Just when Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi exuded the sweet smell of a damn couple dog, and Ji Yue actually felt a little sour after eating the slightly salted duck egg protein on his hand, a "hiccup" broke the wonderful atmosphere.

Everyone couldn't help but look at Qi Rou in unison.

"Hiccup~" Qi Rou couldn't hold back for a while and hiccuped again.

"That rice dumpling was a bit big just now. Qi Rou defended weakly, "It's still to blame." ”

Ji Yue ate salted duck eggs without any fluctuations in her heart, and even wanted to eat another zongzi.

"By the way, Sister Ji Yue, I have already finished the line drawing homework you assigned to me last time. Qi Rou picked up the cup and took a sip of water.

Ji Yue nodded and asked, "Will comicstudio use it?"

"Not very good at ...... yet"

"What about Photoshop?"

"I'm not very good at ...... either"

"It's okay, don't rush these things first, you can practice the line drawing first, and then I will teach you how to color. Ji Yue didn't expect Qi Rou to go from beginner to master in a short period of time like a genius, it would be good if she could get started in a short period of time.

Jiang Feng listened to their conversation as if he didn't understand, and watched as the last zongzi on the table was put into the plate by Jiang Shoucheng before he took the lead, and lunch was over.

Grandma Jiang, Jiang Weiming, Chen Suhua and Sang Ming continued the unfinished game, after all, they had the strength to play cards when they were full of food and drink. Entertainment projects like mahjong that require super memory, logical reasoning ability, psychological quality and calculation ability to complete perfectly can be consumed very much.

Jiang Feng, Wu Minqi and Ji Xue went to the back kitchen to continue to finish the unpeeled beans. After a full meal, he continued to bury his head in peeling beans, Jiang Feng actually felt that it was more painful than peeling beans when he was hungry before.

In order to make the boring bean peeling business interesting, Jiang Feng began to have nothing to talk about.

"Qiqi, are you going to go home during the National Day?" Jiang Feng asked.

"If you don't go back, my mother told me to just let me go back before my cousin gets engaged. Wu Minqi said, "Besides, the National Day holiday is so long, and the business in the store must be very busy at that time." ”

"Hmm. Ji Xue nodded in agreement, "Brother Feng, can the duration of the National Day salary be extended, for example, from 7 o'clock in the morning to 11 o'clock in the evening." ”

Jiang Feng: ......

"This piece... You'll have to ask the real estate manager, I don't know much about the salary. ”

"But then again, Ah Xue, your sister should be taking the high school entrance examination next year, right?" Wu Minqi opened the conversation.

"Yes, but my sister is a year older than Sang Ming's sister, and she studied later. Ji Xue nodded, and said that her sister seemed very happy, "I now hope that she can be admitted to a high school, and then she can go to college, fall in love, work, get married, and live a normal life." ”

Live a life she once dreamed of but couldn't reach.

"The high school entrance examination is much easier than the college entrance examination, and you don't have to worry if you can generally go to high school. My two cousins had such poor grades in their second year of junior high school, and they barely got into the market in the last year. Jiang Feng comforted, concealing the fact that Jiang Junlian and Jiang Junqing had spent some money to barely rub the focus of the listing.

"My sister's grades are also quite poor, I spend less time at home, and my parents don't have the energy and energy to take care of her. She doesn't like to read much, and she was almost expelled from school last year for fighting, and I don't know what her grades were. I remember that she seemed to have scored more than 280 points in the final exam last year, I called their class teacher, and the teacher said that her grades were a bit hanging in high school, and I just hope she can study hard today. Ji Xue said with a worried expression on her face, and accidentally threw the beans that had not been peeled into the trash can, and immediately woke up like a dream, and lowered her head to rummage through the trash can to find the left bean, and then went to the sink to clean the beans.

Jiang Feng & Wu Minqi: ......

Somewhat... Suspend?

Is the total score of the high school entrance examination in Guangdong Province so low?

Jiang Feng once thought that since Ji Xue took the script of a domestic inspirational film or the heroine of a counterattack drama, eighty percent of what her sister took was the script of a Japanese inspirational film or the heroine of a youth drama.

Unexpectedly, her sister took the script probably "True and False School Park".

The day was just talked about to death.

The three of them continued to peel the beans in silence, and under the illumination of the shining lights on the ceiling, Jiang Feng felt that he was about to see the double image when he looked at the beans.

I didn't think the lighting in the back kitchen was so strong before, and it seems that it is time to discuss with the two old men to change the lighting to a softer color.

Jiang Feng twisted his neck with difficulty, feeling that he was one step closer to cervical spondylosis.

When he turned his head, he just caught a glimpse of Zhang Guanghang walking in with the ingredients.

As soon as he saw the bag in Zhang Guanghang's hand, Jiang Feng immediately became energetic.

Chicken Safro!

Side quests!

A memory of Zhang Guanghang!

"Going to make Safro chicken?" Jiang Feng asked.

"Hmm. Zhang Guanghang nodded, "Wait a minute, everyone is going to cook for Master Jiang, my dish takes a long time, so I'll make it first." ”

"Then I'll make you crispy apples!" Jiang Feng was very enthusiastic, he had always been very enthusiastic about the tasks that were about to be completed.

"Now?"

"Yes, right now. Jiang Feng got up, put down the beans in his hand, and looked at Ji Xue with a little apology, "That, I'll ...... first."

"Brother Feng, if you have something to do, you can go and get busy first, thank you for helping me peel the beans. Ji Xuedao turned his head to Wu Minqi and said, "Qiqi, you've been peeling for a long time, why don't you go outside to rest." ”

"No, I used to help my mother pick vegetables and peel beans at home. Wu Minqi said that she is also a journeyman.

Jiang Feng went to the cold vegetable table and touched two apples used to make a fruit bowl, skillfully peeled them, diced them, and coated them with egg liquid and flour.

Although he had never made crispy apples, he only made a crispy broccoli that was similar to the crispy apple method a few days ago. But every year during the Chinese New Year, the old man will make this dish, and he will naturally have an impression when he sees more, and he can learn from the old man's method of making crispy apples in his memory, and he can also make crispy apples that satisfy ordinary diners.

Not to mention that he is now a master in heat and seasoning, and it is easier to make this kind of dish that tests the level of heat than before.

Jiang Feng's cooking table for handling apples was very close to Wu Minqi and Ji Xue, and Ji Xue watched the movements of his hands while peeling the beans, and could vaguely see that he seemed to be frying the apple pieces in the oil pan.

"Are crispy apples just fried apple pieces?" asked Ji Xue in a low voice.

"I don't know, maybe it's true. Wu Minqi said.

"You don't know this dish either?" Ji Xue thought it was because she could only cook Cantonese food, so she didn't know about the crispy apple dish.

Wu Minqi put the freshly peeled beans in his hand into the small basket, and continued to look up at the movements of Jiang Feng's hand: "Maybe it's Lu cuisine, I'm just good at Sichuan cuisine." ”

"It's not Lu cuisine, and I haven't heard of this dish either. Zhang Guanghang joined the group chat.

"Isn't it Lu cuisine?" Wu Minqi was taken aback and boldly guessed: "Is it the Jiang family cuisine?" But I haven't seen Grandpa Jiang and Uncle Jiang do it before." ”

In fact, Zhang Guanghang himself didn't understand why Jiang Feng suddenly asked him if he had eaten crispy apples this morning, and suddenly offered to make crispy apples for him.

What made him even more incomprehensible was that he had never even heard of this dish, why did he feel so familiar when he looked at the movements of Jiang Feng's hands, as if someone had made it for him.

It's annoying to encounter an obstacle in solving a problem, and the standard answer is covered with a veil in front of you, making it blurry and impossible to see.