Chapter 702 Exactly the same
"Pap-pap-pap-pap-pap."
Sang Ming suddenly started clapping.
Different from the feeble and slow applause when listening to the leader's speech, Sang Ming wanted to pat his hands red when he applauded, like a seal happily patting its belly in an aquarium.
Sang Ming's applause was just the beginning. He woke up the others, and everyone began to applaud. The thunderous applause resounded throughout the entire kitchen. Those who didn't know thought that the kitchen at Tai Feng Building was holding some exciting mobilization meeting. , in the end, Wu Minqi and Zhang Guanghang even joined in and clapped their hands twice.
It is indeed exciting.
The lobby employees and handymen present may not be able to tell, but the staff in the kitchen, even Sang Ming, who can't touch the pot with half a bucket of water, can tell that Jiang Feng made chicken bean curd today and can afford it in the future. It was a respectful title of master.
However, at his age, few people can say this "Master".
"Brother Feng, you are so awesome. You have made such awesome chicken bean curds." Sang Ming was not educated enough and couldn't use the adjective "Awesome".
"Yes, yes, Brother Feng, you are really amazing." Everyone agreed.
The master can't say it out loud, but he can still say "Brother Feng".
Jiang Feng:...
It’s okay to call Master Wang, Uncle Jiang, why are you joining in the fun?
Jiang Feng coughed twice in embarrassment and looked at the chickpeas in the pot.
The portion of this pot is quite large. Although it is not possible for each person to have a bowl, it is still okay for each person to try some. Everyone had been watching quietly for such a long time, applauding, cheering, and calling Brother Feng. I guess they weren't so active at concerts on weekdays. Jiang Feng felt a little sorry for not letting everyone have a try.
"Should we let grandpa and third grandpa taste this before we eat it?" Jiang Feng asked.
"Yeah." Wu Minqi nodded.
"I'm going to call the master and uncle!" Jiang Weisheng immediately stopped this beautiful job, squeezed out of the crowd at a speed that exceeded his previous running speed, and slipped away.
Ji Yue has never eaten chicken bean curd. As a senior employee of Tai Feng Tower, she has eaten many good things, such as eight-treasure chestnut pigeon, Watan Huadiao chicken, and even Jiang Weiming's golden pheasant and cannonball. Tasted. Just because she had never eaten chickpea pudding didn't mean that she couldn't see how difficult Jiang Feng had just made and how difficult it was to make it look like this.
"Lao Zhang, I found that Jiang Feng is really... different from what he used to be." Ji Yue sighed, "In the past two days, I saw the comments given by guests on the carrot yam. The room manager and I thought Jiang Feng was like this. I have learned a lot from Master Peng over the past month and my cooking skills have improved. Now it seems that this is not just an improvement, but a complete transformation. Is Master Peng so good?”
"Master Jiang is so powerful, but Uncle Jiang is still like this." Zhang Guanghang said in a low voice, "Master leads me in. Practice depends on the individual. The main thing is Jiang Feng himself."
Ji Yue looked at Zhang Guanghang: "Why do I feel like you are happier than Jiang Feng."
Although Zhang Guanghang didn't show it on his face, Ji Yue could still hear the unconcealable happiness in his tone after being in love with him for so long.
"Maybe he is helping my master to be happy." Zhang Guanghang raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a handsome smile.
On the other side, Jiang Weiming was persuading Jiang Weiguo in the teahouse.
"Brother, I really don't understand you. You have seen how far Xiaofeng has improved these days. You are obviously very happy in your heart, but why are you always sullen? Have you not watched Xiaofeng and Jiankang these days? Don’t you even dare to talk to you? Jiankang avoids you in the kitchen.”
"You're not happy that your grandson has become successful, Lao Jiang, you are going a little too far." said the old man sitting at the next table who often drank tea with the two old men.
"What do you know? This is different." Jiang Weiguo said angrily.
"What's different? Didn't you say before that your grandson's cooking skills were taught by you since he was a child? Now that your grandson has become successful, what's there to be unhappy about? If my grandson is willing to learn painting from me since he was a child, and now he is successful, I will I’m afraid I’ll wake up laughing in the middle of the night,” the old man said.
Jiang Weiguo:......
The problem now is that even if his grandson was not taught to become a good person by him, he was called to become a good person by someone else!
Jiang Weiguo said nothing.
Jiang Weiming took a sip of tea: "Still unhappy?"
Jiang Weiguo remained silent, acquiescing.
"Xiao Feng's cooking skills were taught by you. You laid the foundation and learned the basic skills from you. Even if it took him three months of studying with Master Peng to reach his current level, he would be able to achieve his level of success after just three months of studying with Master Peng. You are the one who is at his current level. You are the one who led him on the road and paved the way for him. You are Xiaofeng’s real master, and we are just the icing on the cake.”
"Although Xiaofeng has been practicing clear soup with me these days, if he really encounters a problem, the first person he wants to ask for advice is you. Think about it, when Xiaofeng was practicing dishes in the kitchen, did he not first Asking for your help, you will only think of me when you are away. This is instinct and habit, and it cannot be changed. Just like Xiaofeng's cooking skills were taught by you, this is something that cannot be changed." When I was teaching Jiang Sanitation, I wasn't as careful as I am now.
The old man's face looked a little better.
"The clear soup Xiaofeng made yesterday was already very good, and it's not inferior to me at all. He sent me away today. I think he wanted to practice chicken bean curd, but he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to make it and would be embarrassed in front of you and me. . This child Xiaofeng doesn’t. He made chicken bean curd. He said that he learned some from Master Peng a few days ago, but I don’t think he can make it this time. Let’s go back and give him some pointers later. Don’t scare him with this look on his face. ”
The old man finally spoke: "How can I scare him? With his current skills, he can walk sideways in Peiping. I'm afraid I can't compare with him. Who can scare him? In such a short time, it's like trying to make a chicken." Douhua, he is not afraid of falling if he walks too fast.”
"Young people are all like this. When I first learned how to cook cannonball with my father, I followed a little bit and then wanted to start making the whole set. It is a good thing to dare to get started. Only by doing more and making more mistakes can you make faster progress. Whoever learns cooking does not fail again and again. Xiaofeng dares to take the initiative and is not discouraged even if he fails, which is a good thing.”
"I know." The old man sighed and his expression softened a lot, "I'm just not used to it."
Sun Tzu suddenly grew up to the level of a master, making him suddenly feel old.
But he is indeed old. Although he doesn't want to admit it, occasionally when he secretly cooks two side dishes for himself at home, he will add more salt because it tastes better.
"Third brother, I understand. I'll pay attention to it in the future." The old man relaxed.
Jiang Weiming was about to say something to comfort his younger brother when he realized that the person looking around at the stairs seemed to be his apprentice.
Jiang Weisheng also saw Jiang Weiming and Jiang Weiguo.
"Master, uncle!" Jiang Weisheng ran towards the two of them, his forehead covered with sweat from trotting just now.
"What's so urgent?" Jiang Weiming thought something had happened to Tai Feng Tower.
"Brother Feng...ah, no, it's Xiao Feng. Xiao Feng has made chickpea puddings. I'll ask you two to try it." Jiang Wengsheng said impatiently.
"Xiao Feng actually did it. Little brother, look at what I said. It seems that Xiao Feng is even better than I thought." Jiang Weiming said with a smile, not paying much attention.
There are completely different concepts between making chickpea pudding and having it done to a certain level.
Jiang Weiguo:?
What did you just say?
"No, no." Jiang Wengshi thought he couldn't express himself clearly, "Master, Xiaofeng's chickpea pudding is exactly the same as the real thing. No, it's exactly the same as you made it, exactly the same as the one you made before!"
Jiang Weiming was stunned.
Jiang Weiguo was also stunned.
"Are you telling me again, Xiaofeng's chicken bean curd is exactly the same as what?" Jiang Weiming had already misheard.
"It's exactly the same as what you made before. If others don't know it and I don't know it, Xiaofeng's chickpea pudding is exactly the same as what you made back then!" Jiang Wengsheng felt like he was almost stammering when he said exactly the same thing. .
"Xiao Feng is still waiting for you in the kitchen to have a try!"
Jiang Weiming stood up and moved extremely quickly: "Sanitation, you go and take over the bill first, little brother, we..."
When Jiang Weiming turned his head, Jiang Weiguo had already left, and in a blink of an eye, Kung Fu's wife was at the top of the stairs.
The kind that moves very quickly.
Definitely eat it in the next chapter!
(End of chapter)