Chapter 88 Potatoes
Potatoes are a nearly versatile ingredient.
Originating from the Andes Mountains of South America, it was introduced to China in the 16th century. It is an exotic product with high yield per acre and easy to grow. Grandma Jiang planted potatoes on half an acre of land when she was bored. Jiang Feng could cook them however he wanted, steaming or boiling them. It can be roasted, fried, stir-fried, boiled or deep-fried. Anyway, it is all for the pigs in the end.
Jiang Feng also prefers potatoes to vegetables. Greens can only be cooked with heat and a little seasoning, but potatoes are different. Not only can you add a lot of cutting and heat, but you can also add more seasoning than when frying vegetables.
Furthermore, the old man scolded him in more ways.
"Are the potatoes you cut into slices? Why would you fry them for the gods if they were so thin?"
"Are you fried potatoes or fried potatoes? You don't need to add any oil. Do you need so much oil for your plate of shredded potatoes? Cut six more shredded potatoes and come out. Hurry up. I'll see what you do when the oil is hot!"
"I didn't eat at noon. Why did you turn the spoon? The dishes were almost turned out by you."
"I just complimented you two days ago and you were so excited, right? Take a look at the potato chips you fried. Don't you feel that I added too much cooking wine?"
……
The old man is the roar of the tyrant, and Jiang Weiming is the assassin's last touch.
“I didn’t shake the spoon well just now.”
“Not enough time to cook the potato strips.”
"It's too early to thicken the soup."
"You just missed the point with the knife."
……
Jiang Feng was in pain and happy.
It is definitely a very lucky thing to be taught by two cooking masters. Ordinary chefs can't ask for guidance from a cooking master. He has two at this time. No matter how hard he complains, he is a bit blessed. Blessed.
But, I am really tired.
Jiang Feng used up more than 600 kilograms of potatoes in half an acre of land in less than ten days. These days, the four pigs in the pig pen eat potatoes every day, and one of them lies on the ground with his belly up all day, especially Erhua. , I ate the most, as much as I could eat, and gained another layer of fat.
Now, Jiang Feng doesn't want to do anything when he leaves the kitchen every day. He just wants to lie in bed and sleep. When he opens his eyes, he feels like potatoes. When he closes his eyes, he feels like potatoes. His mind is filled with all kinds of ways to make potatoes. Everything he eats tastes like potatoes. Everything he looks at looks like potatoes. Potato.
After frying the last plate of potatoes, Jiang Feng felt like he was in another world.
What should be next, sweet potato, eggplant, or cucumber? Grandma Jiang also planted some cucumbers. Picking them all should be enough for one day's practice.
"Okay, Xiaofeng, you are tired after so many days. Chinese New Year is coming soon. Take a break and go to the city with your cousins for two days." Jiang Weiguo looked at the last plate of spicy and sour potatoes that was obviously abnormal. Si, instead of scolding anyone, she gave Jiang Feng a short vacation.
Jiang Feng: (˙o˙)
Have a holiday?
Have a holiday!
It's actually a holiday! !
Jiang Feng slipped out of the kitchen in a swish, not wanting to stay for a moment longer.
Jiang Feng dug out the "I'll play with you when I go out" emoji that his second cousin often sent to the family group from the photo album on his mobile phone, and sent it to the small group of their cousins.
It’s good to learn physics but I can’t understand it: [Picture]
Studying medicine is great, but I have a headache: Hey, Fengfeng escaped from prison.
The designer is good because he has a good temper: Grandpa, has we allowed us to go back and have a meal?
What's your job as a manager? (Third cousin): Second brother, is it time for you to come to my house for dinner today?
I’m good at physics but I can’t understand it: Grandpa kicked me out~\(≧▽≦)/~
……
After chatting with a few cousins, Jiang Feng finally felt a little like a new person again. The seasoning level had been upgraded to high level two days ago, but by then Jiang Feng had fried potatoes until he was numb and didn't feel much. .
Now that I was suddenly released from prison after serving my sentence, I remembered to take a look at the property panel.
Knife Skills (Advanced): Your knife skills surpass those of most chefs. (Proficiency: 86111/100000)
Heat Level (Advanced): Your heat level has surpassed that of most chefs. (Proficiency: 7962/100000)
Seasoning (Advanced): Your seasoning is better than most chefs. (Proficiency: 4765/100000)
It was such a painful realization to gain more than 10,000 sword skills in just ten days.
Jiang Feng went back to his house to pack his luggage, then dragged his suitcase to town and prepared to take the minibus back to City A. He needs to return to a normal life. If it's not possible, it's okay to stay at home for a few days.
Jiang Weiming heard Jiang Feng dragging his suitcase in the kitchen, and said helplessly: "Xiao Feng has been out of shape for the past two days. He couldn't tell the difference between light and old soy sauce this morning."
"I've been cooking for ten days day and night, and my iron body can't bear it. If you can tell the difference, it's a ghost." Jiang Weiguo could see what kind of state Jiang Feng was in these days. He looked at Jiang Weiming and sighed, "Three Brother, you are too impatient.”
"You obviously know very well that there is no need to rush when it comes to cooking. You have pushed Xiaofeng too hard. If I don't let him rest for a few days, my wife will have to fight for me."
"I know, it's my fault." Jiang Weiming looked at a bucket full of potatoes, "Xiao Feng is a good boy."
"That boy is indeed obedient. The Chinese New Year is coming soon. Let the children have fun. Don't be too impatient. We still have time and teach slowly."
There isn't much time left. Jiang Weiming thought in his heart, but did not say it out loud.
After the initial ecstasy of recognizing his relatives, Jiang Weiming felt more and more that there was not enough time. Jiang Feng is still too young, and his playing skills are good, but many of his skills are not up to standard, but unfortunately, he is too old.
He has a lot of unique skills, but no one can pass them on to him.
He was afraid that Jiang Feng would learn too slowly, and that he would not have time to teach him. He knew very well that his younger brother had not mastered the skills of turning a ladle or deboning a whole chicken, but what was the use of his high level.
His increasingly decaying body and failing spirit reminded him all the time that he was an old man who could fall into hell with just one fall.
In fact, Jiang Weiming himself has not fully understood the secret skills of the Jiang family, such as bone removal, fish filleting, shredding, and gravy, but he is better than Jiang Weiguo, and he is much better than Jiang Weiguo.
He was really impatient and wanted to teach Jiang Feng everything he had learned in his life right away.
Perhaps, he was too impatient.
My brother is right, forcing the child like this will only harm him.
"Take your time." Jiang Weiming said, lowering his eyes.
That's all.
*This chapter is an additional update
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Mr. Jiang is a chef, one of the few chefs at the top of the pyramid. It is my setting that he throws hormone meat and pursues ingredients. It is also my setting that the average weight of the Jiang family is 200+. I don’t care whether it’s intentional or not, whether it’s a joke or not, I’m just unhappy when you call the Jiang family a 200-pound pig. I’m very unhappy, I’m very unhappy!
I am unhappy in the most extreme way. They are all characters written by me, and they are all fictional characters I created that I like. If someone scolds them, I am unhappy in the most extreme way!
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