Chapter 698 The Taste of Broth
Since Yongheju does not provide takeout service, there are not many takeout boxes in the store, and there are no takeout boxes that can hold soup. Jiang Feng searched around and finally borrowed several people's lunch boxes to put away the S-level soup he had hoisted out. Plan to send it back later.
Peng Changping asked him to go back early, and now in the middle of the afternoon he went directly to Taifeng Building carrying two lunch boxes. S-level finished soup stock also has a buff that can increase the sensitivity of diners in a short period of time. Jiang Feng just tasted some and didn't feel much. Maybe it's because his sense of taste is normal and the buff effect is not obvious, but he still wants Jiang Weiming to try it. taste.
If all this works, S-level chickpea pudding will definitely restore his sense of taste.
Even just a little bit is okay.
When Jiang Feng arrived at Tai Feng Building with a lunch box, the player business had already started. Wang Xiulian was standing behind the cashier with a pen and writing on paper. She was a little surprised to see Jiang Feng coming: "Er, why are you here today?" ”
"Mom, I've finished studying." Jiang Feng was still a little proud.
Wang Xiulian was shocked: "You have learned it, you have completed it, and you have become a teacher?"
Could it be that my son is a genius? !
Wang Xiulian was completely shocked. She was ready for Jiang Feng to learn from Peng Changping for a year and a half.
As a result, her son told her that he had finished studying in three months.
"No, no." Jiang Feng quickly denied, "I have now finished learning the step of soup stock. The business in the store has not been very good recently. I plan to come back for a while. It just happens that I can use this time to digest and digest so as not to encourage the growth of the seedlings. Always in Yonghe It’s not good to stay here. Now the chefs at Yongheju think I’m their colleague, and it takes them a long time to remember that I’m actually from Tai Feng House.”
"Yes." Wang Xiulian nodded, "But actually there is no need. You can't help much if the business in the store is not good. Your grandfather has been cooking every now and then, which doesn't have much effect. The room manager said that if your third grandfather If you can cook once in a while, let's advertise and buy it. Buying publicity may be able to bring back those old diners, but your third grandfather has not been in good health since his last illness, and he has not been able to work in the kitchen. It is not good if the business is not good, and he is still an old man. The body is important.”
Although Comrade Wang Xiulian loves money and cares about turnover, she still understands the basic principles and principles, and is definitely not someone who takes advantage of the situation.
Jiang Feng:...
Mom, I’m already a double Grandmaster, why don’t you have some confidence in me?
On the attribute panel, my cooking skills are already higher than those of my grandpa!
Of course, Jiang Feng would not dare to praise Haikou and brazenly say that the old man's cooking skills are no longer as good as his.
Skills have specializations, and chefs also have specialties. Maybe the old man is no longer as good as Jiang Feng in difficult dishes like chickpeas that focus on heat and seasoning, but his so many years of cooking experience are not in vain. In the fields where the old man is good at, such as home-cooked meat dishes and butchered pigs. In terms of food, he still has an absolute advantage.
Not to mention the double master Jiang Feng, even the third master Jiang Weiming may not be as good as the old man in this regard.
Jiang Feng has been thinking since he discovered that the last tens of thousands of master-level proficiency points need to be accumulated by the quality of the dishes. If the old man had not stayed in a small place like Z City, but stayed in Jubao Tower or other big cities as a chef, With more and better opportunities to try to make those difficult dishes, will he now be like Jiang Weiming, a master of all three basic attributes?
"By the way, who is the lunch box in your hand for?" Wang Xiulian asked.
"It contains the broth I pulled out today. Master Peng thought it was very good, so he asked me to bring it over for Grandpa and Third Grandpa to taste." Jiang Feng said, "Mom, do you want to try it too?"
"Chicken soup, right? I don't drink this to lose weight recently. It's just time for your third grandfather to drink more to replenish his body. Come in." Wang Xiulian will soon know what she has lost.
Jiang Feng happily slipped into the kitchen carrying his lunch box.
Everyone was working. This time, the person near the door was changed from Sang Ming to Zhang Weiyu. He was holding a large piece of ham and it was obvious that he had just come from the warehouse.
"Brother Feng, you are here." Zhang Weiyu greeted Jiang Feng, his words full of respect.
Jiang Feng:...
No need to, you are older than me in terms of age.
The reason why Jiang Feng was hospitalized last time was not a shameful thing. Jiang Jiankang and Wang Xiulian didn't hide it. Anyone who inquired would know that Jiang Feng was admitted to the hospital because he was too diligent and overworked. When outsiders heard this, they just sighed and said that in this age, it is rare for someone to be so serious about learning. When the chefs at Tai Feng House heard this, they were only shocked and admired.
There are so many chefs in Tai Feng Building. In addition to Zhang Guanghang and Wu Minqi, there are also a few brought by the Jiang family. The others should ask themselves, who comes here not for money, but who comes here for their dreams.
Everyone gathers here simply because the wages offered by Tai Fung House are high.
Even Ji Xue did it for money in the beginning. Of course, now it's mainly for money.
Now, their little boss is hospitalized due to overwork for his dream.
What an inspiring story, what a touching story, what a reverent spirit.
Although Zhang Weiyu couldn't do it, it didn't stop him from admiring Jiang Feng.
There was once such a person who liked to fish at work. When his restaurant encountered a crisis, he worked so hard that he was sent to the hospital due to overwork. Zhang Weiyu felt that he was simply witnessing the birth of a boss in an inspirational drama.
He felt that when Jiang Feng could one day write his memoirs, this incident would be the beginning of the whole book, introducing the full text in the form of a narrative. Zhang Weiyu had already thought of what to write for Jiang Feng, and all he had to do was help him choose a title for his memoirs.
Zhang Weiyu is not the only one who has this feeling of reverence, most of the others feel the same way.
How to describe this feeling? It is probably that everyone is 996. Although the salary is quite high, it is inevitable to complain about the boss. Then one day someone tells you that your boss has been hospitalized because of overwork as 007. You will still complain, but to a certain extent you will have a different view of your boss and feel that he is worthy of being a boss. Sure enough, only 007 can be the boss.
Of course, it would be great if you could increase your salary.
Jiang Feng didn't know that Zhang Weiyu had thought so much in such a short period of time, so he smiled at him: "I will go back to work normally from tomorrow on, please help me tell the room manager and ask her to put my dishes back on the shelves. By the way, do you also need to tell the supplier? ”
"I'll tell you, don't worry." Zhang Weiyu agreed immediately.
Jiang Feng:?
you?
Jiang Feng glanced at Zhang Weiyu and thought he was a little strange today. Without thinking, he took the lunch box and trotted to Jiang Weiming, who was instructing Jiang Weng to prepare the sauce.
"Add less garlic and try it yourself to see if you have added too much." Jiang Weiming said.
Jiang Weng tasted it: "Master, I think it's pretty good."
Jiang Weiming:......
Jiang Weiming happened to see Jiang Feng and asked him to come over and have a taste.
Jiang Feng put the lunch box on the cooking table, picked up a clean spoon and dipped some dark red sauce into it to taste: "The garlic taste is a bit strong, Uncle Jiang, you added too much."
After saying that, Jiang Feng moved the lunch box in front of Jiang Weiming, opened the lunch box and revealed the warm soup stock inside: "Grandpa Third, this is the soup stock I made today. It's still warm. Master Peng said the pot I made today is very good. I’ll bring it here for you to try.”
Jiang Weiming laughed: "You kid, just bring some here. Why are you bringing so much? The broth is for cooking, not for drinking. Besides, I..."
Jiang Weiming glanced at Jiang Weiguo who was not far away from him, but he still didn't say those words after all.
"Grandpa Third, please have a taste. Uncle Jiang, please have a little too. I'll give this to Grandpa first." Jiang Feng didn't allow Jiang Weiming to refuse, and walked towards the old man carrying another lunch box.
The old man was less than five meters in front. He listened clearly to the conversation between Jiang Weiming and Jiang Feng and was waiting for Jiang Feng to come over.
"Grandpa!"
"Open."
"Okay!"
Done in one go.
Just as Jiang Feng opened the lunch box, Jiang Wengshi still spooned the soup stock from the lunch box into a bowl. It was half a bowl. The yellow and clear soup exuded an alluring fragrance, which made Jiang Wengshi swallow involuntarily.
"Master, Xiaofeng's soup seems to be really good. Try it, even if...you try it too." Jiang Weisheng handed the bowl to Jiang Weiming.
"Okay, I can't let down Xiaofeng's kindness." Jiang Weiming took the bowl with a smile and took a sip.
It's good, quite fresh.
Wait, Xian?
Jiang Weiming was stunned. He brought the bowl in front of him and stared at the soup in the bowl at eye level. He was stunned.
He just seemed to taste like soup stock. (End of chapter)