Chapter 188 Kimchi
The two old men came here with lunch in hand. If we estimate based on the past customer flow, the lunchtime business of the healthy stir-fry restaurant has come to an end at this time. Jiang Jiankang has already finished cooking half of the dishes. All he needs is for the two old men to go to the kitchen to add the icing on the cake and add two hard dishes, and today's meal will come to a perfect end.
But today was different. It was already close now. The Healthy Restaurant was still crowded with customers, and Jiang Feng was assigned to clean the tables in the lobby.
Jiang Weiguo smelled an unusual smell.
Jiang Feng, who was cleaning the table near the door, was the first to notice the two old men.
"Grandpa, Third Grandpa." Jiang Feng said, "My dad just started cooking, I guess he will have to wait for a while."
Jiang Weiming saw the ants climbing the tree and Sichuan-style jelly on the guest's table, and asked with a smile: "Girl Wu cooked new dishes today?"
"It's not her, it's her father who is here to help in the kitchen." Jiang Feng explained while clearing away the empty plates on the table and wiping the table clean quickly.
Jiang Weiming thought for a while and said to Jiang Weiguo: "Girl Wu's father should be Wu Hanxue, Old Man Wu's eldest son. As I told you before, he is very talented. He should be the chef of Wu's restaurant now. Let's go in and have a look. , I haven’t seen it for more than ten years.”
Wu Hanxue is still frying ants and climbing trees.
He couldn't remember which pot this was. Even at Wu's Restaurant, he was rarely so busy and would not cook several dishes repeatedly with such frequency and intensity.
Wu Hanxue wiped the sweat from his head, put the ants in the pot on a tree, put them on a plate and took them out of the pot.
"Qiqi, how many more dishes are there?" Wu Hanxue asked.
Wu Minqi looked at the note, "3 portions of Sichuan flavored jelly, 1 portion of chestnut roast chicken."
Jiang Jiankang has already begun to nibble cucumbers next to him.
"Dad, Third Uncle!" Seeing the two old men arriving, Jiang Jiankang hurriedly greeted them and reported on his cooking progress, "I cooked a plate of three delicacies, a plate of Kung Pao chicken and a plate of braised cod. Take a look - —”
Jiang Weiguo glanced at the cooking table and saw the fried and crispy ingredients prepared by Jiang Jiankang, and said: "Since we have guests, I will cook two more good dishes."
"Okay!" Jiang Jiankang suddenly smiled.
Jiang Weiming walked up to Wu Hanxue and said, "Just rest, I'll do the rest. Little brother, save the fried double crisp for me to make at the end."
When it comes to the skill of Shandong cuisine, Jiang Weiguo is not as good as Jiang Weiming.
"Okay." Jiang Weiguo responded.
Wu Hanxue was finally able to take a breather and take a rest. He took the tissue from Wu Minqi and wiped his sweat. He politely said to Jiang Weiming: "Uncle Jiang, my dad heard about you from Qiqi after the new year and always said he wanted to meet you."
"I'm afraid your father's original words were not so polite. How is his health now?" Jiang Weiming said with a smile.
At that time, Jiang Weiming and Wu Xiuyun (Wu Minqi's grandfather) were the two most famous chefs in the provincial capital of Shu, and their cooking skills were equally good. Jiang Weiming's best dish is not fish head with chopped pepper, but bean curd with chicken sauce. Just because it was praised by foreign guests, it has become an iconic dish and has always surpassed Wu Xiuyun.
Because of this, the relationship between the two was not harmonious back then. Jiang Weiming had a good temper, but Wu Xiuyun had a bad temper. Like Jiang Weiguo, whenever he spoke to Jiang Weiming back then, his words always contained a gun and a stick.
Now that so many years have passed, when I think back to those days, I actually feel a little nostalgic.
"Look at what you said, after so many years, can my dad still be the same as before? He is in good health and can still cook in the kitchen from time to time." Wu Hanxue drank a glass of water and continued, "He said, wait Next time I meet you, I want to compare my cooking skills with you.”
"I'm afraid this is the only truth. His temperament has really not changed at all. I'm old and can't compete anymore. I'm too tired to cook fish heads with chopped peppers. I'm afraid I won't be able to cook dishes like boiled cabbage for a long time. "I can't compare to him." Jiang Weiming smiled bitterly.
"Uncle San, do you know how to make boiled cabbage?" Jiang Jiankang's eyes lit up. Jiang Jianguo was beaten for this dish when he was a child. The brothers were not very impressed by this state banquet dish.
"I have lived in Sichuan for most of my life, so I know how to do it, but it is not as good as Wu Minqi's grandfather. His boiled cabbage is the best in Sichuan. By the way, is this dish still your store's signature dish? "Jiang Weiming asked.
"My dad has rarely done it in the past few years. He can't even do it a few times a year. It's long gone." Wu Hanxue said.
While talking, ants climbed up the tree and came out of the pot.
Just by looking at it, it can be seen that it is much better than what Wu Hanxue did.
"Your cooking skills are getting better and better." Wu Hanxue praised.
Wu Hanxue and Jiang Weiming chatted all the time, Jiang Weiguo concentrated on cooking and showed off his skills in front of the guests, Wu Minqi and Jiang Jiankang were working as gourmets in the kitchen, and Jiang Feng was busy in the lobby.
By the time all the dishes were out of the pot and ready for dinner, the lobby was almost finished, with only a few guests still eating.
There weren't many dishes, but they were all what Jiang Weiguo and Jiang Weiming were good at. Jiang Feng was tired all afternoon and just ate hard, and had no time to chat or pay attention to anything else.
Wu Hanxue and Jiang Weiming exchanged greetings with each other from time to time. Wu Minqi's mother was surprisingly talkative and chatted with Jiang Jiankang and Wang Xiulian on many topics. As the topic gradually turned to skin care, Comrade Jiang Jiankang was ruthlessly kicked out of the group chat.
After eating two and a half bowls of rice for the first time, Jiang Feng put down his chopsticks with satisfaction.
"Are you making shredded sweet potatoes in the semifinals?" Wu Minqi asked, seeing that Jiang Feng had finished eating and had already finished the battle.
"Yes." Jiang Feng nodded, "What are you doing?"
“Bean sprouts and pork belly.”
"Bean sprouts?" Jiang Feng had never heard of this kind of vegetable.
"A kind of pickled vegetables we have over there is a bit like pickled vegetables. The cooking method is similar to braised pork with pickled vegetables, but it's a little spicy." Wu Minqi explained.
Jiang Feng was a little doubtful about what Wu Minqi said.
"Have you informed the organizer of the ingredients? It's hard to find sprouts here. What if the quality is not good?" Jiang Feng began to worry about his competitors.
"I called the organizer last night and told the organizer about this. I know that there is an old store over there that sells bean sprouts of very good quality. I also gave them the address. The staff of Good Taste called me this morning. Said their staff had already set off for Shu," Wu Minqi said.
Jiang Feng:...
He forgets that the staff at Good Taste can do anything.
"By the way, Uncle Jiang, can I borrow the kitchen to practice this afternoon?" Wu Minqi looked at Jiang Jiankang.
"Use it as you like. If you need anything, tell your uncle and he will buy it for you." Jiang Jiankang was very cheerful.
"I'm really sorry for bothering you, thank you so much." Wu Minqi's mother said.
"It's okay, it's a small thing. My son also has to practice. The kitchen is for children like them in the afternoon. It's always been like this. Mother Wu, what's the name of the brand of facial mask you just mentioned?" Wang Xiulian brought the topic back. Skin care.
"It's a relatively niche brand. I saw it in Japan before, but it works very well, that's..."
Jiang Jiankang was kicked out of the group chat one after another.
"Dad, how many cans of bean sprouts did you bring?" Wu Minqi asked again.
"Two cans."
"Did you bring the kimchi?"
"Bring it."
"Kimchi? You still use kimchi to make braised pork?" Jiang Feng was shocked.
"I'm not making braised pork, I'm bringing it to you to eat." Wu Minqi explained.
"Huh?"
"Didn't you say before that my pickled red-skinned white radish and cowpeas were delicious? So I asked my dad to bring two cans over." Wu Minqi said.
"That...that's so embarrassing." Jiang Feng suddenly remembered the kimchi he ate at the beginning of school, and his mouth suddenly became wet.
Shu pickles are so delicious!
Even pickled chili peppers are delicious!
"It's just two cans of kimchi, nothing much."
Wu Minqi's mother glanced at Wu Minqi quietly, with a smile on her lips.
"Mother Wu, why don't we go shopping tomorrow? There is a store in the city center that seems to be launching new products tomorrow." Wang Xiulian felt that she and Wu Minqi's mother hit it off immediately, and the more they chatted, the more they became more and more attracted to each other.
"Okay." Wu Minqi's mother said with a smile. (End of chapter)