Chapter 462 Wu Minqi
"...I rarely see Sichuan chefs who use such bold ingredients. Although Miss Wu Minqi looks very cold and is taciturn during the interview, her ingredients are unexpectedly bold and passionate."
"I was shocked by the Maoxuewang I ate at the table the day before. Large pieces of duck blood, tripe, ham sausage and bean sprouts were almost all wrapped in red oil, dried chili peppers and Sichuan peppercorns. Every time Every ingredient is dyed deep red, stimulating my taste buds with every bite, causing my mouth to secrete saliva continuously, as if taking a deep breath can absorb the spicy taste in my mouth along the esophagus and into my stomach. ”
“At first I thought that the young female chef was cutting the food a little heavy because she was nervous, but a visit in the kitchen a few days later shattered my idea—she was not cutting the food a little heavy because of nervousness, it was just that. On the contrary, she cut the material lightly because of nervousness.”
Reading is different from reading. When you read, you can read ten lines at a glance, but when you read, the article that originally seemed very short will appear very long because you have to read it out loud. Jiang Feng felt that his mouth was almost dry, and he had only read half of this article.
There was only one person left in front of him. Jiang Feng took a breath, told Grandma Jiang that he would add two eggs to his pancakes, and prepared to continue reading.
Reading this article on an empty stomach makes me feel hungry.
It seemed that he had to speed up in the second half. It was torture for him to read this kind of article while smelling the pancake fruit.
Torture!
"Grandma, remember to tell me to put more hot sauce on my pancakes." Jiang Feng added.
"I know, the boss has three pancakes, one with all the pancakes, one with two eggs, one with nothing, and the one with two eggs should be a little spicier." Grandma Jiang said to the boss angrily, and took out her own pancakes. Small wallets have to be paid.
Grandma Jiang suddenly felt very dissatisfied when she saw that Jiang Feng actually stopped and watched her take out the money instead of continuing to read the magazine.
When this righteous thoughts reach a wonderful point, there will be a turning point immediately. How can I stop thinking about it properly?
"Xiao Feng, keep reading. After reading, grandma will buy you soy juice." Grandma Jiang said.
Jiang Feng:...
"Grandma, I want to drink soy milk."
"Okay, drink the soy milk and finish reading the article first." Grandma Jiang's expression and tone at this time were like coaxing her three-year-old grandson, full of perfunctory, and she even had a long pronunciation for the words "good".
"Ma Po Tofu is the ultimate feast of spicy and numbing. The red soup and white tofu, as long as the tip of the tongue touches the tip of the tongue, the spicy and numbing feeling can be spread from the tip of the tongue to the base of the tongue. The overbearing spicy taste will always stay there. It lingers in your mouth for a long time. The advantages of this cooking method are obvious, including the bold ingredients and strong taste of the dishes. It can quickly capture the taste buds of diners and leave an unforgettable impression on them, whether they are heavy-flavored diners or light-flavored diners. This unique, bold and even somewhat arbitrary way of cooking is suitable for every diner. It will be a new experience and challenge.”
"The corresponding shortcomings are also obvious. Nowadays, many novel restaurants will deliberately make some extremely spicy dishes to attract attention, and even ignore the taste of the dishes themselves for the sake of pure spiciness. I am personally very concerned about this kind of putting the cart before the horse. Not appreciated, I don’t even realize If those dishes are dishes, it may just be a simple mixture of chili peppers piled together. This extreme approach makes what should be an embellishment, supplement or promotion, allowing people to enjoy the spiciness of a dish. Of pure pain ”
"The shortcoming of this Mapo Tofu is exactly this. There is often a thin line between pain and enjoyment in dishes that pursue the ultimate taste. As far as this Mapo Tofu itself is concerned, I personally think it is a failure. Just eat it. When eating, the pain caused by spicy food far exceeds that of this dish The unique taste brings me a unique enjoyment. Although after the initial spicy taste gradually fades, I can faintly taste some aftertaste hidden behind the chili pepper and Sichuan peppercorns, but these aftertaste alone do not allow me to rate this dish. Passing score.”
"Although the dishes were not up to standard, I personally admire Miss Wu Minqi's unique way of cooking. It is bold and unique, with a very distinct personal touch. I rarely see this kind of thing among the younger generation of chefs nowadays. A chef who can put his own special label on his dishes.”
"The balance and adjustment between spicy food and the original taste of the dishes, the fine line between distinctiveness and pain, I believe this will be the biggest problem faced by Miss Wu Minqi in the days to come. And she will undoubtedly become an excellent And the unique Sichuan chef may be able to find a new path that is unique to her. I hope that this old man like me can see this day in my lifetime. ”
Jiang Feng finished reading.
He felt that his pancakes were a little cold.
Wu Minqi's interview is actually very short and takes up very few pages. Maybe it's because Wu Minqi didn't tell Xu Cheng any story that could make him beat the number of words. Xu Cheng basically described the characteristics of Wu Minqi's cooking and what he thought were the shortcomings of Wu Minqi's dishes.
There are hundreds of meaningless water characters at the beginning. Jiang Feng thinks that may be the limit of Xu Chengshui's character count.
Because the article is not long, Wu Minqi’s photo is very large, especially the full-body photo. Jiang Feng's photo only took up about 1/4 of a piece of paper, and Wu Minqi's photo took up 1/2 and left a lot of white space. Xu Chenggong managed to make up enough space and put two photos of Wu Minqi on it, which can be said to be quite large. The end justifies the means.
No wonder Grandma Jiang wants to hear Wu Minqi’s exclusive interview. There are two photos of people and two photos of dishes. There are more photos than others.
For Grandma Jiang, who only looks at pictures, this interview is definitely more attractive than others.
Putting aside these things, Xu Cheng's article is actually full of useful information and pointedly pointed out Wu Minqi's biggest problem at present.
Her menu is too simple.
This is a good thing and a bad thing, a chef can specialize in one cuisine, but it never hurts to learn more about others. Every chef dreams of combining the strengths of each family, but Jiang Chengde is the only one who can truly do it.
Wu Minqi's specialization in one cuisine is a little more extreme than other chefs' specialization in one cuisine. Sichuan cuisine is not limited to spicy dishes, but Wu Minqi is only good at spicy dishes.
She seems a little timid when cooking other dishes. Only when cooking spicy dishes can she completely let go, and can even be called unscrupulous.
As Xu Cheng said at the end of the article, there is only a thin line between distinctiveness and pain. The spicy dishes Wu Minqi is currently making with complete freedom of movement are obviously more painful than distinctive.
That's why she didn't go back to her restaurant, and her grandfather didn't follow suit and went all the way to Tai Feng Tower. Part of the reason was for falling in love, but it was not just for falling in love. She needed to learn something other than spicy Sichuan cuisine, and she needed an experienced chef with superb cooking skills to help her show the way.
Although it seems to be ineffective so far, she has been working hard.
Jiang Feng could only hope that his Qiqi would gain some insights after reading Xu Cheng's article.
The layout of this issue of "Zhiwei" is very interesting. It is arranged according to the length of the article. The shorter the article is, the higher it is. Jiang Feng thumbed through it while eating pancakes and fruit. The first half can almost be called a special issue of Tai Feng Tower. It's just a coulee mixed in.
The order is Wu Minqi, Zhang Guanghang, Gu Li, Jiang Feng and the Tai Feng Lou interview who appeared out of nowhere.
Yes, Xu Cheng wrote an article about Tai Feng Tower.
Jiang Feng took a general glance, and it seemed that he was talking about the specialties of two old men, Jiang Weiming and Jiang Weiguo. He should have also talked a little about the history and origin of Taifeng Tower. I don't know when Xu Chen interviewed the two old men.
It's quite long, almost comparable to Jiang Feng's interview. You know, Xu Chengke wrote Jiang Feng's interview into a short story, and most of the space was used to tell the touching story between Li Mingyi and Jiang Huiqin.
Jiang Feng squatted on the side of the road, reading "Zhiwei" and eating pancakes. Wu Minqi sat at the stall and ate sugar cakes. There was only a little less bean juice in the bowl. It looked like she wanted to try it again to see if she could drink two more sips of the bean juice.
When Jiang Feng gnawed half of the pancake fruit, Wu Minqi finally gave up and got up. It took dozens of seconds to locate Jiang Feng, who was squatting on the roadside while reading a magazine and munching on the pancake fruit.
and Grandma Jiang, who was squatting next to Jiang Feng, eating pancakes and fruit, and looking at pictures in magazines.
Wu Minqi had been concentrating on fighting the bean juice and didn't even notice that Jiang Feng had been reading a magazine to Grandma Jiang for more than 10 minutes.
"Grandma Jiang." Wu Minqi stepped forward to greet Grandma Jiang.
"Qiqi, let me tell you, why did Xiaofeng come here alone to buy pancakes and fruit and only buy one. If you want to buy it, why don't you just ask Xiaofeng to buy it for you? You have to run over later to buy it yourself. Look, the new queue is really long again." Grandma Jiang had been listening carefully to Jiang Feng reading a magazine to her, and she didn't notice Wu Minqi drinking bean juice at the stall next door.
"Grandma Jiang, I was at the stall next door just now and I've already finished eating," Wu Minqi said.
"Oh, you've finished eating, right? You'll be fine after you finish eating." Grandma Jiang said with a smile, looking at Jiang Feng, "Xiao Feng, hurry up and eat, Qiqi is waiting for you, why is a boy eating so slowly? Now, nothing like your cousins, but you've been like this since you were a kid. In this way, your cousins would finish their meals in a hurry, while you would eat slowly in the back. Sometimes Dede would eat the noodles made by your grandpa secretly. Yours, you are also stupid, you can’t even protect a bowl of noodles.”
Jiang Feng:? ? ?
Grandma, do you remember that I didn’t eat pancakes for the first time because I was reading a magazine for someone?
Also, isn’t it normal for Brother De to be unable to protect him when he wants to snatch his noodles?
Jiang Feng gnawed the pancake fruit faster.
Jiang Feng didn't speak, so Grandma Jiang began to praise Wu Minqi: "Qiqi, I've seen all the articles praising you in this magazine, and that's the one in this one. I just went to the newsstand to buy it, Xiao Feng read it to I heard it.”
"It says that the food you cook is delicious. The spicy food is very distinctive. It is different from ordinary chefs." Grandma Jiang automatically filtered out Xu Chen's words about Wu Minqi's food being bad while listening.
"Okay, I won't tell you here anymore. I have to deliver pancakes and fruits to Grandma Chen. They are far away from each other and it's not as convenient for me to buy them for her and take them there. I happened to go over and let her take the rest. Read the article for me.”
"If you ask me, the literacy class when I was a kid was not good. It was just a fool. They let us learn to write a one, two, three, and name before letting us go. If they had taught us literacy in the first place, they would have taught us how to read. , how can I not understand the magazine now?”
Jiang Feng:...
If he remembered correctly, the version that Comrade Zhao Lanhua told him back then was that children were caught everywhere in literacy classes. No matter how old they were, they had to be arrested and locked up in a room to learn to write. The bottom line was to learn one, two, three and write their own name. Just let them go, but all the children were crying and unwilling to go.
At that time, Comrade Zhao Lanhua could portray the image of the literacy class as a cruel prison. All she had to do was tell Jiang Feng that if he couldn't learn to write, he would have to go to salt water, whips and tiger benches.
Now she actually blames the literacy class for letting her go early.
Oh, grandma.
"You think so, Xiao Feng? Grandma is really smart now. She learned to write 1, 2, 3 and her own name very quickly. She learned it right away." Grandma Jiang looked at Jiang Feng again.
Jiang Feng's mouth was full of pancakes and he couldn't speak. He could only nod crazily to express his affirmation of Grandma Jiang's lies.
"Hey, your grandma, if I hadn't had so many poor girls in my family when I was young, I might have been admitted to college if I could go to school. I won't tell you anymore. I'll go to your grandma Chen first." Grandma Jiang was ready after bragging. Run away.
Jiang Feng swallowed the last bite of pancake fruit.
Choked. (End of chapter)