Life is a Game

Ji Xue played checkers with Ji Xia for a while, ate two candies, then went to the room to change, and let Ji Xia stay in the living room and watch TV.

The TV can only watch Central One and Central Three, and their cable TV has no renewal fee, so there are only a few channels that can be watched, but Ji Xia still enjoys watching it.

When she was young, her parents were worried about letting her go out to play, but there was no TV to watch at home, and there were no books suitable for her age, or she had already read all that could be read. No one was with her at home except Ji Xue, and now Ji Xue was going out too.

Jiang Feng took advantage of the time when the sisters were playing checkers and took a look around their house. It was a house with three bedrooms, two living rooms, a kitchen, a bathroom and a small balcony. It had all kinds of furniture and the decoration was not bad. Jiang Feng couldn't understand anything else, but he could tell that Ji Xia's floor was of good quality.

The two sisters have their own small rooms, and the area of ​​the house is at least 120 square meters. Jiang Feng feels that it is larger than his house.

Jiang Feng reasonably speculated that when Ji Xia's father was still running the restaurant, the business of their restaurant should be quite good. The money earned must be more than his family's original healthy snacks, after all, Ji Xia's housing prices are much more expensive than those in Z City.

Ji Xue changed into a dark dress, which was last year, and she is now growing a year taller, and last year's clothes are obviously smaller on her body, and she looks tight as if she is wearing tights.

She really couldn't find any more suitable clothes. The two new clothes she bought this year were both white. She had also helped out in the restaurant at home, and knew that white clothes would get dirty very quickly in that environment.

"Xia Xia, my sister went out beforehand. When you come back at night, you stay at home and watch TV by yourself, don't run out." Ji Xue warned.

"Sister, can I read that "Little Princess" on your bookshelf again?" Ji Xia asked.

Ji Xue froze for a moment, and after thinking for a while, she remembered which book "Little Princess" was. She was a little strange, and asked, "Xia Xia, can you understand it?"

"I don't understand." Ji Xia said honestly, "But I want to be a maid like Sara (the heroine of the little princess)!"

Ji Xue was completely stunned, and it took a long time before she said slowly, "Why do you want to be a maid, Xia Xia?"

Jiang Feng was also stunned, staring at Ji Xia curiously.

Unexpectedly, Ji Xia's childhood dream was so different. Other children at this age wanted to be astronauts, astronauts, and scientists, but Ji Xia actually thought of being a maid. Fortunately, Ji Xia later changed her ambition and wanted to open a breakfast restaurant. Compared with maids, opening a breakfast restaurant can be regarded as a lofty ambition.

"Sarah used to have a lot of beautiful dresses, and she could eat a lot of candy and snacks, but she lost them all, so she became a maid, but after she became a maid, she was the same as before. As long as I am the same as Sara Going to be a maid at school, we can also go shopping for skirts in summer and cakes with mom and dad on weekends like before." Ji Xia said.

"Little Princess" is not a very children's novel, Ji Xia just swallowed the superficial meaning of this book, and felt a little empathy.

Ji Xue didn't know how to answer Ji Xia, so she could only smile and say to her: "Then there's no need for Xia Xia to be a maid, it's enough for my sister to be a maid."

"I'll go first. If you're hungry in late Xiaxia when my sister comes back, you can warm up the steamed buns in the morning and eat half of them." Ji Xue said.

"Yeah." Ji Xia nodded, "Sister, come back early."

Jiang Feng went out with Ji Xue. In fact, he didn't quite understand what Ji Xia said just now, but he could tell that Ji Xia definitely misinterpreted the original work.

It was only after leaving the door that Jiang Feng realized that the floor of Ji Xia's house was quite high. It was on the 6th floor and there was no elevator, so it was quite strenuous to go up and down.

The location of the community is good, there is a bus stop at the door. The Tan's House is not far from Ji Xue's house, and it takes only 20 minutes to get there by bus, so it's no wonder Ji Xue chooses to work here.

As an expensive private restaurant, Tan's restaurant is small in size and well-decorated, it really doesn't look like a private restaurant.

Ji Xue obviously came to ask before, the proprietress knew her, and she didn't react too much when she saw Ji Xue came, and her attitude was even a little ignorant.

Ji Xue went to talk to Master Tan's daughter-in-law, apparently to discuss specific treatment, and Jiang Feng wandered around in the Tan's small restaurant.

Tan's small restaurant is small in size, and there are not many tables. Including Jiang Feng on the second floor, there are only six tables. Go after a year.

There are only six tables in total, even if Master Tan's son and daughter-in-law want to make money, it is impossible to drive out the diners who have just started eating. Even if they could really do things like urge diners to eat quickly, Master Tan would not be able to do it alone, after all, his age is there.

Jiang Feng glanced around and was surprised to find that there was no one in the back kitchen of Tan's small restaurant, only Master Tan's daughter-in-law was in the shop, and Master Tan was not there, so he must have gone back to rest.

Jiang Feng looked at the Tan's small restaurant from the inside to the outside, not even missing the warehouse where things were stored. When he went back to look for Ji Xue, he found that Master Tan's daughter-in-law had taken Ji Xue to work in the back kitchen.

"First of all, I have to tell you that our restaurant is not closed for one or two days a week like other restaurants. Our restaurant has no rest time. You have to come all year round, including the two days of Lantern Festival. Don't delay me by quitting for two days." Master Tan's daughter-in-law first sounded the alarm for Ji Xue.

"You are an apprentice. Apprentices know that. That's for learning things. The 600 yuan a month is given to you because you are young and your family has difficulties. Apprentices in other stores only pay for food."

"I know." Ji Xue said.

"It's good to know. Since you are here, you have to work diligently. Do what you see. Don't let people call you. Take the initiative. What can you do? Cut vegetables, wash dishes, clean up, wipe the table, and do what you can. , After finishing work, people are not allowed to leave until the back kitchen is cleaned up, even if the meal is finished."

"Our old man is a famous chef. If I didn't think you were young and honest, and you didn't look like someone who came to steal a teacher, I wouldn't ask you to help in the back kitchen. Keep your eyes open when doing things, and don't look around. And don't think about stealing this or that. You are an apprentice, and you will be taught when you should. Don't learn what you shouldn't. If I find out what you want to learn, I will tell you You just drive out." The long words of Master Tan's daughter-in-law were a blow to Ji Xue.

"I know." Ji Xue said.

Seeing that Ji Xue was so obedient, Master Tan's daughter-in-law nodded in satisfaction: "Then let's start working. Today is a trial run and you won't be paid, but I can take care of your meals tonight. All the vegetables over there have to be cut. It seems that it hasn’t been washed yet. You washed the vegetables first, and then cut them. You cut the vegetables in front of me when you came the other day, right? I remember that the cuts seemed to be okay. Forget it. I'll take a look, lest I remember wrongly."

"Okay." Ji Xue said.

Master Tan's daughter-in-law left the back kitchen.

Ji Xue started to wash the vegetables. From his actions when washing the vegetables, it could be seen that she was actually not very proficient, and she didn't usually wash the vegetables very often.

In fact, this is normal, even if Ji Xue's family originally opened a restaurant, it is impossible for the owner's daughter to go to the restaurant to help wash the vegetables.

Jiang Feng seldom washed the vegetables himself. Comrade Wang Xiulian, a master vegetable washer in his family, basically had no chance to wash vegetables. Comrade Wang Xiulian is proficient in the method of violent vegetable washing. Although the washed vegetables do not look very good, they are very clean and fast.

Ji Xue was washing vegetables in the back kitchen while Jiang Feng was watching. When Jixue washed the two pots of vegetarian vegetables and cut them in half, the back kitchen door was opened again.

An old man with gray hair came in.

That is, the founder of Watan Huadiaoji, the late Hongan master Tan Weizhou.

When Tan Weizhou was alive, he was most famous for two things, one was the pottery flower-carved chicken, and the other was his unfilial son Tan Lin.

In a sense, Tan Weizhou's unfilial son who fell into the eyes of money and was unwilling to learn his father's cooking skills is more famous than his Watan Huadiao Chicken. Jiang Feng had just entered the culinary circle in Beiping, and the other chefs shared with him the old melons in the culinary circle, and the most Jiang Feng ate was Master Tan's father and son melons.

After so many years, the circle of Shandong cuisine chefs is eating the melons of Cantonese cuisine chefs. It is conceivable how popular this melon was and how famous it was in the chef circle.

All in all, in one sentence, Tan Lin is a representative of unfilial sons and grandchildren, and he lay on his father's body to suck blood until a year before his father's death.

Compared with Tan Lin, Jiang Weiming's eldest son can be regarded as a filial son and virtuous grandson.

Jiang Feng remembered that Tan Weizhou was in his early 70s when he passed away, so Tan Weizhou should be around 65 years old now.

Because of overwork, Tan Weizhou looks far more than 65 years old, very old, and his gray hair has become the youngest part of him.

Seeing a little girl cutting vegetables in the back kitchen, Tan Weizhou was taken aback for a moment, then turned around and asked, "A Lin's wife, who is this little girl in the back kitchen?"

The daughter-in-law just ran over, with a smile on her face, and said enthusiastically, "Dad, this is a new apprentice."

"Apprentice? This age is too young, not as big as Wenwen University." Tan Weizhou was a little dissatisfied.

"Dad, this girl is in a special situation. Both her parents are seriously ill, and there is a younger sister under her. The family is really too difficult. I am so sorry that I let her stay. Don't look at her young age. Her family used to be a The restaurant owner has also learned a lot, so there is absolutely no problem in helping you cut vegetables or something." The daughter-in-law quickly explained.

"The one from before was Sister Hong. She was tired and troublesome and didn't want to come. I really can't find anyone for this New Year's Eve. You know my body. I can't bear this burden. God's shoulders are so sore. Don't ask Tan Lin to help you in the back kitchen. He won't even be seen until the meal time. I'm tired of serving our family every day." Tired is the word Rather, he spoke with sincerity.

Tan Weizhou wanted to say something, but swallowed it again, and could only sigh: "That's it."

"Okay Dad, thank you for your hard work. When you are cooking, be more cautious. After all, although this little girl's family is poor, she doesn't know the bottom line." The daughter-in-law had a smile on her face, and she seemed a little unhappy to see Tan Weizhou He quickly changed his face, "Really, where did that damn girl Wenwen go? Ask her to come to the back kitchen to help out and then run away. I'll catch her for you!"

After speaking, the person slipped away.

Ji Xue had already put down the knife and looked at Tan Weizhou nervously.

"Girl is fine, you... go ahead." Tan Weizhou forced a smile and walked towards the kitchen counter with heavy steps.