v2 Chapter 171： 1 pot close to perfect 8 treasure porridge

[One pot close to perfect eight treasure porridge]

Looking at the pot of porridge in front of him, Jiang Feng could hardly believe his eyes.

Near perfect!

This is the highest evaluation Jiang Feng has received from the game appraisal.

I scooped a spoonful of hot Babao porridge and blew, anyway, Jiang Feng wasn't too afraid of hotness.

The sweet-scented osmanthus sugar is relatively simple, but it unexpectedly matches the ingredients in this pot of porridge, sweet and not greasy. When you meet this mouthful, a spoonful can be tasted slowly for a long time.

When making porridge this afternoon, Jiang Feng remembered that Zhang Qian's eight-treasure porridge used honey, and he wanted to try what is the difference between honey and white sugar porridge. When I was looking for honey, I accidentally found the sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus that Jiang Jiankang didn't know where to buy. The taste is a bit special. Unlike the sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus on the market, the flavor and sweetness are better.

One pot of honey and one pot of sweet-scented osmanthus sugar. As a result, the pot was evaluated as close to the perfect eight treasure porridge.

"Mom, Jiyue, come and taste this pot of porridge." Jiang Feng cried.

As women, Wang Xiulian and Ji Yue were born with a love for sweets. If it was not because Babao Porridge was a sweet porridge, Comrade Wang Xiulian would not have cheered for a small bowl yesterday. She has always disliked porridge.

Ji Yue came first and asked, "What's wrong, do you cook this pot so well?"

"Absolutely the best porridge you've ever tasted in this life." Jiang Feng boasted.

"Just blow it." Ji Yue didn't believe it and went to get the chopsticks.

She was afraid of being hot, and a small bowl of porridge was stirred and blown for a long time, and the porridge in the bowl slid down from the edge of the spoon along the spoon, until Wang Xiulian walked in slowly before she lifted it. Half a spoonful, took a few breaths and put it in your mouth.

"Slump," Ji Yue sighed without culture.

She is a porridge-lover, and she can even tolerate the special discount cafeteria three cents a bowl of white porridge that does not give side dishes in the most difficult times. Although it is mainly because of poverty, it does not affect her basic food Judge.

Ji Yue felt that Jiang Feng was right. This was really the best porridge she had ever had.

Sweet, fragrant, glutinous, slippery, and a lot of feelings that can't be described with 79 points in her college entrance examination language. In short, it is two words.

Delicious!

Very extreme and quite delicious!

Three months and two months later, Ji Yue muttered and drank eight bowls of congee in the bowl, filled a full bowl, and sighed, "You've turned on the light, this pot of porridge is too delicious!"

"Is it so delicious?" Comrade Wang Xiulian was a little puzzled. She filled her face with a small bowl and blew it. She was not afraid to burn it like Jiang Feng.

Swallow.

Comrade Wang Xiulian raised the bowl again, lowered it, and the bowl was empty.

Without much speech, she went for a sea bowl.

He mumbled a big bowl again, and Comrade Wang Xiulian took a contented poke, boasting: "Xiao Feng, you porridge are getting better and better."

Jiang Feng said he can accept all acceptable compliments.

Feel free to praise, he can accept all praise methods.

When Jiang Jiankang returned to the kitchen after paying the money from the next door, and saw Wang Xiulian and Ji Yue, drinking a bowl of porridge with a bowl that fit their body, they almost thought they had hallucinations.

"Dad, please come and taste the pot of eight congee porridge I boiled, boiled with sweet-scented osmanthus sugar." Jiang Feng said.

Jiang Jiankang took a sip and his eyes brightened.

"It's good, the taste of osmanthose sugar matches the ingredients in the porridge." Jiang Jiankang praised.

"Dad, what brand of osmanthose candy did you buy?" Jiang Feng asked, and Jiang Jiankang put it in a jar without a brand.

"What brand?" Jiang Jiankang had a hard time. "No brand. I bought it on the roadside. When you first started school, I wasn't shopping with your mother. There is a pedestrian street on the east gate of the University of Finance and Economics. The old man sells it at the stall. It should have been cooked by his own family. I bought two cans when I was pretty good. "

Jiang Feng: ...

I don't know if the organizers are allowed to bring their own ingredients.

Hey, sneak away for a while, the crematorium before the game. Jiang Feng remembers that someone asked a similar question the day before yesterday, but he slipped and didn't hear the answer.

Go outside and call the organizer's staff. Jiang Feng went straight to the topic: "Hello, hello, I am a contestant Jiang Feng. I want to ask if I can bring my own ingredients in the 8 in 4 game?"

"Ah, Jiang Feng, I'm sorry. In theory, for the fairness of the game, you can't bring your own ingredients. If you have any needs, you can tell us, our staff will try our best to meet your requirements." The staff responded.

Jiang Feng was silent, then said, "I need to add another sweet-scented osmanthus sugar to the ingredients, not the one produced by the assembly line. It was sold by a grandpa on the pedestrian street next to the east gate of the University of Finance and Economics on February 27. The sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus sugar should be home-made, which is different from the sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus in the world. Seeing that the condition of the sugar should have been prepared around October last year and has been sealed to this day. I'm not sure if there is any ...

Sister of the staff: "... Okay, I have noted your request. We will try our best to find it and wish you a happy life."

Jiang Feng always felt that the last sentence had a bit of teeth.

When Jiang Feng returned to the kitchen, half of the casserole's eight-treasure porridge was in Wang Xiulian and Jiang Jiankang's belly. Jiyue still had insufficient fighting power. They did not take sea bowls, ordinary southern bowls, and three bowls were full.

"Aunt Wang, do you want to sell this pot of porridge?" Ji Yue asked.

Wang Xiulian swallowed the porridge in her mouth and took the time to say: "Do not sell or sell, keep us to drink it tonight, Jiankang, you just fry a few amaranths tonight, let's drink porridge. Dasao not all said in the circle of friends Well, drinking porridge and detoxifying beauty is good for the intestines and the body. "

Jiang Jiankang nodded again and again: "How about calling the eldest brother, the fourth brother and the fifth brother, and let Xiaofeng cook a few more pots, and Dad and Sanbo have gone to the park. Our family hasn't got together to drink porridge yet!"

"Okay ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Xiaofeng, if you wait to cook a few more pots, it will be like this." Wang Xiulian felt reasonable, remembered something else, and asked with a bowl: "Second brother, their family The relocation funds have been resolved, and the pharmacy next door has already been renovated. "

"It's resolved, it's resolved." Jiang Jiankang said, "The second brother said that he was fast two days ago, and it is estimated that he can come by as late as May."

Ji Yue rubbed her belly, and with a look of expression that I confessed that I had lost, I put down the bowl helplessly: "No, no, I can't drink anymore. I went out for two rounds to consume food, and killed me."

Jiang Feng was worried that the organizer could not find the sweet-scented osmanthus candy bought by Jiang Jiankang. When Ji Yue was going out, he asked, "Do you know if any supermarkets around here sell sweet-scented osmanthus?"

"Sweet-osmanthus sugar? What kind of sugar is that?" Ji Yue looked blank, "Isn't the newly opened China Resources Vanguard at the end of the street? If you go there, you should have sugar."

"I'll check it out." Jiang Fengxi went to the supermarket on his mobile phone.

. Sogou