Chapter 253 Let’s do it together
By the time Sun Jikai returned to Tai Feng Building to look for cufflinks, Jiang Feng's first batch of three eight-treasure chestnut pigeons were almost ready. The second batch of three have also been deboned and the fillings are being prepared.
As soon as Sun Jikai entered the kitchen, he saw three squabs that had been deboned and lying flat on the plate like deflated balloons.
Sun Jikai knew that Sun Guanyun taught Jiang Feng the Eight Treasures Lixiang Pigeon, but he never took it to heart, nor did he think that his grandfather could learn it after teaching Jiang Feng only once.
If this dish was so easy to learn, he would have learned it long ago.
But when they met today, Sun Jikai discovered that Jiang Feng's knife skills were really good, even better than he imagined.
"I've looked here, there, and there. I haven't found your cufflinks. You can go look for them yourself or think about whether they fell somewhere else." Ji Yue held one in her right hand that had been chewed by her. After taking two bites of the sweet and sour juicy tomatoes, he took the milk tea from Sun Jikai's hand with his left hand and pointed to him with his eyes, "Oh, I forgot to tell you to buy me a less sugary one. I have been losing weight recently!"< br>
Jiang Feng couldn't help but glance at her and said hehe.
Ever since Ji Yue entered the kitchen, she hasn't stopped talking.
Cucumbers, tomatoes, radishes, as well as the cut watermelons, pineapples and other fruits left over from lunch on the cold vegetable table, every one of them was not spared. During this period, Comrade Wang Xiulian came in and helped her eat two slices of watermelon, four pieces of pineapple and seven cherry tomatoes.
The two of them famously said that eating fruit will not make you fat, but they did not skip a meal when they should eat.
Sun Jikai searched the place where Ji Yue had just searched again, but still found nothing. While Sun Jikai was looking for the cuffs, Jiang Feng's fillings had been prepared, and the first batch of eight-treasure chestnut pigeon was about to be finished.
Putting down the stuffing he had just prepared, Jiang Feng looked at the pigeon bone soup in another pot. It was almost done. The original soup had been transformed into the original food, and he could start preparing the thickening sauce.
This is the key step for Babao Lixiangge. Sun Jikai originally wanted to go to the changing room to see if he had knocked off his cufflinks when changing clothes. When he saw Jiang Feng preparing gravy, he stopped and looked at where he was. The movements of his hands.
"You're wrong. My grandfather's gravy is not that thick. His gravy looks thick, but when you scoop it up with a spoon, it flows down like water." Sun Jikai said.
Looks thick?
Jiang Feng thought about it and found that he couldn't remember clearly.
Sun Guanyun had only done it once, and Jiang Feng couldn't watch the production process over and over like he could watch game recipes. Jiang Feng had long forgotten many details that Sun Guanyun himself had never mentioned.
Jiang Feng hesitated for a moment, and the movements of his hands slowed down. But now the gravy in the pot is already like this, and there is no way to fix it. It can only be served like this.
Sun Jikai watched from the side without making a sound. His expression didn't change until Jiang Feng finished thickening the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon and serving it.
It's a pity and a blessing at the same time. It's a pity that Yu Jiang Feng didn't learn the essence of the Eight Treasure Lixiang Pigeon, and it's also a blessing that Yu Jiang Feng didn't learn the essence of the Eight Treasure Lixiang Pigeon.
Ji Yue looked at the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon in front of her, compared it with the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon that Jiang Feng had made before, and finally evaluated her stomach capacity and already made a decision in her heart.
"I'll ask Qi Rou to come and try it." Ji Yue said that as Qi Rou's boss, she naturally had to protect her younger brother and get him some delicious food.
Qi Rou, who had never seen the world before, was shocked after taking a bite and praised: "This is too delicious. Brother Feng, are you trying new dishes?"
"So be it." Jiang Feng said, starting to make the next portion of gravy.
Since there are too many chefs with the surname Jiang in the back kitchen, everyone calls him Brother Feng if he is younger than Jiang Feng, Master Xiao Jiang or Master Jiang Jiankang if he is older. The two old men are called chefs. Chang or Master Lao Jiang.
Sun Jikai seemed to be fascinated by what he saw, completely forgetting that he was looking for cufflinks, and stood there and continued to watch the movements of Jiang Feng's hands.
"It's still wrong." Sun Jikai said.
"I know, but... I can't make that kind of gravy." Jiang Feng said, turning sideways and pointing to the last pot of pigeon soup, "How about you try it."
"Just try it." Sun Jikai went to the fitting room to change clothes.
Then I saw my cufflinks under my cabinet.
Sun Jikai had already changed his clothes and found his cufflinks, but he didn't move and stood in front of the cabinet, deep in thought.
It has been a long time since he made Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon.
When was the last time you did it?
Three years ago?
Or four years ago?
Before studying abroad, he learned how to make Babao Li Xiangge from Sun Guanyun for a period of time. Later, he went abroad to study and concentrated on his studies. His parents kept hinting on the phone that the second uncle's family had evil intentions, and asked him to study hard and come back after completing his studies to help run the treasure house.
During his years at Wharton, Sun Jikai barely touched a kitchen knife.
Later, after returning from his studies, Sun Jikai was pressured by Sun Guanyun to practice for two years, and he spent a lot of effort to guide his cooking skills. But at that time, Sun Jikai's mind was no longer on cooking. All he could think about was helping his father defeat his second uncle's family and exposing his second uncle's hypocrisy.
If you think about it carefully, going to Wharton to study seems like a dividing line. Before going to Wharton, Sun Jikai's focus in life was cooking. After going to Wharton, Sun Jikai's focus in life became defeating his second uncle's family. The plot directly changed from an inspiring and delicious Chinese little boss to a bloody and vulgar wealthy family. Battle for battle.
Sun Jikai returned to the kitchen.
Jiang Feng was making the second batch of Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeons, and Ji Yue had already eaten them with a spoon.
Sun Jikai was ready to go, his eyes were firm. He had thought about it for so long in the changing room, and he had already figured it out.
Today is the day that Sun Jikai becomes himself again, the day that he comes out of the trough of his life, the day that he proves himself, the day that he changes from thirty years in Hedong to thirty years in Hexi!
Three minutes later——
Sun Jikai overturned gloriously.
Jiang Feng looked at the gravy made by Sun Jikai and had only one thought in his mind.
It makes perfect sense, but how to do it is not as good as what I did.
He has the face of a king, but this part is still bronze.
"This..." Sun Jikai felt a little embarrassed.
"You..." Jiang Feng felt that Sun Jikai was a little embarrassed.
"You guys..." Ji Yue had already finished a portion of the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon, and felt that the atmosphere between Jiang Feng and Sun Jikai was a bit awkward.
"You two might as well cook together. I remember that your Qiqi and Axue were studying cooking together a few days ago. I think what you two did was..."
Neither is good.
Rookies peck each other.
Battle for Bronze.
Jiang Feng felt that what Ji Yue said was reasonable. Sun Jikai was a master of theory. When he first made the gravy, he could tell that he had not made Eight Treasure Lixiang Pigeon for a long time, and the actual operation was not as good as him.
But he saw that Sun Guanyun had done it with his hands many times and could not speak with his hands. If the two of them could study together, they might really be able to make a breakthrough.
Now it depends on whether Sun Jikai is willing or not.
This is their Jubaolou’s dish, and the founder is his grandfather. It’s their Sun family’s own dish, so it’s reasonable even if he doesn’t want to share it.
Sun Jikai hesitated.
If it were anyone else, he would definitely not agree, and would not even make a sound or say a word when he saw them doing it.
But the Jiang family is different, or in other words, Taifeng Tower and Jubao Tower are different.
The chefs in Jubaolou each have their own unique skills. Everyone likes to hide their skills, and even their own apprentices will not teach them all. They usually cook as if they are on guard against thieves. In fact, this situation is very common. No one wants their unique skills to be learned by others and they will have no food to eat. It's just that under the leadership of Sun Guanyun, this trend is more prevalent in Jubao Tower.
But Tai Fung House is different.
The two old men never hid their secrets. Whether it was when Jiang Weiming taught Jiang Weifeng or when they mentored Jiang Feng, they never minded others watching, nor did they mind instructing other chefs. Even if it is the Jiang family's unique skill of sinking sugar in oil, Jiang Weiming doesn't mind being learned by outsiders.
They seem to be deeply afraid that others will not be able to learn, that they will not have time to teach, and that time will pass too quickly and they will not have time to pass on what they have learned throughout their lives to their children.
This is a utopian restaurant, so beautiful that it is even a bit dreamy. Everything that is unreasonable in the Treasure House is reasonable here.
"Okay, let's do it together." Sun Jikai said. (End of chapter)