Chapter 745 Farewell (1)
This time the fog was particularly long and noisy. Jiang Feng felt that he had been in the fog for about 3 or 4 minutes. This time was so long that he even became impatient and wanted to reach out to push the fog away, but to no avail.
Very noisy.
A very familiar noise.
Jiang Feng heard many sounds in the fog, including footsteps, voices, and the collision of objects. Among them, the sound of dishes colliding was very clear, the sound of knives chopping vegetables, and the sound of stoves burning, one after another, one after another, merging together.
Jiang Feng was very sure that he should be in a large and lively kitchen now.
This made Jiang Feng a little confused.
In Han Guishan's memory, he had seen the state-owned hotel where Jiang Weiming worked. It was quite big, but it was only the size of an ordinary state-owned hotel, not a restaurant.
The back kitchen of that state-owned hotel should not be able to accommodate so many sounds. Jiang Feng felt that it could make so many different sounds at the same time, as well as the voices and footsteps of so many people. The back kitchen should be something like Tai Feng Building and Yong He Ju. A large, single-family restaurant.
The fog finally cleared.
The scene is very familiar.
This is the back kitchen of Tai Fung House, but it is not the Tai Fung House now, but the Tai Fung House a hundred years ago.
It was the Taifeng Tower that Jiang Feng had seen in Jiang Huiqin's memory before.
There were a lot of people in the kitchen. Jiang Feng took a cursory glance and estimated that there were more than 20 people. In addition, there were a machine and miscellaneous items in the stove and cabinets, making the originally large kitchen full to the brim and making it look very crowded. You have to turn aside or give way to the person next to you.
In such a crowded kitchen, only two places are spacious, one is next to Jiang Chengde, and the other is next to Master Chen.
Both of them were cooking. They were wearing thick cotton-padded jackets and their heads were covered with sweat. It was obvious that they had been staying near the stove because the temperature was too high, and they were sweating from the lack of ventilation in the back kitchen. Everyone is busy
At this time, Jiang Chengde was still a middle-aged man, and Master Chen was still in Tai Feng Building at this time. Jiang Feng estimated that Jiang Huiqin might not have married Li Mingyi at this time.
Jiang Feng walked through the crowd and walked to Jiang Chengde.
Jiang Chengde is beating eggs.
Two chopsticks, a bowl of egg liquid, the chopsticks stirred quickly, and the egg liquid was tightly wrapped around the chopsticks as if it had a soul and was very smooth. There was something in the pot that Jiang Feng couldn't tell what it was. It looked like a small dough made from several ingredients mixed together. It looked unattractive.
Jiang Chengde didn't care about the pot, just let the small balls fry in the hot oil, and concentrated on beating the eggs, as if the bowl of egg liquid in his hand was the most important thing.
"Wei Ming, turn on the fire," Jiang Chengde said.
Only then did Jiang Feng notice that the young boy opposite Jiang Chengde who looked like a handyman was actually Jiang Weiming.
Before Jiang Feng could spare the time to look at Jiang Weiming a few more times, Jiang Chengde moved.
He spread the beaten egg liquid evenly over the small balls in the pot in an arc like a waterfall, then quickly picked up the spatula and turned it over, taking advantage of the fact that the egg liquid had not completely contacted the oil at the bottom of the pot to form, so that each Each small ball is evenly coated with a layer of egg wash.
It feels like within a few breaths, each small ball has a thin layer of tender egg skin.
"Take out all the firewood." Jiang Chengde said.
The fireman Jiang Weiming hurriedly pulled out the firewood and moved very quickly.
Jiang Chengde used the residual heat in the pot to quickly thicken the soup, making the small balls in the pot look more shiny, and the tender egg skin outside also looked particularly appetizing.
I saw Jiang Chengde turning the spoon twice in a row. Each time he turned the spoon, he turned the spoon at a full 180 degrees, which was called a perfect big turn. The small balls in the pot were placed on the plate in a very perfect and regular shape. The outermost egg skin was unbroken, shiny and attractive. Jiang Chengde casually grabbed a small handful of white sesame seeds, kneaded them and sprinkled them on the plate for decoration, then ignored them and prepared for the next dish.
Just when Jiang Feng was wondering why the food was not being passed around when it was ready, two young men who had been standing at the door and seemed to be doing nothing suddenly rushed to Jiang Chengde at extremely fast speeds, one carrying the food and the other When cleaning the pot, his hands and feet were nimble and his movements were quick. He raced against time and made Jiang Feng look stupid.
The person who was responsible for serving the food had quick and steady hands. He put the food into the food box almost in the blink of an eye, picked up the food box and ran out. The most amazing thing is that the food box did not move much while the person was running. Jittery, very smooth.
The other one who cleans the pot seems to be inferior. After all, just cleaning the pot will not produce anything new, but he controls his time very well.
Jiang Chengde had just decided on the next dish and picked up the ingredients waiting nearby. His pot was ready and seamless.
Anyway, Jiang Feng was stunned.
He never thought that the chef could be so good at cooking.
It doesn’t matter if there is a person who is responsible for lighting the fire. Anyway, the one who makes the fire is my son. In the future, everyone will have a natural stove and gas stove, and there will be no need for a special person to burn the fire. It doesn’t matter.
But there is one person who is responsible for serving and arranging the dishes, and another person who is responsible for washing the pots. This is a bit scary.
Jiang Feng had never heard of a chef having a special pot washer. None of them would just wash the pot with water after frying a dish.
This is Pai Noodles!
Not to mention that there is a person next to him who is responsible for cutting and marinating meat. I don’t know if the one who cuts and marinates meat is also specialized.
Jiang Feng observed carefully and found that Master Chen on the other side did not seem to be so well-organized. Although he also had a person who was responsible for serving dishes, he still had to wash the pots himself.
But...
Jiang Feng stared at Jiang Chengde and Master Chen for almost half an hour. During this period, a lot of dishes were served, but none of them were dine-in. All were delivered with food boxes.
Or should I say that at this time, the food served at Tai Fung Restaurant is very high-end. It is not brought out, so you must take the food box outside.
The sky outside is completely dark, but it gets dark early in winter. Jiang Feng has no way to judge what time it is. Judging from the busy scene in the kitchen, it should be time for dinner. Anyway, Jiang Chengde and Master Chen are starting from scratch. It didn't stop until the end, and I had to pant while cooking. I couldn't stop to breathe alone.
As more and more vegetables were cooked, the styles of the food boxes also became different. The most important thing was that the boys who rushed over were different every time, so Jiang Feng began to feel that something was not right.
If he remembered correctly, the boss of Tai Feng Tower at this time should be the boss Lu who he had seen in his memory before, who was neither a good person nor a villain. He didn't know whether he was a qualified capitalist, but he was certainly not a philanthropist.
No matter how good or big the business of a restaurant is, it still doesn't need so many waiters delivering food.
At this time, a certain group and a certain hunger had not yet appeared on the land of the motherland. Jiang Feng felt that there would probably not be a dedicated delivery boy responsible for delivering and taking orders.
Jiang Feng glanced at Jiang Chengde.
Jiang Chengde's cooking skills can really be described as miraculous.
He had only seen Jiang Chengde making agarwood soup in his memory before, but he hadn't finished it yet. Although the agarwood in clear soup is very difficult, he actually didn't really see the most difficult part, and the agarwood in clear soup didn't have much room to show off his skills.
Unlike now, when Jiang Chengde wants to stir-fry, stir-fry, and thicken the soup, he can cook it like a magic trick, making it delicious and cool.
Watching him cook is more exciting than watching an ordinary TV series. If you are a child, you can definitely watch Jiang Chengde cooking all day long and watch it with gusto without even blinking.
He is obviously just a seemingly ordinary middle-aged uncle, but he can see the effect of Zhang Guanghang walking on the catwalk while cooking.
Although Jiang Feng has never seen Zhang Guanghang walk on the catwalk.
Jiang Feng hesitated for a moment, wanting to go outside to see what was going on.
If nothing else, I just want to know why there are so many food delivery boys in Tai Feng Building.
After waiting for almost ten minutes, Jiang Chengde seemed a little tired. After finishing a delicious-looking and wonderful dish that Jiang Feng had never seen before, he stopped and rubbed his wrists.
Then, a scene that was destined to be unforgettable for Jiang Feng appeared.
The ordinary young man who was cleaning the cabinets in the corner and looked like a kitchen cleaner suddenly walked quickly to Jiang Chengde and held his wrists and arms down.
Jiang Feng:! ! !
This is the show!
What’s the point of bringing your own pot washer when cooking? Cooking dishes and bringing your own masseur is the real Pai Noodles!
Taking advantage of Jiang Chengde's break, Jiang Feng quickly walked to the door, tested the distance and found that without the air wall, he should be able to walk further, so he stepped out.
The door of the kitchen that was open at this time was the back door, and the waiters also came in through the back door. The back door did not lead to the restaurant. Jiang Feng's memory of Jiang Huiqin before was a little vague. He only vaguely remembered that if he came in through the back door, there should be a small courtyard outside. Even if it wasn't a small courtyard, there wouldn't be any buildings. It was just an open space anyway.
Jiang Feng was ready to step out and not see anything. After all, there were no street lights on the road at this time.
The lights are bright.
The lights are really bright, and everything in sight looks like lanterns.
There was a line at the back door.
Not only were there people, it was also very noisy, but the kitchen was also very noisy, so it blocked the noise outside and Jiang Feng had never heard it before.
There was a long line of people lined up at the back door. Jiang Feng glanced over and estimated that there were at least thirty or forty people. The one at the front seemed to be in charge, or maybe the person responsible for maintaining discipline. He was not standing in the line, and was wearing a thick cotton coat. He stood in the cold wind with his hands and feet curled up because of the cold, but his back was very straight. Zhenghe was ranked third. Six people are talking.
Although it's not really dark outside with everyone holding lanterns, it's definitely not bright either. I can see people outside who can light up the road, but that's about it. I want to see through the light of these lanterns at waist height. The expressions on those people's faces were a bit crazy.
Jiang Feng took several steps forward and barely saw the expression of the person in charge who looked like he was in front of him until his face was close to his face.
With a smile on his face, he looked like he was open for business.
"Master Hu, hurry up. What time is it now? You don't know that our palace is far away from your Taifeng Tower. Even if I get the food and hurry back, it will take half an hour. I If it's too late to go back, the manager will be willing I must be punished. It doesn’t matter if I can’t get any rewards or good luck on New Year’s Eve. It would be unlucky if I got scolded for no reason.” The person in fifth place noticed that the material of his clothes was slightly more expensive than the others. The fat boy complained.
"Look at what you said, Mr. Qian. I can't bear your words, Mr. Hu. I'm just an ordinary waiter. Besides, besides the old prince and the old princess, who else can punish you, Mr. Qian?" The prince and the old princess are both the most kind-hearted people in our city of Peiping. Why? Is it possible that I will punish you for a dish? If I remember correctly, April will be the old princess’s 50th birthday. I hope you can say a few good words to the old princess so that this birthday banquet will be held at our Tai Feng Building. This way I can have light when I walk outside." Mr. Hu said with a smile.
Manager Qian was really anxious when he saw that look: "Don't slander me with these unworthy words. The birthday of our old princess must be held at Taifeng Building. Who can master Jiang's craftsmanship in Beijing now?" I don’t know. Please go and remind me a little bit about these three dishes. If I’m late, it will be too late.”
"Don't worry, I've just urged you and I'm doing it now. This is all in order. Can I still not know the time for the Royal New Year's Eve dinner? Don't worry, it won't be too late." Mr. Hu looked sure. , "Look at how many people are behind you. I told you when I came to place an order two days ago. If Master Jiang is too busy, you can order from Master Chen and other masters." , but you still insist on fixing Master Jiang. Master Jiang only has two hands and he is not a god. How can he be so fast? You can rest assured that it will never be too late and we will not delay you. We just want to do it. The old prince and the old princess have specially arranged this position for you because they want freshly cooked and hot dishes that don't need to be left out for a long time." Mr. Hu comforted him and glanced inside.
"It's from Mr. Zheng's house, right? The food is almost ready. Please come forward and wait."
The boy who was first in line quickly put the lantern aside and was waiting at the door with a food box.
Jiang Feng was dumbfounded at the door and was also dumbfounded.
At the same time, I feel that this Mr. Hu is really good at talking and comforting people. He can say such a long series of words without pausing. He has clear thinking and quick words. The most important thing is that he never forgets to bring business to the restaurant at any time. Taifeng If Lou now has such excellent waiters, why worry about bad business?
On the other hand, he felt that Jiang Chengde's reputation in Peking back then might be greater than he imagined.
On New Year's Eve, every household will have New Year's Eve dinner at home, and they will definitely not come to restaurants to dine in. However, so many takeaways are really an exaggeration.
Arrange the noodles!
Jiang Feng suddenly felt that those massages and massages inside just now were nothing.
This belongs to both the prince and the minister, and even TV dramas would not dare to shoot it like this. What could be better than just after the end of the feudal dynasty, the transition period between the old society and the new society where feudal ethics remained, which made countless powerful people bend their backs (of course, they were former powerful people) and sent their family servants to wait in the cold wind with lanterns. Waiting for the food, what if the food is not served until the New Year's Eve dinner to make it more elaborate?
This is the real show!
(End of chapter)