Chapter 833 Crazy
It was very rare that Jiang Feng's first reaction after leaving his memory was not to click on the properties panel to view the latest recipe, but to lie half-ly on the sofa in silence.
Before he entered the memory, he was lying on the sofa and rolling over. After leaving the memory, he was still lying on the sofa. Cao Guixiang is ordinary and simple, but is very harmonious and harmonious among the people. The natural thickening gave Jiang Feng an indescribable inspiration. Even when he was looking at the dog food later, Jiang Feng was thinking about Cao Guixiang's thickening of lean meat soup earlier. time picture.
It's the simplest thing, and anyone who knows how to thicken it can do it, but it's not that simple.
It's not just something that someone with high cooking skills and proficiency can do. Jiang Feng can clearly feel that Cao Guixiang's thickening is different from everyone else's.
Her thickening is more harmonious.
It is not the icing on the cake, but it is integrated into the whole dish, making it difficult to separate and talk about the steps alone.
There must be something extraordinary about Cao Guixiang's thickening. There must be something extraordinary about it.
Jiang Feng felt that he seemed to have realized it, but he didn't.
Wonderful inspiration had penetrated into his mind, leading him to discover, touch and learn, but he didn't know where to start.
Everyone knows that inspiration is a flash of light, like a falling star in the night sky, bright and short-lived. If you can't catch it in time, it will be fleeting and you won't even be able to catch the tail.
Jiang Feng felt that he had grasped the tail of inspiration, but he still wanted more.
Just a little bit, just a little bit worse.
Harmony, harmony.
Why is it so simple?
Jiang Feng sat up from the sofa, crossing his legs. From the back, he looked like a meditating monk, motionless. If you turn to the front and look at it, you will find that Jiang Feng's eyes look a little hollow, and occasionally show a little confusion and confusion, as if he is in a daze or thinking, just like a swordsman in a martial arts novel who is at the critical moment of enlightenment and is about to break through. , step from heaven to hell, success will lead to great martial arts, failure will lead to madness.
Suddenly, Jiang Feng jumped up from the sofa, rushed to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and rummaged around, and soon found the shredded pork leftover from the day before yesterday.
A bowl of shredded pork, half a carrot, and a small bag of frozen corn kernels are more than enough to make a pot of three cubes of lean pork soup.
Dice the carrots and put the ingredients into the pot one by one. It takes more than 10 minutes to thicken the soup. The water starch is already ready, just waiting for the time to start thickening.
The thickening water was slowly poured into the pot in a clockwise direction against the edge of the pot. Almost the moment it was put into the pot, Jiang Feng secretly thought something bad.
He habitually copied Cao Guixiang's steps to thicken the soup.
It's not that this is not a bad thing. During this period of time when he had to ask for advice and study, Jiang Feng realized that imitation is also a part of learning. Imitation is the fastest way to learn when you have not understood it thoroughly. The last step is to turn what you imitate into your own talent. It is the most critical, important and also the most difficult step.
There's nothing wrong with imitation itself, it's just that it feels wrong.
The moment the thickening water was put into the pot, Jiang Feng knew that this was not the case.
The steps look exactly the same, the movements look exactly the same, and even the thickening water looks exactly the same at first glance, but it's just not right.
Totally wrong!
This is not the tail he caught.
Jiang Feng decisively abandoned this pot and started the second pot.
The third pot.
The fourth pot.
……
He went all the way to the refrigerator and used up all the ingredients that could be used to make soup, but he still couldn't find the tail he had caught in his memory.
He knew very well that the feeling was still there but he hadn't found it yet.
He still has a chance.
He must seize this opportunity and seize the tail of this fleeting inspiration.
There is no food at home, but there is still food at the eldest aunt's house. With her aunt as an expert in calculating calories, Jiang Jianguo's most indispensable ingredient is all kinds of food. Although Wu Minqi has most likely fallen asleep now, it is actually still early, not even 9 o'clock.
Jiang Feng hurried downstairs and knocked on Jiang Jianguo's door. Jiang Jianguo and his aunt were both at home, and even Jiang Zaide was sitting on the sofa happily eating bananas and watching TV.
"Uncle, I have no food at home. Let me borrow some food." Jiang Feng went straight to the refrigerator as soon as he entered the house.
"Take whatever you want." Jiang Jianguo said cheerfully.
Then Jiang Feng carried large and small bags and emptied most of the refrigerator.
A rough estimate is that at least 30 kilograms of ingredients were taken away.
Jiang Jianguo:?
Jiang Zaide:? ? ?
"Brother, are you having a party at home tonight?" Jiang Zaide was confused.
It’s okay to carry more than 30 kilograms of vegetables and meat, but it’s a bit puzzling to have to carry so much at night.
"I haven't heard of it." Jiang Jianguo didn't understand.
Jiang Feng made various soups using the vegetables and meat borrowed from Jiang Jianguo.
There is no fixed combination of ingredients, just cook whatever you see. The only thing in common is that it is simple and fast. It can be cooked in a few minutes to ten minutes, so there is absolutely no time wasted.
Thickening it over and over again made Jiang Feng feel that he was getting closer and closer to the feeling in his heart.
The thickening makes it more and more harmonious with the soup.
Jiang Feng felt that he was about to hold the little tail.
Early on the second day, Wu Minqi woke up before dawn.
The price of going to bed too early is that you wake up early the next day, but going to bed early will make you very energetic, awake, and even energetic. After Wu Minqi woke up, she glanced out the window, which was still dark, and then looked at her phone and found that it was only after 4 o'clock. She decided to get up and go to the living room to do some simple exercise, take a shower, and then go to the kitchen to cook millet porridge.
There is nothing better than a bowl of hot millet porridge on a winter morning.
As soon as Wu Minqi left the room, she realized something was not right.
There is movement in the living room.
And light.
Someone!
There's a thief in the house!
Wu Minqi suddenly became alert. She grabbed a wooden stick that was thrown in the bathroom for some reason and walked lightly to the living room. She didn't even think about the second possibility. For example, Jiang Feng stayed up all night and practiced thickening in the kitchen. .
Then Wu Minqi saw Jiang Feng, who hadn't slept all night, his face was shiny, his hair was so greasy that it stuck together in bunches, and his sleeves were stained with stains that he didn't know when they had stuck on. He looked very sloppy.
and a messy kitchen.
It was really a mess. When Wu Minqi saw it for the first time, she couldn't believe that this was actually her own kitchen.
Dirty, messy and poor, these three words have been vividly reflected in the kitchen at this time as never before.
Kitchen utensils were placed randomly, basins and bowls were everywhere, and there were even two basins on the floor with soup in them. The trash can in the living room is also in the kitchen, which is full of kitchen waste. There are a lot of cooked ingredients piled in the sink that have not been cleaned, and soup stains are all over the kitchen counter.
This situation made Wu Minqi grab the wooden stick and blurt out.
"My Fengfeng finally went crazy."
Wait, why did she use the word "finally"?
This sentence was Wu Minqi's murmur. Jiang Feng didn't hear it. He didn't even notice that Wu Minqi was standing behind him holding a wooden stick. He knew that he was closer to the feeling he wanted to grasp.
Every time he made soup, he felt one step closer.
He didn't know how many steps he had taken, but he still didn't touch it.
So he could only keep cooking, over and over again, bowl after bowl, racing against time for fear of losing time. When the basins and bowls were full, he could only throw them away, and there was no time to clean up the dumped ingredients. It only takes an average of 10 minutes to prepare a pot of soup. Jiang Feng basically kept working for several hours a night, which is why the kitchen became what it is now.
"Fengfeng!" Wu Minqi shouted, finally catching Jiang Feng's attention and stopping dicing carrots, and turned to look at him.
"You didn't sleep all night, did you?"
Even though Jiang Feng made the kitchen look like this, what Wu Minqi was most concerned about was whether he slept at night.
"I'm not sleepy, Qiqi, I think I've found the feeling of thickening, just a little bit, just a little bit close! Don't talk to me yet, let me continue to find the feeling, I really almost found it." Jiang Feng finished speaking and then said Continue chopping carrots.
Wu Minqi fell silent and did not speak to disturb Jiang Feng. She allowed him to continue chopping vegetables and walked into the kitchen to gently clean up the mess.
After finishing most of the cleaning, Wu Minqi sat on a chair by the dining table, looking sideways at Jiang Feng making soup in the kitchen.
Over and over again, bowl after bowl.
After making one bowl, she would put away another bowl for Jiang Feng.
Until dawn.
……
The ingredients borrowed from Jiang Jianguo have been completely used up by Jiang Feng. Jiang Feng was so sleepy after not sleeping all night with a big oily head on his head. Even though he was still a little excited, his body was really unable to hold on, from his hands to his feet. Every cell is shouting to the brain like crazy, you idiot, go to sleep quickly.
Under Wu Minqi's persuasion, Jiang Feng chose to take a shower and sleep first. Anyway, by this time, the inspiration was already in his hands, and there was a high probability that it would not escape.
Jiang Feng went to take a shower and go to bed, while Wu Minqi went on to clean up the kitchen.
After cleaning up the kitchen, Wu Minqi took out her mobile phone and sent the same message to Jiang Weiming and Jiang Weiguo respectively.
Wu Minqi: Grandpa Jiang, I feel like Jiang Feng is about to realize his enlightenment. (End of chapter)