Chapter 619 What does hot pot taste like?
Question: Did Jiang Feng scold Sun Jikai on the second day?
Answer: That’s right.
Question: Is Jiang Feng happy?
Answer: It’s great.
Question: Is Jiang Feng happy now?
Answer: Unhappy.
Not only was he unhappy, he even had some doubts about life.
【Orange Juice Candy (Failed) Level B】
Facts have proved that A-level dishes are A-level dishes, even if they are candies, they are A-level dishes.
Rollovers are treated equally, regardless of type, including Class A.
Jiang Feng looked at the orange juice candy that had just cooled into pieces and had not had time to cut it. He cut off a piece with a knife and put it in his mouth.
It's sweet, and the orange flavor is obvious, but the taste is a little different and not smooth enough. It feels no different from the sugar sold on the market.
"Sun Jikai, would you like to taste the candy I made?" Jiang Feng invited.
It's halftime now, and the next batch of eight-treasure chestnut pigeons for practice are still steaming in the pot. Since what Sun Jikai needed to learn unexpectedly was the thickening part of Babao Lixiangge, Qiu Fu was responsible for all the preparatory parts.
Sun Jikai saw the whole process of Jiang Feng making candy. He was not blind. Of course he could see that Jiang Feng was playing tricks next to him.
Sun Jikai walked up to Jiang Feng, took the knife from his hand, cut a piece of candy and tasted it.
"It's pretty good, orange flavored." Sun Jikai said. Seeing that Jiang Feng's expression wasn't very good, he thought for a while and added, "Just... orange flavored candy, pretty delicious."
"Do you feel a little... tingling on your tongue?" Jiang Feng asked.
"It hurts your tongue? Oh, you mean it's not very smooth, right? It's normal. It happens when the temperature of hand-made sugar is not controlled well."
"The same is true for chocolate. Chocolate that is simply melted and then solidified does not look good and tastes uneven. The reason is that the crystal lattice structure is chaotic. To achieve smooth and uniform chocolate, you need to temper it, which is actually quite complicated. The temperature range is much narrower than that of making sugar.” (Note ①)
Sun Jikai cut another small piece of candy and stuffed it into his mouth, and continued: "Actually, I think handmade chocolate is more difficult to make than handmade candy. It's easier if you just mess with it. But it's actually quite difficult to make it well. The correct temperature is really It’s too difficult to control.”
As if to confirm what he said, Sun Jikai specifically added: "It's just like the thickening of Babao Lixiangge."
Jiang Feng:...
If thickening doesn't work, you still have reason to do so.
"How did you know?" Jiang Feng watched helplessly as Sun Jikai began to stuff the fifth piece of candy into his mouth.
"I originally learned it when I was at Wharton."
Jiang Feng:? ? ?
Do you Wharton still teach this?
When Sun Jikai saw Jiang Feng's expression, he knew that he had misunderstood, and quickly explained: "I learned it during the holidays. At that time, my ex-girlfriend wanted to learn how to DIY chocolate, so she took me along."
"Oh." Jiang Feng, who has a girlfriend, is fearless.
Then Sun Jikai ate one piece after another, eating nearly half of the pot of orange juice candies.
Yes, Jiang Feng, like Sun Maocai in the teaching video, both made them with a pan.
This was the first time Jiang Feng saw Sun Jikai eating so much candy in one go. In his memory, he saw Sun Jikai eating snacks only a handful of times. Maybe it was because Sun Jikai was financially difficult and couldn't afford snacks when he was working in Tai Feng Building.
Sun Jikai stopped after eating half the pot and walked to the stove to look at the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon in the pot.
The pleasant break between classes is always short, and soon it’s time to start class.
The Babao Chestnut Pigeon was almost ready to be taken out of the pot. Sun Jikai poured the pigeon soup into the pot to prepare the gravy, and the fragrance of pigeon filled the small kitchen again.
Sun Jikai couldn't help but burp when he smelled the familiar smell. It was a pigeon burp mixed with the smell of orange candy.
Jiang Feng on the side:...
Now that he smells the smell of Babao Chestnut Pigeon, he feels a little nauseous.
From around seven o'clock in the morning to now, he can no longer remember how many portions of Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon he had eaten.
The best way to judge how well a dish is done, what its shortcomings are, and where it falls short is to taste it yourself. This is what Jiang Feng and Sun Jikai did. They tasted from morning to afternoon, from the whole pigeon at first, to half a pigeon to now two mouthfuls. Jiang Feng felt that today he had eaten all the eight-treasure chestnuts he had ever wanted to eat in his life. All the pigeons have been eaten.
If Sun Jikai made it delicious, then forget it, but the problem is, he couldn't make it well.
It is normal to encounter many bumps and detours on the road of exploration between discovering and solving problems. But it's one thing to see others take detours, and it's another thing to take advantage of others' detours.
Jiang Feng and Sun Jikai would discuss it after each meal, and they would naturally make corrections after discussing it. But Jiang Feng is not a professional teacher, and Sun Jikai is not a very talented student. Sometimes he goes astray while changing, and the more he changes, the more unpalatable he is, and the more unpalatable he is, the more he has to change, and so on, falling into a vicious cycle that cannot be turned back. .
Now Jiang Feng didn't want to curse, he just wanted to persuade Sun Ji to let go.
Let yourself go and let him go.
The latest batch of Babao Li Xiangge undoubtedly failed again, and there were other ones in the pot that Sun Jikai didn’t plan to practice. He had been cooking for a day and the pigeon had just eaten so much sugar. Now Sun Jikai felt like a roasted pigeon with orange sugar. What he needed to do now was to leave the kitchen and eat something normal, and keep the dick in his mouth. The smell of Babao Chestnut Pigeon has been removed.
"Why don't we come here today?" Sun Jikai said.
"I think it's okay." Jiang Feng nodded quickly in agreement.
Sun Jikai took out his mobile phone and checked the time: "Call and ask Wu Minqi if he has finished shopping. It will be almost time to have dinner in more than an hour. I'll treat you to dinner."
Sun Jikai left the small kitchen and went to the back kitchen to talk to Qiu Fu. Jiang Feng went straight out to the outside of Jubao Building to diffuse the smell on his clothes, and called Wu Minqi to ask how her shopping was going.
Wu Minqi's shopping was not over yet, so she asked Jiang Feng and Sun Jikai to decide a place first, and then send her the location and she would take a taxi there.
After Jiang Feng hung up the phone, Sun Jikai came out.
"I don't think it's the wrong time for you to thicken the soup. It's your mentality." Even though school is over, the conscientious Teacher Jiang still hasn't stopped teaching. "Actually, I think the batch of eight-treasure chestnut pigeon I made in the morning is still good." It's a little better, but the taste in the afternoon is completely different. Just give it a gravy. Why are you nervous?"
Sun Jikai:......
It’s not like you scolded me so harshly this morning. It’s like lecturing me like a grandson.
"I think I've found some feeling. Let's see tomorrow." Sun Jikai said, speaking a little slurred with something in his mouth.
"What are you eating?" Jiang Feng asked.
"I just went back to the kitchen to get something and saw that there was still some sugar in the pot, so I cut a piece off." Sun Jikai said.
"Is it that delicious? It's not like you said that I didn't control the temperature range well, so it was so-so." Jiang Feng had already clicked on a review and started to think about what to eat tonight.
"The temperature range is not controlled well. It's just a problem with the taste. It doesn't have that big an impact on the taste." Sun Jikai said, "And I don't know why, but I think your candy tastes a bit like the one I had when I was a kid, which was also orange-flavored. Then I couldn’t buy it anymore.”
Jiang Feng glanced at Sun Jikai and saw that the expression on his face did not change, so he pretended to be casual and asked: "Do you remember what you ate when you were a child?"
"It's just a slight impression. I almost forgot the taste. But after eating this you made today, I remembered it a little bit. It feels a bit similar." Sun Jikai said.
"What brand is it? Is it delicious?"
Sun Jikai shook his head: "I don't remember. I was so young. I wasn't in elementary school at that time. Maybe it was imported. I remember that the candy wrappers were all in English. My dad bought them for me. I loved them very much at that time. .”
"What happened next?"
"Later, I ate too much sugar and my front teeth got cavities, so my parents stopped letting me eat sugar."
There was no need for Sun Jikai to lie to Jiang Feng about such a trivial matter. Jiang Feng swiped the screen of his phone and could only lament in his heart that memory was such an unreliable thing. Sun Maocai obviously made the candy, and Sun Maocai gave the first candy to Sun Jikai, but Sun Jikai remembered that his father bought the candy.
"By the way, where is Wu Minqi now?" Sun Jikai asked.
"She hasn't finished shopping for clothes yet, so let's choose where to eat first."
"What to eat? Japanese food? We have a pretty good Japanese restaurant here." Sun Jikai suggested.
Jiang Feng shook his head and said no: "I don't eat raw food."
“Do you have a Chuan Chuan shop here?”
"Huh?"
"It's fine without Chuanchuan hot pot. Let's have something spicy tonight." Jiang Feng licked his lips. He had eaten the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon which was bland and even a little weird all day long, and wanted something spicy to refresh himself.
Now he has pictures in his mind just by talking about it.
Various meatballs, vegetables, seafood, beef and mutton slices are tumbling in a red oil soup pot filled with dried Sichuan peppercorns.
Gurgling.
Mix the sesame oil dish with minced garlic and chopped green onion.
Spicy and delicious.
After eating bland dishes for several days, and eating the bland Eight-treasure Chestnut Pigeon all day long, I will still have a meal that is spicy and spicy, which penetrates deep into the soul and fragrant into the bone marrow. Is hot pot a happier thing?
His Qiqi will definitely like it.
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PS: Note ① is excerpted from this chapter published by Youying Qiyu in Chapter 613.
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