Chapter 649 Clear Soup Noodles
Regardless of whether he looks like it or not, Jiang Feng has reached the limit of what he can do.
After sweeping the soup, there is the soup. The so-called soup is to put the red and white antler used in the soup back into the soup, control the heat and simmer for more than an hour. Only by fully cooking the meat flavor into the soup can the clear soup be clear and fragrant.
When Jiang Feng finally filtered the hung soup twice with filter paper and put it into a basin, he was so sleepy that he could hardly open his eyes and yawned so many times. Tang Jiangfeng, who smelled light yellow in color and had a fragrant smell, didn't even have the desire to taste it. He just wanted to go back to the house and sleep.
Just like that, Jiang Feng put the clear soup in the refrigerator. He took a shower without washing his teeth or brushing his teeth. With the smell of clear soup all over his body, he looked like a sloppy old mother who had just been fished out of the clear soup pot. The chicken went straight to the room, pounced on the soft bed, covered himself with a quilt and slept.
Sleep until dawn.
If it weren't for the alarm clock that vibrated, rang, and had the volume set to the maximum setting in advance, Jiang Feng would really not be able to get up.
Jiang Feng set the alarm clock for 6:30, but Wu Minqi got up before him. Jiang Feng basically made soup every night these days, and the next day they both got up to drink it in the morning. Wu Minqi was already prepared to eat noodles with red oil and clear soup this morning.
In fact, Wu Minqi didn't understand what Jiang Feng's sudden high-grade clear soup could be used for, and he didn't know how to cook dishes that required high-grade clear soup. And she didn't think Jiang Feng could make a decent high-end clearing soup. At most, he could make an ordinary clear soup that looked more like high-end clear soup.
As a result, Wu Minqi was stunned as soon as she opened the refrigerator in the morning.
She has seen good things, and she is not afraid of people laughing when she talks about them. When she was a child, her cousins secretly drank the high-grade clear soup made by her grandfather. She knew very well what a high-end clear soup should look like, and what kind of state it should reach in terms of color, flavor, and flavor.
This pot of high-end clear soup made by Jiang Feng is far from being called a high-end clear soup, but it is a high-end clear soup.
This is a pot that allows you to see that the maker put a lot of thought, effort, time, and effort into it, but the strength is not enough. The result is very close but not the same. If you insist on saying that it is not, then Poor quality premium consommé that is not suitable.
It was this pot of clear soup that made Wu Minqi forget that when she opened the refrigerator door, she actually wanted to use spicy seeds to make noodles with red oil.
Wu Minqi just stood at the door of the refrigerator and stared at the clear soup inside. She looked at it motionlessly for a few minutes until the refrigerator started beeping the alarm, and then she got closer and smelled it.
The very faint aroma of clear soup and the extremely strong feeling of air-conditioning hit Wu Minqi's nose, making Wu Minqi almost sneeze into the refrigerator.
In the end, Wu Minqi stood in front of the refrigerator until she felt a little cold and shivered before coming back to her senses. She touched a spoon and scooped up a little bit of the already cold soup and put it in her mouth to hold it for a while.
This was what Jiang Feng saw when he came out.
Jiang Feng:?
Did he sleep too little and saw hallucinations before his sudden death?
Why would his Qiqi stand at the door of the refrigerator early in the morning, secretly drinking the clear soup he made just like how he and his cousins secretly ate the steamed eggs the old man made for Grandma Jiang when they were children?
It's a pity that when Jiang Feng was a child, he panicked and ran away when the old man caught him, but Wu Minqi was calm and composed when she was caught by Jiang Feng, nodding slightly.
"Fengfeng, wake up. I'm about to make red oil noodles for you." Wu Minqi put down the spoon as if nothing happened just now.
"Ah, oh, no." Jiang Feng really suspected for a moment that what he just saw might be an illusion.
"Qiqi doesn't need to make noodles today. I'll make breakfast today. I'll make it." Jiang Feng said and invited Wu Minqi out of the kitchen, taking control of the breakfast kitchen for the first time.
Clear noodle soup is simple.
A bowl of high-quality clear soup, a portion of cheap noodles bought from the supermarket, a little salt, beat an egg, blanch two slices of green vegetables, sprinkle some chopped green onion and put it on a plate. Anyone who sees it will praise it for how good it is.
Wu Minqi didn't like eating soft-boiled eggs, so Jiang Feng cooked the eggs thoroughly and filled Wu Minqi's bowl of clear soup noodles with a full bowl of clear soup.
Wu Minqi was stunned when she saw the meeting.
She thought of a lot, but she didn't expect Jiang Fenghua to put so much effort into hanging a pot of high-quality clear soup for so long just to make two bowls of clear soup noodles in the morning.
When Wu Minqi looked at it, she felt it was glowing.
"Qiqi." Jiang Feng sat down and spoke.
As a child of the Jiang family, Jiang Feng knew that when giving a gift, you must tell the recipient the purpose of the gift, the process of giving the gift, and the hardships of giving the gift, so that the gift can be valuable and meaningful.
"Today is not the first anniversary of our love. At first, that boy Wang Hao told me that there was nothing to give me for the first, second, and third anniversaries of our love, and it was not a wedding anniversary. But I think No, I made a gift for you on Chinese Valentine's Day last year, but I didn't have the nerve to give it to you. I didn't give you a gift this Chinese Valentine's Day. It would be unreasonable if I don't give you a gift on the first anniversary." Jiang Feng belittled the dog-headed strategist and tool man out of thin air. Wang Hao said.
Wu Minqi didn't expect that Jiang Feng's two bowls of clear soup noodles were not just a sudden idea, but specially made for herself, and she couldn't help but feel happy. Since there was no concealment, the joy was directly expressed on his face.
"I know, you made a cornmeal rose for Chinese Valentine's Day last year," Wu Minqi said.
"Ah?" This time it was Jiang Feng's turn to be confused. All the nonsense he was about to say was forgotten in an instant, "How do you know."
"I saw it when you did it secretly. I kept waiting for you to send it but you didn't send it. Then I stopped asking." Wu Minqi said, "Actually, it doesn't matter if you are ugly, anyway..."
“After all, it’s food after it’s steamed.”
Jiang Feng:...
"But, Fengfeng, why do you want to make... this kind of clear soup noodles?" Wu Minqi turned back to the guest.
Jiang Feng was still immersed in the sadness that he thought he had concealed well, but he didn't expect that he would have been discovered long ago.
How should he hide his personal money in the future? Should he steal his future son's pocket money to buy kitchen knives like his father did?
"Ah, because, because..." Jiang Feng's originally made-up lie was interrupted by Wu Minqi. He couldn't remember it for a while, and couldn't make up a new lie, so he could only tell the truth.
Add a little embellishment when you say it.
"Because I want to give you a special gift."
"Instead of a random gift like the cornmeal rose last time, I want to give you a gift that is truly thoughtful and can make people happy."
"Qiqi, you have been making food for me all the time since we fell in love. From the first Long Chao Shou, to the various soups made later, to noodles, cold skin, jelly, cakes, all the time. It’s you who do it.”
"But Fengfeng, you also made food for me." Wu Minqi looked at Jiang Feng.
Jiang Feng shook his head: "That's different."
"You specially made food for me, and the things I made were..." Jiang Feng couldn't say that the things he made were all for practicing buff dishes. He could only put it another way, "They are all what I want to do. Not what I want to do for you.”
"But today's clear soup noodles are different. This is my first time making high-quality clear soup. I have never made it before, and I have never made anything so time-consuming and laborious before."
"Although it does look a bit like a trivial comparison with the broth and clear soup made by my grandpa and third grandpa, but this is something I sincerely, specifically, just want to make for you."
"I want to give you this unique, unprecedented, first time gift from my heart."
“Although it’s just a bowl of noodles.”
This time Wu Minqi was really stunned.
She didn't say anything, just took a sip of soup.
There is obviously no sugar added, but she has a hint of sweetness.
She understands the chef's intentions and sincerity.
Wu Minqi said nothing, which made Jiang Feng feel a little embarrassed. A good boyfriend like him who is not good at sweet talk, has never picked up a girl, has only been in love once, and has a little bit of potential for being a straight man is a rare good boyfriend in this generation. I guess this kind of thing will only be said in this life. This time.
It all depends on the atmosphere.
As long as the atmosphere is right, I can say anything.
Jiang Feng began to wander around the world.
Wu Minqi:?
Are you in a daze after saying this?
Wu Minqi picked up her chopsticks and began to eat noodles and drink soup in small sips.
It's actually quite delicious.
Wu Minqi thought to herself.
After all, it was only once in her life that she had such a luxurious way of eating noodles with high-quality clear soup.
Wu Minqi glanced at Jiang Feng, who was still distracted.
"Fengfeng, hurry up and eat some noodles. We have to gather at 8 o'clock and it will be too late if we don't eat." Wu Minqi urged.
Jiang Feng woke up from a dream and started eating noodles.
Wu Minqi finished the whole bowl of noodles slowly and swallowed the last mouthful of soup.
Although her boyfriend seems a little abnormal now, he still likes her very much.
She also likes him very much, even if he seems a little abnormal now.
That's enough. (End of chapter)