Life is a Game

April 16: Building a house, marrying, filing a lawsuit, traveling, seeking medical treatment, praying for blessings, taking office, accepting wealth, asking for an heir, setting up a bed, issuing a bond, accepting and recruiting new relatives, planting and opening warehouses, funerals, offering sacrifices with grace, Build graves, enroll in school, enroll, and accept son-in-law.

Jiang Feng stared at the old almanac that Wang Hao got from somewhere last year. The margins were slightly curled, the pages were yellowed, and the lines were full of feudal superstitions.

After studying for a whole morning, Jiang Feng couldn't find any favorable evidence from this old almanac that predicted that he would make a comeback on his birthday and advance to the finals in one fell swoop.

"Hey, Brother Feng, where did you find this thing? I've been looking for it for a long time last year." Wang Haochen came back sweating, and immediately went to find his clothes and prepared to go to the bathroom to take a shower.

"Under your bed." Jiang Feng continued to study.

Wang Hao came over and took a look: "What do you think of last year's almanac?"

After a closer look, it was indeed from last year, no wonder it looked weird.

Putting the outdated old almanac back where it belonged, Jiang Feng put on his coat and was about to go out. Wang Hao was carrying the bucket and was about to enter the bathroom. He said loudly at the door of the bathroom, "Brother Feng, come on!"

Jiang Feng made an ok gesture.

In the healthy stir-fry restaurant, Jiang Jiankang has already prepared Jiang Feng's birthday meal for this year.

This year's birthday meal is definitely a luxurious special edition.

The noodles are beef noodles. In addition to the large pieces of beef with tendons and meat that have been simmered overnight and are so juicy and so soft that they are so soft that they can be broken when clipped, there are also green garlic sprouts and spicy peppers from the ramen restaurant opposite. Lay two eggs, the eggs are buried under the beef and soaked in the soup, the eggs are soft-boiled eggs, and they can be yellowed with a light poke with chopsticks.

The beef noodles are one clear, two white, three red and four green. The soup is clear, the noodles are white, plus spicy peppers and garlic sprouts. This bowl of beef noodles made by Jiang Jiankang can also be called authentic.

"Son, come here, the noodles are just out of the pan, and the elbows are still warming in the kitchen, I'll bring them out for you now." Jiang Jiankang said with a smile, with suspicious sauce on the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Feng likes half-boiled eggs the most. Wrap the whole thing in his mouth. The egg white is tender and smooth. Just bite the warm egg yolk lightly with your teeth and it will explode in your mouth. For an egg lover like Jiang Feng, this is a happy feeling .

After swallowing two eggs in one gulp, Jiang Feng was still a little unsatisfied. After eating another piece of beef, he began to eat noodles contentedly.

The noodles are strong, and the noodle soup is salty and fresh. The chili at the noodle shop across the street is made by Master Huang himself.

When Jiang Feng was snoring and eating half a bowl of beef noodles, Jiang Jiankang came out of the back kitchen with rock sugar knuckles that he had slowly steamed over a low fire all night. The knuckles were sent by Boss Qian from the pig farm yesterday, and they were freshly slaughtered Yes, although it is not as good as the pig knuckles raised by the old man himself, it is also better than most pork knuckles bought on the market.

Bingtang pork is a famous dish of Tan’s family, one of the three knuckles in Jinan. Jiang Jiankang makes the named rock sugar knuckle, which is the same name as Dongpo pork, and has nothing to do with the authentic one. However, even if it is a counterfeit one, after a night of steaming, the color of the elbow is bright red, the meat is crispy, and the skin and flesh are separated when you poke it lightly with chopsticks. The taste is rich, salty and sweet, and the taste of the sauce has completely penetrated in the meat.

It can be called Jiang Jiankang's most diligent elbow this year.

The portion of beef noodles was not small, and the elbows were also big. After Jiang Feng had a bowl of beef noodles, he could only look at the meat and sigh after eating less than half an elbow.

Covering his mouth and hiccupping, Jiang Feng was afraid that the noodles would come out along with the hiccup.

"Son, are you full?" Jiang Jiankang held the beef noodles and looked at the half of Jiang Feng's elbow ready to move, always ready.

"Full, hiccup." Jiang Feng hadn't eaten so much for a long time, "I'll go, hiccup, go and pass away, hiccup, eat."

"Go, go." Wang Xiulian held a bowl full of beef noodles. She could only see the beef but could not see the noodles below. She took a spoonful of soup from the stewed beef bowl and poured it on the beef, "By the way After buying two bags of paper from the supermarket, the napkins in the store are almost used up."

Jiang Feng wandered around the food street for a couple of times, and went to China Resources Vanguard to buy two big bags of tissue paper. He felt that he couldn't hold on anymore, so he went back with his things.

Ji Yue was already in the lobby, holding a bowl of beef noodles, saying plausibly: "Eating beef will not make you fat, eating beef will not make you fat, eating beef will not make you fat..."

Jiang Feng: ...

Ever since Jiang Feng was in high school, there was nothing special about birthdays.

When I was young, I would buy a cream birthday cake to coax the children, but when I grow up, I don’t even need a birthday cake. Jiang Jiankang made a bowl of noodles with two eggs and an elbow, and Wang Xiulian bought a pair of shoes or a piece of clothing for Jiang Feng, and asked the friends to go out for a meal that was not as good as a big meal at home. A successful birthday can be marked as perfect full stop.

Going to the back kitchen to practice drawing silk yams temporarily, adhering to the principle of sharpening the gun before the battle and lightening the unhappiness, Jiang Feng dragged on until after twelve o'clock, ate a couple of lunches casually, and set off for Provincial Taiwan with Wu Minqi.

This time everyone arrived very early. When Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi arrived, Gu Li was already in the background, and even finished reading the ingredients. When the staff led Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi to look at the ingredients in the small room where the ingredients were stored, Zhang Guanghang happened to walk into the backstage, and the three of them met in the small room.

The ingredients Jiang Feng asked for were nothing fancy, just yam, oil and sugar. Wu Minqi focused on the sprouts and pork belly, and nodded with satisfaction.

Jiang Feng saw pork belly and chicken gizzards in the freezer on the other side. As a Lu cuisine chef with excellent porridge skills, he immediately realized that Zhang Guanghang was going to make fried fried double crisps.

As soon as he got out of the small room, Jiang Feng asked, "Are you going to make fried oil and double crisp?"

"En." Zhang Guanghang nodded.

Jiang Feng took a breath, and could only marvel in his heart that Zhang Guanghang was so brave.

As one of the most difficult dishes in Chinese cuisine, fried double crispy has been a blockbuster since its creation, making dignitaries flock to it. Zhang Guanghang dares to present this kind of dish that is so demanding on the heat that it is almost morbid. Based on their evaluation, Jiang Feng really couldn't think of other adjectives except for being a high-level artist and being bold.

Jiang Jiankang has been a chef for so many years, and now he occasionally overturns when making double crispy oil, but diners in healthy stir-fry restaurants usually can't eat it, so it's no problem to fool laymen.

The three of them got together to chat, and Gu Li had been looking at his phone in silence. The waiting time was long and difficult. Jiang Feng was a little flustered, feeling that he was probably going to be cold this time, but at the same time he had a glimmer of hope, what if he was a performer on the field and played super long?

In anxiety and restlessness, time slowly passed.

Jiang Feng glanced at his phone, it was 6:20. There is still one hour and forty minutes until the game starts. Jiang Feng took a few glances at Gu Li. He still had no expression on his face, and he didn't speak.

In fact, the biggest disadvantage in the semi-finals was not Jiang Feng, who couldn't cook porridge, but Gu Li, who was a white chef but couldn't make noodles.

Jiang Feng panicked even more.

In a panic, the time passed, and the young lady of the staff called everyone together to speak before the routine game.

"Four contestants, first of all, I would like to congratulate you for advancing to the national semi-finals. There are still 20 minutes before the start of the competition. I believe that everyone is already familiar with the rules. I don't need to repeat them. The judges of this round of competition have changed to a certain extent. The judge Han Guishan has become a special guest, who only tastes but does not score, and I believe everyone is familiar with the new judge, Mr. Xu Chengxu, the founder of "Zhiwei".

"All contestants, please go to the rest area on the stage and sit down, the competition will start soon."