Chapter 764 The Three Grandmasters (5000 words)
Chef Arnold left. His face was serious when he came, but when he left, his face was full of tears. By the way, Jiang Feng uncovered all the bitter memories of his past. He changed from a super villain to a tragic villain. It can be said that he lost blood. .
But Jiang Feng felt that it was the Jiang family that was really losing money. Just because of a rumor that caused Tai Feng Tower's business to lose money for two months, they were the ones who were really losing money.
People are sitting at home, and pots come from heaven.
The long chat with Chef Arnold lasted for more than 20 minutes. Sang Ming didn't dare to cancel his break when Jiang Feng didn't go back. When Jiang Feng went back, the lunch business was almost over, so he simply stopped cooking. .
Not only do I not have to work, I also have to have lunch.
Today's lunch was cooked by Sun Maocai.
Logically speaking, the head chef would not participate in taking turns cooking lunch. After all, the two old men had never participated in it. But Sun Maocai didn't know why he was always very active in this kind of non-profitable activity, and even found it very novel. If he insisted on participating in it, everyone could only reluctantly agree.
A staff meal was complete with gongs and drums, lanterns and festoons, and the entire Tai Feng Building was filled with a joy that was equivalent to giving out bonuses, wages, lucky money, and a holiday during the Chinese New Year.
Of course, it must be a staff meal, and Sun Maocai would not be able to make expensive dishes such as Taishi Snake Soup, Baked Lobster in Soup, and Pigeon Swallow, which are ordinary home-cooked dishes, mainly Cantonese cuisine. For example, steamed turbot fish, shrimp dumplings, boiled shrimps, honey-glazed barbecued pork, Shacha beef, stuffed tofu, stir-fried beef river, baby cabbage in soup, pan-fried furry egg, claypot rice, radish beef brisket burger, steamed pork ribs with black bean sauce, Pineapple, sweet and sour pork and the like.
Maybe it was because he had no experience making staff meals for the first time, so Sun Maocai cooked too much when he was happy. In addition, he didn't cook at noon, so all of Sun Maocai's scheduled dishes were scheduled for the evening. He was willing to cook them when he was free, so he made the staff meals out of hand. A buffet effect.
In short, everyone was dumbfounded, even the two old men were dumbfounded.
The most touching person was Comrade Jiang Jiankang. While he was eating, he did not forget his brothers who might have finished their lunch.
Jiang Jiankang took a photo of a plate of food and sent it to all Aite members in the family group, asking everyone who hadn't eaten to come over and eat. The most coincidental thing is that at this moment, the eldest aunt is working out in the gym in the nearby shopping mall, and Jiang Jianguo is also on his way to deliver food to his wife. After seeing the news, I immediately became unwell, and the meal was not delivered. The two of them arrived in a flash. Unexpectedly, they thought they were squatting at the door.
Except for Jiang Shoucheng and Jiang Zaide who were at work, the rest of the Jiang family in Peking came. Jiang Junqing was in such a hurry when he came that he even had a pen in his hand.
Jiang Feng, Sun Maocai and Wu Minqi were sitting at the same table for dinner. The pineapple sweet and sour pork that Sun Maocai made for lunch today was very delicious, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The sauce is even more amazing, sweet and sour, but slightly different from the sweet and sour sauces Jiang Feng used to eat.
Jiang Feng, who obviously has no particular love for sweet and sour food, couldn't stop eating it.
Ji Xia also couldn't stop eating. She originally loved eating this kind of sweet and sour food. Her taste was very similar to Jiang Jiankang's. She loved eating both meat and sweet and sour food.
Ji Xia sat at the same table as Jiang Juanlian and Jiang Junqing. The way she wolfed down the meat while eating made people couldn't help but feel that she, Jiang Juanlian and Jiang Junqing were sisters.
"Why do you only eat sweet and sour pork? It's not good to eat like this!" Jiang Junlian took a bite of boiled shrimp, a bite of honey-glazed barbecued pork, a bite of beef brisket, and a bite of beef with shacha. There was nothing vegetarian on the plate, and she actually started to criticize Ji Xia's diet. .
Jiang Feng couldn't help but look towards their table.
"Huh?" Ji Xia was also shocked. He was holding the sweet and sour pork, whether he wanted to eat it or not.
Jiang Junlian put a piece of beef, boiled shrimp, and barbecued pork in her bowl into Ji Xia's bowl: "You can't eat this way. You have to eat some other meat. Otherwise, you will keep eating this kind of sweet and sour food." If you eat something for a long time, you will get tired of it and can’t eat it anymore. You can eat more by eating something else and changing the taste.”
Ji Xia suddenly understood and said that he had learned and started eating beef.
Jiang Feng:...
This useless knowledge does not need to be spread everywhere.
Sun Maocai also noticed the conversation between the two little girls next to him and couldn't help laughing: "Is that chubby girl your sister?"
"Cousin, I am a freshman in high school this year and will come to Peiping to play during the summer vacation." Jiang Feng said.
"A very interesting little girl." Sun Maocai smiled, "She's just a little fat."
Jiang Feng:...
That's because you haven't seen my three cousins.
But having said that, Jiang Feng felt that Jiang Zaide seemed to have lost some weight recently. It was said that he was working out. He looked like he could hit ten instead of eight.
"By the way, I heard that Chef Arnold has agreed to compete." Sun Maocai added.
Jiang Feng nodded: "Tell him at noon that he will contact the program team and ask the program team to prepare the competition system. Then he will send the competition system to us to see if it works."
"Then you have to prepare well. This is a good opportunity, both for your personal improvement and for the reputation of Taifeng Tower." Sun Mao took two bites of the dish and said, "I heard your grandpa said that you have a dish that is also good for you." Not finished yet.”
"Yes."
"I'm going to Yongheju to learn cooking from Master Peng in two days. Leave the business of the store to me. Dishes such as chickpea pudding will be temporarily removed from the shelves." Sun Maocai said casually, "Seize this opportunity. If you seize it well, you will be the best this year." You can truly become famous.”
Jiang Feng smiled bitterly, it didn't matter whether he could become famous or not, as long as he wasn't like those young people in previous variety shows and didn't get scolded by Chef Arnold to the point of being autistic.
Although Chef Arnold's attitude at noon today was uncharacteristically kind, Jiang Feng insisted that it was the sequelae of pure meat wontons. He estimated that Chef Arnold would treat Jiang Feng as his lifelong enemy and beat him up after he recovered in two days. .
Jiang Feng couldn't help but shudder when he thought of this.
The voice of Chef Arnold scolding him could still be heard in his mind.
"I also want to go home." Wu Minqi suddenly said.
"Hey." Jiang Feng was surprised.
Wu Minqi pursed her lips. She would do this subconsciously whenever she was a little nervous or didn't know how to organize her words.
"Isn't it because the reality show involves restaurants as a unit? I also want to participate, but I feel that I may not be strong enough. I want to go home during this period and let my dad and grandpa train me for a while." Wu Minqi He said, "By the way, I'll look for it and see if I can find the taste of the bowl of Chaoshou I ate when I was a kid."
Jiang Feng felt that the training camp was fake, and finding the taste of childhood was the real thing.
Although his wife ran away from the reality show, Jiang Feng still expressed support: "Qiqi, when are you going to go back?"
"Just these two days, I haven't told my grandpa yet." Wu Minqi said, "By the way Fengfeng, if I go back to training, I may not have time to send you a message during the day. It should be after eleven o'clock at night. I’ll make a video call to you. If you’re too sleepy and want to sleep, just text me in advance and I won’t call you that day.”
"Also, when you go to Master Peng to learn cooking, you should also pay attention to the balance between work and rest. Don't go directly to the hospital like before. You must have breakfast in the morning. Even if you can't get up and don't make it yourself, you have to go downstairs to buy it. "I want to eat steamed buns, but don't eat them every day, I always feel that the steamed buns in the steamed bun shop downstairs are not that clean," Wu Minqi warned.
"Yeah." Jiang Feng nodded repeatedly.
Sun Maocai silently turned on his phone and started looking through the WeChat chat history.
It’s strange that his wife hasn’t sent him a message in a few days. Why hasn’t his wife sent him a message yet?
Sun Maocai, who had a bowl of rice and ten pounds of dog food for lunch, went to the teahouse with the two old men to have tea happily as usual. At this time, Wu Minqi and Ji Yue would go to the coffee shop to sit or go shopping. But because the reality show is imminent, although the date has not been determined, the funds are unknown, and the personnel are unknown, it is still imminent. Wu Minqi chose to abandon the cool air conditioner and walk into the hot kitchen.
Once he starts practicing with purpose, Wu Minqi's direction of practicing dishes will be very clear.
She will go through all the basic skills.
Start with the knife skills. You may focus on the knife skills for a week, then focus on the heat for a week, and finally focus on the seasoning for a week. Wu Minqi's purposeful cooking practice is like a jigsaw puzzle. She will carve each piece to the most perfect level she can, and then start to put all the pieces together.
Jiang Feng was practicing his sword skills as usual.
After having lunch at Tai Feng Building, the two sisters Jiang Junlian and Jiang Junqing pretended not to go back to do their homework, so they talked to their mother, saying that they missed their little brother too much. These days, they haven't spent much time with the little brother, haven't talked to him, and haven't even eaten the food cooked by him. It's a rare opportunity to see him, and they want to spend more time with him.
The fifth aunt happened to have an appointment with some of her sisters-in-law to go shopping in the mall. She didn't want to take the children to supervise the children's homework, so she took advantage of the situation and left the two demon king daughters in the store, and went shopping happily.
Jiang Junlian and Jiang Junqing endured the high temperature and squatted in the kitchen, surrounding Jiang Feng with attentive faces, pointing out where to take.
Jiang Juanlian, in particular, was like a roundworm in Jiang Feng's belly, and her ability to detect words and emotions was at full level. Sometimes, Jiang Junlian knew what Jiang Feng wanted without even having to take action. Jiang Junlian only needed a glance from Jiang Feng.
Surrounded by such two outstanding helpers and followers, Jiang Feng was able to cook with ease, even more powerful than a tiger.
Jiang Feng finally understood why Jiang Chengde had a massage therapist and an errand-runner in the kitchen, but he still asked his son to light the fire, chop the vegetables, and marinate the meat. No matter how professional the servant was, his son would never understand his feelings. .
The same goes for my cousin.
Jiang Feng is making Wanfu Pork.
He was originally planning to improve his sword skills to the master level, but during this period there were always various things that prevented him from practicing sword skills wholeheartedly. Now Jiang Feng feels that nothing will happen again, and the top priority is to prepare for the reality show competition that will come at some unknown time.
Wu Minqi decided not to have her boyfriend go back to her hometown to study in seclusion for this competition. Naturally, Jiang Feng had to make the most basic preparations, such as making his attributes reach the level of the third master.
Competitions are all about versatility and diversification. If there is an obvious shortcoming, it simply gives the opponent a chance to attack and defeat itself.
Especially Chef Arnold, a terrifying opponent who is more ferocious than a tiger and sharper than a hungry wolf.
I just don’t know why, maybe it’s because there are two capable helpers passing things around, saying nice things and exclaiming, praising and encouraging from time to time, saying things like “Wow, brother, you are so awesome!” "Brother, I feel like you cut the meat better than last time." "Because of the exaggerated compliments like ", Jiang Feng felt that it was particularly smooth when cutting Wanfu meat today.
It can't be described as smooth, but it is very smooth.
Because Cao Guixiang's version of Pocket Wanfu Pork cut corners, and Jiang Feng had to cut corners even more to make the buff of this dish more effective, the knife skills of this dish have always been the biggest difficulty.
Jiang Feng felt that the size of his meat was already the smallest he could cut. No matter how small it was, it would not be called micro-carving.
In the past, if you wanted to cut this kind of meat, you had to be very concentrated. You wanted to use a magnifying glass and a microscope to look at it, and cut it carefully, for fear that if you use a little more force, your previous efforts would be wasted, and the young man would have to start all over again.
It is no exaggeration to say that after cutting a piece of meat, Jiang Feng's sweat could soak the back of his shirt.
Of course, the main reason is that the kitchen is too hot.
But today was different. Jiang Feng felt like he was sweating a lot less today.
"Brother, wipe your sweat." After Jiang Feng finished cutting a piece of meat, Jiang Junlian diligently handed over a napkin for Jiang Feng to wipe his sweat.
Jiang Feng casually wiped the sweat from his forehead and cut into the second piece.
The third piece.
The fourth piece.
The fifth piece.
……
Eighth block.
Jiang Feng cut two portions of meat at one time.
This is an incredible thing. In the past, Jiang Feng's cutting of four pieces of meat was enough to cause him neck pain, sore hands, difficulty breathing, nervousness, confusion, and mental breakdown. After cutting four pieces of meat, you must slowly twist your neck. Sometimes you even need to look into the distance and talk to someone to relax before you can continue cooking this dish.
But today he cut eight pieces in one breath, and his neck was just a little sore. Although his hands were a little sore, it was not serious, and his spirit was not so dazed that he had not collapsed at all
Jiang Feng even wondered if he had eaten braised pork by mistake.
This familiar feeling of labor buff is really nostalgic.
Since the last time he ate too much braised pork and ended up in the hospital due to overwork, he rarely eats braised pork anymore. Maybe he is a little scared. He only eats it once a week at most and never more.
Jiang Feng calmed down and listened to the two sisters Jiang Junqing and Jiang Junlian praising the meat they had just cut. They sang and sang in harmony, which made Jiang Feng feel that although his two cousins' academic performance was not good, they would probably not starve to death in the future. If they couldn't do it, they could still go. Tell others cross talk under the overpass.
It's okay to be in sales if you really can't, but the level of making up lies is generally not as good as theirs.
Jiang Feng continued to make Wanfu meat.
The subsequent steps are much simpler, and compared to cutting meat, it is almost easy.
Jiang Feng easily made two portions of Wanfu pork using simple ingredients. Wu Minqi was still chopping white radish calmly when the meat came out of the pot. At this time, there were already more than half of the basket of white radish slices in the basket next to her. The thickness was the same and the slices could transmit light. I just didn't know if Tai Feng House could use so many white radish slices tonight.
It doesn’t matter if you can’t use it all. Dahua really likes eating white radish, so if he can’t afford it, he can borrow Zhang Guanghang’s Bentley and take it to Li’s house for Dahua to eat as a late-night snack.
Speaking of which, Jiang Feng felt as if he hadn't visited Dahua in Li's house for a long time. Dahua was nominally his pet, but as he kept it, it became Chen Suhua's pet.
I don’t know if Dahua has gained weight or how fat he is.
While he was thinking wildly, Jiang Junlian had already brought out two portions of Wanfu Pork very quickly.
【Wanfu Meat S Grade】
Play normally.
"Brother, can we eat now?" Jiang Junlian looked expectant, like a child who had been hungry for three days, not at all like someone who had just finished lunch two hours ago.
Jiang Feng nodded and walked towards Wu Minqi. He wanted to ask Qiqi if she wanted to eat.
Jiang Junlian and Jiang Junqing had already started chewing together, making exaggerated and pretentious but admiring sounds.
Wu Minqi was obsessed with cutting carrots and refused on the spot.
Jiang Feng could only turn back and try to see how Wanfu Pork performed today.
"Brother, the meat you cooked today is delicious, even better than the last time. It's just... just... delicious!" Jiang Junlian was so excited that she couldn't find an adjective. It was obvious that It’s been too long since I’ve slacked off from writing Chinese compositions.
Jiang Junqing nodded wildly, this was her usual behavior.
Jiang Junlian was responsible for praising, and she was responsible for nodding.
Jiang Feng smiled and didn't care, picked up a piece of Wanfu meat and wrapped it in one bite.
tasty.
Even more delicious than before.
Jiang Feng was a little surprised. He suddenly realized that the reason why Jiang Juanlian couldn't praise her with adjectives just now was because she was not telling lies, she was telling the truth. Because it is too real, the modifiers of the original nonsense cannot be used.
But... how?
Jiang Feng was a little confused. Logically speaking, it had only been a few days, and the difference between the before and after Wanfu meat would not be so big. Even with the buff bonus, he just cut the meat a little smaller than before. The buff bonus The success should not be so obvious.
Unless...
Jiang Feng suddenly realized something.
"Juan Qing Juan Lian, you can eat the remaining pieces of meat. I'll go out first." Jiang Feng dropped these words and left.
Without even having time to go to the toilet on the second floor, Jiang Feng walked directly into the dressing room. There was no one in the dressing room.
Jiang Feng walked to his cabinet and opened it. He reached in and clicked on the properties panel as if he were looking for something. Sure enough, he saw the three words he imagined.
Sword Skills (Grandmaster Level): Your sword skills are comparable to those of a master, and you have truly reached the top of the pyramid. (604/1000w)
He finally became the third master.
Today's Chicken Dou Hua will make an S+ level, not just because he has more than 12 points of concentration, nor because the soup stock he made yesterday was particularly outstanding, but because he has reached the third master level in all attributes.
He is finally a true master.
No shortcomings, well deserved. (End of chapter)