Chapter 11 Mission Reward
After drinking and eating, everyone was rubbing their stomachs and half lying on the chairs with satisfied faces, even Chen Xiuxiu was no exception.
The eight dishes and one soup on the table were wiped clean, not even the soup was left, and the plate was as clean as if someone had licked it.
If they weren't afraid of the old man being angry, Jiang Jiankang and Jiang Jiandang wouldn't mind licking the plates.
As Jiang Weiguo has gotten older over the years, although his body is still strong, his physical strength is not as good as before. Such a sumptuous meal may not be available even during the Chinese New Year.
Jiang Jiandang looked at the empty plates on the table, and then thought about his son who had no talent in cooking and could only eat, and suddenly felt that he could not make steel out of iron.
Jiang Shoucheng, who was admitted to the Imperial Medical University and was on the high-speed train back, sneezed and rubbed his nose, thinking that the air-conditioning on the high-speed train was too much.
"From now on, I will go to the morning market to buy vegetables every morning. Buy fresh and natural products. Don't put those pesticides and hormones in front of me." After Chen Duxiu and Chen Xiuxiu left, Jiang Weiguo began to give instructions every day. task.
Jiang Jiandang nodded repeatedly. The quality of the ingredients directly affects the taste of the dishes.
"Xiao Feng learns cooking from me every day and teaches me how to cook. If you don't know the basic skills, how can you inherit your father's restaurant in the future? What did you cook this morning?" Jiang Weiguo was obviously very dissatisfied with the porridge Jiang Feng cooked in the morning. , "When I was a child, I learned to cook, but I ran away as soon as I finished practicing my knife skills. I said that studying is important. It's so important! Studying is important. What can I do if I major in optoelectronic information? It's better to be a cook and have a future."
"Back then, when your great-grandfather was the chef at Tai Feng House, so many dignitaries and dignitaries couldn't even get a meal for themselves despite spending a lot of money." The old man had obviously always been resentful of Jiang Feng's refusal to learn cooking on the pretext of studying.
Jiang Feng:...
He really loved learning back then!
If he doesn't study, he has to hang a sandbag, cut potatoes, cucumbers, and tofu. After cutting, he rubs some medicine on his hands and wraps a gauze pack, and he has to continue cutting. Do you think he likes to study?
"Dad, what about me?" Jiang Jiankang eagerly waited for his father to assign tasks to him.
"Are you done with your business?" Jiang Weiguo glanced at Jiang Jiankang.
"That's right, your business is no longer available?" Comrade Wang Xiulian agreed, and glanced at Jiang Jiankang, then smiled at Mr. Jiang Weiguo, "Dad, I can help wash the vegetables. I wash them every day, and they are very clean."
You can wash vegetables at home and eat freshly cooked dishes cooked by the old man. This deal is not uneconomical.
Jiang Jiankang:......
The old man nodded slightly, agreeing.
As soon as the old man got up, Wang Xiulian and Li Mingli began to collect the dishes and chopsticks almost at the same time, saying in unison: "I'll wash the dishes!"
The old man never cared about such trivial matters. He walked to the kitchen, took out the chopping board and kitchen knife, picked out a few potatoes and radishes from a large bag of potatoes and radishes bought by Jiang Jiankang, and placed them in front of Jiang Feng.
"Cut the potatoes into cubes and slice the radishes. Let me see if your knife skills are useless." Jiang Weiguo said.
Jiang Feng's knife skills were naturally wasted.
Amid the scolding of Mr. Jiang Weiguo, Jiang Feng regained the time he spent with potatoes, radishes and cucumbers when he was young.
In the evening, Jiang Weiguo picked some potato chunks and radish slices that were barely edible and fried a few plates of side dishes. The rest were sent to the store for Jiang Jiankang to fry and sell to customers.
For the next period of time, healthy snacks such as stir-fried rice with potatoes and radish are on sale every day.
Jiang Feng felt that she was a small work of cutting vegetables behind the hotel. Every day, she took the kitchen knife and "Dangdang Dangdang" and then the dishes that were fortunately cut out were abandoned by the chef.
Fortunately, Jiang Feng progressed from cutting vegetables to cutting meat.
Finally, we no longer have to eat fried potatoes with minced meat, stir-fried radishes with minced meat, and cucumbers with coir raincoats every day.
In order to celebrate Jiang Feng's successful completion of a complete chicken, Jiang Weiguo decided to make a boneless braised chicken with this little farm chicken whose body was tortured during the bone removal process.
"You can touch the pot starting tomorrow." Jiang Weiguo announced at the dinner table.
Jiang Feng, who spent more than ten days rediscovering his knife skills, cried with joy.
During this period of time, Chen Xiuxiu went from being too embarrassed to come over to eat every day, to coming to the meal uninvited, to coming an hour or two early every day to work with Wang Xiulian and Li Mingli. Not eating.
They both took a fancy to the same piece of chicken at the same time.
When the chopsticks touched each other, Jiang Feng couldn't help but sigh, this day has finally come.
It was a piece of chicken that was evenly colored, fried until golden, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and looked great.
"Aren't you trying to lose weight? Boneless braised chicken is too high in calories and not suitable for you." Jiang Feng persuaded.
"Xiu Xiu still needs to lose weight?" Jiang Shoucheng, who was immersed in eating, suddenly looked up, his face full of shock.
"I can't even stop your mouth!" Jiang Weiguo cursed.
Jiang Shoucheng immediately lowered his head and continued to eat the chicken, following his grandfather's instructions and covering his mouth with food.
"How can you lose weight if you don't eat enough?" Chen Xiuxiu relied on her years of experience in grabbing food from Jiang Feng's rice bowl. With a flexible twist of her wrist and a slap of her chopsticks, she opened Jiang Feng's chopsticks and successfully put the braised chicken on the plate.
"Ding, complete the side mission: [Neighbor's Wish], and get the mission reward of cooking porridge (intermediate level)."
Jiang Feng was in a trance while chopping vegetables these days, almost forgetting that he still had a mission.
Chen Xiuxiu from a year ago is back!
Looking at the braised chicken in Chen Xiuxiu's bowl, Jiang Feng didn't know whether he was happy or sad.
"You start with scrambled eggs in the afternoon." The old man began to assign study tasks to Jiang Feng.
"Grandpa, how about I cook some porridge for you this afternoon?" Jiang Feng tried to bargain, using his superb porridge-making skills (intermediate level) to conquer the old man.
"Porridge, porridge, porridge, how come you are so fond of making porridge in our Jiang family?" The old man became more and more angry during this period, "You practiced knife skills for so many years when you were a child just to make porridge now."
Jiang Feng was speechless.
Jiang Feng guessed that the old man regretted it and came over to teach him cooking skills on a whim. However, he found that he was still a brat and couldn't be taught.
I want to make a dish that is approved by the old man.
Unless Grandpa is possessed!
After dinner, Wang Xiulian, Li Mingli and Chen Xiuxiu rushed to wash the dishes as usual. Jiang Shoucheng was ordered by the old man to go to the store to help. Jiang Feng picked up the kitchen knife and continued "dang, dang, dang, dang."
You have to cut the ingredients for cooking in the afternoon.
I didn’t even take the time to check out what porridge cooking (intermediate level) was. If I made a wrong cut, I would hear the old man’s angry roar.
"Jiang Feng, you didn't eat at noon! You can't even chop vegetables!"
At this time, Chen Xiuxiu would take a cucumber and gnaw on it while watching the fun.
ruthless.
Hey, woman. (End of chapter)