v3 Chapter 482： Oil-sealed duck

Because they had to rush back to Taifeng Tower to prepare for the annual meeting, Jiang Feng and them deliberately controlled the time. When Jiang Feng saw that everything had been bought, Ji Xia had nothing extra and wanted to take the newly bought large bag and small bag home first, and then go to Taifeng House together.

Women are always amazing when they go shopping, and Ji Xia is no exception. Jiang Feng, Wu Minqi, and Ji Xia were all filled with things that Ji Xia bought along the way, and Jiang Zaide had mentioned what he was going to eat. Only He Yueru was empty-handed, mainly because she had no money. When she was in the dim sum shop, Jiang Feng felt that she wanted to buy it.

"German, would you like to go back with us? It's more than three o'clock now. You can go with us and help you wash a vegetable and cut a vegetable." Jiang Feng's mouth is to pull Zhuangding.

Jiang Zaide waved his hands again and again: "No, no, I have to go back to the company and talk to the leader. By the way, I will report on the progress of my work today. Satsuki, I happen to be on the same road with you. Let me talk about how you want to change that heating pipe in your store. I will get you the first plan when I try to get the New Year. "

"Okay." He Yueru nodded.

"Bye brother, you should go home. By the way, help me bring my roast chicken and beef sauce back, otherwise I'll hold the company and explain it to the leader." Jiang Zaide held one in his hand. Only three pounds of sautéed chicken were handed to Jiang Feng. Jiang Feng had no choice but to free up **** to catch Jiang Zaide's stuff.

Jiang Zaide and He Yueru went back by subway. Jiang Feng thought about it and decided to spend a luxury taxi home. The three of them are holding too many things, and there are fragile products such as cakes that are not suitable for squeezing and touching. It is more convenient to take a taxi.

When the three of them put everything back at home, and then walked to Taifeng Building, most of the employees were already there.

The ingenious waitresses have long arranged the Taifeng Building, the couplets are pasted on the door, and the festive red lanterns are hung inside the Taifeng Building. In some appropriate places, delicate silk flowers are also hung. , The taste of the year is almost coming.

Comrade Wang Xiulian specially made a tacky and rustic banner that looked cheap and hung in the middle of the hall. On the banner, there are 6 new characters in the new journey, and a small line below is written to celebrate the 1st Annual Meeting of Taifeng Building.

Refined and refined, rewarded.

Since it is an annual meeting, although Comrade Wang Xiulian and Fang Mei both said that they should not pay much attention to form, there should still be an atmosphere. Pastry, melon seeds, plum and peanuts are just as many small snacks that are used to set off the atmosphere. Cold and hot drinks are enough. Although there is no wine, all kinds of freshly squeezed fruit juices and hot milk tea cooked by Comrade Jiang Jiankang are enough to satisfy everyone.

Sang Ming doesn't forget his original intention, he always brings Mahjong with him at the party. Compared with the last birthday of Jiang Weiming, Sang Ming has made another progress. Last time, he only brought two pairs of Mahjong. This time he brought three pairs, which fully satisfied everyone's needs. Grandma Jiang and Chen Suhua, who had not played mahjong for a long time, sat at the poker table and killed the Quartet. The youth group and the senior group were very clear.

Jiang Feng had just walked to the juice stand and was still thinking about whether to drink soy milk, milk tea, or orange juice. Comrade Wang Xiulian caught 10 yuan on the spot and let him buy it at the convenience store next door. The second card comes.

Although Sang Ming learned three lessons this time, he forgot to bring playing cards.

"Xia Xia, go next door to buy a deck of playing cards." Jiang Feng skillfully put 10 yuan into Ji Xia's hand and chose orange juice.

"Feng Feng, are you going to cook?" Wu Minqi, who had changed clothes, asked.

"You go first. I drink orange juice and change clothes." Jiang Feng nodded. "Lao Zhang, they should be in the back kitchen. I didn't see them outside."

"Yes, Yueyue is also in the kitchen, I just saw it." Wu Minqi said, taking the orange juice from Jiang Feng's hands. "This orange juice is ice. Drink less. The remaining half of the glass is for you. Go and change clothes. . "

Jiang Feng, deprived of the right to drink orange juice, had to obediently go to the locker room to change his work clothes.

Jiang Sanitary, Zhang Guanghang, Dong Shi, Dong Li, and Ji Yue are all in the back kitchen. Dinner is in the form of self-service. Of course, the model is self-sufficient, self-produced and sold. The two fathers will cook a special dish on their own, Jiang Weiming will cook the dolphins, and Jiang Weiguo will make his best killing pig sauerkraut stewed with white meat and blood sausage.

There are two dishes at the base, and the rest of the dishes are decorated. If you are afraid of eating, there is also Jiang Jiankang's pickled fried rice as a solid backing for everyone. So this annual meeting did not stipulate what every chef must do. If you want to do it, you can do it. If you don't want to do it, you can play mahjong and bragging. You can wait to eat and draw.

Wu Minqi intends to make poached meat today, because it is the annual meeting to consider whether everyone can eat it rather than drinking water. She will be very astringent and restrain herself when making poached meat.

Jiang Feng mainly came to fight for Wu Minqi. What he had to do was to pull yam. It was very simple. It took more than half an hour to process the yam.

A back kitchen of seven people, two couples, and one married, in such a quiet and peaceful atmosphere, Dong Shi and Dong Li, two older single dogs, are out of place.

Just like the 996 who often met Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi on their way home at night.

Ji Yue helped Zhang Guanghang, Jiang Feng saw that Ji Yue was taking bay leaf and rosemary, while garlic and pepper were strange for a while. I felt that I had never seen Zhang Guanghang make such a dish before. For a moment, Jiang Feng couldn't bear his own heart that wanted to touch the fish, and quietly put down the matter at hand and slipped to Zhang Guanghang to explore the truth.

"Lao Zhang, what are you doing today? I haven't seen you make this dish before." Jiang Feng still had freshly cut peppers and peppercorns on his hands.

"Oil-sealed duck." Zhang Guang Channel, concentrating on tearing thyme.

"Oil-fried duck?" Jiang Feng felt that the name of the dish sounded familiar, as if it appeared in any American drama that he had watched before. If he remembered it correctly, it was the last meal of a victim before his death.

"A more traditional French meal, which needs to be baked in the oven for more than 4 hours. It can be baked at about 8 o'clock in the evening, and everyone can eat it as a snack. Generally, it is best to put it in the refrigerator for more than 7 days. Yes, "Zhang Guanghang explained." This is a traditional southern cuisine. We used this method to preserve meat without a refrigerator. It is a bit like sausage and bacon. "

Jiang Feng: ...

It is indeed an old chapter, and it is so complicated to be a spoiler.

"By the way, Zhang, where are you going to go to the New Year? Or come to my house to spend the New Year with us." Jiang Feng suggested.

Zhang Guanghang did not return to China before and after Christmas, and it is estimated that he will not return to China during the Chinese New Year.

Hearing Jiang Feng's words, Jiyue, who was fighting with rosemary and bay leaf, suddenly looked up and stared at each other, "Why is my old chapter going to your home in the New Year?"

Jiang Feng: ...

Yeah, why is your old Zhang coming to my home for Chinese New Year?

Zhang Guanghang smirked: "I have to go back for Chinese New Year. I should go back if I haven't been back for almost a year. I heard some wind a few days ago, and just took this opportunity to go back to China to ask my father to confirm something.

"Wind?"

Zhang Guanghang smiled: "Some false rumors and gossips are just waiting for me. If I am sure, I will call you if it is true, lest I become a rumorer if it is false."

"And these days I have some new ideas, and just go back and talk to my father to improve."

Jiang Feng thinks this is also very good. After all, although Zhang Guanghang spends most of his time in Peiping, a native of Peiping, his parents are still in France. He should go back a few times a year to see his parents. Dear.

After touching the fish, Jiang Feng was about to go back and help his family, Qiqi, and was rushed into the kitchen to catch Zhuang Ding's grandma.

"Xiao Feng, your third grandfather is going to cook the dolphin, we have 3 missing 1, you come here to help your third grandfather for a while." Grandma Jiang will not allow a delay in her hand.

Jiang Feng immediately panicked at this remark. Although he had learned the holy hand of the hemp altar, after the last painful lesson, Jiang Feng found that there were actually many online things that could not be taken seriously. You may be invincible in playing mahjong in your cell phone, but in fact, most of the players you match may be robots, or in real life, you will lose to low-end players who can't afford to lose.

If it ’s a youth game ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Jiang Feng may still have the courage to fight, but all the seniors have been playing Mahjong for decades on the altar, and they have been playing for decades. Falling, with eyes closed, you can touch the white and white masters in the southeast and northwest.

When Jiang Feng met them, they had to surrender with a white flag.

"Grandma, I have something to do. I'm going to help Qiqi. Qiqi can't do the cooking alone!" Jiang Feng quickly shirk.

Grandma Jiang looked at Wu Minqi.

"Grandma, I'm too busy to come here alone. You can let Jiang Feng go and fill the gap first. Fengfeng, you go over quickly, don't let grandma them wait." Wu Minqi urged with a smile.

Jiang Feng's smile was frozen on his face.

Grandma Jiang smiled comfortably: "Xiao Feng is coming, we three will wait for you!"

Looking at Jiang Feng's departure with some backs of Xiao Se, Wu Minqi could not help but sigh deeply.

The maple map of her family is so bad. Wait two days to go home with her. What if maple maple is playing mahjong with her?