Chapter 727 Chickpea Flower’s First Show
In today's environment, there is no airtight wall.
When the top-floor restaurant had not yet opened, he had done such a good job of keeping it secret. True or false news was still spread through various channels. By the time he officially announced the opening and the information about the chef, there were quite a few famous restaurants in Peiping. I have already had a rough idea of the situation.
Naturally, the news of Tai Feng Tower’s summer banquet could not be concealed, not to mention that Tai Feng Tower had never wanted to hide it from the beginning but was too lazy to publicize it.
Almost the next day after the invitations were sent out, all the restaurants in Peiping knew that Tai Feng Restaurant had hired Sun Maocai. In order to let this nationally renowned Cantonese cuisine master make his debut, they specially organized a midsummer banquet and a competition in the top-floor restaurant.
Yes, in the eyes of outsiders, the Summer Banquet in Tai Feng House is just to attract Sun Maocai, so everyone focuses on Sun Maocai and analyzes Sun Maocai. When asking about the menu of the Summer Banquet, the focus is basically on Cantonese cuisine, which is completely ignored. There are three other chefs named Jiang.
Because the chefs and other restaurant owners were not invited, everyone could only watch the excitement without being able to eat on site. Most of the Chinese restaurants in Peiping are all about eating melon, waiting for the gods of Tai Feng House and the top restaurant to start fighting. For example, Yonghe Ju who has a good relationship with Tai Feng House, especially the back cooks of Yonghe Ju who have become colleagues with Jiang Feng, They all sincerely hope that Tai Feng Tower can use the Midsummer Banquet to give the top-floor restaurant a hard blow and let them know that away games are not so easy.
And what is the restaurant on the top floor of Chigua Center doing?
Or what is Chef Arnold, the core of this melon, doing?
He didn't care at all about the midsummer banquet in Tai Feng Tower, and he didn't pay attention to Sun Maocai at all. He was doing whatever he was supposed to do these days, and he didn't get much work for a penny. On the contrary, Roland, the former chef, used the money to buy cabbage with the intention of selling contraband. When Chef Arnold was away, he reported the summer banquet to the boss on the other side of the ocean.
The boss takes it very seriously. Several other branches of old Michelin restaurants are already selecting locations and selecting chefs. Now is the critical moment. He has spent so much money and still hasn't recouped his money, and he doesn't want to lose his way to victory. But it was useless for him to pay attention to it. He was not in Peiping, and it was useless for him to be in Peiping. Chef Arnold didn't listen to him at all and still went his own way, completely ignoring Shengxia Feast and Sun Maocai.
At 6 o'clock in the evening on August 6, Chef Arnold stayed in the back kitchen as usual. Although he did not go outside to look, he also noticed that the passenger flow today seemed to be much less than before.
Arnold stopped Tao Shu, who was passing by, and asked in a slightly broken but comprehensible Chinese that didn't sound very good: "Is the midsummer banquet at Tai Feng Tower today?"
Tao Shu was shocked. His first reaction was that the chef actually scolded me in Chinese today. Am I going to be fired? It took him a few seconds to realize that Chef Arnold only sounded like he was scolding. In fact, he was not. He cursed and breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's today." Tao Shu said.
Chef Arnold nodded and stopped talking. Tao Shu hurriedly escaped from here.
In the distance, Roland saw that Chef Arnold was not busy and walked towards him quickly, and whispered in English: "Mr. Arnold, I think we should pay attention to the midsummer banquet at Taifeng Tower. You have also seen it, because in midsummer We lost a lot of guests tonight.”
Chef Arnold said impatiently: "That's because they invited those guests, and the guests only came today after accepting the invitation. If we hold the same banquet and invite guests, the guests will still come to my place."
"But they invited Sun Maocai."
"It's just a defeat." Chef Arnold was very dismissive. "Except for that person, no one can take the guests away from me."
Roland:?
What happened to the sudden change in the atmosphere?
"That person?" Roland asked.
Arnold didn't seem to hear Roland's words: "You want to steal my customers by inviting Sun Maocai. The boss of Taifeng Tower underestimates me. Unless that Jiang Feng calls his master, don't even think about it."< br>
"Mr. Peng is already 100 years old, so he won't come out again, right? He hasn't cooked in his own restaurant for many years." Roland didn't understand why Arnold was always competing with the young chef he had never met.
"What do you know? It has been written in the history books of the Chinese nation and some books that the elders prefer their younger sons, and the master also feels sorry for his closed disciples. Tai Feng Tower is his family's restaurant. As long as he is forced to die, he will beg him. I'll help you." Arnold said this several times, which made Roland confused.
Before Roland could react, Arnold seemed to have remembered something worth being angry about. He walked up to an assistant chef with a look of displeasure and cursed him in English mixed with French for not being able to even make a waffle.
In the back kitchen of Tai Feng Building, Jiang Feng was making chickpeas.
The game is still being upgraded, and the appraisal skill cannot be used. Jiang Feng cannot intuitively judge the quality of the cooked dishes, so he can only rely on his not very good tongue to choose the one he thinks is the best among these heavenly soups. Of course , based on the opinions of three head chefs.
Chickpea pudding is a dish, and it is also the only dish Jiang Feng serves at the midsummer banquet. In order to prevent Jiang Feng from being distracted by other things, Wang Xiulian deliberately removed Jiang Feng's menu from the ordering system. He only needs to make these 51 servings of chickpeas tonight, and he can do whatever he wants with the rest of the time. He can sit at the cold dish window and use a telescope to peek at the expressions on the faces of the diners.
Jiang Feng was a little nervous.
He successfully made the S-level chickpea flower in one go, which can be regarded as the smoothest dish he has ever made. Now that the game is upgrading, he can't see the dish ratings. Even though he knows it's impossible, he still can't help but worry that making A-level chickpeas won't trigger the buff. He can't help but have random thoughts.
Although his mind couldn't help but think wildly, his hands and feeling were still very reliable. By the time the chickpea flower was about to come out of the pot and was about to take shape, Jiang Feng felt that everything was going well, but he was still nervous.
The dish is ready.
It's almost 7 o'clock.
Jiang Feng didn't move.
He wanted to taste it first.
Although there is no use in trying it, even if it tastes bad, he won't be able to make two pots again, but he just wants to try it now. No, it should be said that he doesn't dare to serve the chickpea pudding now and uses wanting to taste it as an excuse.
Jiang Feng felt that he seemed to rely too much on his appraisal skills, so much so that he didn't have much confidence in his dishes even when he couldn't see the big S-level sign on the dishes.
"Xiao Feng, what's wrong?" Jiang Weiming noticed that Jiang Feng stared at the chickpeas in the pot without moving, thinking that something had gone wrong and hurried over.
"No...it's nothing." Jiang Feng said.
"Are you nervous?" Jiang Weiming could see why Jiang Feng suddenly stopped moving.
"A bit." Jiang Feng told the truth.
Jiang Weiming looked at the chicken bean sprouts in the pot: "The shape is complete, the appearance is tender and smooth, and it looks fine enough to be mistaken for the real thing. We have also tasted the clear soup. It is a top-notch product. There will be no problems. Let's serve it in a bowl."
Jiang Weiming's words gave Jiang Feng confidence. He also felt that the pot of chickpea pudding looked fine, but he couldn't see that the S-class was not confident enough. Now that Jiang Weiming had given him confidence, Jiang Feng began to fill the bowl.
The small bowl for serving chickpea pudding is carefully chosen by Wang Xiulian. It should not be too luxurious, nor too simple. The small bowl has no pattern or unique shape, but it looks very comfortable and grand, which is perfect for the low-key in the bowl. Luxurious chickpea flowers.
"Brother Feng, are the chickpea flowers ready? Sister Yue said the dishes are ready and they are ready to remove the refreshments." Sang Ming shouted.
"Okay, I'll be loading the plate for two minutes!" Jiang Feng shouted.
As a plating expert, Jiang Feng is very skilled in plating equipment, and he does it quickly and well. Chickpea pudding does not need any additional decoration, it just needs to be the first reaction when it is served on the table.
Jiang Feng couldn't make the tofu pudding in every bowl the same, he could only make it almost the same, with different shapes. When the bowls of chicken and tofu pudding are stacked together, they really look like bowls of randomly packed tofu pudding. They are bowls. A bit smaller.
The chickpea puddings were sent out from the food delivery window, and under Ji Yue's supervision, several beautiful waiters who were temporarily transferred from the private rooms on the second floor delivered them steadily to each guest.
The food was served first and no one spoke.
When the diners saw the food on the table, they stopped talking and began to look at the ordinary-looking bowl of chickpea pudding.
Because they didn’t know the menu in advance, basically everyone’s first reaction was: Why did Tai Feng Restaurant serve beancurd for the first time without any ingredients?
But everyone is basically well-informed and wealthy in food, so some people quickly reacted.
"This is chicken bean curd!"
Then the man couldn't wait to take a bite: "It's really chickpea pudding."
Now even the well-informed foodie was stunned and exclaimed: "It's actually chicken bean curd. This really shocked me at first sight."
“I really didn’t expect that there could be chickpea flowers that look so fake!”
"It's not that you said that I really didn't expect it to be chicken bean curd. I was just wondering what the bean curd was on the first dish."
The exclamations kept coming and going.
Someone casually asked the waiter next to him: "Is this chicken bean curd made by Mr. Jiang?"
"Are you talking about Chef Jiang? No, today's chicken bean curd was made by Master Jiang Feng." The waiter explained.
Now the person who asked the question was stunned. Although Jiang Feng's buff dishes like shredded yam were popular, he was really not famous compared to the two old men. There are too many chefs named Jiang in Tai Feng House and they all belong to the same family. Many diners can’t tell them apart. There are even some diners who can’t even tell the difference between the two old men and just remember their surname Jiang.
"Jiang Feng?" The man murmured, obviously it was an unfamiliar name to him.
"Old Qian, what are you doing? The food has already been served." The person next to him pulled him.
Only then did Lao Qian notice that everyone had been quiet for some time. They lowered their heads and ate chicken bean curds. Everyone's movements were consistent, but no one spoke, so he seemed very different just now.
"Hey, what are you doing..." Lao Qian wanted to ask the people next to him, but found that he had become like everyone else, ignoring people and focusing on eating.
Lao Qian shook his head, thinking that all these problems were like being possessed by evil spirits, so he picked up a spoon and took a spoonful of chickpea pudding.
Entrance.
Indescribably wonderful taste.
! ! !
For a moment, Lao Qian thought of nothing else.
Don't think about who Jiang Feng is, or why everyone is quiet.
Because he was also quiet. Eat vegetables, eat vegetables!
(End of chapter)