v3 Chapter 513： Send dumplings

Basil yam should be regarded as Jiang Feng's most skilled A-level dish.

Since obtaining the recipe for the New Year's Eve last year, Jiang Feng has done at least a thousand times in this year. He even used Wusi yam to counterattack Wu Minqi at the Good Taste Cooking Competition, and later used Wuxi yam at Taifenglou Station Heel it firmly.

It can be said that the dish of yam and yam is of great significance to Jiang Feng, and he started to counterattack.

But for Grandma Jiang, this is a bit pale because of the sweetness to the greasy drawing of yam.

"A little bit, and then a little bit, yes, at this size, it is too big for your grandma to bite. It is inconvenient for me to bite." Grandma Jiang instructed while eating cold radish.

Jiang Feng swears that this may be the smallest piece of yam he has cut.

"By Xiaofeng, add more sugar when you make it. Grandma's body values ​​are very healthy. Don't worry about grandma eating too much sugar is not good for the body, add more, less tasteless." Grandma Jiang.

Jiang Feng thought of Jiang Huiqin's double-sweet yam of sweetness made specially for Grandma Li Mingyi on the 30th of the year.

"Grandma, should I make a small portion for you?" Jiang Feng suggested.

"That's not good, don't do more, half a plate is enough. Xiao Feng is really a filial child." Grandma Jiang couldn't help laughing, "Grandma will give you pancakes tomorrow morning."

"Thank you, grandma."

A few minutes later, Grandma Jiang was happily holding a small dish of shredded yam and sitting on the side of the steamer while blowing on her mouth while eating yam. Half a bowl of lamb soup with white steaming soup was placed on the table.

"Xiao Feng." The old man called Jiang Feng to his side. "Let your grandma eat less and have dinner later. Don't be full now. It is seen that a lot of people are still hiding in the kitchen and turning on the stove." Do n’t be afraid of other people ’s jokes. ”

Xiaofeng, who was ordered, ran to Grandma Jiang before she had time to say, "Little Feng, shoot grandma half a cucumber and put less vinegar."

"Good grandma!"

After another ten minutes, Grandpa's crispy apples came out of the pot, and Grandma Jiang also finished eating the food in the plate and bowl and ate it half-satisfied. She sat up and prepared to work.

"Eat less sweet, too much is bad for your teeth." The old man muttered to Grandma Jiang.

"I don't have to eat it once. Anyway, the mouth is not good anymore. It's okay." Grandma Jiang held a plate filled with cold dishes, one left and one right, and walked out slowly.

She had to come back and serve the crispy apples, and wait for the crispy apples to cool down before serving them. Not only did everyone just eat the hot mouth, Grandma Jiang was also hot.

"Xiao Feng, go and see if the elbow is okay. Once it is ready, divide it into two plates. After you have divided it, divide Morsek, and then stir up two plates of vegetables according to your grandma, and finally make the shredded yam. Said the old man.

"Good grandpa."

Because there is only one elbow and it needs to be divided into two parts, Jiang Feng chopped the elbow into two pieces before making it, so it looks a bit nondescript.

After several hours of braising and stewing, the elbow was full of soup, and at the moment when the elbow was out of the pot and served, Jiang Feng heard the game prompt.

"Ding, the participation in Chinese New Year dinner has reached 40%."

Jiang Feng opened the properties panel to check the progress of the task while the old man was cooking garlic and black fish, probably because Dongpo elbow was a big dish, and the participation rate reached 42%. The distance from the [New Year's Eve] branch task The approval of the dumplings produced by the Jiang family was almost complete.

Jiang Feng finished packing the dishes, and looked at the pan again. The dumplings were already cooked, and he said, "Grandpa, the dumplings are ready. Should I take out the dumplings and give them to Grandma Li and several others?"

The old man nodded: "Okay, you and Dede, they're going to send dumplings, I'll fry the vegetables."

At the same time, the guessing dishes over the living room are over.

After Grandma Jiang came into the kitchen, the auntie took a few scoops and set the table, chairs, and tableware. Everyone was sitting quietly, waiting for the most exciting time of the year.

Just as Jiang Feng opened the lid of Sheng Elbow's casserole, Jiang Jiankang in the living room screamed in front of the crowd and determined that it was his own version of Dongpo's elbow.

After that, although everyone passed through the seas and showed their magical powers, they took out the tricks of the shortest three-long and short-term elections and the longest three-short and long-term elections. No one was fooled by any dish.

No way, Morschek's test is really out of the ordinary.

Jiang Feng walked towards the living room with a pot of dried dumplings and dumplings filled with sheep's soup. Everyone who heard the footsteps was holding their breath.

"The smell of sheep soup, I just said that there must be sheep soup!" Jiang Jianguo throbbed with excitement.

"Brother, I just said that sheep soup is not counted. How can you guess what you can guess?" Jiang Jiandang raised objections.

"That is, Yangtang cannot be counted!" Jiang Jianye and Jiang Jianye unanimously.

Jiang Feng appeared in front of everyone, everyone looked at the basin in his hands and found that it was a basin ...

Hey, what is a pot of dumplings?

"Grandpa said that when dumplings are ready, we will serve dumplings first. Let's give a bowl to the people who gave the pork to the family." Jiang Feng ran a microphone to convey the intention of the grandfather.

"Brother-in-law, go get the bowl." Grandma Jiang directed, "Xiao Feng, are you ready?"

"It's coming, and we can have dinner for more than ten minutes at most." Jiang Feng said.

Auntie took out a stack of clean bowls from the cabinet, and Jiang Feng and others began to put dumplings in the bowl. Everyone is very generous in delivering dumplings, they are stuffed into the bowl, until the soup and dumplings are overflowing.

The hot lamb soup is perfect with freshly made lamb dumplings!

After discussion, Jiang Feng returned to cook, so he was in charge of the nearest Li Cuihua's and Zhuzi's. Because the dumplings were too full, they were afraid of spilling out of the bowl and covered a bowl. Jiang Feng simply ran once and took only one bowl at a time. Anyway, he was close.

Jiang Feng held the bowl and trot next door.

The population of Li Cuihua's family is not as large as that of Jiang's family. It is also impossible for a few extra daughters to bring her husband's children back for New Year's Eve, so the day of the thirties is relatively deserted. When Jiang Feng was carrying dumplings, Zhao Liang (grandson of Li Cuihua) was alone in the living room, and there were a few hot dishes on the table.

"Jiang Feng? Why are you here? Your house hasn't opened dinner yet?" Zhao Liang asked, curiously, looking away from his cell phone.

"Hurry up. Today, my family cooked lamb soup and dumplings. My grandpa asked me to bring a bowl to your family and eat it while it was hot." Jiang Feng opened the bowl on the table and revealed the swollen bowl. Big fat dumplings.

The surface of the dumplings was either Jiang Yanlian or Jiang Zaide, and the residual moon was almost fat. It is believed that the steamed buns are believed by some people.

"Wow." Zhao Liang stared at the dumplings with a certain degree of dullness.

"Right, what about your family? This ..." Jiang Feng was interrupted by Li Cuihua before she finished speaking.

Li Cuihua, wearing an apron, came out of the kitchen with a spatula. Li Cuihua's kitchen and living room were almost two steps away.

"Liangliang, are your parents returning after pulling the radish? I ’ll wash the radish and bring it back when I return. I'm still waiting for Luo ... Ah, it's Xiaofeng!"

Jiang Feng :? ? ?

New Year's Eve?

What's so strange about the thirty years of their Zhao family?

"My grandma just found out that the radishes are not enough. My parents went to the field to pull the radishes." Zhao Liang explained.

Jiang Feng knew for a moment, and he said that when he went out, he always felt that there were two people in the opposite vegetable field, and he thought it was too dark to read it wrong.

It turned out that Zhao Liang's parents were touching the black radish.

"Grandma Li, I'm here to send you dumplings, and eat them while they're hot." Jiang Feng laughed.

"Ah, Xiaofeng is really interested. She has made a special trip to send dumplings in the past thirty years." Li Cuihua was extremely enthusiastic, groping around her body as if trying to get something for Jiang Feng.

"Right, Liangliang grabbed two sugar-fried chestnuts for Xiaofeng. This chestnut is a wild chestnut that your grandfather Zhao went to the mountain a few days ago, but it's sweet. Liangliang, you can grab two more for Xiaofeng. My parents came back and asked them to bring me the radish as soon as possible. "Li Cuihua smiled at Jiang Feng embarrassedly. "

"Thank you, Grandma Li." Jiang Feng learned Jiang Jianglian's tone sweetly, and he found that many older women were eating Jiang Yanlian's set.

Jiang Feng sent out a bowl of dumplings and harvested chestnuts. The moment he stepped out of Li Cuihua's house, he heard the familiar game prompts.

"Ding, get the approval of a family."

It seems Zhao Liang didn't hold back stealing.

After returning, Jiang Feng shared half a pocket of chestnuts for uncles and went to Zhuzi's house to deliver dumplings. When he returned, he was carrying a bag of mayonnaise.

Jiang Feng had no interest in egg yolk crisps and generously contributed it, slipping into the kitchen to make shredded yam. The old man ended the fight and was slowly drinking while holding a bowl of sheep soup.

Another bowl beside the old man exposed when he had eaten a meal.

Jiang Feng: ...

I didn't expect you to steal grandpa ...

No, how can it be said that the chef is stealing food.

Taste, yes, taste. Old man is trying to help everyone taste salty.

By the taste of a bowl of lamb soup by the old man, Jiang Feng's drawing of yam came out. When Jiang Feng did the drawing of yam, the game sounded a few more beeps. If he did not make a mistake, he would only have one family's approval.

Jiang Feng and the old man took out the dishes in turn, and Jiang Zaide did not return the dumplings.

Every time a dish is served, everyone must stun God, and when the dishes are ready, the table is already silent, and everyone is confused, revealing helplessness in the confusion.

Jiang Jianguo stared at the dish on the table in deep contemplation, and for the first time wondered whether he was Jiang Weiguo's own son.

Why do n’t I know all my dad ’s dishes?

The old man didn't take a seat, and asked, "Who guessed right?"

"I, I, my dad, I smelled the right elbow!" Jiang Jiankang raised his hand to speak.

"And Lilian, she smelled the honey roasted lamb chops before." Jiang Jiandang added.

The old man nodded and turned back into the kitchen, carrying two small dishes to stir-fry the lamb's belly.

A small stack can be eaten with three mouthfuls of Jiang Jiankang's mouth. The lamb's belly is finely cut and mixed with coriander and clear red pepper, which is very tempting.

It is estimated that it was made when Jiang Feng delivered dumplings, and it was still hot.

"I haven't done nine rounds of the large intestine this year. This was rewarded for a long time." The old man smiled slightly. "Zhulian's girl is good."

It ’s a pity that the person being praised is not present, otherwise Jiang Yanlian would be afraid to hold the old man's thigh in pain on the spot, crying and shouting, "Grandpa is in fact in fact, I don't have the talent to learn cooking!"

"Dad, what kind of dish do you make today?" Jiang Jiankang, who received a special reward, asked boldly.

"Morschek, a type of whole sheep seat, a whole sheep seat made of mutton." The old man took his seat.

"Last time your dad made this dish 50 years ago, it was made for the fire heroes. Eat it while it's hot, eat more." Grandma Jiang smiled and said, "Dude, are they finished?"

"It's the last one," said Auntie.

"Then wait for them to come back and cook again. It's really hard for them to send dumplings on a cold day." Grandma Jiang smiled. "Xiao Feng, you worked hard today ~ www.novelhall.com ~ If you are hungry, first eat."

"It's okay grandma, I'll wait for German brother and them together." Jiang Feng said.

He hadn't tasted much in the kitchen before and he's not hungry at all now.

"Ding, the side mission [New Year's Eve] is completed, and the mission reward is [A memory of Jiang Weiguo]."

As soon as the game cue sounded, the loud voice of Jiang Zaide came from the outside.

"Grandma we are back!"

"Just come back. Sit down and eat. Your grandpa and Xiao Feng will wait for you after they make a large table!"

Several people in Jiang Zaide screamed in, and returned instantly.

dinner time.

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