Life is a Game

Minjiang Feng had an unspeakable joy when photographing cucumbers.

If you have to say what it is, you may not forget your original intention.

His first experience value was contributed by Chen Xiuxiu when eating cucumber. Many of the later experience values ​​were contributed by Chen Xiuxiu. Although the experience value seems to be useless now, leveling Jiang Feng is afraid of game updates, and upgrading skills is a waste of emotion.

Before Jiang Feng's whim, I tried to add 2,000 experience to the fire, to see if my cooking level would make a qualitative leap. As a result, the game actually suggested that hesitation is the main skill. It takes time to change proficiency. One hundred proficiency changes in a day. Practice does not increase proficiency during the conversion.

If the shop is good, Jiang Feng has more than one hundred days of proficiency!

After being pitted once by the game, Jiang Feng no longer used experience easily.

"You have added more vinegar." Wu Minqi reminded with friendship.

Min Jiangfeng quickly returned to her mind. In the past, cucumbers were shot for Chen Xiuxiu. This time, she subconsciously followed her taste.

Speaking of Chen Xiuxiu, only those who have tasted Jiang Feng's craftsmanship do not forget her original intention.

The couple of Wang Hao, who have tasted the crafts of Father Jiang, have eaten their own food. Although they say that they are delicious, they only give a little bit of experience to tell Jiang Feng that they are actually a bit disgusted. In addition to Liu Qian ’s pure food, there is only Chen Xiuxiu. After summer meal at Jiang Feng ’s house for more than a month, he can taste Jiang Feng ’s cooking and give him two or three points of experience.

"Ah." Jiang Feng sighed.

叮 "Ding, the game has received player feedback and will be updated for maintenance soon."

"Game update, current update progress: 0%."

Minjiang Feng :? ? ?

反馈 What feedback, what player feedback?

He had n’t responded to the dog scolding game so many times before, but this time, why did he suddenly start to update after speaking two sentences in his heart?

The familiar 0% update speed makes Jiang Feng a bit desperate.

Min Jiangfeng's expression has experienced doubt, shock, anger, pain, despair, and loss, and returned to peace. After witnessing all of this, Wu Minqi silently took a step back and whispered: "I just remind you ... not to?

"No, I just thought of something else." Jiang Feng shook his hands, and the vinegar was too much.

Uh ...

The decoration of the Chen Chenfeng cafeteria is very elegant, unlike the primary school cafeteria, but a cafe. Jiang Feng didn't see much of the whole picture during breakfast, and now the decoration is more refined and upscale than the healthy cooking restaurant.

The tables are all four-person tables with tablecloths and padded chairs. Each table is equipped with a little yellow trash can. Even the walls are pasted with pale green wallpaper, the window sills have hanging orchids, and there are even aquariums, where there are several fishes of Jiang Feng who can't see the species. The lid on the aquarium was sealed, and it was clear that the school was worried about the children sharing lunch with the fish.

If there is any dissatisfaction, it is because the specifications of the tables and chairs are all made by primary school students. Jiang Feng sits down and has nowhere to put his legs.

Liu Qian and Wu Minqi no longer have this trouble, the height of one meter and five southern standards allows them to easily adapt to this seat.

Chenfeng Elementary School ordered meals and even paid for meals. This made A university student who was vying for the canteen couldn't help leaving tears of happiness. The job of ordering meals comes from a dedicated canteen to cook vegetables, after all, they are more professional.

Qiu Jiangfeng chose anchovy tofu soup, spicy chicken and shredded pork, and Wu Minqi chose hu spicy soup, smooth egg shrimp, and stir-fried vegetables. Both of them chose each other's dishes.

As for Liu Qian, she kept a lot of food in her private bag and ate in the back kitchen.

Compared with the rich dishes of the students, parents' pickled dumplings and cucumber shoots can be said to be very painstaking.

Vice-President Huang Huang even regretted sitting next to Han's manager.

Who will let Han ’s manager be the parent this time?

The students of Chenfeng Elementary School are either rich or expensive. Although everyone has advocated health care over the years, the situation of big fish and meat on the table is much rarer, but it is so elegant that they can't find a drop of oil for a meal. Experienced.

Manager Han is a middle-aged man in his fifties who started from scratch. He had a lot of hardships when he was young. He basically ate bran puff when he was young. His only child is also his old man. At the back kitchen, he said that he wanted to eat egg-shaped radish heads. He will come to school this time, and he also wants to taste the dishes made by his own son.

除了 Except for a few parents who have to run away to take a look or really worry about the children, the rest are drawn to the back kitchen to help and hug the children ’s first dishes.

They even started to guess what was going on with their children in taking cucumber and pickled dumplings.

Do you wash the cucumber or play with the flour?

Is this vinegar poured from my family?

不是 Is this dumpling my family rubbing?

Some imaginative parents have already begun to supplement their children's face with flour when they knead the dough.

I even took it. The pickled dumplings, which were very solid without a drop of oil in front of them, looked round, cute and shiny.

If these dumplings were really rubbed by my children, should I keep it in my possession? The parents of a surname Li have already begun to think about which box to use for the dumplings. After thinking about it, they started to complain about the school again.

Why do n’t you mark each group so that people can distinguish it, it is best to write the name of the producer! A parent named Li said he did not want to collect **** made by other children.

The parents of Mr. Li surnamed Li were somewhat unhappy.

"Principal Wang, do n’t we volunteer to eat this for our children, right? My child has a bad stomach and this is not digestible!" The cafeteria aunts are still ordering meals ~ www.readwn.com ~ Parents think that everyone eats uniform This one.

"Yeah, that's not the way to remember the bitterness!"

"My child is picky at first. How can he eat up if he doesn't eat for a day?"

"Remembering bitterness and sweetness can be spiritual, Mr. Han, do you?"

"Principal Wang, you say something!"

What can Vice President Wang say? He himself heard that the manager Han came and came over temporarily. He didn't know anything about the chef, so he could only haha: "This, this specific matter is the responsibility of Teacher Jiang. What opinions can parents have with ... "

Amaranth interrupted Vice President Wang's words.

The aunts in the cafeteria pushed out their carts to share the meals. The parents were on the second floor, and the thick vegetable fragrance flew up the wind.

"Boiled fish ..."

"Spicy Chicken ..."

"Pork Ribs Soup ..."

"This is, Hu spicy soup ..."

Parents smell and guess dishes.

"I heard Teacher Jiang said that these dumplings were originally used to give children a taste of hardship and sweetness. It is very heart-warming! Sweetness and bitterness first have impact." Han Xiaodong praised.

"Yes, it should." Vice President Wang, who knew nothing, nodded again and again.

"I heard that these dishes are mainly made by two volunteers from University A?" Han's manager knows more than Vice President Wang. "It seems that we have to thank them for waiting."

Many parents nodded again and again.

校 Han manager said, reached out and picked pickled dumplings.

Entrance.

A moment.

Smell this taste.

Unexpectedly good!