Jiang Feng returned to Taifeng Tower not only to take maple sugar, but also brought a can of chicken soup.
He was going to make a copy of Jiang Zaide, the kind that Wu Minqi had done for him before. A few days ago, he and Wu Minqi were fine at home at night and didn't want to watch TV dramas. Wu Minqi taught him how to use his hands.
Don't ask why their two little lovers are in love at night and go to the kitchen to wrap up their hands. Asking is harmony.
Things between chefs are fun.
I came to Renyi again with maple sugar and chicken soup. Jiang Feng went to the small vegetable market inside Renyi to buy the necessary ingredients and went straight to the kitchen.
Comrade Qian Lijuan is still fighting on the first line of soup.
This time she cooked yam pork rib soup. Jiang Feng's teaching results were very good. Qian Lijuan simmered the pork ribs before cooking the soup. There was no foam in the soup, and the soup was not turbid. It looked very normal.
The only drawback is that the yam is cut too big.
Jiang Feng was the first time to see a strip of yam over 7 cm in the soup.
"Xiaojiang, please take a look at how the auntie stewed pork rib soup is made?" Qian Lijuan was very excited to see Jiang Feng.
Jiang Feng stepped forward and took a closer look. There were no major problems other than the yam. Euphemistically: "Aunt Qian, you have cut too much yam. Remember that I taught you how to cut carrots when you made beef stew with carrots. Is it the right way? Cut yam too, cut into hob pieces. "
Aunt Qian took out her notebook and started taking notes.
"Aunt Qian, how is your husband's health now?" Jiang Feng started washing rice and preparing eight treasure porridge, and by the way cared about Zhuang Lin's physical condition.
"Well, recovery is fast, and now I can go off the ground. The doctor said that if recovery is good, I will be discharged in two weeks!" Aunt Qian was so happy, she couldn't hide the happiness on her face.
"Lao Qin, who is next door, recovered well. Lao Qin was the father of the young girl who asked you how to cook some time ago. His condition is a bit like my Lao Zhuang, and the postoperative infection has worsened. Lao Qin people Good luck and good, like my Lao Zhuang, they are recovering well now, by the way, Xiaojiang, are you going to the hospital tomorrow? "Aunt Qian asked.
"What's wrong?"
"In the previous two days, Wei Wei wanted to make two homemade dishes for Lao Qin. Wei Wei is Lao Qin's daughter. As a result, you are not here. You know the level of both of us. It is not good to cook a soup, let alone stir-fry. . Isn't tomorrow the weekend? Weiwei has time, so I asked if you would come to Renyi tomorrow. She wants you to teach her. "Aunt Qian said.
"Of course I have time. My brother in the lobby is hospitalized. I have to come to Renyi to take care of him and cook for him." Jiang Feng decided on the spot to let Jiang Zaide be hospitalized.
"Hospitalized? It's quite serious. What happened to your brother in the lobby?" Aunt Qian was concerned.
"He was too hard to go to work, and fell ill every day after working overtime." Jiang Feng said.
"Oh yo, then you need to make up for it. Exactly, auntie doesn't stew the yam pork rib soup. This is a tonic soup. I'll bring you two bowls for you in the lobby. Bring him over." Aunt Qian .
Jiang Feng: ...
"No need, my lobby brother picks food instead of yam." Jiang Feng declined.
De Ge is already miserable at the hospital due to overwork, so don't torture him with yam pork rib soup.
Jiang Feng is definitely a good hand at making porridge, not to mention the eight treasures he is best at.
After the eight-treasure porridge was served, Jiang Feng started to make noodles, then chop the stuffing, carefully remove the tendons, and use the knife back to hammer the meat into velvet.
When Jiang Feng used the knife back DuangDuangDuang to simmer the meat, Fang Zhuo floated into the kitchen with a sad look.
At first glance, there is something in mind.
Fang Zhuo started washing rice and cooked white porridge as usual.
His cooking level of white porridge is much better than before, at least he will not cook it.
The whole man seemed insecure.
"What's the matter with Xiaofang, is there something difficult?" Aunt Qian asked with concern.
"It's okay. I encountered some problems in my study. I'm thinking about solving the problem." Fang Qingyou did not make up a good lie. Jiang Feng knew that he was lying.
Aunt Qian was really fooled by Fang Zhuo's nonsense.
Several people came in the kitchenette one after another, and Jiang Feng successfully brushed up on the progress of the two tasks before he subscribed.
When Jiang Feng started to pack hands, Aunt Qian's yam stewed pork ribs were ready, and they were successfully cooked.
"Xiaojiang, don't you really need a bowl for you?" Aunt Qian didn't forget to ask before leaving.
"Without auntie, do you think I don't have chicken soup? Chicken soup is also for recuperation." Jiang Feng said, a smart smile on his face.
Aunt Qian left with yam stewed pork ribs.
"Jiang Feng, do you have anyone you like?" Aunt Qian said as soon as she left, obviously speaking for a long time in her heart.
Jiang Feng :? ? ?
Do I look so single?
"I have a girlfriend." Jiang Feng said.
Fang Zhuo was surprised, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.
"Why, you have a girl you like to confess but don't know how to confess?" Jiang Feng asked, showing a Pei Shenghua-style matchmaker smiling.
Fang Zhuo nodded.
The smile on Jiang Feng's face gradually deepened.
Because these days, as long as Jiang Feng can meet Fang Zhuo in the kitchenette, the two are also science students in famous schools, often chatting and chatting with each other, and they also know each other and can be regarded as friends.
Fang Zhuoyue was willing to tell Jiang Feng about this because Jiang Feng was both his friend and never knew his life.
There are things he doesn't want to talk to the people around him.
"I have a girl who has long liked. She is my junior high school classmate."
Jiang Fengguang was interested in hearing this opening, oh, early love.
"At the time, the two of us were back and forth tables, and the relationship was good. At that time, I was not studying in Peiping. Later, we were in a school in high school, but in different classes, when I found that I seemed to like her, I was already in high school. It took me a long time to transfer to Peiping, and there was less interaction between the two of us. Only in the winter and summer vacations can I go to see her in the name of my old classmates. "
"When I was in the second year of high school, I wanted to gather the courage to confess to her, but I heard people say that she already has a boyfriend."
"What then?" Jiang Feng asked.
"Then it was the senior year, college entrance examination, and college. I was in Peiping. She was in Guangdong Province, separated by a thousand miles from the south to the north, farther away than in high school." Fang Zhuo smiled bitterly.
"Do you two still have contact now?" Jiang Feng asked.
"There is a connection, but it's only going back during the winter and summer vacations. The classmates met, and the relationship is good. Let's go out to sing a song, watch a movie, and have a meal. In fact, she broke up with her boyfriend when she was a senior in high school. Every time my classmates met in the past two years, I wanted to find a chance to confess to her but couldn't say it. "
"Why?" Jiang Feng couldn't help but reflect, if it was himself, oh, no if, although on the surface it seems that he took the initiative to confess, it was actually Wu Minqi confessing to him.
"I'm afraid it's my wishful thinking. Once I say something, it will be embarrassing to meet again in the future. I can't even meet." Fang Qingyou sighed.
"Then what are you struggling with?" Jiang Feng couldn't understand.
"I've been following her circle of friends quietly. She likes to send circle of friends, and likes to share her life in the circle of friends. I must see her circle of circles every day to be at ease."
"But she hasn't sent a circle of friends for two weeks. I think it may be that her studies are too busy. After all, she is studying medicine and clinical. She may not have time to send circle of friends with her teacher in the laboratory during the summer vacation. But I was not assured, so I didn't hold back at one o'clock last night and ran to ask her how she is doing.
"How is she?" Jiang Feng had completely forgotten the slapstick he was wrapping.
"She said she was very bad. She said that she had been filled with all kinds of negative emotions from half a year ago, and those negative emotions had made her breathless. She went to the psychiatrist two weeks ago, The psychiatrist said that she was in a very bad condition, and that she had already begun to show signs of depression. The psychiatrist told her to lie down and relax, not to do anything every day. "
"I want to comfort her, and I also want to take care of her, but I don't want to comfort and take care of her as a friend or an old classmate. I want to take ..." Fang Zhuo took a deep breath, after all, he still said what was in his heart He said, "I want to take care of her as a boyfriend."
"But ... I still ..."
No need to talk about Fang Youyi ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Jiang Feng knows what he is struggling with now.
To put it bluntly, he still had no courage to confess.
"Do you have time tonight?" Jiang Feng asked.
"what?"
"We've known each other for a long time, and I don't seem to have invited you to eat in our restaurant, right? Just go to our restaurant tonight, and I will make you my best chopped fish head and chicken with vegetables." Jiang Feng smiled.
He was once a man who was determined to destroy all matchmaking offices in Peiping.
Your confession is on me.
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