Jiang Feng's mentality collapsed.

The mentality collapsed, and the direct end was to use the sugar jar as a salt jar, scoop half a spoonful of sugar and sprinkle it into the pot.

Just standing beside Jiang Feng and watching him prepare his minced meat eggplant into minced sweet eggplant Zhou Shi: ???

"The guest remarked that the eggplant should be made sweet?" Zhou Shi looked suspicious.

"What's sweet?" Jiang Feng wandered out of the world.

"You just scooped up sugar. Zhou Shi reminded.

Jiang Feng finally came back to his senses, tasted the eggplant in the pot, and silently poured it into the swill bucket.

The eggplant thing is just a small episode, the game has not been updated for 4 months since the last cooking competition, and Jiang Feng is also used to using identification skills to see the rough evaluation and grading when cooking, and then taste the taste himself, and then use the identification skills to see the cooking mode of detailed evaluation.

He is more accustomed to ordering the recipe every day before going to bed to see those dishes that he can't practice at this stage because the level is not enough or the ingredients are too expensive, whether it is lobster in soup, two-color prawns or pigeon swallows, or crab stuffed orange or fried noodles, the production process of these dishes Jiang Feng has watched it dozens of times, although he has never actually practiced, but he has done it many times in his brain, and the giant on the brain is short.

Now that the game has been updated, Jiang Feng's plug-in has been temporarily offline, causing Jiang Feng to feel a little uncomfortable.

On the way back at night, Wu Minqi was very keenly aware of Jiang Feng's discomfort.

"Feng Feng, are you not feeling well tonight, I don't think you are in a good state. Wu Minqi and Jiang Feng walked side by side on the way home as before, and they also rubbed shoulders with the overtime dog of 996 on the road as before.

"I don't feel like I feel like I'm cooking tonight. Jiang Feng replied, "It's really not very good." ”

"Are you too tired during this time?" Wu Minqi asked with concern, "You haven't rested much during this time, do you want to take a day off tomorrow or go to the art exhibition with us in a few days to relax?"

"Art exhibition?"

There is an art exhibition this weekend, which is said to last for a week, and Ah Yue has already said that she wants to go to see that art exhibition, and I plan to go too, and Zhang Guanghang also has this intention. It just so happens that we are going to try the dishes on the 27th, and we are only going to work for half a day, and we are going to see the exhibition on the 27th, do you want to come with us?" asked Wu Minqi.

"Okay, I just want to go to the art exhibition, whose art exhibition is it?" Jiang Feng agreed, in fact, he knew almost nothing about art things, but since his wife wanted to see the art exhibition, he naturally had to accompany him.

Not to mention art exhibitions, even comic exhibitions have to go.

"An exhibition of the paintings of an emerging Italian painter, Ah Yue seems to like his painting style. Wu Minqi said, "Feng Feng, do you also like to watch art exhibitions?"

"Well...... I really like to look at paintings. Jiang Feng looked serious.

For example, "Detective Conan", "Fairy Tail" and other well-known paintings.

Appreciate the elegance and the vulgar, appreciate the elegance and the vulgar.

"I thought you didn't like these things, there was a jewelry show in December, would you like to go see it together?" Wu Minqi invited with a smile.

"Okay. Jiang Feng responded with a smile.

A jewelry show?

What's that?

……

On the second day after the game went offline, Jiang Feng began to regain the feel of cooking.

On the third day of the game's offline, everything was back on track. Jiang Feng began to practice, chat, scold, fall in love. Although the game update was temporarily offline, the buff dish made by Jiang Feng himself was still effective and did not affect his normal work.

On the fourth day of the game, Ji Yue came back after beating her bear child brother Ji Qiran. When she went, she bought a high-speed rail ticket, and when she came back, she could only afford a hard seat on the train, and she also brought a bunch of secret pickles and appetizers made by her mother and grandmother, and all kinds of tightly wrapped bottles and cans were enough to carry a large bag, which made Jiang Feng suspect that what her family was doing before it was actually a pickle business.

Ji Yue arrived at the train at eight o'clock in the evening, Zhang Guanghang went to the train station to pick her up, and as soon as the two arrived home, they sent a WeChat message to ask Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi to come over and share the spoils.

When Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi pushed the door in, they saw Ji Xue, Ji Yue and Zhang Guanghang sitting on a small stool around the coffee table and unpacking the plastic bubble wrap wrapped outside the jar.

Ji Yue sniffed at an old godmother's jar and said, "This is a sword bean." ”

Then skillfully handed the jar to Ji Xue, who put the jar in the lower left corner of the coffee table.

Ji Yue picked up a jar of olive vegetables again and sniffed it: "It seems to be chopped pepper, no, is it chopped pepper or pickled pepper, my mother is also too tightly sealed, Lao Zhang, you smell it." ”

Zhang Guanghang took the jar, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it: "Chop pepper." ”

Then place the jar in the lower right corner of the coffee table with the same skill.

"Ah Yue, what is this?" Ji Yue took out a transparent name from his large satchel, which contained a mysterious strip of substance between black and brown.

"My mom recently learned a new pumpkin to dry, put it on the ground, this thing doesn't mind eating it. Ji Yue began to smell a jar.

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

The three of them looked like bandits who were sharing the spoils.

Jiang Feng stepped forward and glanced at it cursoryly, he suspected that Ji Yue might have resisted all the jars of her family, and the five families of their Jiang family estimated that they would not be able to turn over so many jars of different shapes.

It is estimated that there are dozens of catties to carry it along the way, and I have to squeeze the train Ji Yue bought a hard seat for more than 20 hours, plus other luggage, it is not easy for Ji Ge to enter Beijing alive.

"Didn't you say there was only a little pickle?" Jiang Feng felt that his understanding of measure words was about to be redefined.

"You haven't been to my house to see with your own eyes, my dad only went back once in a few months to run business in the field, my mother now has nothing to do at home and tinkers with this every day and grows vegetables, the wisteria trellises in my backyard are used by my mother to plant loofahs, spider plants are not raised in the month, and the flower pots are planted with onions and garlic. As soon as I got home, my brother didn't even see it, and the first thing I saw was a large row of pickle jars in the laundry room on the first floor. Ji Yue looked helpless, picked up a large jar casually, smelled it, and handed it to Zhang Guanghang, "Pickled cucumber." ”

"Let's help you. Wu Minqi walked to Ji Yue's side, squatted down, and took out a fat jar from the bag.

Upon hearing this, Wu Minqi frowned, realizing that things were not so simple.

"It's ...... Kimchi?" Wu Minqi hesitated, as a Shudi person who was proficient in kimchi technology, she didn't want to admit that the jar in her hand was kimchi.

Ji Yue stretched out her head and sniffed it, and nodded: "It's kimchi, and kimchi is also something my mother recently learned from others, so it's not recommended to eat it, so let's put it underground." ”

Jiang Feng also stepped forward to help, picked up a small jar, and sniffed it.

"Shanghai greens, pickles. ”

Ji Yue glanced at him and boasted, "An expert!"

"My mom also likes to make pickles. Jiang Feng said, glancing at the bottles and cans on the table on the ground, "Only make pickles." ”

Then the five of them began to work, sorting the heavy, rich and varied love from Ji Yue's mother.