Chapter 215 A master of one dish (3)
With his previous experience in Han Guishan's memory, Jiang Feng looked at the night sky and realized that staying there all night was not that boring. He returned to the room at dawn and waited for Jiang Weiguo and Master Huang to get up.
The two of them had been working hard these days, but they got up early. Maybe it was a habit they developed while working in a state-owned hotel. Not long after Jiang Feng entered the room, Jiang Weiguo got up, and not long after, Master Huang also woke up.
Put on old clothes that are clean in spirit. After all, you are going to have a big dinner and see the world, so naturally you have to dress decently.
After leaving the guest house, the two of them tacitly went straight to the small restaurant where they had eaten yesterday and had a bowl of braised noodles each.
It was still full of ingredients, richer than last night, with chewy noodles and thick soup. A large bowl of noodles went down in a slurping manner, and within a few minutes there was no soup left.
"If I could eat a bowl of this kind of noodles every day, wouldn't it be a magical life!" Master Huang sighed.
"A bowl of noodles costs one dollar and five cents." Jiang Weiguo reminded him kindly. Master Huang's monthly salary is probably only enough for him to eat noodles.
Master Huang immediately sighed, looked at the empty bowl and sighed: "It would be great if my mother-in-law could also eat it. She has never even been out of our market, let alone eat such good food."
"I'll cook it for my sister-in-law when I get back, but I may only be able to make it 50% or 60% delicious." Jiang Weiguo said. After two meals, he had almost figured out all the ingredients and recipes, but City Z didn't have such abundant raw materials, and he didn't Dare to talk too much.
The owner, who is also the chef, is also an accountant at the front desk calculating sales. He overheard the conversation between the two and didn't pay much attention to it. He just thought they were bragging.
Is it true that such a powerful person can still eat braised noodles in a small shop like his?
Now Chef Sun of Jubaolou is recruiting apprentices, and any chef with some skills doesn't want to try his luck. The shopkeeper shook his head, looked at the two braggarts in the shop, and secretly laughed at the young man for bragging and not drafting.
After the two of them finished eating the noodles, they had something in their stomachs and strength in their bodies. Jiang Weiguo, the master of road recognition, judged the direction and led Master Huang to the Jubao Tower.
The guest house is located in a very remote area, while Jubao Building is in the central city, or where it is located is the central city. I asked for directions several times along the way, but because there was no way to go in a hurry, I walked for three or four hours to get there. Jubao Tower.
Master Huang wished he had four eyes along the way. He could see everything fresh, just like a person who had been trapped in the mountains for decades and entered the city for the first time. If he encountered anything that was different from City Z, he would secretly write it down so that he could brag about it when he went back. I also accumulated a lot of material along the way.
Jubao House, like Tai Feng House, is a stand-alone restaurant. It is very lively and not inferior to the star-rated hotels of later generations, let alone in this era. It is no wonder that it is called the No. 1 restaurant in FJ.
Two cars were parked at the entrance of Jubao Building, and a table was set up. Many people gathered around to watch the excitement. Master Huang went to see the car and Jiang Weiguo went to see the table.
"Comrade, what is the purpose of this table here?" Master Huang squeezed over to see the excitement of the table after looking at the car.
"This is the entrance examination for Chef Sun to recruit apprentices!" said a person nearby who was also watching the excitement, glanced at Master Huang, and asked: "From out of town?"
"Yes, I heard that Chef Sun was recruiting apprentices and I came here to have a look. How many have Chef Sun hired?" Master Huang said.
"Forget it, none of them have been confiscated. It's been more than a week and the deadline is the day after tomorrow. Chef Sun didn't like any of them." A person watching the excitement said.
"Hey, so strict!" Master Huang was surprised.
"That's not true." Those who watched the fun looked proud, "Of course Chef Sun is strict in recruiting apprentices. He is not only a Fujian chef but also a Cantonese chef. Many chefs from the neighboring Guangdong province have come here in the past few days. Apprenticeship!”
"Then why didn't he like any of them?" Master Huang asked very cooperatively.
"Chef Sun is demanding! Comrade, let me tell you, this is just the first level. If you cut the white radish thin enough and fast enough, you can pass it. Many chefs have passed it these days. But the second level can be It’s difficult. Chef Sun makes a dish and asks others to make the same dish. He only teaches it once. If Chef Sun is satisfied, he will accept apprentices. As a result, no one has satisfied Chef Sun in the past few days.”
"Oh, then those out-of-town chefs' trip was in vain!" The two of them sang and sang together, just like they were talking about cross talk.
"How can you say that this trip was in vain? Although Chef Sun did not accept them, he would give some pointers as to who Chef Sun was. His two words of advice made the chefs so happy that they left one by one. They were all in high spirits.”
"Oh, it's so awesome!" Master Huang stared at the chopping board on the table inside, his eyes gleaming, and turned to Jiang Weiguo and said, "Xiao Jiang, do you want to try it?"
"Hey, this comrade is also a chef?" The onlookers were suddenly excited, "Comrade, there is no one here anyway. Do you want to try it? If you are lucky enough to be accepted by Chef Sun as his apprentice, you can go to the big restaurant. Good luck!”
Jiang Weiguo shook his head, raised his head and glanced at the signboard of Jubao Tower, and said: "My level is limited, so I'd better not embarrass myself and be conspicuous."
Master Huang guessed what Jiang Weiguo was thinking, pulled Jiang Weiguo away from the crowd, and said: "Xiao Jiang, don't think about that building in Peiping anymore. After so many years, you still have to say whether you are here or not. Even if you are here, now It’s a public-private partnership, and it doesn’t belong to you.”
"I didn't think about it." Jiang Weiguo said stubbornly.
The two walked into the Treasure Building.
The air is filled with a strong aroma, like the aroma of wine, but also with other smells, which attracts the greedy insects in the body. The fragrance floats everywhere, making people salivate just by smelling it.
Because Jiang Jiankang had made the unsuccessful Buddha Jumping Over the Wall in a healthy cooking restaurant, Jiang Feng could smell the fragrance and it was Buddha Jumping Over the Wall. Jiang Feng could only sigh in his heart that it was indeed the treasure house from when Chef Sun was still alive. The smell alone could make people yearn for it. Master Huang, who didn't know by looking at his expression, thought he hadn't eaten in three days.
The waiter led them to the counter. There was a menu sign on the wall behind. The waiter said: "What do you two comrades want to eat?"
"Comrade, what kind of food does this taste like?" Master Huang asked.
"Buddha jumps over the wall, but Buddha jumps over the wall has been sold out, you two can come back in the evening." The waiter said.
Master Huang was both regretful and fortunate at the same time. He was regretful that he couldn't eat delicious food, but he was fortunate that his wallet escaped unscathed.
After staring at the dishes for a long time, Master Huang, who knew nothing about Cantonese and Fujian cuisine, was so confused that he handed over the responsibility of ordering to Jiang Weiguo: "Xiao Jiang, come and order!"
Jiang Wei Guodao: "Baked lobster in soup, two portions of braised noodles, lychee meat, and golden dried tofu."
"Sixty-five yuan, six cents and eight cents," the waiter said.
Jiang Weiguo took out the money quickly.
Master Huang was completely stunned.
One meal consumed two months of his salary, which was completely beyond his mental expectations.
What must this be made of, dragon liver and phoenix marrow?
"Master Huang, I'm going to treat you to this meal. Thanks to you for taking care of me in the past few years, I take it as my thanks to you." Jiang Weiguo said.
The waiter took the money and pointed them to a table and asked them to sit there.
"This...this..." Master Huang felt that the care he had taken for Jiang Weiguo in the past two years was not worth this meal worth more than 60 yuan, but reason told him that if he really paid for this meal and went back, his mother-in-law would have to pay for it. Chase him with a knife and chop him down at least three streets.
"I'll ask your sister-in-law to inquire more about you when I go back, select carefully, and introduce you to a good partner!" Thousands of words turned into one sentence to help you introduce a partner.
The table where Jiang Weiguo was sitting was right next to the kitchen. Jiang Feng slipped into the kitchen to see what the kitchen in Jubaolou was like.
Jiang Feng's first impression when he walked in was that it was lively.
Very lively.
There are many people, but it is not chaotic. Everyone is organized and has their own division of labor. There is a person beside the stove who is usually the center of the kitchen. It must be Chef Sun.
Next to Chef Sun stood a teenage boy whose facial features were somewhat similar to his. He must be Sun Guanyun.
"What kind of lobster should be used for baked lobster in soup?" Chef Sun asked.
"Flower Lobster."
"You said two days ago that you wanted to learn this dish. You bit off more than you can chew. I won't teach you. A customer just happened to order it. I'll make it again and see how much you can learn. Go pick the lobster first." Chef Sun said.
The water tank was in the corner of the kitchen. Jiang Feng wanted to walk over and see Naihe, but he couldn't because of distance restrictions. I could only watch from a distance as Sun Guanyun went to pick lobsters. A moment later, he came over with a lively flower lobster with teeth and claws dancing, full of energy and lively eyes.
Chef Sun took the lobster and died on the spot after two cuts.
It is not easy to get into the back kitchen of Jubao House. Even a small worker who washes vegetables must have some real ability and talent to come in and wash vegetables. Chef Sun generally does not hide his secrets and can learn both skills as long as he is willing.
Wash the lobster, remove the head and take out the internal organs, remove the shrimp line and tail, chop into large pieces, and wrap in a layer of cornstarch.
This was the first time Jiang Feng had seen such a big flower lobster, so he thought it was a novelty.
The steps for handling lobster are not complicated. Just control the oil temperature, fry the lobster in the pan until it is 7 mature, and then take it out. When frying, you need to pour oil on the surface of the lobster meat to allow it to shrink and set. Then put the lobster and butter into the pot and stir-fry, add the stock and other seasonings, and put it on the plate after taking it out of the pot.
The essence of the entire dish is in the soup. Making a good pot of soup is the key to this dish.
There is another way to eat this dish. After eating the lobster, stir it into the noodles and let the noodles absorb the lobster soup. It is another delicious way.
The soup is ready-made, and Jiang Fengfeng can't tell anything about it. This dish is not difficult to make. If there is ready-made stock, Jiang Feng might be able to make it well.
It's just that he is not very familiar with lobsters, so he may encounter some problems when cutting them into pieces.
There is no way, as Z City is an inland city, seafood is too expensive.
"Dad, this dish doesn't look like much." Sun Guanyun didn't think this dish was difficult.
"It doesn't look like much, you'll know when you start cooking it." Chef Sun said, "Every dish is not difficult, but it is difficult to cook it well."
"What's the next dish?" Chef Sun asked.
"Lychee meat, master, just let me cook this dish." said a fat young man next to him.
"I'll do it. I'll order the baked lobster in soup instead of the noodles. They're probably guests from out of town. It's not easy to come all the way. They come all the way to our store to give us face. We'll serve them later. A portion of Yi noodles." Chef Sun said.
"What luck." Sun Guanyun muttered softly.
I don’t know if they were lucky to be given a copy of Yi Mian, or if they were lucky to have Chef Sun cook two dishes for them.
Jiang Feng knew how to make lychee meat. Although he also wanted to watch Chef Sun cook, he wanted to know the old man's reaction after eating the baked lobster in soup.
Jiang Feng felt that this memory was still with him. The old man had not yet participated in the selection of vegetable cutting outside. He had plenty of opportunities to watch Chef Sun cook.
After taking a shortcut through the wall and returning to the old man, Master Huang was rubbing his hands excitedly and looking around.
"Xiao Jiang, don't tell me, no wonder the food in this store is so expensive. Look at the decoration, it's better than our state-owned hotel!" Master Huang firmly believes that since the food in Jubaolou is so expensive, everything must be good, even The chopsticks are better than those in their state-owned restaurant.
"Jubao Building is an old store that was passed down from before. It also cost a lot of money to renovate." Jiang Weiguodao, looking at the interior decoration of Jubao Building, seemed to have seen Taifeng Building in Peking.
"Baked lobster in soup." The waiter brought the dish to the table, "Chef Sun said that I will serve you some Yi noodles later. Just mix the Yi noodles in after eating the lobster."
"Thank you, comrade, thank you!" Master Huang was so happy when he heard that he could also give away a portion of noodles, as if he had gotten a huge advantage.
The presentation of the baked lobster in soup is very beautiful. The shrimp heads stand high, the shrimp tails are slightly raised, and the shrimp meat is balled up in the middle, covered with soup. There is half a finger deep of soup at the bottom of the plate, which is the same color as the lobster shell. The colors are very flattering.
"My dear, are all the platters in big hotels like this?" Master Wang couldn't help but admired, stretched out his chopsticks and picked up a piece of shrimp meat.
"It's delicious, it's really delicious! It's even more delicious than what you cook, Xiao Jiang!" Master Huang could only use his own poor language to praise the baked lobster in front of him.
One piece, two pieces.
Master Huang originally wanted to pick up the third piece, but when he saw that there was not a lot of shrimp meat on the plate, and remembered that Jiang Weiguo had invited him for this meal, he put away his chopsticks.
"Xiao Jiang, you eat, you eat too! My bowl of noodles this morning was too much, so I'm a little full, so I'll save my stomach for the next dish." Master Huang didn't look at the baked lobster in front of him.
Jiang Weiguo picked up his chopsticks and picked up a piece of shrimp meat.
When I entered the mouth, I chewed twice and paused.
"How is it? Is it delicious? I have never eaten such delicious food in my life!" Master Huang said.
"It's delicious." Jiang Weiguo looked at the lobster in front of him.
"Master Huang, let's leave in two days."
"Huh? That's great. Why, do you have anything else to do here?" Master Huang asked.
"It's something." Jiang Weiguo said, "I want to learn a dish."
"Huh?" Before Master Huang could react, Jiang Weiguo stood up.
"Xiao Jiang, why are you going? The food hasn't been served yet!"
"Go and take the entrance exam."
"Huh?"
The next second, Jiang Feng was kicked out of his memory.
Jiang Feng sat on the bed:? ? ?
I've even taken off my pants and you're just going to show me this? ? ?
This feeling was like watching a movie halfway through and about to enter the most exciting part. Just when he was waiting with bated breath, the browser reminded him that he could not continue watching because he was not a member.
What kind of shit game is this?
Do you want to top up money? Do you want VIP? How much do you charge? How much money do I need to charge to finish reading this memory?
I can consider anything with less than 20 yuan!
Jiang Feng was very angry now. He had never had such a strong desire to complain about this hot chicken game. He didn't even want to look at the recipes he got. He closed the properties panel and lay down to sleep.
Anyway, it’s not like Buddha jumping over the wall!
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