When Jiang Feng and the four of them returned home, it was exactly the time for Wu Minqi to eat fried rice.

Comrade Wang Xiulian has already gone to the gym with her aunt, preparing to consume the evil calories she has just been involved in through healthy exercise, and it is not up to outsiders to know how much to consume.

As soon as Jiang Feng and the others stepped into the living room, they smelled the aroma of fried rice that permeated the entire room.

The central air conditioner was on, and the kitchen door was not fully closed, leaving a slit about 10 cm wide. The old and new aromas of the sea, land and air fried rice that have been eliminated and the sea, land and air fried rice that are about to come out of the pot are combined, and they are wafting around in the living room, dining room and even the room, dancing on the tip of everyone's nose, making people intoxicated.

Shrimp, beef, minced pork, tuna, eggs, cabbage and other pickles that everyone knows and loves, this is the recipe, and it is the sea, land and air fried rice that everyone loves!

Jiang Feng's spirits were lifted, and the fatigue caused by the constant use of the subway suddenly disappeared, and he sat up in shock from his dying illness, rushed into the kitchen and shouted loudly.

"Dad, my share wants double shrimp!"

"Got it, let's go outside and wait. Jiang Jiankang said happily while flipping the spoon, stir-frying and stir-frying, and he had to stop and treat himself to a spoonful of beef sauce.

The beef sauce is Ji Yue's mother's latest masterpiece, using a new recipe, and Ji Yue has never tasted it beforehand, and sent it with the last batch of pickles. Since Comrade Wang Xiulian was not very interested in this flavor of beef sauce, Jiang Jiankang had the audacity to embezzle all the two cans of beef sauce, and never mentioned that Ji Yue's mother also sent the beef sauce.

Since pickled fried rice became popular in the Jiang family, Ji Yue's mother was second only to the two old men in the eyes of everyone in the Jiang family, and she was labeled as omnipotent. Even the dried pumpkin, which is recognized as very unpalatable and not recommended to eat, was eaten up by the aunt in her spare time as a sweet potato dry chew and chew bar.

When Jiang Feng came out of the kitchen, Wu Minqi, Ji Yue and Zhang Guanghang were already sitting in a row at the dining table.

"Feng Feng, has Uncle Jiang eaten it?" Wu Minqi asked.

"Definitely eaten, my dad won't be hungry for himself I just went in and saw what sauce he was eating. Eh, what kind of sauce is it, I don't think I've ever seen this kind of sauce, you wait for me to go in and ask. Jiang Feng turned around and went into the kitchen again.

In less than a minute, Jiang Jiankang had already eaten the fried rice that had just come out of the pot.

Among the old man's five sons, Jiang Jiankang is not the tallest, nor the strongest, nor even the best culinary talent, but he is recognized as the most proficient at stealing food.

Since learning to cook, Comrade Jiang Jiankang has taught the skill of stealing food without a teacher, and has become more and more sophisticated through continuous self-study and training.

If the old man didn't exaggerate when he scolded his son, Comrade Jiang Jiankang's cooking skills were not very good, and the level of stealing food was already very high. And has always had a very good self-appreciation, when he has not yet taken over the position of state-run chef from the old man, whenever he feels that he has played a particularly good role, he can't help but steal two bites, and often before lunch time, his mouth is full of oil.

But how can the chef's thing be said to be stealing? One bite is a taste, two bites are also a taste, and three or four bites are still a taste. However, Comrade Jiang Jiankang is different from other chefs, other chefs taste a small bite, Comrade Jiang Jiankang is a big mouthful, and with his mouth capacity, he usually takes two bites and half a plate of dishes is gone.

I don't know how many beatings Comrade Jiang Jiankang suffered before he got rid of his problem of tasting the taste of stir-fried vegetables. It can't be said that it has been changed, it can only be said that it has been restrained when it was in a state-run restaurant, and later Comrade Jiang Jiankang still loves to taste the taste after opening a healthy snack. Anyway, for a plate of chili fried meat, as long as you put enough chili peppers and the meat pieces spread on the surface are large enough, the guests can't see how much meat there is actually there.

"Dad, what kind of sauce did you just eat? Why haven't I seen it before?" Jiang Feng asked.

"Sauce, what sauce? Oh, the one I just ate, the beef sauce I bought at the supermarket at the door when I came back at noon today, it smells very good, I just wanted to try to try to make a beef sauce fried rice tomorrow." Jiang Jiankang began to pretend to be stupid, quickly took out the fried rice in the pot, filled a large plate, and stuffed it to Jiang Feng.

"Smash, take it out first and eat it to cushion your stomach, I'll fry double shrimp for you now." ”

Jiang Feng didn't doubt him, and went out with fried rice.

When he opened the kitchen door, Jiang Feng was still thinking, but he didn't expect the beef sauce sold in the supermarket downstairs to smell so fragrant, and he would also go and buy a can to come back and taste it.

Jiang Feng served the extra-large portion of fried rice with one hand, with skillful movements and standard postures, just like when he played the role of a serving worker in a healthy snack and healthy stir-fry restaurant.

At first glance, he is a journeyman.

"I saw my dad eating it when I just went in, and he should have eaten more than one spoonful, so this plate of fried rice should taste good, everyone eat it while it's hot. Jiang Feng said.

The other three moved their spoons.

"Ah, delicious!" Ji Yue looked satisfied, and even spoke English.

"Well, おいしい (delicious). Zhang Guanghang suddenly spoke Japanese for some reason.

Wu Minqi was chewing fried rice suddenly stopped, began to search his brain for delicious Chinese dialects, and finally, chewed two bites and swallowed the fried rice in his mouth.

"It tastes good. ”

Jiang Feng: ???

Jiang Feng was a little dazed for a while, he didn't expect that he couldn't even eat fried rice in a few foreign languages or dialects these years, and he didn't dare to stretch out the spoon in his hand, and for a while he hated why he didn't learn to speak a few words of local dialect with Grandma Jiang when he was a child.

Suddenly, Jiang Feng had a flash of inspiration, stretched out a spoon and bit out a large spoonful of fried rice from the plate, and a shiny shrimp was wrapped in the fried rice, enter, chew, and swallow.

“tast good！”

Soon, a large plate of fried rice was divided among the four people.

Anyone who has had a lot of experience in eating staple foods knows that the staple food of noodle rice, especially the staple food that is particularly delicious, will be very satisfying if you eat it all at once, and even have a feeling of satiety because of the feeling of satiety.

But if the portion is not enough, it is just a stomach, making people feel that I have just tasted it, why is it gone, it will make people want to stop, and even become an unforgettable memory.

Now Jiang Feng and the four of them are probably in this state of being unstoppable.

So, people, you still can't eat too much.

The next fried rice was still in the pot, and Jiang Feng and the four of them could only sit at the table and wait, just like 4 chicks waiting to be fed.

"Don't you really need to ask Ji Xue to come down, I think today's fried rice is very delicious!" Jiang Feng said.

"That's because you're hungry. Ji Yue said, "Ah Xue's stomach is not very good, she can't eat more rice, and she definitely can't eat fried rice if it's so greasy." ”

"Can't you eat rice if you have a bad stomach?" Jiang Feng looked dazed.

"I don't know, Ah Xue said that, what she said... Whether the rice is cold or cold, anyway, it means eating less rice when the stomach is not good, which is roughly what it means. Ji Yue said, taking her phone to look at the time, "Oh, it's almost 7 o'clock, and now she should be on a video call with her mother." ”

"Is there a set time for her to make a video call with her mother?" asked Wu Minqi curiously.

Yes, her parents have now moved to the countryside, and there are only two or three families in their village who usually live in the countryside, and they are all very old and have no Internet access at home. Then Ah Xue's house did not have broadband, and her mother could only use the supermarket to make video calls with her when she sent her father to the county hospital for dialysis every week. Ji Yue said, "It's usually once a week, I don't know the specifics." ”

"What about her sister?" Jiang Feng asked, he was very impressed by Ji Xue, the younger sister who took the script of the True and False Academy.

"I live in the junior high school in the town, and it seems that I didn't go home during the summer vacation to work in the supermarket in the town. Ji Yue said, and was about to continue to say something, when Jiang Jiankang came out with fried rice.

"Double shrimp, smash, eat more!" Jiang Jiankang touched the beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Dad, do you want to rest for a while?" Jiang Feng persuaded, "You've been in the kitchen for more than an hour, haven't you?"

"Yes, Uncle Jiang, you can rest for a while. Ji Yue echoed.

"Yes, Uncle Jiang, do you want to eat together, you haven't eaten yet, have you?" Wu Minqi asked.

"You don't need to rest, how many fried portions are there today, it turns out that when I was still in Z City, I could sell 180 fried rice a day. I'm going to fry two more servings for you, and then I'm going to study my beef sauce fried rice, and you eat it first. "Jiang Jiankang is now enthusiastic about fried rice, and he has to fry it when no one eats it.

Everyone started to eat fried rice one after another, and Ji Yue forgot what she originally wanted to say, and there was only fried rice left in her mind, not to mention that the one in front of her was still double shrimp, Jiang Feng specially served fried rice with pickled vegetables in the sea, land and air.

"Has Uncle Jiang ever made fried rice with beef sauce?" Ji Yue began to think about what he didn't have while eating the bowl.

"I haven't done it, my dad only made Lao Gan Ma fried rice, but that beef sauce smells quite good, I smelled it in the kitchen before. Jiang Feng said, stretching out the spoon and aiming at the shrimp on the plate.

"Then I'll send Boss Jiang to taste it first, and then tell us if it's delicious. Ji Yue decided to hand over this glorious and arduous task to Jiang Feng.

Half an hour later, the four ended their shady fried rice deal and went back to their respective homes.

As soon as Ji Yue pushed the door when she went home, she saw Ji Xue sitting on the sofa playing with her mobile phone.

This is a rare thing, Ji Xue should be the least fond of playing with mobile phones among the young people Ji Yue knows, and she is not very good at playing with mobile phones. Even Jiang Feng, Wu Minqi and Zhang Guanghang, who spend most of their time cooking every day, hold their mobile phones to continue their lives as long as they are free on weekdays.

Seeing that Ji Yue was back, Ji Xue seemed to see a savior, and hurriedly said: "Ah Yue, help me take a look, what counseling books should I buy for my sister." ”

Quarter:???

"Your sister should be in the third year of junior high school, right?" asked Ji Yue.

"It seems that I just had a video call with my mom, and I feel like she's a little worried about my sister's studies. We can't find a tutor for her, and we can't teach her, so I would say buy her a few tutorial books for her to do on her own. "Monsoon slopes.

Quarter Month: ......

When your sister receives this gift of love, she will probably cry out loud with joy.

"Do you know what to buy for the third year of junior high school practice questions?" asked Ji Xue.

"Five-year high school entrance examination three-year simulation!" Ji Yue blurted out.

Ji Xue wrote: "What else?"

"And?" Ji Yue thought that the five or three of the 9 homework alone would be enough for her sister to write, but she didn't expect Ji Xue to be ready to give her sister a little more.

"Let me think about it, I've been graduating for years, and my brother hasn't written this kind of tutoring book back then. I remember that I originally made "Tianli 38 Sets", "Light Championship", and Wang Houxiong, I don't remember the name of those books, you look at it and buy it, I don't know what topics are popular now. Ji Yue said that she is also an outdated old senior sister who has graduated from junior high school for many years.

"Okay, I'll take a look. Ji Xue said that she had written it down, and handed the phone to Ji Yue, "Look at these words, I don't remember wrong." ”

Ji Yue took the phone and nodded affirmatively.

Ji Xue buried her head in picking up books.

After Ji Xue's reminder, Ji Yue suddenly remembered that Ji Qiran, a little rabbit cub, didn't seem to have written about Wang Houxiong since he was a child.

It's really undeserved, as a successor of socialism who grew up under the red flag of socialism, even if Ji Qiran studied in an international school from childhood to adulthood, he shouldn't have written about Wang Houxiong.

Ji Yue turned on her mobile phone, first checked her Alipay balance and bank card balance, and adhered to the idea that no matter how poor you are, I will take orders again next month, gritted her teeth and placed an order for Ji Qiran to buy a full set of Queen Queen.

Adhering to the principle that Wang Houxiong and Wusan are more compatible, Ji Yue bought Ji Qiran another set of Wusan.

Hey, I'm such a rare good sister in the world.

Ji Yue silently put down her phone, glanced at Ji Xue, and smiled like a good sister.