Chapter 311 This dish is really good
Four dishes were served at once. In terms of appearance, Wu Minqi's chrysanthemum fish is definitely the most beautiful.
The gravy is poured evenly. It tastes sweet and sour at first glance, and it is deep-fried. It is golden and crispy, and is most suitable for children, such as Han Youxin.
"Mom, I want to eat that fish!" Han Youxin pointed at the chrysanthemum fish and said.
Wang Jing gave him a piece of chrysanthemum fish, but her eyes were fixed on the fish head with chopped pepper.
"Old Han, do you think this method of chopping fish head with pepper is a bit similar to Uncle Jiang's, both start from the fish mouth." Wang Jing said.
"Jiang Feng made this dish. Master Jiang probably taught him." Han Guishan also read the menu.
"Oh, yes, look at my memory, I always feel that Uncle Jiang is still in Shu." Wang Jing patted his head.
"Mrs. Han is from Shu? What a coincidence, our editor-in-chief Jiang is also from Shu!" Deputy Editor Wang sat next to Wang Jing and said.
"What a coincidence? I wonder where Editor Jiang is from Shu?" Wang Jing looked at Editor Jiang.
"I'm from the provincial capital, but I haven't been back to Shu very often since I went to work in the magical capital. I haven't been back for many years." Editor Jiang finally stopped crying and started to eat other dishes with his head down.
"What a coincidence, I am also from the provincial capital. I used to work as a waiter in a state-owned hotel in the provincial capital, and then I went out to start a business with my old Han, and I haven't been back for many years." Wang Jing sighed. She has not been doing much since her parents died. Returned to Shu.
After Editor Jiang finished crying, he was about to get down to business and recommended Chen Xiuxiu to Xu Cheng.
"Mr. Xu, she is the intern I told you about before. She has a very sensitive sense of taste. I think she is worth cultivating." Editor Jiang said.
Xu Cheng had just eaten two chopsticks of minced pepper fish head and thought the taste was okay. He was in a good mood. He looked at Chen Xiuxiu and said casually: "What did you taste in this Li Hongzhang chowder?"
"The taste of Shaoxing wine is a bit strong." Chen Xiuxiu said.
Xu Cheng nodded, he had tasted it just now: "What year is the Shaoxing wine?"
"Five years." Chen Xiuxiu answered fluently.
Of course, this is what she guessed.
Jiang Jiankang's Shaoxing wine is basically five years old. He will not give it to Jiang Feng if it is more than five years old.
Xu Cheng:? ? ?
Editor Jiang:? ? ?
The rest:? ? ?
Xu Cheng himself was confused. He just asked casually, not expecting Chen Xiuxiu to be able to answer.
Xu Cheng took a piece of pork belly from Li Hongzhang's chowder and tasted it. He couldn't tell that it was Shaoxing wine of different years.
I didn't cry this time. Li Hongzhang's chowder was to vent the pressure in his heart. After venting the pressure, he naturally couldn't cry anymore.
Shen Yao didn't know what he was doing, so he imitated the others and picked up a piece of pork belly with his chopsticks.
He didn't even taste Shaojiu. Alas, no, he didn't know what Shaojiu tasted like.
Editor Jiang also extended his chopsticks to Li Hongzhang's chowder, picked out a magnolia slice, and put it in his mouth.
That feeling came again, that feeling of wanting to cry.
Editor Jiang then lay down on the table and cried. This time he had experience. He buried his head in his sleeves and took two pieces of paper as a cushion.
Xu Cheng became interested and asked a lot of questions, such as the ratio of ingredients for chopped pepper fish head, the frying temperature of chrysanthemum fish, etc. Chen Xiuxiu was able to answer fluently and well.
By this time, Editor Jiang had finished crying for the second round, and Xu Cheng had basically finished asking questions. He couldn't help but turn his head and praise Editor Jiang: "You really found a good idea for me!"
Editor Jiang smiled and nodded while crying.
There are only three pieces of chicken wrapped in vegetables on a plate, and Xu Cheng has no interest in chicken wrapped in vegetables. Han Youxin had never seen one of the three chicken dishes wrapped in vegetables. Deputy Editor Wang, who had children who could talk about marriage, ate one, and a married photographer who had no role to play and therefore had no name, ate one.
The rest of the dishes were served quickly. As a child, Han Youxin likes sweet and sour or fried and grilled meats, so he likes Wu Minqi's chrysanthemum fish and Zhang Guanghang's French rosemary grilled lamb chops the most. Di asked Wang Jing to pick up some food for him.
While eating, Han Youxin suddenly looked up and said, "Mom, I like you the most!"
Han Guishan:? ? ?
"What about me?" Han Guishan couldn't wait to compete for favor.
Han Youxin thought about it seriously and said, "If dad doesn't let me eat pickled vegetable dumplings, I will like dad."
Han Guishan:? ? ?
Did I give birth to a fake son, and why do I suddenly want to beat him?
Seeing Wang Jing's happy smile, Han Guishan remembered that he had not yet settled the account for accidentally messing up the room she had packed up in the morning, so he suppressed the idea of going back and beating Han Youxin.
"Eating more whole grains is good for your health." Han Guishan silently gave Han Youxin a pickled vegetable dumpling.
Han Youxin:? ? ?
Deputy Editor Wang was very moved when he watched the interaction between Han Guishan's family of three. The married photographer beside him knew what he was thinking when he saw that his eyes were always on Han Youxin.
"Deputy Editor Wang, your grandson will be this big in a few years, right?" the married photographer said with a smile.
"It's early, and now he's still just a cuddler. My wife coaxes him, carries him, and walks around him every day. She doesn't even have time for herself." Deputy Editor Wang said, with a pink look on his face that he couldn't hide. Smiling and proudly, "Hey, it's weird all of a sudden. I was busy all day yesterday and I didn't video chat with him. I went to make it easier."
Deputy Editor Wang slipped away as he spoke.
The married photographer couldn't help but laugh. He didn't sneak out to use the bathroom. He obviously sneaked out to make a video call.
But then again, he also missed his wife a little.
But his wife should be on lunch break at this time, so forget it, let’s send her a greeting via WeChat.
The married photographer took out his mobile phone and started sending WeChat messages.
After Deputy Editor Wang went out, he found a small corner with no one around. He touched his pocket and found that he was not wearing headphones. After thinking about it, he made the video call.
The call was quickly connected, and what came into view was his wife's face.
"Old man, what are you calling now? I just put the baby to sleep." Deputy Editor Wang's wife glared at him on the other end of the phone.
Deputy Editor Wang could only laugh and whispered: "Didn't I have a video call yesterday and see the baby and miss him?"
"Just miss him?"
"How can that be possible? I must miss you, my wife, too!" Deputy Editor Wang's mouth was like honey, and he started to praise his wife crazily as he poured out good words for free.
After a rainbow fart, Deputy Editor Wang’s lover turned his cell phone camera towards his grandson with satisfaction.
The grandson, who was less than one year old in the cradle, had his head shaved two days ago and was sleeping sweetly in the cradle with his eyes closed.
Suddenly, he smiled, as if he had dreamed of something good.
Deputy Editor Wang also laughed together.
When he looked at his grandson on the phone, he felt like he was seeing his son from decades ago.
They look so similar, with a small nose, a small mouth, and small eyes on a small face. When he was born, he was wrinkled, his skin was red, and he was as ugly as a little monkey.
His wife didn't understand anything at that time. Even if others told her that children are born like this, she was always worried. She couldn't sleep in the middle of the night and would always wake him up and tell him nervously that our son was so ugly. What would happen to him in the future? I won’t be unable to find a wife.
Later, he watched with his own eyes as his wife worried that his son would be so ugly that he would not be able to marry a wife. He gradually grew up, his facial features gradually opened up, he could run, jump, laugh and cry. He grew into a man, got married and had children, and transformed from a son to a father. Become the pillar of a new family.
And now this little grandson who can only be held in his arms will slowly grow up and grow into a man who is upright and upright. Like his father and grandfather, he would marry a wife, have children, and shoulder the responsibilities of a family.
Deputy Editor Wang sighed.
I just don't know if he will be able to see his great-grandson born.
Even if I could see him, he would probably be too old to walk by then. I could only sit in a wheelchair and watch him run, watch him jump, and see him fall but not be able to step forward and help him up.
"Why are you sighing? Your work in Peking is not going well?" Deputy Editor Wang's wife moved her phone back.
"Everything went well. I was eating just now. I slipped out and gave you a call." Deputy Editor Wang said.
"Whenever you want to call me, you can't call me. Go back and have a good meal. You haven't done the interview yet, right? If you call me again tonight, I have to go to eat, so hang up." Deputy Editor Wang's wife said.
"By the way, one more thing?" Deputy Editor Wang asked.
"What's the matter? Is there something you didn't bring? Do you want me to send it to you? How many days will you stay in Peking?"
"Wife, I love you."
The video call ends.
6 minutes and 39 seconds.
Deputy Director Wang suddenly felt that the vegetable-wrapped chicken he just ate tasted really good.
Although the taste is not particularly good, it has a different feeling when eating it.
In the evening, he will also check online how to make it, and then go back and make it for his wife, son and daughter-in-law.
My little grandson's teeth haven't grown yet, so he definitely can't eat this.
This restaurant is really good, it’s no exaggeration to say it’s the best in the world.
"Ding, get approval from a customer, mission progress (4/10)."
Jiang Feng's smile gradually deepened.
Wu Minqi gave him a strange look.
Jiang Feng:...
Jiang Feng silently moved to the top and asked in a low voice: "Do you think the expression Qiqi looked at me just now was a little strange."
Sang Ming nodded.
"Do you know why?"
Sang Ming looked confused.
"Do you want to hear the truth?"
"Say!"
"Brother Feng, you just laughed a little obscenely." Jiang Feng:? ? ?
(End of chapter)