Chapter 682 Control Group
Jiang Feng never expected that his fire would be upgraded before his knife skills.
But it’s normal if you think about it carefully. Master-level proficiency starting from 95w can no longer be achieved simply by stacking time and quantity. It requires quality. Although Jiang Feng has not calculated the specific values, he can probably analyze that the more difficult the dishes he practices in a day, the more effort he spends and the more proficiency he gains.
Jiang Feng learned how to make soup stock from the most powerful chef for a week, and the proficiency he gained in cooking was more than the proficiency in knife skills he had developed in more than half a month behind closed doors.
What does this mean?
This shows the importance of teachers!
Jiang Feng checked the proficiency of the heat a dozen times, and when he saw that he could memorize the proficiency of the knife skills and seasonings adjacent to it, he stopped, closed the attribute panel, and left the toilet humming a tune.
When Jiang Feng returned to the kitchen, Jiang Weiming had already left, leaving only the plate of chopped pepper fish head on the cooking table that was still steaming a little bit with chopsticks.
Jiang Feng touched a pair of chopsticks, walked to the dish, and like Jiang Weiming before, picked up a piece of snow-white fish meat that was not stained with pepper, tasted it carefully, and narrowed his eyes in happiness.
Grade A fish head with chopped pepper, delicious!
The A-grade pepper fish head made by myself is extremely delicious!
After eating several bites in a row, Jiang Feng tasted everything from the fish meat to the fish skin to the chopped pepper sprinkled on top. After tasting it, Jiang Feng put down his chopsticks, picked up the plate and walked out quickly.
"Mom, don't sleep, come and try my fish head with chopped pepper!"
"Where's Dad?"
"Ji Gezi, stop watching TV and come and try the fish head with chopped peppers that I made. Did you see Ji Xue, and where is your Lao Zhang? Call them all over and try them all!"
Chopping the fish head with pepper is just the beginning. When the heat reaches the master level, it means that many Cai Jiangfeng who focuses on fire skills can easily make A-level dishes.
In one afternoon, Jiang Feng tried several dishes that tested his fire skills, including fried crispy fried chicken and Kung Pao Chicken. Except for fried crispy fried chicken, Jiang Feng could only achieve B level because he had not practiced much before. The rest of the dishes were all grade A. Not only did he complete the long-awaited main mission in one go, he also made a splash in the kitchen.
If it weren't for the lack of time to start preparing the table of dishes for Peng Changping and Zhang Chu, Jiang Feng could even cook ten more dishes.
As long as everyone can eat it, he can keep doing it!
Jiang Feng's current reputation is only a little less than that of rising up to rebel and establishing a new branch.
No, why did he start his own rebellion?
"Sang Ming, are you free? If you are free, help me bring over the eels that I picked out earlier and put in the basin in the innermost corner." Jiang Feng has already started cooking.
Five minutes ago, he and Zhang Zhiyun sent a message. Zhang Zhiyun told him that Zhang Chu and Peng Changping spent the day wandering in the alleys. Qin Guisheng was playing online despite the time difference and fell asleep in the middle. He had just woken up and had not eaten breakfast. Just continue to play online.
Jiang Feng roughly estimated the time. There was almost a thirteen-hour time difference between Peiping and the United States. Qin Guisheng woke up quite early. It was probably not yet dawn over the United States.
"Okay Brother Feng, do you want to take the eel? Do you want me to help you dissect the eel?" Sang Ming was very enthusiastic and even used you.
Jiang Feng:...
It doesn't have to be this way.
Eels don’t need help, but rabbits need help. Tai Feng Building has employees who specialize in handling live poultry and rabbits, but Jiang Feng is not sure about their skills. He originally wanted to trouble his biological father. Wang Xiulian was addicted to eating rabbits for a while. Jiang Jiankang was very good at killing rabbits. As a result, Jiang Jiankang disappeared somewhere and was out of sight in the kitchen. Jiang Feng could only trouble the low-key and versatile man. Master Wang.
"Master Wang." Jiang Feng carried the rabbit and walked to Master Wang who was picking vegetables. "Are you free now? If you are free, can you help me deal with this rabbit? This rabbit will be used later. When stir-fried, drain the blood and cut into small pieces.”
"No problem, just leave it here for a few minutes." Master Wang also looked very enthusiastic. Looking at Jiang Feng, he seemed to suddenly remember something. He hesitated and whispered: "Brother Feng, what you showed today is really amazing." , He is indeed a secretive person, worthy of being accepted as a closed disciple by Master Peng.”
Jiang Feng:...
Master Wang, your son is almost as old as me, please wake up!
Jiang Feng wanted to open his mouth to explain, but he didn't know how to explain. He immediately clarified the matter of being accepted as a disciple by Peng Changping, but not many people seemed to care, and some thought he was being modest and pretentious.
As for Brother Feng...
Don't mention Brother Feng to him. He is now allergic to these two words and gets a headache when he hears them.
Jiang Feng could only go back and seize the time to cook, while the others seized the time to gossip before they were completely busy.
"I think Brother Feng is different now. He has a masterly demeanor in every move he makes, and he talks less. Sure enough, even masters talk less." Sang Ming pulled Zhang Weiyu and sighed.
Zhang Weiyu was chopping potatoes without emotion, and said expressionlessly: "Only villains die from talking too much."
The implication is that you can say less.
It's a pity that Sang Ming couldn't understand the meaning of Zhang Weiyu's words, and continued to sigh: "Actually, the dishes that Brother Feng used to cook were quite delicious, but I don't know why he always cooks some weird dishes, making him cry and laugh. Let people think about things, I will eat what Brother Feng does I keep thinking of my sister when I'm cooking the food, and I don't know why. It's good like this now. It's delicious and I don't think much about it. It's all because of my sister's appearance. If she were a beautiful woman, I might be quite happy. ”
Zhang Weiyu:......
I think this is not a problem with the dish but with you.
"I think the dishes made by Brother Feng are different from the original ones." Zhang Weiyu helped Jiang Feng make the whole pigeon deboned from the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon. He knew more about Jiang Feng's previous cooking skills than Sang Ming, "Maybe it's Enlightened.”
"Enlightenment?" Sang Ming thought for a while, "Is it the kind of enlightenment in cultivation novels where one sees through one's inner demons and achieves great martial arts?"
"...You are talking about martial arts novels."
"It's all the same."
Zhang Weiyu put the cut potatoes into a sweet dish and said: "Absolutely. I haven't realized it. I don't understand it, but my dad has. Isn't my family a blacksmith? My dad was not good at blacksmithing. No matter how he did it, he was still a little behind. Until I It was the same when I was in elementary school. The things he made were not good, and my family's business was not good, so I was very poor at that time. At that time, I thought that I must not be like my dad in the future. If I can't learn, I can't even support myself. "< br>
"Then what?" Sang Ming heard the story.
"Later, when I entered junior high school, I had to take supplementary classes for poor grades, and my family had no money. My father became worried, and then he realized his worries." Zhang Weiyu said.
Sang Ming:?
"So..." Sang Ming thought for a while, "Brother Feng became enlightened by eating? Did he become enlightened after eating a big meal?"
"I don't know, I haven't eaten it, maybe. Since then, my father's craftsmanship has improved. He has become famous and made money. He also has several apprentices, but I still don't want to blacksmith."
"Why?" Sang Ming was confused.
"What if I don't realize it? This thing is like metaphysics, who can say for sure. It's better to study hard and get into a good university. Even if you don't make a lot of money, you won't starve to death." Zhang Weiyu said.
Sang Ming looked at him with suspicion.
Zhang Weiyu:......
"It's an accident that I'm like this!"
Sang Ming expressed disbelief.
"Really, my classmate is not like this, please listen to my explanation..."
Others are not as divergent as Sang Ming, who thinks that Jiang Feng developed his current cooking skills because of a big meal, but others also have the same idea. Basically, they all think that Jiang Feng has the chef he has now. Peng Changping.
It’s all thanks to Master Peng’s teachings!
Including Jiang Feng's biological father and grandfather felt the same way.
Jiang Jiankang was having a heart-to-heart talk with his biological father.
To be precise, the old man was having a heart-to-heart talk with Jiang Jiankang.
Jiang Jiankang was very frightened. He felt that his father was not normal today.
"Jiankang." The old man was doubting his life, "Have you ever felt that you have been delayed by me in these years?"
Jiang Jiankang:......
Dad, if you want to hit me, you can hit me directly. You don’t have to go through all these twists and turns. I’m afraid.
"How is it possible, Dad? Our family can live the life we have now because of your teachings!" Jiang Jiankang said firmly, "How could you have such a terrible idea? Without you, our family would not be as good as these years. How can it be said that days are delayed? ”
"But I think it's just a delay." The old man rarely reflected on himself for an afternoon, and deeply felt that his teaching level was not good compared to the third brother. His sons and grandsons may all be talented, but he didn't teach them. That's why Jiang Feng made such radical progress after studying with Peng Changping for just one week.
"Impossible!"
"It must have been a delay. You and the boss are so talented. It was probably because of my delay that we became what we are now." The old man murmured.
Jiang Jiankang:?
I am hearing hallucinations. My dad compliments me on my talent?
"Hey, it's all me that delayed you." The old man fell into an endless cycle of self-blame.
Jiang Jiankang:......
It's over, his father's mind seems to be suddenly not normal.
Jiang Jiankang looked around in panic, trying to find help. Suddenly, he seemed to see Peng Changping.
He didn't remember much about Zhang Chu and Zhang Zhiyun, but he remembered Peng Changping. He had just eaten the barbecue cooked by Peng Changping himself not long ago.
"Dad, Master Peng seems to be here. Would you like to go to the kitchen and watch Dian Xiaofeng and ask him to cook carefully and not to make mistakes." Jiang Jiankang felt that he had found a perfect breakthrough.
The old man also saw Peng Changping, who was holding a mobile phone and making a video call with Qin Guisheng.
Hey, the control group.
"Hmph." The old man snorted coldly, "What's so good about it? After learning how to cook for so many years, you can't even cook a few home-cooked dishes? If you look at how to cook for so many years, wouldn't you learn it like a dog? ”
After saying that, the old man left Tai Feng Building angrily and walked towards the teahouse.
He has to make up for the tea he didn't drink at noon today.
He, Jiang Weiguo, skipped work, understand?
Jiang Jiankang:......
Well, his dad seems to be normal again.
So what was his father trying to say by calling him out of the kitchen?
I said a few incomprehensible words, why didn't I say them again.
Jiang Jiankang couldn't understand, shook his head and went back to work. (End of chapter)