At 8:57 a.m. on September 10, Jiang Feng was holding a chicken nest, unkempt, and in a trance, dragging his suitcase out of the railway station as if he was walking in the clouds.

Wu Minqi, who picked up people at the exit of the station, hesitated for several seconds before daring to recognize the person.

"Feng Feng, didn't you buy a soft sleeper, how did it become like this?" Wu Minqi asked.

Jiang Feng sighed: "Creation makes people!"

This time, everything was fine when he first got in the car, there were no footprints on the sheets, and he was the only one in his box, which looked like a good place to sleep peacefully. At that time, Jiang Feng was still a little lucky, feeling that he occupied a box with one ticket, and rounding it up was a transfer of 100 million.

As a result, the other three people in the box at the next stop got on the train. A couple with two children, the eldest looked to be seven or eight years old, and the younger was still in her arms. Since the time when the family got on the bus was already 12 o'clock, everyone got on the bus and went to sleep.

Until two o'clock in the morning, Jiang Feng was awakened by the crying of the child.

I don't know if it's because the soft sleeper bed is uncomfortable or because the mother's arms are not warm enough, looking at the child who is not loud but has a big voice, he has to cry every few dozen minutes to show his sense of existence, and in the closed box, Jiang Feng was stunned to hear this simple crying out of the feeling of 3D blue light stereo surround sound.

If the previous sound of grinding teeth can be described by the poems in Su Shi's "Former Chibi Fu", for last night's endless, up-and-down, subdued, and endless crying, Jiang Feng can only be described with "oh my Julia aaaaa~" in the recently hit Japanese drama.

"There's a kid in the box, and he didn't seem to be comfortable last night. Jiang Feng summed up everything he had experienced in sixteen words.

Wu Minqi understood in seconds: "Then do you want to go back to sleep in the morning?"

"No need. Jiang Feng said, "I'll just go back and take a shower and change my clothes, aren't there still guests who want to eat Babao chestnut pigeons at noon today?

Wu Minqi and Jiang Feng entered the subway station together, and said as they walked: "The person was not found, but the ticket purchase record of the ID card was found, and the person should be in FZ now." It is estimated that I don't want to stay in this province for fear of meeting acquaintances, and I don't have much money and can't run far, so I went to a neighboring province. Ji Xue called yesterday and said that the police were investigating the surveillance, and it should be found in the next two days, and Ah Yue also called Sun Jikai, isn't he in FZ, he should be able to help a little. ”

"That's good, if you can find it. Jiang Feng nodded, "Have you had breakfast?"

"No, I went out this morning after the meeting. Wu Minqi strongly hinted.

Jiang Feng understood: "I'll make noodles for you to eat when I go back, Master Huang praised me yesterday for my special talent for rolling noodles, and wanted to leave me in City A for letting me learn to make noodles with him." ”

Wu Minqi smiled cooperatively, all as if Jiang Feng was bragging. She still remembers clearly what the noodles Jiang Feng made in Chenfeng Primary School looked like before, and it was absolutely impossible to learn how to make noodles in just a few days.

By the time Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi returned home, it was almost ten o'clock, Jiang Feng quickly took a shower and changed into clean clothes, and went to the kitchen to prepare for dough making.

He is familiar with the steps, Wu Minqi is harmonious when he meets, Wu Minqi rarely deals with noodles except for copying hands on weekdays, and the level of noodles is average, not as good as Jiang Feng, who has been instructed by Jiang Jianguo and Master Huang.

"Kiki, you need to use cold water for noodles in summer, but the central air conditioning at our house has constant temperature and humidity, so it's best to use warm water when you mix noodles. Jiang Feng reminded, took off a small ball of noodles, and began to prepare for walking.

Walking noodles is the most ornamental scene of dough rolling, if it is a performance of the white case master can walk the dough out of flowers. The first time he did a noodle stretch in front of Wu Minqi, Jiang Feng was still a little nervous, and his movements were a little stiff, but Jiang Feng's talent in the white case was there after all, and he quickly adapted to it.

Jiang Feng's arms were stretched out, even stretching and shaking, the dough stretched down like flowing water rushing down from a waterfall, and when the strip was about to approach the ground, Jiang Feng crossed his wrists with both hands and forced, and the dough was intertwined like twisted flowers, so that Wu Minqi was stunned.

Jiang Feng was walking respectfully, the doorbell rang, and they could hear Jiang Jianguo's loud voice outside the door in the kitchen: "Xiaofeng, Qiqi, are you at home?"

Wu Minqi went to open the door for Jiang Jianguo, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw two bowls of bone soup noodles in Jiang Jianguo's hands.

"Xiao Feng called me half an hour ago, saying that you went to the station to pick up Xiao Feng without eating in the morning, and asked me to cook a bowl of noodles for you, don't be hungry. I thought that this little Feng kid probably didn't eat it, so I cooked two bowls, and the noodles were rolled first, and eaten while they were hot!" Jiang Jianguo said happily, and began to walk inside, seeing Jiang Feng rolling noodles in the kitchen, he couldn't help but sigh: "Yo, Xiao Feng will walk the noodles, this ......"

Jiang Jianguo suddenly stopped talking, and stood in place with two bowls of noodles to watch Jiang Feng walk.

The purpose of walking is to make the noodles smooth, soft, and tough, and the smooth movement is one thing, and the grasp is another. If you don't grasp the degree well, walking too much will make the noodles uneven in thickness, which is counterproductive.

Jiang Feng also noticed that Jiang Jianguo was coming, and when he saw him standing in place with two bowls of noodles and staring at him, he felt a little unaccustomed, so he could only smile at Jiang Jianguo and beckon, "Uncle, what are you doing standing, sit." ”

"Oh, oh. Only then did Jiang Jianguo come back to his senses and put his noodles on the table, continuing to stare at Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng walked again, and felt that the dough was almost ready, so he put the large strips that had been evenly slipped on the kitchen table, sprinkled a handful of flour, and began to roll the dough.

In terms of walking, Jiang Feng's level is already okay, not very good, but he can't find any mistakes. But this really test the level of noodles is not good, Jiang Feng stretched six times in front of him, the noodles have been broken by half, the thickness is quite even, there should be no problem in eating, but the noodles are a little thicker.

When Jiang Feng finished rolling the noodles, he found that Jiang Jianguo brought bone soup noodles.

Just now he was all focused on the dough in front of him, and he didn't pay attention to what Jiang Jianguo said.

"Oh, uncle, I didn't expect you to make noodles too, I'm ......" Jiang Feng felt that his noodle rolling technique was really a big deal in front of Jiang Jianguo.

"It's okay, Uncle didn't eat just now, you eat noodles first, I'll go cook this dough of noodles and eat some casually." Jiang Jianguo looked at Jiang Feng's hand and cut off most of the noodles, his eyes were straight, he got up and took the noodles from Jiang Feng's hands, and was ready to open the fire to cook the noodles.

Wu Minqi, who couldn't eat the first noodles made by Jiang Feng: ???

Jiang Feng, who felt that the uncle was a little weird: ???

The two glanced at each other, not knowing what kind of medicine Jiang Jianguo was selling in the gourd, and it just so happened that they were also hungry. Jiang Jianguo's noodle making skills have always been the best among the Jiang family's uncles, and the bone broth noodles originally smelled fragrant, and now it was not too early, and they had to go to work in Taifeng Building after eating noodles, so they sat down to eat noodles directly.

In the kitchen, Jiang Jianguo held the noodles that Jiang Feng had just rolled in his hands inside and out, and looked at them carefully, not letting go of each one, the thickness, smoothness, fracture, looking at it, Jiang Jianguo's eyes were moist.

Jiang Feng's level of white case is a few catties and a few taels, and Jiang Jianguo knows best, after all, Jiang Feng even taught him to make peace. Therefore, Jiang Jianguo has the deepest understanding of Jiang Feng's level and progress in the face these days.

If he remembers correctly, when Jiang Feng asked him for advice last week, he didn't walk smoothly, and he didn't enter at all, and it was only a few days later, not only did he enter the door, but he also looked good.

Xiao Feng has to work normally in Taifeng Building during the day on weekdays, practicing sea cucumber dishes under the noses of the two old men, and only at night can he find time to practice white cases, and he has no time to practice when he goes back to school these days. In such difficult conditions, he was still able to ......

He still can!

Jiang Jianguo's hands were already trembling with excitement.

In his opinion, those who chiseled the wall to steal the light, Sang Yingxue is nothing compared to his nephew!

Xiao Feng should really be a white case chef!

In just a few minutes, Jiang Jianguo thought a lot.

He thought of the fish that Jiang Feng fried a few years ago, the eight-treasure porridge and preserved egg and lean porridge that Jiang Feng boiled, and even the pickled vegetable dumplings made by Jiang Feng.

Yes, that's it, Xiao Feng's real talent is in the white case, and forcing him to be a red case chef is a waste of his talent!

When Jiang Feng quickly finished eating a bowl of bone soup noodles and walked into the kitchen with a bowl to wash the dishes, he saw Jiang Jianguo holding the noodles in a daze, and he didn't mean to cook the noodles at all.

"Uncle?" Jiang Feng asked tentatively.

Jiang Jianguo came back to his senses and saw Jiang Feng, his face was excited, and he was as vicious as Master Huang before: "Xiaofeng, tell Uncle, do you like the white case?"

Jiang Feng: ???

"If you like white cases, tell your uncle, you don't dare to tell your grandfather, go and tell your grandfather, let your grandfather teach you white cases. Tell the uncle, what you want to learn is not a white case?"

Jiang Feng: ......

Uncle, calm down.

You've been beaten since you were a child, and you've gotten used to being beaten by the old man too much, I can't bear it.

"Also...... It's okay, I like both red and white cases, didn't my grandfather and my third grandfather also learn both red and white cases? It's just that it's mainly red cases, and I think it's pretty good. Jiang Feng said.

"Hey. Jiang Jianguo sighed with hatred, "It's a waste of such a good talent." ”

Jiang Feng: ......

My talent for red cases is so bad in your opinion???

"Uncle, Kiki and I will go to the store first, remember to close the door when you leave. Jiang Feng decided that thirty-six plans should be the best policy.

On the way to Taifeng Building, Jiang Feng still decided to be a little strange, whether it was Master Huang or Jiang Jianguo, they suddenly encouraged him to specialize in the white case in the past two days, could it be that his performance on the red case on weekdays made people feel hopeless?

"Kiki, what do you think of my talent in the red case?" Jiang Feng asked.

"That's good. Wu Minqi said, "Among the people I know, except for Zhang Guanghang, it is you." ”

Jiang Feng nodded and unceremoniously accepted the praise.

That is, his talent in the white case is really good.

Hey, it's too genius, and sometimes it's a burden.