Chapter 767 Loss of a Little Fan (3-in-1 6800 words)
Zhang Guanghang was unwilling to participate in this accident, which directly caused Jiang Feng to be unable to find the fourth player.
There are many chefs in Tai Feng Building, but there are very few people who want to find four who are capable in all aspects and will not hold back the team, especially Jiang Feng and Sun Maocai.
Zhang Guanghang was once the best choice and everyone's default candidate. However, the walk-off player abandoned the game directly for unknown reasons.
For this reason, Jiang Feng skipped the afternoon practice and went to the teahouse to discuss with the two old men and Sun Maocai all afternoon the serious issue of who would be the fourth contestant.
Ji Xue is not good, her business ability is okay, and her cooking level is also OK, but the problem with Ji Xue is that she is from an orthodox background and became a monk halfway, and the only dish she can cook particularly well is Watan Huadiao Chicken.
You know, she doesn't even have ten dishes on the menu at Tai Fung House. How could she list ten dishes for the program team to draw during the competition.
Sun Jikai is not very good either. He does have a lot of dishes. Sun Jikai can list not to mention ten or twenty dishes, but he only has a lot of quantity and is not very good at quality.
Dong Shi and Dong Li are not good either. They are good together, but not good when taken apart. Master Wang was also quickly eliminated, not to mention Jiang Wenshi, who was not on the candidate list from the beginning.
After discussing for almost half an hour, everyone agreed that Qiu Fu was a good choice.
Qiu Fu is Sun Guanyun's apprentice. He also worked as the chef of Jubao House for a period of time. He has poor management skills, but he is very good at business and has superb cooking skills. He is the kind of honest person who does things quietly.
If he takes part in the competition, he will definitely make Tai Fung House even more powerful.
It happened that Qiu Fu was not resting today, so Jiang Feng called Qiu Fu and learned that he was in Taifeng Building without leaving and immediately went to Taifeng Building.
It was rest time in the afternoon. There were several waiters sitting around in the lobby chatting and playing with their mobile phones. When they saw Jiang Feng coming, they greeted him with a smile. Jiang Feng also nodded to them and walked quickly towards the kitchen.
There were only Qiu Fu and Sun Jikai in the kitchen. Qiu Fu was instructing Sun Jikai in cooking, which looked like a stew.
"Just cut the abalone into cross cuts, and the bamboo shoots need to be cut into thinner pieces. This..." Qiu Fu was explaining seriously and didn't notice Jiang Feng coming, not even Sun Jikai.
"Master Qiu."
Only then did Qiu Fu notice that Jiang Feng had come up behind him: "Brother Feng, you're here, what's the matter?"
Jiang Feng: "...I just want to discuss something with you."
Qiu Fu pretended to be all ears.
"You must have heard about the fact that Chef Arnold invited us to participate in a reality show some time ago, right?" Jiang Feng asked, seeing Qiu Fu nodding, he continued, "The thing is like this, at noon... Chef Nuo sent me the competition format. I read it and thought it was very good. There is no big problem, just one problem. ”
Qiu Fu:?
"There is one less person, and four contestants are sent to participate. Now we are here, Master Sun, and Wu Minqi. Lao Zhang... may have something to do and cannot participate. I just discussed it with Master Sun, and I think you are the most suitable one. . It doesn’t last long, about three or four months, and it doesn’t affect normal life at all for one and a half months, but it will be a little more troublesome later on.”
Jiang Feng was about to tell Qiu Fu the detailed competition system, but Qiu Fu waved his hands with rejection written all over his face.
"I can't do it, I can't do it, I can't participate in this kind of show. This kind of reality show requires a camera to be filmed from the side, right? I can't do it, I can't face the camera."
"Can't face the camera?" Jiang Feng was confused. What is the latest reason for refusing to participate?
"It's like this. About twenty years ago, maybe almost thirty years ago, I also participated in a cooking competition in Europe." Qiu Fu explained, "It was not a particularly big competition. Then... the players are not particularly strong, and my results are quite good. I was already in the semi-finals, but..."
Qiu Fu looked embarrassed, but he still said: "I didn't expect that the game was quite formal. There were actually photographers filming the semi-finals. In fact, it wasn't close, it was taken from far away. But when someone was filming, I felt uncomfortable. As a result, I couldn’t cut the vegetables well, nor did I season well. The cooking was wrong, and the sweet and sour pork tasted like meat mixed with sweet and sour sauce.”
"At that time, I thought it was because I had never seen the world. It was the first time I saw a game and there was a camera recording it, so I was nervous. But then I participated in another game and there was a camera recording it, but it didn't work. I saw that thing and I became nervous. Something went wrong.”
Jiang Feng:...
I can’t tell. I didn’t expect that your idol baggage is quite heavy.
Qiu Fu has said this, so he definitely won't be able to participate in the reality show competition. Even if there is a camera filming him from far away, he will be so nervous that he will not perform properly. If he participates in a reality show and a cameraman follows him to film his face, he will probably not be able to tell the difference between salt and sugar.
Just when Jiang Feng was about to return to the teahouse to continue discussing with Sun Maocai to see if he could find another suitable candidate for the competition, Sun Jikai, who had been silent as a backdrop, suddenly spoke.
"Can I?"
"Ah?" Jiang Feng was a little surprised.
You know, Sun Jikai has been quite low-key during this period.
How low-key is it? He was so low-key that before Jiang Feng went to Yongheju to learn cooking, he and Sun Jikai were the only two people in the kitchen who were practicing cooking every afternoon. But when it comes to who else is practicing cooking in the kitchen in the afternoon, everyone's first reaction is Jiang Feng and there is no second reaction.
So low-key that it has no sense of presence at all.
Young Master Sun, who was once sharp and sharp, exuding the aura of a rich man from the third generation, having been in Hedong for 30 years, and a second-class middle school student in Hexi for 30 years, is now like an ordinary social beast. He is obviously richer than before, but he is not as good as before. He was more like an ordinary person before.
Now Sun Jikai is like a tool man who can only practice cooking repeatedly. His daily life is monotonous and boring. He doesn't play with mobile phones, watch TV series, go shopping, climb mountains, listen to concerts, watch art exhibitions, and even spend the night with Ji Yue. Met at a barbecue stall.
You must know that it is midsummer now. In the midsummer of August, there is no sign of Master Sun at the barbecue stall.
Sun Jikai now comes to the kitchen early every day to chop vegetables. Jiang Feng once went to Sun Jikai's house to borrow vinegar at night, and unexpectedly saw a dazzling array of dishes in his refrigerator that was comparable to his aunt's refrigerator. After asking, I found out that Sun Jikai would practice cooking for one to two hours every day after returning home from get off work. He would not engage in any entertainment activities and would just take a shower and go to bed.
His mechanical practice is different from Jiang Feng's practice. Jiang Feng's practice is to fight monsters and gain experience. The goal of the practice is very clear, which is to level up and gain bosses. People feel that Jiang Feng has been out of character recently and is still there. Work hard and be positive.
Sun Jikai's practice is a silent practice. He seems to regard cooking as his daily life, as if his life should be like this, getting up early to cut vegetables and going to bed late to practice cooking every day.
A bit like Gu Li, Jiang Feng felt that Sun Jikai was becoming more and more like Gu Li. He had no sense of existence and was silent, but he was working hard all the time without making anyone think that he was working hard.
Sun Jikai offered to participate, which surprised Jiang Feng.
Qiu Fu thought it was very good and agreed very much: "Yes, Xiao Kai is more suitable than me. Xiao Kai is very natural in front of the camera. He was not nervous at all when he was interviewed before."
If Qiu Fu does not participate, Sun Jikai is indeed the best candidate. Although his business ability is not particularly outstanding, he is very comprehensive.
The most important thing is that he cooks very quickly.
"Okay." Jiang Feng agreed immediately.
In fact, when he was discussing with Sun Maocai just now, Sun Maocai told him that the four contestants did not necessarily have to find four with particularly strong business capabilities. It is difficult for an average restaurant to find four chefs with particularly strong professional skills. It would be great to have two.
The best configuration should be two chefs and two assistant chefs, two for main attack and two for auxiliary. If you want to win the first place, you must have this configuration. There is nothing to worry about in the early points competition. With Jiang Feng and Sun Maocai shining brightly in the Tai Feng Building, sales will definitely be no problem.
Sun Maocai feels that the key to determining the top four list is the weekly quiz that the program team does not indicate the specific content.
Sun Jikai was a little surprised to see Jiang Feng agreeing so readily. He still had some doubts about who was better between him and Qiu Fu.
"Don't you need to test it?" Sun Jikai himself felt that such a serious matter should be considered carefully.
"Test?" Jiang Feng was stunned, "How to test? I know your level."
"Are you free this afternoon? If you are free, just stay here a little longer. I'm going to make Bazhen Seafood Soup this afternoon. You can try it when it's ready." Sun Jikai suggested.
Two weeks ago, Jiang Feng would have definitely said that he had no time and had to go back to Yonghe to learn cooking and accept Peng Caiping's guidance. But today is different from the past. After taking over Zhou Shi's cat, Peng Changping forgot about his apprentice and Jiang Feng. The education model also changed to free-range and free-range. It didn't matter whether he went in the afternoon or not.
Today Jiang Feng has not even seen Peng Changping's face.
"Okay, wait for me to send a message..." Jiang Feng was about to take out his mobile phone and send a message to Zhou Shi, asking Zhou Shi to tell Peng Changping that there was something going on here at Taifeng Building. He might have to go over at night, and then he saw Zhou Shi. messages to myself.
Peng Changping had something to do this afternoon and might not be able to get through it in the evening, so he left it to the two of them to figure it out on their own.
Jiang Feng:...
"I'm quite free today. You can continue making soup. I'll make thirty wontons."
If you have nothing to do, why not make some pure meat wontons to benefit the students of the Academy of Fine Arts.
Sun Jikai continued to make soup, while Qiu Fu watched from the side, while Jiang Feng went to find ingredients and wrapped wontons happily.
Just thirty wontons, chopped fillings and stuffings are ready in a few dozen minutes. After making wontons, Jiang Feng had nothing to do. Seeing that Sun Jikai was still busy, he couldn't let himself be idle, but he didn't eat braised pork today and his enthusiasm for work was not so high.
After thinking for a while, Jiang Feng decided to make porridge.
He hasn't cooked porridge in a while, and the world has almost forgotten the legend of him as the Porridge King.
Making porridge is simple. Just prepare the ingredients, control the heat, and process the ingredients. Once you put the ingredients in the pot, you can just sit there and play with your phone. All you need to do is remember the time.
Jiang Feng found a long-dusted porridge pot in the warehouse. It was the same style as the porridge shop. The porridge cooked in one pot could be used as a staff meal for all the employees of Tai Feng Building, which would probably be too much to finish in one meal. Jiang Feng found two pots and decided to cook two flavors of porridge.
After thinking about it, Jiang Feng decided to go back to the original beauty and cook eight-treasure porridge and preserved egg and lean meat porridge.
One portion of sweet porridge and one portion of salty porridge, which happens to be what he is familiar with and good at. It can be eaten as a staff meal for everyone. If you can't finish it tonight, you can still eat it tomorrow. It saves money, is convenient and delicious. It is simply the employee meal that capitalists dream of.
Jiang Feng cooked porridge happily.
While cooking porridge and playing with your mobile phone, time flies by. Seeing that the two large pots of porridge were about to be finished, Sun Jikai was also in the finishing stage, and people from the kitchen began to come in to get ready for work. When everyone saw Jiang Feng in the kitchen, they thought he was relaxing and coming back to work for a change.
"Brother Feng, do you want your name to be mentioned backstage tonight?" Sang Ming asked.
"No, just bring the pure meat wontons to the backstage. I won't be cooking tonight." Jiang Feng refused.
After chatting with Sang Ming for a while, Jiang Feng suddenly felt a lot of psychological comfort when he learned that today's noon employee meal was cooked by Jiang Wengshi and his car unfortunately overturned. Everyone was miserable while eating. He even began to comfort Sang Ming, telling him that he would get used to it as he ate.
He and Zhou Shi are quite used to it now.
While we were chatting, Sun Jikai’s Bazhen Seafood Soup was ready.
Jiang Feng had never eaten or seen this dish before. The name seemed familiar. He might have seen it on the menu of Jubaolou before. When he watched Sun Jikai cooking it in the afternoon, he felt that this dish was quite troublesome, mainly in the handling of the ingredients. Bazhen Seafood Soup naturally uses eight kinds of ingredients, most of which are seafood, as well as some vegetable supplements that are not used in large quantities.
Things like soup are similar but ever-changing. There are only a few ways to make them, but the changes in ingredients and processing methods will make the taste completely different.
The Bazhen Seafood Soup made by Sun Jikai is very good in terms of appearance, and the presentation is particularly outstanding. There are only two abalones in the whole pot of soup, and they are all displayed on the surface, which makes the ingredients very rich.
The taste is okay, with the umami flavor of seafood. The overall taste is thick, but not greasy and slightly salty. There are actually quite a lot of ingredients in the soup. It's okay to eat this soup as a stew, just add an extra bag of vermicelli.
It is a good soup that can be sold at a high price.
Jiang Feng, a capitalist who lost an unknown amount of money just at noon, expressed his affirmation.
After finishing the soup, it’s almost time to start the evening business.
Although Jiang Feng does not currently work in Tai Feng Building, there are still students and artists from the Academy of Fine Arts who insist on coming to Tai Feng Building every day to eat, including lunch and dinner. They are getting fatter and thinner. The inspiration is still missing.
When these simple people saw the familiar pure meat wontons on the menu, their hearts boiled.
Even the cold wallet seemed to have a touch of warmth.
There was a small-scale commotion in the lobby of Tai Fung Building. This commotion made some new diners feel a little baffled, such as the freshmen and college students at a certain table.
Although freshmen usually do not start school on September 1st, there are always schools that like to stick to September 1st, especially when military training is scheduled before the start of school, so as to compress everyone's precious summer vacation of senior high school and let everyone feel the warmth of college military training in advance. of colleges and universities.
The happy summer vacation has gone, and the hard military training has come to an end. The next day is the beginning of school, which is not known to be pleasant or unpleasant. The confused freshmen decided to come out to have a meal together.
Small restaurants with no money, big hotels with money.
Zhang Qian is obviously the rich one, and it was her suggestion to come to Tai Feng House for dinner.
"Sissi, is that facial mask you mentioned easy to use? I feel like you are indeed a lot whiter than you were two days ago. What brand is it? Give me the link. Did you buy it online or find someone to buy it for you? "The classmate and roommate at the same table as Zhang Qian kept staring at Zhang Qian's face.
"I bought it online. I'll send you the link now." Zhang Qian said.
"I want it too, I want it too." Another girl responded positively and was looking at the menu. "Sissi, what are we going to eat later? You and the two chefs we talked about are not on the menu. Who else do you know? Is the food more delicious? ”
Zhang Qian thought for a moment, then suddenly didn't remember. She reached out and asked the girl opposite to give her the tablet while she read the menu.
"Hey, Ji Xue is here too. If it weren't for the same name, the food she cooks is actually quite delicious. Zhang Guanghang is also there, and the food he cooks is also delicious. Not only does he cook delicious food, I will tell you He's so handsome!" Zhang Qian looked surprised.
"What kind of ordering method are you using? Aren't you ordering what we want to eat? How do you order by person?" The girl sitting next to Zhang Qian was speechless and looked at the menu.
"Squirrel mandarin fish, order squirrel mandarin fish, squirrel mandarin fish is delicious!"
Zhang Qian started to order, and as she clicked, she saw the pure meat wontons and the name of the chef.
Zhang Qian turned the tablet to the person opposite and pointed to Jiang Feng's name: "Isn't there Jiang Feng? Look, he made these wontons. Why did you just tell me that he was not on the menu today?"
The girl who was in charge of ordering was also very innocent: "It wasn't there when I looked just now. There were no wontons at all. Does he have any other dishes?"
Zhang Qian read the menu from beginning to end and shook her head.
"Then let's order wontons and try them!" The girl opposite said cheerfully.
It was time to place an order, so Zhang Qian decisively placed an order for wontons.
Zhang Qian was a little disappointed: "I originally wanted to drink eight-treasure porridge, but in the end there was not even eight-treasure porridge, only wontons."
As soon as she said this, the other three people all laughed. One of them couldn't help but said directly: "I want to drink eight-treasure porridge back to school, but I can't go to a porridge shop outside. It costs two yuan a bowl, three yuan." A bowl costs five yuan, a bowl costs ten yuan, and no matter how expensive it is, it only costs twenty yuan a bowl. What kind of eight-treasure porridge do you want to drink? Why would you come to a restaurant like this to drink porridge? "
"You don't understand. The eight-treasure porridge made by Jiang Feng is very delicious and completely different from the ones sold outside."
Zhang Qian stretched out her hand and gestured in the air, trying hard to compare the size of the casserole Jiang Feng used on the day of the competition, but she couldn't remember because it was so long ago.
"It's probably this big, maybe bigger and deeper. You don't know, it only took forty minutes. He used such a big casserole to cook eight-treasure porridge. I suspected that he might fail at first, but the porridge he cooked was particularly delicious. One of the judges drank several bowls of it in one sitting. I had never drank that. Such porridge. Later I went to his shop to drink porridge again. The preserved egg and lean meat porridge he cooked was also delicious. Anyway... Anyway, he only cooks porridge very well. You will definitely understand as long as you have tasted it once. That feeling. "It's really delicious written all over Zhang Qian's face, but I just can't describe it.
The other three girls have already started discussing what to order.
Zhang Qian:......
Zhang Qian didn't feel anything at first, just a little disappointed, but now she suddenly wanted to prove to the three of them that the eight-treasure porridge made by Jiang Feng was really delicious.
Zhang Qian waved to a waiter.
Hu Li walked towards her: "Hello, do you need anything?"
"I want to ask about that. Chef Jiang Feng's name is not on the menu, but I saw his pure meat wontons. So, do you have eight-treasure porridge today?"
Hu Li:?
Although she didn't understand what Zhang Qian wanted to express specifically, she probably understood that Zhang Qian wanted to drink eight-treasure porridge.
"Wait a moment, I'll go ask you about the kitchen." Hu Li walked quickly towards the kitchen, and happened to bump into Jiang Feng, who was walking out of the kitchen happily, ready to go home and lie down to relax.
"Little boss." Hu Li called Jiang Feng.
"Huh?"
Jiang Feng stopped.
"It's like this. Just now, a customer at the table asked us if there is rice-treasure porridge in our store today? Did someone in the kitchen cook rice-treasure porridge today?"
Jiang Feng was shocked, thinking that this customer was really destined. He cooked rice-treasure porridge but did not put it on the shelf. He was not planning to sell it. Porridge is a staple food that occupies the stomach capacity and cannot be sold at a high price. Comrade Wang Xiulian dislikes this staple food very much. Tai Feng Tower rarely sells porridge now. Jiang Feng only cooked it occasionally and sold it when he had the opportunity.
I didn't expect fate to come so quickly.
"Which table guest ordered it? I just made the eight-treasure porridge and it's ready now. Just ask Sang Ming to fill a bowl and sell it at the previous porridge price." Jiang Feng said.
"It's the table over there that the guests ordered, the table with the four little girls." Hu Li pointed to Zhang Qian's table.
Jiang Feng is now slightly short-sighted and can't see faces clearly from too far away. In fact, he didn't see Zhang Qian's face clearly or recognize it at all. But Zhang Qian recognized Jiang Feng at a glance and waved to him excitedly.
Jiang Feng was a little confused and could only walk towards Zhang Qian. He took a few steps closer to see Zhang Qian's face clearly, and after thinking for thirty or forty seconds, he realized that the girl with long hair was Zhang Qian who had lost to him in the Tasty Cooking Competition because of making porridge.
"Zhang Qian?!" Jiang Feng was a little surprised. In his memory, Zhang Qian should still be in high school in City A, but he soon realized that Zhang Qian should have come to Peking to go to university after the college entrance examination.
"You went to college in Peiping?"
"Yes. I have wanted to come to your restaurant for a long time, but I have been in military training some time ago and have no time to come. I watched "Zhiwei" on New Year's Day this year. You are really amazing. Everyone has an exclusive interview, Tai Feng Lou Still on the cover, my dad said you are definitely much better now than you were during the competition last year." Zhang Qian said with a rainbow fart.
"Fortunately, it's improved a lot compared to last year. What did you order today? Do you want me to recommend it to you?" Jiang Feng also became interested.
"We ordered four portions of your pure meat wontons per head."
Jiang Feng:...
He felt it was time for him to leave. He had cooked the pure meat wontons and brought them out. Judging by the time, Sang Ming should have been helping to fill the bowls and bring them out to the table.
"Well, Wonton Na may not be suitable for you, why don't you consider something else." Jiang Feng's smile gradually twisted.
"But we have already placed an order."
When Cao Cao arrived, Hu Li came over with four bowls of pure meat wontons.
There was a very poor-looking wonton in the small bowl, which smelled of despair.
"Don't eat it yet. The wontons are a little hot right after they come out of the pan. Let them cool for two minutes before eating them." What Jiang Feng really wanted to say was that you wait until I leave before eating them.
The person at the next table was already crying.
Four people:?
"By the way, what major did you study? Oh, I haven't asked you which school yet." Jiang Feng decisively changed the subject and decided to leave with a few polite greetings.
"I went to a foreign language university to study Chinese," Zhang Qian said.
Jiang Feng:?
Although nothing feels wrong, there is something strange about these words put together.
"Hey, the eight-treasure porridge is here too. I won't disturb you anymore. I just made this porridge. You can eat it while it's hot." Jiang Feng ran away decisively and looked back when he walked to the door. As expected, Zhang Qiansi People have started to cry.
One of the girls who was particularly emotional was already lying on the table, crying loudly in grief.
Jiang Feng sighed.
Alas, it seems that he has lost another little fan from this moment on.
He doesn't want this either.
I just hope Zhang Qian doesn’t turn from being a fan to being a fan.
Thinking of this, he happened to see Ji Yue coming down from the second floor, and turned back to warn Ji Yue.
"Did you see the table? Does Zhang Qian remember it?" Jiang Feng pointed to Zhang Qian's table.
Ji Yue shook her head in confusion, obviously because she was old and had a bad memory.
"It's the one I competed with in the Tasty Cooking Competition, and we cooked rice pudding together."
Ji Yue hasn't remembered it yet, but she probably knows that there is such a person.
"Their table ordered pure meat wontons and they are crying now. Please wait until they finish crying and go to them to explain that these wontons are the specialty of our store. Don't let others misunderstand them. This is their first time here."< br>
After saying that, Jiang Feng slipped away.
Ji Yue:?
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