Old man Jiang was in a good mood, and even hummed a little song when he fed the pigs.

The three pigs in the pigsty are the most cheerful in the big flower arch food, with a strong body, flowing water-like lines, and strong hind legs, showing people all the time that it is an excellent pig.

Old Man Jiang looked at the big flower with satisfaction, and estimated in his heart how much meat it would have after it was peeled and boneless.

Dahua was immersed in eating the staple food, completely unaware that the butcher's knife of fate was about to fall on its head.

Early the next morning, with Dahua's struggle and heart-rending screams, Dahua turned into meat on the board. Mr. Jiang personally dismembered the pig, leg meat, tenderloin, pork belly, rump meat, pork ribs, pig head, pig water, all of them were sorted and placed, and froze with ice cubes, leaving dozens of catties of her favorite pork belly and rump meat for Grandma Jiang, and the rest were all directly couriered to the healthy stir-fry restaurant by SF Express.

Then Mr. Jiang took the game and mountain delicacies and got on the minibus into the city.

The old man was airsick, he had never taken the high-speed rail, and he didn't know how to buy tickets with his mobile phone, so he carried a large bag and a small bag all the way to city A where he took the bus, and when he arrived in city A, the pork had been in place for three days.

When Jiang Jiankang first received the express, he was still a little confused.

There were several large boxes, all of which were cold and had a fresh logo printed on them, and he himself couldn't remember where he had ordered them from.

But when he opened the box and put all the pork out, the moment he saw the pig's head, he recognized that the box was filled with big flowers.

Not only did he recognize it, but Comrade Wang Xiulian also recognized it.

The two of them discussed this for a long time, but the old man sent the big flower slaughtered to whom? Jiang Jiankang didn't dare to call the old man Jiang, and if he disturbed the old man with such trivial matters, he would definitely be scolded for being bloody.

So the big flower has been kept in the cold storage, and three days later, Mr. Jiang went to City A.

Although Mr. Jiang doesn't use his mobile phone to buy tickets, he uses Gaode Map. A navigator, sitting on the bus, at dinner in the evening, Mr. Jiang dragged a hemp bag to appear at the door of the healthy stir-fry restaurant.

"Dad!" Wang Xiulian, who was collecting money in the store, couldn't believe her eyes, and roared loudly, and the customers of the whole store looked at the door together.

"Dad, why don't you say anything when you're here? I'll pick you up with health!" Wang Xiulian ran to the door diligently, took the sack from the old man's hand, and didn't dare to open it, "Why are you here to bring so many things? Aren't you tired and panicked? We have already received the big flowers you sent two days ago." ”

"You moved?" asked the old man.

"No, don't you say how dare we move? It's all in the freezer, and there's not a piece of meat missing!" Wang Xiulian hurriedly invited Jiang Weiguo to the store, and yelled at the back kitchen: "Jiankang! Jiang Jiankang! Dad is here, don't you come out quickly!"

"What, dad is here?" Jiang ran out of the back kitchen with a spatula before he finished frying the dishes.

"What do you look like in a panic?" Seeing that Jiang Jiankang still had a carrot shredded on the spatula in his hand, Jiang Weiguo couldn't help but scold, snatched the spatula from his hand, and walked into the back kitchen.

The two hurriedly followed.

"Jiang Feng's fellow scholar turned out to be really difficult!" sighed a girl in a yellow coat.

"Yes, I thought they were spreading it blindly, but I didn't expect that Jiang's family was really so difficult. The girl with the red hat next to her nodded in agreement.

Even Ji Yue, who knew the daily turnover of the Healthy Stir-fry Restaurant, couldn't help but start to be a little suspicious, Jiang Feng's family really owed a lot of debt?

There is no way, Jiang Weiguo's outfit at the door of the healthy stir-fry restaurant just now is too much in line with everyone's hearts and the appearance of the old country father who went to the city to look for relatives on TV, with a big gray cotton jacket, an old face, a dark face, weathered hands, and a shabby snakeskin bag.

The above image is made up by all the guests of the healthy stir-fry restaurant themselves.

In addition to being a little tired because of the car for a long time, it is true that Mr. Zhang is neither dark nor old compared with old people of the same age, nor weathered, and even a little fat and strong, and the most important thing is that his big padded jacket that looks gray, his appearance is not good, and even a little ugly is Valentino's.

When Jiang Weiguo entered the back kitchen, Jiang Feng was still boiling soup.

In the last few days, even he himself has felt a little crazy.

When boiling soup and cooking, there are very few things in the outside world that can affect Jiang Feng, he doesn't seem to hear or see, just like the protagonist in a fantasy novel enters a mysterious state when he is practicing, and his whole body is focused on the dishes and soup in front of him.

He began to take a hard look at the evaluation of the dishes that the game gave him, began to seriously analyze what was the right heat, looked for the best way to handle the ingredients, and began to really think about the nature of the food and many other things that he would not normally think about.

Jiang Jiankang can't teach these things.

In just a few days, Jiang Feng's progress in the level of soup boiling can be described as reborn.

Regarding Jiang Weiguo's arrival, Jiang Feng did not notice it in the slightest.

Today, he boiled oyster mushroom corn tea tree mushroom soup.

In order to remove the peculiar smell of tea tree mushrooms, he also deliberately stir-fried them with green onions, ginger and garlic first.

It's time for the final stage.

Jiang Feng slowly stirred it in a clockwise direction with a soup spoon, the steam slowly floated upward, and finally dispersed, and the air was filled with the rich fragrance of mushrooms.

Jiang Weiguo smelled the smell, walked over, and glanced at the soup pot, in addition to mushrooms, corn, and some other ingredients, there were 3 kinds of smells that could be seen and smelled.

"You can't do this soup. Old Man Jiang only said, not to do it, "There are too many ingredients in your house, and your kung fu is not at home, so you can't control so many materials." ”

Jiang Feng's hand holding the soup spoon stopped, and he turned his head as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"Grandpa?" Jiang Feng was taken aback.

"Have you been boiling soup for a few days?" Jiang Weiguo asked.

"Half... It's been more than half a month. Jiang Feng was still a little stunned, Jiang Weiguo ran from the countryside to City A coldly, and he couldn't react at all for a while.

"Your dad told me that you've been boiling mushroom soup lately. Jiang Weiguo picked up the soup spoon and stirred the pot, "It's okay, it's a little greedy." ”

"Do you think that no matter what mushrooms you add, the taste is very abrupt, so you add this and that, and add the mushroom soup into a hodgepodge?" Jiang Weiguo is worthy of being an old chef for many years, and he sees the problem to the point.

Jiang Feng nodded again and again.

"You are boiling mushroom soup, and you still think that the mushroom taste is strong, don't you take off your pants and fart?" Jiang Weiguo scolded, knocking on the edge of the pot with a soup spoon, "Reboil!"

Jiang Feng was hit hard.

Yes, I boiled it to be mushroom soup, why did I think it was too mushroom-flavored?

So myself for so many days......

Busy in vain?