Babao porridge, also known as Laba porridge, is a traditional festival food of the flower family, and the porridge is boiled with a variety of ingredients during the Laba Festival. M. The Southern Song Dynasty's "Wulin Old Things" once recorded: "Using walnuts, pine nuts, milk tan, persimmon, chestnuts and the like to make porridge is called Laba porridge." ”

Today's eight-treasure porridge is not limited to eight different raw materials, Jiang Feng boiled eight treasure porridge for Chen Xiuxiu last summer with black glutinous rice as the main ingredient, supplemented by mung beans, red beans, lentils, white lentils, red dates, peach kernels, peanuts, lotus seeds, longan, pine seed kernels, yams, lilies, wolfberry seeds, seeds, barley rice and other ingredients. People in different regions have different tastes, some people use simple materials, some people use more complex materials than Jiang Feng, and even add Chinese medicinal materials and bacon, which can be described as a porridge and a hundred eats.

Zhang Qian, as a young man who has not reached adulthood, does not like to play, and after the two posted countless emoji fighting pictures, they determined the ingredients needed. Zhang Qian's eight-treasure porridge is the traditional ingredients, such as seeds, barley rice, white lentils, lotus meat, yams, red dates, longan, lily and japonica rice, and honey is also needed, and the variety of ingredients is much less than what Jiang Feng has to do, and the taste will be sweeter.

The game lasted only 40 minutes, and it was destined to be not boiled on a low fire, but only on a high fire. Jiang Feng pinched his watch and tried it first in the healthy stir-fry restaurant, not counting the time to soak the ingredients, forty minutes, add more water, boil over high heat, slow roll over medium heat, and boil on low heat for the last few minutes, barely enough.

Although his current porridge is only intermediate, it is intermediate under the premise of master-level knife work, high-level heat and seasoning. Now Jiang Feng's porridge level can go to a decades-old porridge shop to take charge of himself.

Jiang Weiguo was also puzzled, Jiang Feng learned everything and overturned, but he only got the hang of making porridge, seeing what would happen, and he could make a good pot of porridge by groping for one or two at will, without the guidance of others.

Looking at the eight-treasure porridge on the table, Jiang Weiguo sighed.

Looking at the eight-treasure porridge on the table, Jiang Feng also sighed.

【A pot of delicious eight-treasure porridge】

The taste is excellent, what a good adjective, how good it would be if it appeared on other dishes, and it appeared on the eight-treasure porridge he used to test the water, Jiang Feng really couldn't be happy.

Jiang Jiankang drank a large bowl of sea very much, and praised: "Son, your porridge is really good." ”

"Wife, wife, come and drink porridge!"

Comrade Wang Xiulian entered the back kitchen when she heard the wind, glanced at it and couldn't see a little meat and eight-treasure porridge, and couldn't arouse any interest, so she took a sip meaningfully and asked, "Cub, do you still want to boil porridge today?"

"Yes. "Jiang Feng is categorical.

Wang Xiulian decisively put down the bowl and walked out, and said to Ji Yue, who was fishing outside and watching the drama: "Yueyue, you go and add a sentence to the stand: Eight treasure porridge is at a special price of 5 yuan." ”

Ji Yue got up and said to Jiang Feng very experiencedly: "Jiang Feng, wait until you boil to 3 pots and then ask me to drink." ”

Ji Yue had already accurately grasped Jiang Feng's rollover rules.

Jiang Feng then boiled eight-treasure porridge.

He still needs to explore the conversion between big fire, medium fire and small fire, just now the pot of porridge took 39 minutes, stuck in the bottom line of 40 minutes, and he had to overturn if he was a little careless during the game. Jiang Feng must shorten the time, it is best to control it to about 35 minutes, which is safer.

After cooking 5 pots of porridge in the morning, Wang Xiulian looked at the amount of porridge and asked Ji Yue to change the special price to 4 yuan. At noon, Jiang Feng returned to the normal business of the healthy stir-fry restaurant, I don't know if it was his hallucination, he felt that Wu Minqi added chili peppers especially hard today.

Sprinkle the dried chili peppers one by one, and do not use the guest's tongue as a tongue posture.

"Jiang Feng, 4 cups of rose cranberries!" Ji Yue roared outside.

Even with it, Jiang Feng's juice business has improved.

When the business ended at noon, Jiang Feng couldn't help but ask curiously, "Is your material too heavy today?"

"I'm figuring out the amount of material to use. Wu Minqi said.

"Have you discussed the results with Ji Xue?" Jiang Feng asked.

"No, she doesn't know how to cook spicy dishes at all, she can't eat spicy food in Guangdong Province, her family has a light taste, she said she needs to think about it for a while, and I'll practice with other dishes first. Wu Minqi said.

Practice your hands......

Jiang Feng thought about the sales of cranberry juice at noon today.

Good practice, good practice, Wu Minqi earned an extra thousand yuan at noon today.

1/3000 renovation fee!

Rounding up Tai Fung House is ready to open!

There are still two pots of 5 pots of porridge cooked in the morning that have not been sold, and there is only a large casserole in the back kitchen, and the cooked eight-treasure porridge is all poured into the big iron pot by Comrade Wang Xiulian and warmed.

After an hour break at noon, Jiang Feng sat outside and swiped Weibo, watched "The Self-cultivation of a Gentleman", smiled like a child under 200 catties, and listened to Ji Yue's latest gossip by the way.

"The variety show of your game aired at 8 p.m. tonight. Ji Yue swiped the news, "Oh my god, the trailer of Zhang Guanghang released is too handsome!"

"He's more handsome. Jiang Feng said, "He is not on camera." ”

"Oh my God. Ji Yue felt like she was going to suffocate, "It's all because I'm short-sighted and don't wear glasses, I can't see the stage clearly in the audience, and the screen of the provincial station must have made my Zhang Guang's aerial photography ugly!"

Jiang Feng felt that Ji Yue belonged to several layers of typical fan filters, the screens of the provincial station were good, the lenses were all with filters, Jiang Feng felt that he was handsome on the screen, just a little worse than Zhang Guanghang.

"Jiang Feng, seriously, you find a time to ask Zhang Guanghang out for a meal, and directly invite him to our store to eat. "Ji Yue's drunkard doesn't mean to drink.

Jiang Feng felt reasonable, the game reminded Zhang Guanghang that he was the key object of digging the foot of the wall, and he had to make an appointment to eat, chat, and exchange feelings, and the friendship of the people who planted flowers was eaten. If it is not cooked, it means that you have not eaten enough food, and it will be cooked after a few more meals.

Zhang Guanghang is of mixed Chinese and French descent, and should be eaten in combination with Chinese and French.

After the rest time, Jiang Feng returned to the back kitchen and continued to cook porridge.

In one afternoon, there were seven more pots of eight-treasure porridge in the back kitchen.

Comrade Wang Xiulian looked at the eight-treasure porridge and had a big head, feeling that it was really worrying to have a loser son, so she estimated the amount of eight-treasure porridge, turned her head to Ji Yue and said: "Yueyue, change the price of the eight-treasure porridge at the door to 3 yuan." ”

This may be the biggest discount in the history of the healthy stir-fry restaurant, and the price has never been higher, and the cucumbers in the store (or Jiang Feng's shots) are sold for eight yuan a plate, and a bowl of eight-treasure porridge for 3 yuan is simply an unthinkable price.

So much so that the customers who come to the store at dinner time, whether they like to drink porridge or not, whether they want to drink porridge or not, can't help but order a bowl of eight-treasure porridge.

Until closing, there were only two bowls of eight-treasure porridge left in the back kitchen.

Wang Xiulian put the remaining eight-treasure porridge in a big bowl and put it in the refrigerator, and said to Jiang Feng: "Son, you will drink porridge tomorrow morning to maintain your health." ”

Jiang Feng: "...... Okay, Mom. ”

After boiling porridge for a day, Jiang Feng's clothes were full of the smell of eight-treasure porridge, and the whole person was like a human-shaped eight-treasure porridge, bringing the taste wherever he went, and walked all the way back to the dormitory.

Wang Hao was crackling on the computer keyboard, looking indignant.

"What are you writing?" Jiang Feng asked casually.

"Zhuwen!" Wang Hao said indignantly, "Those are ...... to me The books I like are pointing fingers, being high-minded, criticizing, and scolding Fang Xuan, a guy with an ugly face that I am your father, and I want to officially start a war with them. ”

Jiang Feng, a crowd of people who eat melons, excitedly went to watch, and Wang Hao's WPS document was sprinkled with a large paragraph, as if he had used all the idioms he had learned all his life.

"Which book are you tearing up?"

"How is it possible, you must have to open a trumpet! It's just a small broken book, Brother Feng, you won't like it." Wang Hao then fought in front of the computer, with a face full of righteous indignation, looking at the posture, he couldn't wait to use his fat and thin arms after exercising, crawling along the network cable to fight to the death with the object of his writing.

After eating a small melon, Jiang Feng went to wash.

When he woke up the next day, Jiang Feng opened his mobile phone and wanted to brush up on whether there was an update to "The Self-cultivation of a Gentleman", but the update did not reach the point where he swiped the text written by Wang Hao last night.

It must be a special fate that makes us ~

Jiang Feng took a minute to get the song out of his head, got up, dressed, and walked lightly, successfully leaving the dormitory and arriving at the Healthy Stir-fry Restaurant before Wang Hao woke up.

Today's breakfast is very rich, Jiang Jiankang deliberately got up early to wrap steamed buns, sauerkraut pork buns, and sauerkraut was sent by Grandma Jiang from SF Express two days ago. The only thing that makes Jiang Jiankang regret is that the meat in today's bun is not a big flower, the big flower grows so fat, and the pork belly is chopped and used to wrap sauerkraut and pork buns, which must be particularly fragrant.

Jiang Jiankang rarely made a bun once, but it had nothing to do with Jiang Feng, his breakfast was an eight-treasure porridge that was refrigerated in the refrigerator overnight and placed on the stove to be casually hot.

Parents always feel sorry for their children, Wang Xiulian saw Jiang Feng drinking bland sweet porridge, and asked with concern: "Cub, do you want to have some bun filling." ”

Jiang Feng was very moved and said, "Yes!"

"Jiang Jiankang, give the stuffing in your bun to the cub. Wang Xiulian commanded.

Jiang Jiankang obeyed his wife's instructions and used chopsticks to dial a little sauerkraut to Jiang Feng, only a little meat foam, which was basically negligible.

"Dad. Jiang Feng looked at Jiang Jiankang.

Jiang Jiankang dialed a little sauerkraut again, but there was still no meat.

Jiang Feng couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the sauerkraut and eight-treasure porridge in the bowl.

Hey, the love of parents is always too heavy to bear.

"Dad, can you give me some meat?"

"Smash, sauerkraut is delicious, you drink porridge and eat sauerkraut. ”

"Dad, if I can't sell eight pots this afternoon, we will both have to drink porridge tomorrow. ”

"Eh, I remember, there's still a bun in the pot, you wait for Dad to get it for you!" Jiang Jiankang instantly regained his memory.

Jiang Feng looked at Jiang Jiankang.

Oh, man.