good meal, don't change the monthly salary of 10,000!

咦 "Why, why are there two bowls of soup?" Zhao Yu asked, pointing to Wensi Tofu. "Why do tofu soup cut so much?"

"Brother, this is Wensi Tofu!" Liu Zixuan hated iron and steel.

However, Comrade Jiang Jiankang's unbridled display really makes Vance Tofu look like tofu soup.

"Come and come, sit down and eat." Jiang Jiankang greeted Jiyue enthusiastically: "Your uncle and I make Huaiyang dishes are not very authentic, come here to come and taste this Wensi Tofu, I don't know True or not. "

"Authentic, authentic." Ji Yue nodded again and again. She had never seen authentic Wensi Tofu, and the roots in front of her were as thin as hair. If it wasn't authentic, she couldn't imagine what authentic Wensi Tofu looked like.

"Try these three sets of ducks. Although there are no Gaoyou mallards and wild ducks, but I also squeezed them out of the broth, the taste should not be worse." Jiang Jiankang continued.

"It's delicious, it's delicious!" Ji Yue hasn't eaten three sets of ducks.

"Uncle Jiang, this lion's head is delicious!" Liu Zixuan praised without hesitation.

"That's it!" Jiang Jiankang is extremely proud, "Although the crabs are not fat, they can still survive. I will make them for you two months later when the hairy crabs are on the market. I will be wronged today to eat this defective product. . "

"It's delicious, it's delicious!" Ji Yue nodded almost mechanically and smiled.

When will it be necessary to use crabs for lion heads ...

After drinking enough wine and having enough food, Jiyue cleanly cleaned the tableware, cleaned the table, and cleaned up. Comrade Jiang Jiankang and Wang Xiulian went to the accounts to figure out what to do tomorrow, and a few of them didn't want to go back to the dormitory to stay in the store and help bragging.

"Hey, I almost filled the university in Huaiyang when I volunteered." Zhao Yu pursed his lips as if looking back at the table.

"Yeah, I didn't expect that the gap between the dishes on the Chinese land is so large. There is no delicious special dish in our house." Wang Hao agreed.

Ji Jiyue: ...

I think you may have misunderstood my place. I also eat many dishes for the first time.

In order not to dispel the students' longing for a better life, Ji Yue decided to bury this secret in her heart.

The shop is closed. Everyone goes to their dormitory. Tomorrow Jiang Feng is full of classes. Back at the dormitory, Jiang Feng took a look at tomorrow's textbook, which was intended to be a good student. After glancing at it, he couldn't understand, and happily closed the book and went to bed to play with his mobile phone.

Five minutes before I slept, happiness seemed to be a fairy.

The next day, I ate four quicksand bags and walked to the classroom. I found out that the first sentence of the meeting was "Did you eat yesterday?"

Why, new Internet buzzwords?

"Brother Feng!" Qiantang saw Jiang Feng and rushed over, "Save the child!"

At the end of the semester, the expression when asking the teacher to draw the examination scope is just the same.

"What ... what happened?" Jiang Feng was startled.

"We have five lessons today, Brother Feng!" Qian Tang's face was filled with sadness, "Eating can't take a seat at all!"

Min Jiangfeng was wondering in his heart that it was no use for the cafeteria to find a seat, and he couldn't.

"Takeaway!" Everyone did this last year, and the delivery time will be marked at the takeout point after the fourth lesson.

"Brother Feng, your family doesn't deliver takeaways! I went through all the takeaway software and didn't find your store." Jiang Feng felt that Qiantang's acting skills were almost, if his uncle had already scratched two lines on his cheek at this time Tears.

"Oh, this, it will be delivered in a few days, when I get a WeChat public account, you can order takeaway in the public account." Jiang Feng said, several people around him.

"Feng Feng, how many more days can I order takeaway?"

"Brother Feng, save the fat house!"

"Brother Feng, do you charge for meals for delivery?"

"Brother Feng ..."

Teacher Tong came in and found that everyone was enthusiastically calling Jiang Fengfeng. The original name was originally created by Wang Hao. It was all for Jiang Feng to cook pork ribs several times. As a result, everyone learned him now, but nobody called Jiang Feng his name.

"呦 ~ www.readwn.com ~ Jiang Feng has been upgraded to Brother Feng after a summer vacation. Come, Brother Feng, have you previewed and tested your question?" Teacher Wang took Jiang Feng in their class last semester. Young teacher, joking.

Min Jiangfeng: ...

Looking at a line of formulas on the blackboard, Jiang Feng feels that the system's evaluation of him is really fair. Isn't his physics a high school level? He can't read the above formula.

Teacher Wang Wang continued to write down and wrote half the blackboard.

The classmates stared at the big eyes.

Teacher You, you have changed. You used to talk about the love and hatred of Edison and Tesla for five minutes.

Qijiang Feng silently lowered her head, opened the property panel, and added experience to physics to upgrade physics from primary to intermediate.

Physics (Intermediate): You can master most of the physics knowledge of the undergraduate level.

抬 He looked up again, and suddenly the formula like a heavenly book could be understood suddenly, and the subconscious knew what formula it was and could be used for those types of problems.

"Feng Feng, what have you just ordered at the table?" Wang Hao asked.

"I opened the game panel to upgrade skills." Jiang Feng said.

"Haha, Brother Feng, you are so humorous."

来 "Come, Brother Feng, tell me what are these eight patterns?" Teacher Wang circled the eight patterns on the left.

"It's Maxwell's equation." Jiang Feng said.

"It's okay, I still remember a bit of the big thing last year. Come, Li Bin, tell me what are the three formulas here?"

"Have we learned Maxwell's equation?" Wang Hao looked at a loss, the nature of the study **** was no doubt exposed.

"Maybe." Jiang Feng looked dumbfounded.

I knew this already, and it was time to go to New Oriental.

I am at least equal to the existence of the world with Lan Xiang.