Chapter 14: Cucumber in coir raincoat
The decoration and layout of the new store were beyond Jiang Jiankang's imagination. Although he was still a little frustrated at first, he abandoned his son with high morale and took Comrade Wang Xiulian to the nearby farmer's market to inquire about the situation.
For such a large store, the supply of ingredients needs to be carefully selected.
Jiang Feng, who was abandoned by his parents, went back to the dormitory with Wang Hao as usual.
"Brother Feng, I just saw a clear soup with agarwood on the menu on the first floor. What is that dish?" Wang Hao asked curiously.
"He doesn't know how to cook the dishes that my dad brought to support the show." Jiang Feng said. Seeing that Wang Hao was a little stunned, he explained to him, "That dish uses white bird's nest as the main food. My dad can only talk about it on paper, but in fact I have never done it before, but my grandfather did it when he was a chef in a state-owned hotel.”
Wang Hao suddenly said: "No wonder your cooking skills are so good, it is passed down from family."
When he walked to the school supermarket, Jiang Feng suddenly stopped.
"Do you want to eat coir raincoat cucumber?"
He had dried chili peppers and chili oil in his bag.
Wang Hao is also known to love to eat, so you must gain a lot of experience points by cooking for him. If he had waited until he had tasted Comrade Jiang Jiankang's cooking tonight before cooking for him, he would probably not be as easy to fool as before.
Of course Wang Hao knows about the coir raincoat cucumber: "Brother Feng, you actually still have this hand? Let's go, there are cucumbers in the supermarket. When you are ready, I will post it on WeChat to make those guys next door greedy."
Jiang Feng's eyes lit up: "They all came to school?"
"They all came in advance to welcome the new year. All the animals are here. Brother Feng, we have to close the door tightly now. They smelled the pork rib rice last time and didn't leave me a bite." Wang Hao said with a smile.
"It's okay. Cut a few more. Go and ask them if they want to eat." Of course, Jiang Feng wouldn't refuse. In his opinion, these people have nothing but experience points!
Now that Jiang Feng had said it, Wang Hao took out his mobile phone and asked everyone in the WeChat group. As expected, he received enthusiastic responses from the boys who returned to school early.
Jiang Feng bought ten cucumbers.
The cucumbers in the school supermarket are not very fresh, and they look ripened at first glance. The quality was not good, so he didn't bother to choose. He took a ten-pack that was passable, weighed it himself, and went to the cashier to pay.
Seeing that he bought ten cucumbers, the cashier lady looked at him a few more times.
"Don't buy vegetables at school. They're all produced by hormones." Perhaps because Jiang Feng looked pretty good, the aunt added another word to remind her, "There is a small vegetable market behind the wholesale market. Many of them are grown by themselves." Yes, it’s fresh without pesticides.”
"Thank you, auntie." Jiang Feng thanked him sweetly, took out his mobile phone and told Comrade Jiang Jiankang the news.
Wang Hao was waiting for Jiang Feng at the entrance of the supermarket. When he saw him coming out with a big bag of cucumbers, he was surprised and asked, "Brother Feng, I remember that we don't have a kitchen knife in our dormitory, right?"
There is only a sharp fruit knife in the dormitory, which is why Jiang Feng is usually reluctant to cook in the dormitory. It takes a long time to cut meat with a fruit knife, which is troublesome.
"A fruit knife will do." Jiang Feng said.
The coir raincoat cucumber relies on knife skills, and the ingredients come second. Each family has its own taste, and it won't be much different.
As for knife skills.
With such basic knife skills, Jiang Feng was able to cut a complete coir raincoat cucumber since he was in fifth grade.
The dormitory was on the fifth floor. When Jiang Feng walked up to the fifth floor carrying a bag of seasonings and a bag of cucumbers, he almost thought he was in the wrong dormitory.
From behind the stairs to 501, there were crowds of people, tall, short, fat and thin. At a quick glance, there were at least a dozen people.
For those who didn’t know, they thought they were gathering people here to block people and start a fight.
"Holy shit, I just said that and you all came here." Wang Hao couldn't help but cursed when he saw this situation.
There were Jiang Feng's classmates, some from the same department, and some who often came to Wang Hao's canteen to buy things and frequented 501.
"We are here to support the opening of Brother Feng's new store!" Li Jianyi, who was in the same class, joked.
"My store will open the day after tomorrow, everyone remember to come and support me." Jiang Feng said with a smile, and Wang Hao opened the door and entered the dormitory.
The fruit knife was on Jiang Feng's table. Jiang Feng went to the balcony to wash the cucumbers and the fruit knife. Wang Hao quickly started wiping the table. The plastic chopping board broke last semester and I didn’t buy a new one. I had to cut cucumbers on the table.
After washing the cucumbers, Jiang Feng picked up the knife and skillfully made the cut with the knife diagonally and then with the straight knife. His movements were as skillful as if he were not holding a fruit knife but one of those magical knives in the Little Master.
The eyes of the few people standing at the door who came to support him all looked straight.
Jiang Feng's cooking skills are only as good as those of students from University A.
Find a larger restaurant in City A and have a lot of chefs who are better than Jiang Feng.
These people all had a good relationship with Jiang Feng, and after looking at Wang Hao's circle of friends, they thought that Jiang Feng's family had gone into debt to open a store, and they came to support Jiang Feng.
They all agreed to eat a few bites of cucumber each and give each of them five or ten yuan on the pretext of vegetable money, so as to save Jiang Feng from living in poverty when he first started school. The coir raincoat cucumber is not the point at all, but the support is the point.
But now, several people at the door couldn't help but stare at the fruit knife in Jiang Feng's hand.
Brush brush brush brush.
The movement was as fast as in a TV show.
501 Because we often cook hot pot in winter, we need to have a complete set of condiments and plates. Jiang Feng took out two plates, put the cut cucumbers into a circle, added salt, sesame oil, and sugar. He also took out the vinegar that the old man had brewed himself, dried dried chili peppers, and the chili oil he had made from the bag he brought back. .
In his early years, the old man learned how to make vinegar from a master who made vinegar in Shanxi. In his opinion, most of the vinegars sold on the market now have no soul.
As soon as the jars of chili oil and vinegar are opened, the aroma comes out.
"Do you like sour or spicy food?" Jiang Feng asked the people at the door first.
“It’s so spicy!”
"Sour, sour is good!"
"Everything is fine, everything is fine."
The four people gave three answers. At this time, they could not remember that they were here to cheer. They only had eyes for the two plates of cucumbers.
Jiang Feng just added more dried chili peppers to the normal proportion.
Ten cucumbers may seem like a lot, but if you divide them among a dozen people, they won’t be much.
Wang Hao took advantage of being near the water and got the moon first, trying to monopolize one, but he was severely criticized by everyone and lost three-quarters of it.
The chili oil made by the old man was so powerful that several students who couldn't eat spicy food were so spicy that they almost burst into tears, but they still fought on the front line to grab food.
The door of 501 is filled with a spicy and sour smell.
Originally, some people wanted to praise the taste of cucumbers politely, but those who had this idea only saw a few plates of vinegar with dried chili peppers.
The students who came down from the sixth floor to take out the garbage saw so many people gathered around the fifth floor and the delicious hot and sour smell was still filling the air. They asked curiously: "What are you eating here?"
"There's nothing to eat. If you get jealous, let's help clean up." Everyone said the same thing. What would happen if there was another person sharing the food.
Ten trays of coir raincoat cucumbers were swept away by everyone like hungry wolves.
During this period, Jiang Feng listened to "Ding, gain 111 experience points."
"Ding, get 167 experience points."
"Ding, get 109 experience points."
The mood is simply not too wonderful.
After sharing the food, everyone started rushing to wash the dishes enthusiastically.
"Oops!" Jiang Feng's fellow student in the same department slapped his thigh and looked like he suddenly understood, "Brother Feng, I almost forgot to pay for the coir raincoat cucumber, so I scanned the QR code on Brother Hao's bedside and paid it to Brother Hao first. , Brother Hao, remember to give it to Brother Feng!”
"Oh, why did I forget it!"
"Oh, look at my memory, Haozi, I'll give you the money too."
Everyone looked like they were suddenly enlightened. Their poor acting skills made Jiang Feng embarrassed to expose them.
The most important thing is that everyone pays and runs away, which is too deliberate.
Wang Hao looked confused at the series of payment notification tones on his cell phone.
"When did they pay for the food they took for granted?"
Jiang Feng smiled and started to put away the seasoning: "If you hadn't been posting false advertisements in WeChat Moments every day, they would have thought that I would be too poor to eat."
Wang Hao:......
"What should I do with the money?"
"Keep it for now and give it back when they go to my store for a discount." Jiang Feng said.
After packing up the things, Jiang Feng specially picked out the seasonings and put them in bags to take to the store in the evening.
Wang Hao recalled the plate of coir raincoat cucumbers and asked, "Brother Feng, how does your father's craftsmanship compare with the plate of cucumbers just now?"
Jiang Feng thought for a while and said seriously: "The plate of cucumbers just now was delicious because it was made with vinegar and chili oil made by my grandfather. It was probably the same as my dad's usual level."
"What my dad cooked tonight must be his specialty dishes, and the level is definitely higher than the plate of cucumbers just now."
"Gudong."
Wang Hao swallowed involuntarily. (End of chapter)