Life is a Game

If someone wants to ask Jiang Feng what his birthday tastes like, before today, Jiang Feng might answer elbow or longevity noodles, but after today, Jiang Feng's answer is only one——

Creamy.

Whether it's mousse ice cream, Black Forest chocolate, or the most traditional fruit cake, or the recently emerging and popular old-fashioned cake, they are always the same, and the core is cream.

Oh, you said there is no cream in the old-fashioned cake?

Jiang Feng didn't know about this, he was already full before eating the old-fashioned cake.

Ji Yue told Jiang Feng that according to incomplete statistics, 11 people ordered cakes for him. That was indeed an incomplete count, because Jiang Feng received a total of 13 cakes, and the last one came from Wang Hao, who carried it himself.

He ordered an extra-large three-tier cake that is cheap, large in quantity, and very affordable, and is very suitable for a cake war. Originally, he wanted to surprise Jiang Feng, but unexpectedly gave Jiang Feng the final blow.

It was impossible for Jiang Feng to eat all the 13 cakes. Even Jiang Zaide and Jiang Shoucheng could only raise the white flag to surrender in the face of 13 cakes. But these cakes are everyone's wishes for themselves. Although this kind of wish can't make Jiang Feng sincerely show a grateful smile, it is after all a wish.

Jiang Feng could only taste a small piece of each cake symbolically. Even so, he couldn't tell whether he was eating a matcha cake, a mousse cake, or a vanilla lemon cake at the end of the tasting.

The only things his tongue can tell him back are sweet, greasy and creamy.

In addition to the 13 cakes, Jiang Feng also received other gifts from the employees of Taifeng Building. Maybe because he is the boss, everyone who knows him well or not has prepared a small gift, such as thermos cup, crystal ball, cocktail, pen, etc. The price is high or low, and it is ornamental There are practical ones.

Wu Minqi gave him a pair of shoes, which unexpectedly matched the clothes Comrade Wang Xiulian bought for him. Jiang Feng even suspected that the two had discussed it in advance. Zhang Guanghang gave Jiang Feng a pair of expensive headphones. The reason was that he felt that Jiang Feng's sound effects might not be very good when watching dramas with those headphones that cost more than ten yuan.

As for why the sound effect is also considered when watching a drama, maybe the life of the rich is so simple and unpretentious.

"Son, are you hungry? If you are hungry, Dad will help you go to the kitchen and take out the altar Buddha jumping over the wall that your grandfather prepared for you!" Seeing that Jiang Feng had finally counted all the gifts, Jiang Jiankang, who had been waiting for an opportunity to observe, took the initiative Striking out, he rubbed his hands excitedly and asked expectantly.

Jiang Feng:?

"Jiang Jiankang, what are you doing standing there? Hurry up and come over to the barbecue, there is no one here!" Wang Xiulian stood by the grill and shouted. Although she didn't know what Jiang Jiankang was telling Jiang Feng, her intuition told him It's not a good thing for him.

His wife was calling him, so Jiang Jiankang had no choice but to walk towards the grill and start grilling skewers honestly.

"Honey, should we grill the mutton kebabs first or the beef kebabs first?" Jiang Jiankang also sold barbecue in the early years because of his livelihood.

"First grill the mutton skewers, sprinkle some spicy, add more cumin, remember to roll more. This mutton is a bit fat, don't be roasted with big skewers of inedible fat." Wang Xiulian was also forced to make a living with Jiang Jiankang in the early years Sold skewers.

"What were you talking to me just now?" Wang Xiulian felt that Ji Yue's and the others' skewers were not professional enough, so she started to skewer the mutton skewers again.

"I just want to remind my son not to forget to eat the altar Buddha jumping over the wall in the kitchen. Dad went to the kitchen to turn off the fire before he left. If he smashes it and forgets, it will be cold." Jiang Jiankang said.

"Don't think about the altar Buddha jumping over the wall, it's specially made by Dad to treat Xiaofeng's illness." Wang Xiulian said.

"Cure a disease?" Jiang Jiankang was stunned. What kind of disease would he have to eat Buddha Jumping Wall to get well? He also wanted to get this kind of disease.

"Didn't we think that Xiao Feng was ill before? Now we know it's not, but Dad didn't know when he was Buddha Jumping Wall." Wang Xiulian also realized it while talking, but still didn't allow Jiang Jiankang's idea of ​​Buddha Jumping Wall, "Even if Xiao Feng It’s been hard work since I’m not sick, and I should eat some good supplements. You, a father, are ashamed to take care of your son’s stuff, and turn over the mutton skewers, did you sprinkle too much chili powder?”

"I have been my father's son for almost fifty years, and I have never eaten Buddha Jumping Wall made by him. Xiaofeng's grandson who has only been around for more than 20 years can eat it. Can you not want to?" Jiang Jiankang expressed aggrieved.

"Don't even think about it!" Wang Xiulian stood firm, turned her eyes away from the mutton skewers, and saw Jiang Feng as soon as she looked up.

Jiang Jiankang also saw Jiang Feng, and said enthusiastically, "Son, are you hungry? Wait for another two minutes, and the mutton skewers will be ready soon!"

Jiang Feng: ...

Not only does he not want to eat mutton skewers now, he is also a little full and nauseated.

Although Jiang Feng would occasionally eat some sweet cakes to satisfy his sweet tooth, it was the first time he ate so many cakes at once. He didn't like sweets like Jiang Jiankang and Ji Xia did. Now Jiang Feng could only feel the cream rolling in his stomach and rushing from the esophagus to his mouth.

If at this time there is a little fat, sprinkled with cumin and chili powder, with a little smell of meat to represent lamb skewers, then I am afraid it will be double harm.

"No, no, no." Jiang Feng waved his hands again and again.

"I just suddenly remembered that before Grandpa went to Yongheju for dinner, he seemed to go into the kitchen and turn off the fire of Buddha Jumping Wall. I was afraid that Buddha Jumping Wall would not taste good if it was cold. Why don't we go into the kitchen and eat it?" Jiang Feng said.

Jiang Jiankang's eyes were moist, and he even wanted to make an elbow for Jiang Feng to eat on the spot.

In the matter of eating Buddha and jumping over the wall, Jiang Feng not only called his father and mother, but also Wu Minqi, Zhang Guanghang, Ji Yue, Ji Xia, Ji Xue and Wang Hao.

If the old man made such a Buddha jumping over the wall for Jiang Feng in the past, Jiang Feng would at most call Wu Minqi, his parents and his mother to secretly eat this Buddha jumping over the wall together. But today is different from the past, today is different from usual - Jiang Feng is full.

Don't talk about half a jar now, it's not bad if he can stuff himself a bowl.

Since I can't eat it, why not share it generously with relatives and good friends, Jiang Feng thought so, and did the same.

Then a group of people sneaked and sneaked together in the kitchen with the smell of kebabs, beef kebabs, kebabs, cumin and chili noodles.

There is a jar on the stove.

A heavy, still warm jar that looks a bit old.

Jiang Feng had seen this jar before. The last time he saw it, it cried for a child in a train carriage.

Everyone is very excited.

Even Wu Minqi, who had eaten chickpeas and boiled cabbage, was a little excited. Although she had eaten a lot of boiled cabbage, she had never eaten the truly top-notch and delicious Buddha Jumping Wall. Who said that the Wu family would not be able to make Buddha Jumping Wall?

The most excited was Jiang Jiankang.

Jiang Jianguo was beaten for boiling cabbage when he was a child, and Jiang Jiankang was also beaten for Buddha Jumping over the Wall when he was a child. It's just that Jiang Jianguo was beaten because he wanted to eat a dish that he had never seen before, and Jiang Jiankang was beaten because he wanted to eat a dish that was put in front of him.

Jiang Jiankang had also seen this jar before. When the old man was the chef of a state-owned restaurant, he once cooked this dish for the leader. At that time, Jiang Jiankang was already helping the state-run restaurant. When he was helping the old man watch the fire, he tried to sneak a taste. After being discovered by the old man, he enjoyed the treatment that his brother had in the past. He hung it on the window sill and pulled it with a belt. The old man tired Grandma Jiang. smoke.

Of course, the reason Jiang Jiankang was beaten was not because he wanted to steal it, but because the Buddha Jumped Over the Wall couldn't be uncovered at that time. At that time, Jiang Jiankang didn't understand this, so he was hung up and whipped severely.

Decades have passed, with the same jar and the same dishes, Jiang Jiankang couldn't help but recall memories of watching the Buddha jump over the wall in front of him. Tears soaked the corners of his eyes and filled his mouth with saliva.

He doesn't want anything now, he just wants to take a sip.

Take a big gulp!

Sea cucumber, abalone, and pepper fish lips all have a big mouthful.

"Son, uncover?" Jiang Jiankang couldn't wait.

Although Jiang Feng didn't understand why his father suddenly became inexplicably excited, he obediently stepped forward and lifted Buddha Jumping Wall steadily from the stove and put it on a relatively stable cooking table.

After taking the bowl and spoon from the hands of the ace waiter Ji Yue, Jiang Feng arranged the bowls one by one, as if performing some kind of mysterious ceremony, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

Uncover.

The fragrance is overflowing.

Even though he had smelled similar flavors, Jiang Feng couldn't help but start to inhale hard, as if it would be more delicious if he smelled two more mouthfuls now.

In terms of the technique of Buddha jumping over the wall, Jiang Weiguo is definitely not as good as Master Sun. Even though Jiang Weiguo is now much older than Master Sun at that time, Jubaolou has to do a Buddha jumping over the wall every day. Jiang Weiguo may not have the opportunity to do the Buddha jumping over the wall in 10 years, and his technical level must be far behind Master Sun.

But still very fragrant.

The aroma of seafood, meat, protein, broth, fat, and the most primitive human desire for meat and delicious food.

In the past, Jiang Feng could only smell this kind of fragrance in his memory, but now, the source of this fragrance was in front of him.

He felt that he could eat a jar.

No, eat ten altars!

Jiang Feng began to carefully look at the Buddha jumping over the wall in the altar.

It is different from the Buddha jumping wall that was eaten in Jubaolou before, which was not perfunctory enough to make up with insufficient technology, and thickened with cornstarch to forcibly reflect the richness and thickness.

It is a whole, but also independent.

Every ingredient, whether it's a whole abalone, a sliced ​​sea cucumber, a large scallop, a slice of ham, which looks like a supporting role of shiitake mushrooms or fish maw that seems to have been integrated with the soup, looks unique. Very fresh and independent, instantly recognizable. But they are very harmonious, and they are indispensable, without which one will make people feel uncomfortable, as if they are connected together by a small silk thread that is comparable to the sugar silk of a candied yam, closely connected, even the colors are blended together, That's why it can burst out with such a strong fragrance.

The lotus leaf used to seal the mouth has this fragrance, as if it is also a part of Buddha Jumping Over the Wall, and people can't help but want to tear off a piece to taste the taste.

Jiang Feng began to fill the bowls.

He is not a professional in serving dishes, and it is impossible to present the same portion and the same ingredients in each bowl. There are differences in ingredients, how many servings, and who gets which bowl depends on fate. Whoever Jiang Feng gives it to will get it.

For others, this is like a Buddha jumping over the wall that fell from the sky, and you can earn as much as you eat, and it would seem too petty and put the cart before the horse to care about other things.

For a while, the kitchen was very quiet.

One bite of abalone, fresh!

A scallop, fresh!

A mouthful of diced bamboo shoots is also fresh!

A big mouthful of shiitake mushrooms, still fresh!

Different from the freshness of chickpea flower, chickpea flower is light, and Buddha jumps over the wall is rich.

The former is the ultimate clear soup, while the latter is a gluttonous feast.

Jiang Feng was full at first, but he felt hungry again after eating Buddha Jumping the Wall.

There are eight people present, and each person's half bowl of Buddha jumping wall is empty. Everyone is in the kind of situation where they have eaten but are not satisfied, and want to eat more but have nothing to eat. This is the most scratching and worrying situation.

But what Jiang Feng and the others didn't know was that they were worried, and those outside were even more worried.

They forgot to close the kitchen door when they came in just now.

The children outside are already crying.

Not only the children in the barbecue shop were crying, but also the children by the window of the Yonghe Residence next door.

It's all because of the fragrance of Buddha jumping over the wall, and it's all because of the breeze today.

Sitting at the window on the second floor, I feel that I have chosen an excellent location. I can taste the delicious food and look up at the night sky sideways. I can also breathe fresh air and enjoy the breeze outside the window. The prawns were no longer fragrant.

As a senior food critic, of course he could smell what it was coming from.

Is it the Buddha Jumping the Wall, or the Buddha Jumping the Wall that can be compared to the level of the Jubao Building a few years ago.

It is not that there are no other good restaurants made by Buddha Tiaoqiang in China, but different places, different restaurants, and chefs with different backgrounds make different Buddha Tiaoqiang restaurants. One second before, Xu Cheng was lamenting with Peng Changping that Sun Guanyun, who followed the Sun family's school of Buddha jumping wall, might be lost, but the next second he smelled the smell of Buddha jumping wall from the Sun family school.

"The delicious Buddha jumps over the wall, what's the shop opposite?" Peng Changping put down his chopsticks, "Just now you didn't tell me that there is a Chinese restaurant of this level opposite."

Xu Chen never noticed the restaurant opposite Yongheju, got up and took two steps to the window to have a look, and then began to doubt life.

"Self-service barbecue restaurant." Xu Cheng said.

Peng Changping:?

He hasn't returned to China for so many years. Has the domestic self-service barbecue restaurant developed to this level?

"Does the domestic self-service barbecue restaurant sell Buddha jumping over the wall?" Peng Changping also began to doubt life.

"Normally...not for sale." Xu Cheng didn't expect that there would be such a powerful store in the city of Beiping. He didn't know.

"Why don't we go and have a look." Peng Changping said with a smile, "I should know the master who can make such a Buddha jump over the wall. Maybe the shop opposite is opened by a junior from my old friend's family. You must have smelled it. Can't sit still."

Xu Cheng got up immediately and helped Peng Changping up.

Peng Changping waved his hand, not seeing the fatigue of the centenarian at all: "You don't need to help, you can sit on the plane for more than ten hours, just get up, what do you need to support?"

Xu Cheng and Peng Changping walked towards the stairs together. When they were walking, Xu Cheng cast a sideways glance inadvertently. He felt that the old people sitting at the table next to the wall looked a bit like the two masters Jiang from Taifeng Building.

"By the way, when are we going to Taifeng Building to meet the two masters you told me about?" Peng Changping spoke just as Xu Cheng was about to take a second look.

"Tomorrow, the team building of Taifeng Building is closed today. I called yesterday to ask about it." Xu Chengdao didn't think too much about it.

How could Taifeng Building come to Yongheju to build it? Impossible, he probably got it wrong.

"I would also like to thank you for your willingness to come here. Originally, I wanted to invite the two masters Jiang from Taifeng Tower to your place, but Master Jiang Weiming had a serious illness some time ago and couldn't bear such a long-distance travel. Thank you for your hard work." Xu Chengdao, "Besides you, I really can't find a better reviewer."

"I didn't want to come, after all, it's too much for me to run around with my old bones." Peng Changping smiled, "But since you told me on the phone that there is a Master Jiang whose strength should be ranked in the top 10, They are Jiang Chengde's sons, of course I should come here."

"Do you know Jiang Chengde?" Xu Cheng mixed with Peng Changping again when he went downstairs.

"How can I know it? My father knows it and respects it very much. My father was taught by Master Jiang Chengde when he was young, and he always told me that he is the real number one in Chinese food. No one can surpass it. It's a pity that he was early disappeared."

"His son's level, I really want to know."