v3 Chapter 410： Pay

When Wu Minqi brought crabs and oranges to the back kitchen of Taifeng Building, she saw Jiang Feng staring at a pot with a tomato in it.

Still a half-ripe tomato.

There are also two pots on the two stoves beside Jiang Feng. The water in the pot occasionally tumbles, symbolizing that he is about to open.

"Feng Feng, what do you cook tomatoes for?" Wu Minqi put crabs and oranges on the cooking table and asked curiously.

"How much energy do I have in the water after boiling?" Jiang Feng said.

He is a chef. He knows the ingredients best, and of course he has to experiment with the ingredients.

Wu Minqi stepped up, obviously interested in Jiang Feng's experiment: "Why do you want to do this experiment? Is this the subject of your graduation thesis?"

"No, no." Jiang Feng quickly denied, joking, the subject of a graduation thesis, how could this be the subject of a graduation thesis, but the subject of his graduation thesis ...

Alas, what is the subject of his graduation thesis?

Did he start?

It seems that I will have to discuss his graduation thesis with Professor Li after a while.

"I thought of a new way to steam crab with orange." Jiang Feng started his nonsense show time.

"A new method?" Wu Minqi believed in Jiang Feng's boyfriend very much. In most cases, he would not doubt what Jiang Feng said. Hearing Jiang Feng said that he found a new method, Wu Minqi's first reaction was not to think about why Jiang Feng could find a breakthrough in the dishes he studied in just a few days each time, but to ask excitedly: "What new method? Can steam Is there any other way? "

"Well," Jiang Feng said.

"Well?" Wu Minqi didn't respond. She didn't have a grandma who was good at using rice stoves to cook rice. She couldn't think of this in a short word.

"Do you remember that I kept telling you that there was a problem with the heat? After I finished this for Grandpa and Grandpa this morning, they also felt that there was a problem with the heat. The taste of orange and crab meat was not very harmonious. Then Grandpa suggested I use the low heat to steam slowly, and I was thinking that even if the low heat is used to steam the orange meat, the taste may change. Is there a more gentle way than using the low heat to steam? Then I thought of Alas, Kiki, I do n’t know if you still remember the kind of wood-burning earth stove in the countryside. When our family cooks in the countryside, cooking rice must be the last step. There is no fire in the stove. Use the remaining temperature and heat to Rice is cooked, this step is usually done by my grandma. "Jiang Feng has now lied to the point where the fire is pure, all kinds of lies and ghosts can be edited. Nine sentences in ten sentences are true and false, as long as the most critical one It is a lie that can tell a perfect lie.

Wu Minqi was really caught in Jiang Feng paste, and she listened attentively and nodded: "I know the kind of earthen stove, and I have cooked it with him. It has good thermal insulation and can definitely be used for rice cooking."

"It's a pity that we don't have a stove here." Jiang Feng sighed. "Our stove cooks up too quickly. It will be cold for a few minutes after turning off the fire."

"That's why you're here to try the heat of boiling water." Wu Minqi suddenly realized, but still a little puzzled. "But the crab stuffed orange is steamed, Feng Feng, what do you do with boiled tomatoes?"

Jiang Feng: ...

Yeah, what is he doing?

Shouldn't he steam a sweet potato or corn or something?

may be because……

Jiang Feng looked at the bunch of tomatoes on the side.

I haven't drank tomato egg soup for too long, and when I saw tomato, I couldn't help but want to make a soup.

"But Feng Feng, you are still very good. Grandpa 3 just told you that you can think of crickets with this method. If you think of me, I can't think of crickets stuffed with crabs." Wu Minqi With a smile, praised, "My Fengfeng is the best."

When there are only two people, Wu Minqi always exaggerates.

After all, she is also a woman who has seen many idol dramas.

Although Jiang Feng felt very powerful in her heart, she still had to be humble on the surface. After all, what he just said was a lie. It was impossible for him to think of this method. This method was thought of by Master Peng, but Jiang Feng could not praise Master Peng, so he could only praise Grandma Jiang.

"It's mainly my grandma's credit. If my grandma hadn't cooked rice for so many years to save wood, I wouldn't have thought of using this method at once," Jiang Feng said modestly.

Because the place where oranges are sold is very close, Jiang Weiguo who has been eavesdropping outside the door has long since returned: ...

My brother and I came here in the morning to give you advice and guidance. Isn't it better than your grandma's rice cooker for you to save wood?

Unfilial grandson!

Jiang Weiguo turned indignantly, dangling oranges in the lobby of Taifeng Building for two laps, and in the puzzling eyes of the waiters, he returned to the back kitchen with no expression.

Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi have already taken out the steamer, Jiang Feng is cutting corn and Wu Minqi is washing sweet potatoes.

"Cough." Jiang Weiguo coughed twice.

Although the cough immediately attracted the attention of Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi, Jiang Feng turned around and saw the old man carrying a bag of oranges in his hands, and hurried forward to pick up the oranges.

"Grandpa, why do you suddenly go out and buy oranges? We still have a lot of oranges in our house. If you want to eat them, I can bring them to you at night instead of buying them." Jiangshun, a filial piety son, said.

"I do n’t buy oranges just for you. This is something you do n’t know." Jiang Weiguo handed the oranges to Jiang Feng. He just carried the oranges for so long and was weird. What oranges do you think picking oranges is a beauty pageant? Which one looks good is delicious? Sweet, not sour, not sour, can the crab-stir-fried orange taste normal? Your oranges should not be used for cooking, stay Eat it yourself, use the oranges I bought for you to cook. "

Jiang Feng was shocked, but he didn't expect Grandpa to go out and buy oranges for himself.

"Three grandpas ..."

"Your three grandpas are going to buy you crabs." Jiang Weiguo said rudely, "Is the crab you made today made of crabs with oranges? Are you thinking of picking crabs for fat, whichever is better?"

Jiang Feng :? ? ?

Is not it?

"When your dad comes, I have to scold him. How do I teach you. I do n’t even pick crabs and oranges. Do you usually not need to have these two ingredients in the kitchen? Your grandma made them for you these years. The rice dumplings are really fed into the pig's belly. "Jiang Feng will never guess what the real reason the old man scolded him was.

After yelling at Sun Zi, Jiang Weiguo felt relieved in his heart, and began to ask, "Why is it steaming here?"

Jiang Feng hurriedly reiterated what he had just said with Wu Minqi to the old man.

The old man nodded: "The soil stove is okay, the gas stove is unpleasant."

"I know, so what I want is to simmer first, and then simmer, then simmer. As long as the temperature in the pot is maintained at a low or low temperature, I think that the crab stuffed orange can be fully flavored. "What Jiang Feng wants is that the oranges are unripe.

Hearing Jiang Feng's words, Jiang Weiguo really looked at this grandson with a dazzling look, and he would not only learn from each other but also adapt to local conditions.

He wouldn't say that in fact, he didn't even think that he could use crab meat to make crab stuffed orange.

Of course, if the old lady suddenly had a whisper in front of him, maybe he could think of it.

Think about it this way, Xiaofeng boasted that the wife really did not boast. Only she in the entire Jiang family would cook rice for the sake of saving firewood. If it was not for the wife who insisted on rice cooking for so many years, no one would have thought of such a practice.

The old man's mood suddenly relaxed a lot, and he was quite happy.

The mood is good, and the attitude is naturally good. I ca n’t help but smile at the steamer on the stove, saying, “Then you think about it, I wo n’t disturb you.”

Jiang Feng was flattered.

The old man was about to leave, but Wu Minqi suddenly spoke.

"Grandpa Jiang, you just said that Grandpa San went to buy hairy crabs, right?" Wu Minqi asked.

The old man nodded.

"Did he bring so much cash? Wouldn't it be inconvenient to bring so much cash?" Wu Minqi then asked.

Speaking of this old man, he seemed a little proud: "Without cash, we will pay for your young man's cell phone."

Jiang Feng was shocked. He didn't expect that the two old men were so tide. When he wanted to blow a rainbow of farts in time, he heard Wu Minqi's next question.

"Are your bank cards tied to WeChat and Alipay?"

The old man froze.

"What bank card?"

You have to tie up a bank card? Isn't mobile payment a swipe or a drop?

Isn't that just swiping? What's the point of mobile payment?

The old man was shocked.

"How did you pay, grandpa?" Jiang Feng also realized that something seemed wrong.

The old man was a little confused, took out his phone and pointed at WeChat: "I gave the phone to the cashier. She turned it on and paid for it."

"You don't need to tie a bank card," the old man emphasized.

Jiang Feng seems to understand.

Although the old man did not tie his bank card, he had a lot of money in his balance. At the time when WeChat could grab the red envelope, in order to show the grandfather and grandma Jiang that they were a filial son or filial grandson, the people in the Jiang family often said that the red envelope was for grandpa, or this red envelope It's for grandma, let the two old men slowly.

Over time, Grandpa and Grandma never use mobile phones to pay, and the money in WeChat balances is definitely more than enough to buy an orange. For example, buying oranges is worthless even if you buy durians.

But this does not mean that Jiang Weiming's WeChat and Alipay balances are enough for him to buy hairy crabs.

At the current price of hairy crabs, the speed of grabbing a red envelope with Grandpa III. Jiang Feng calmly analyzed a wave and thought that Grandpa Three might be able to buy eight crab legs.

Jiang Feng sighed, he knew that it was time for his wallet to bleed.

Grandpa Three bought crabs for him, and he really should pay the money.

And Comrade Wang Xiulian will certainly not reimburse him for this money.

I don't know why Comrade Wang Xiulian not only counted his husband's small vault, but also his son's small vault.

"Grandpa is okay, I can transfer the money to the third grandpa and he can buy it." Jiang Feng said, took out his mobile phone, and pressed three zeros when transferring the money ~ www.novelhall.com ~ On the other side, there was nothing about it The known Jiang Weiming picked a large bag of hairy crabs according to the weight he could lift, handed the mobile phone to the merchant and let him drop it for checkout.

After checking the account, Jiang Weiming returned with the hairy crabs on his way, and couldn't help but sigh that the times are really different now, and he didn't even need to bring cash to pay.

Alas, why is there so much money in his phone?

Yeah, where does the money come from?

After Jiang Weiming left, the boss selling aquatic products still sighed with the people nearby: "Let ’s just say that the widest in Peiping is these old ladies and old ladies. You look at the old man just now. You do n’t have more than four thousand dollars A blink, like buying a bottle of water. "

The others nodded again and again.

"Mainly your hairy crab is expensive."

"Hey, look at what you said. Where is my hairy crab expensive? My hairy crab is of good quality! You look at the old gentleman just now, so many are not sold. They must come to my house to buy. They are not cheap as long as they are good, you know Are you! "