Jiang Feng seemed to understand why Pei Shenghua liked to be a matchmaker so much.

It's happier to be a matchmaker than getting married yourself!

Although he was never married.

I haven't been a matchmaker ever before.

But that doesn't stop him from feeling happy.

Jiang Feng took a deep breath happily, sure enough, people smell the air differently when they are happy, hey, why does this air still have a bit of a burnt smell.

"It's not good, your porridge!" Jiang Feng was shocked.

"It's not good, my porridge!" Fang Zhuo hurriedly remedied, but it was too late.

Daddy Fang will relive the feeling of porridge with a burnt taste at noon today.

By the time Jiang Feng brought the hand-copying and hibiscus egg custard to the emergency department, Jiang Zaide had already finished the infusion and was sitting on a small chair in the emergency department waiting for the test results.

Since the casserole for cooking eight-treasure porridge was relatively large, Jiang Feng was going to serve it in two trips, first serving two servings of Zhaoshou and hibiscus egg custard, and then returning to serve eight-treasure porridge.

When Jiang Zaide saw his lunch, he felt a little sader in his heart.

In this cold hospital, only this meaty hand can still bring him a trace of warmth.

Jiang Shoucheng looked at his lunch, and his heart was also sad.

This morning, he listened to what Lao Sun said, the younger brother originally came to cook for him today, ready to cook spicy dishes, and now the boiled fish, boiled pork slices, boiled beef, and spicy chicken are all gone, so he can only order braised pork, braised fish, braised pig's trotters, and braised mutton to maintain his life.

If you don't have his share, you don't even have his share of the hibiscus egg custard.

Jiang Shoucheng sadly swallowed the braised mutton in his mouth.

The mutton in this shop is not delicious, blacked out, and I will never order it again next time!

Jiang Zaide picked up his hand, scooped up a big bite and swallowed it.

Jiang Feng is just a beginner in doing copying, and he is not doing very well, so Jiang Zaide doesn't have any big feelings, but he just thinks so-so.

Three mouthfuls and two mouthfuls of a bowl of pure meat were swallowed, Jiang Zaide drank the chicken soup in the bowl tons and tons, and began to set his eyes on the hibiscus egg custard.

When no one is competing with him, Jiang Zaide likes to save the best food for the end.

A piece of egg custard entered the mouth, and Jiang Zaide's eyes lit up.

My brother's cooking skills have improved again!

The custard is smooth and fragrant, and it seems to melt on the tip of your tongue as soon as you enter it, and you can slide down your throat without swallowing.

Jiang Zaide remembered that when he was very young, when Jiang Feng was not yet born, Grandma Jiang once was sick and wanted to eat egg custard if she didn't want to eat anything, so the old man made her egg custard for a few days.

Jiang Zaide was learning to cook with the old man in the countryside at that time, and he also ate egg custard for a few days. It's this feeling, it's this smooth texture, it's this touch that seems to melt on the tip of the tongue, although it's not as good as the taste I ate when I was a child, but this delicious feeling is the same.

With a big bowl of egg custard in his stomach, Jiang Zaide felt that his hardships these days were not in vain.

His efforts were not in vain!

The younger brother is really the culinary leader of their Jiang family, he must buy the house upstairs of the younger brother's house, no, if you want to buy it, you can buy it at the right door!

Pay in full, no, take out a loan to buy a house, and strive to pay off the mortgage within 10 years, after all, a small life is important.

Jiang Zaide wiped his mouth, and saw Jiang Feng walking towards him with a large casserole and eight-treasure porridge.

"Brother De, how are you feeling now?" Jiang Feng asked after putting down the eight-treasure porridge.

"It's good. Jiang Zaide licked his lower lip and said that if he could get a four-happiness pill now, he would be able to be discharged from the hospital immediately.

"Brother De, wait a minute, I'll get it for you......" Jiang Feng just wanted to say that I would go and get you a bowl, when he saw the bowl borrowed from his orthopedic canteen next to Jiang Zaide, which was originally loaded with a copyist, but now it was as smooth as new.

"You scoop up some eight-treasure porridge and drink it yourself, and I'll go to that bowl." Jiang Feng immediately changed his words.

As soon as he heard that Jiang Feng was boiling eight-treasure porridge, Jiang Shoucheng suddenly became energetic, and he couldn't care about the braised pork, braised fish, braised pig's trotters and braised mutton in front of him, and went to the lounge with Jiang Feng.

Due to the fact that the small supermarket near Renyi offers instant noodles at a discount every day, the most important thing in the emergency lounge is the bowl, Jiang Feng often goes to the emergency department these days, and the lounge has his exclusive bowl.

Lao Xu and Lao Sun are gathering in the lounge to make instant noodles.

A few days ago, they bought the bagged instant noodles that were about to expire at a discount, and they had been trying back and forth on the expiration line, and the two of them had been eating instant noodles every day recently, determined to eat more than a dozen bags of instant noodles within the expiration date.

Today, Lao Sun eats pickled pepper beef, and Lao Xu eats Laotan sauerkraut.

Jiang Feng pushed the door, and the smell of instant noodles came to his face.

"Hey, Xiao Jiang is here, I haven't seen you in a while. Lao Xu saw Jiang Feng coming and hurriedly got up, "I happened to be resting when you came a few days ago, and the salted duck eggs from Gaoyou that my mother sent me have arrived, and I also brought them here today, I'll go get them for you." ”

Lao Xu said that he went to the cabinet to get salted duck eggs for Jiang Feng, there were about 50 salted duck eggs in a big bag, and it was strange to mention it.

"How do you eat instant noodles? Jiang Feng said.

"The instant noodles I stocked up on some time ago are about to expire, so if you don't eat them, you won't waste them. Lao Xu said, picked up the bowl and continued to eat instant noodles.

"Then you can't just eat instant noodles, I boiled the eight-treasure porridge and put it outside, you can also go over and drink two bowls!" Jiang Feng invited.

Lao Xu and Lao Sun hesitated for less than three seconds between wasting instant noodles and drinking eight-treasure porridge before making a decision, picking up a new bowl from the cabinet and washing it.

"Little brother, Lao Xu's salted duck eggs are really delicious! We ate them two days ago, the egg yolk is oily, and the oil flows down the hand with chopsticks, not to mention how fragrant, it is a salty egg white, I ate a salted duck egg and drank three bowls of white porridge. Jiang Shoucheng said, and went out to scoop porridge with Jiang Feng, so that he could meet Lao Zhou who came back with fried onions for takeout.

"Doctor Zhou, I cooked some eight-treasure porridge, would you like to drink it together?" Jiang Feng asked.

"Huh? Thank you. Lao Zhou is still as restrained as ever.

Dr. Zhou went into the lounge to put down the takeaway to get the bowl, and when he came out, he seemed to remember something, walked up to Jiang Feng and asked, "By the way, Xiao Jiang, I've eaten a lot of the dishes you made these days, and I'm embarrassed, it just so happened that yesterday my grandfather sent me some bean ginseng made by him, and I'll bring you two bags tomorrow." ”

"Bean ginseng?" Jiang Feng was stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise: "Duchang bean ginseng?!"

"Do you know?" Lao Zhou was shocked, "My grandfather is from Duchang, my grandfather's family makes bean ginseng every year, and it is good to make it in their piece, if you like it, I will bring you more." ”

"Thank you so much. Jiang Feng said.

A few years ago, when Chen Dusleeve went on a business trip, he brought back Duchang bean ginseng once, which was used by Chen Xiuxiu to make hot pot. The taste is very unique, Jiang Feng and Chen Xiuxiu have always been in mind, and later Chen Dusleeve made a special trip to buy bean ginseng at the strong request of Chen Xiuxiudao, and the texture and taste were not as good as the first time I bought it.

Sure enough, it was not possible to plant flowers with intention, and unintentionally planted willows and willows, Jiang Feng and Chen Xiuxiu had been reading for so long that Duchang bean ginseng had not been able to buy good ones, Jiang Feng almost forgot about it, and the bean ginseng actually sent it to the door by himself.

What to do with bean ginseng?

Or maybe it's shabu-shabu.

Jiang Feng decided to eat shabu-shabu tomorrow night.