Chapter 845 Grandmaster (2)
Jiang Feng stayed in his memory for many days.
It took so long that he began to wonder if he was trapped in this memory.
For seven consecutive days, Jiang Feng saw the same scene every day. Counting from the morning, Jiang Chengde got up first and made breakfast and lunch. After the whole family finished eating, Jiang Huiqin took lunch to school in a lunch box. Jiang Chengde took the eldest, second, and third children to work in Taifeng Building. The fourth child stayed at home to take care of the fifth, sixth, and seventh children until Jiang Huiqin came home from school in the afternoon. The fourth child went to Taifeng Building again, and Jiang Huiqin took care of the three children. Carrot head. Jiang Huiqin also goes out early on days when she is not at school. She is dressed beautifully and is probably going on a date with Li Mingyi.
It's like this every day, like an infinite loop.
Jiang Feng could only stay in the house and couldn't get out. The walls were not allowed to go through. The limit was to get stuck in the wall. He couldn't even see what was outside. He could only take advantage of the time when everyone went out and came back to open the door to see what was outside. landscape.
He stayed in the Jiang family's old house for seven days and watched the wonderful performances of Little Luobotou.
Only then did I discover that the old man had eaten his hands when he was a child.
Nibble hard, the kind that tastes delicious.
Other than that nothing else was discovered.
Jiang Feng was almost depressed.
It's not like he hasn't stayed in his memory for a long time. He also stayed in Xia Mubing's memory for a long time before. But at that time, Xia Mubing went out every day and went to different places every day, and Jiang Feng followed him just like traveling. It's not like now, where I can only be trapped in this small house every day. Looking ahead is the wall, looking up at the sky in all directions. If you carefully observe the stars every night, there is no change.
It's just too boring, too uninteresting, and too unoriginal. .
Jiang Feng only regretted that he couldn't hold anything in his memory, otherwise he would have run to the kitchen to cut and cook vegetables and help Jiang Huiqin make dinner.
He finally realized that in the feudal period, a young lady from a wealthy family would never leave the house without leaving the house - this was really not the way people lived.
It wasn't until the eighth day that everything started to turn around.
Jiang Chengde didn't go out.
At first, Jiang Chengde didn't go out after making breakfast and lunch. Jiang Feng thought it was because he had a day off. After all, even in the evil old society, there was no reason why the head chef should not be allowed to take a day off.
Jiang Feng sat in the kitchen and watched Jiang Chengde chop vegetables all day long.
It really took a whole day to chop vegetables, from morning to night, from vegetables to meat dishes to seafood. Basically every hour or two, a man who looked like a young man whom Jiang Feng had never seen would come over with a basket of vegetables. Dragging a basket of cut vegetables away is confusing.
Jiang Feng began to realize that something was amiss on the second day after Jiang Chengde didn't go out.
Jiang Chengde still didn't go out the next day and spent the whole day chopping vegetables in the kitchen like yesterday. The waiters who deliver and pick up the food are the same as yesterday.
The same goes for the third day.
Nothing changed on the fourth day either.
Jiang Feng saw that Jiang Chengde had been chopping vegetables at home for four days, and he could tell a lot about it.
Jiang Chengde cut vegetables with purpose and order, and Jiang Feng discovered that even the dishes brought by the waiter were also very particular. The first to deliver seafood is the first boy who delivers seafood in the morning. He will not leave after delivery. Instead, he waits outside the door. When Jiang Chengde has finished processing, he will immediately take the seafood back and then bring back the processed seafood. At the same time, the second vegetable delivery person Xiaosi will deliver a basket of vegetables that need to be sliced, almost seamlessly.
The vegetables are all sorted into thick slices, slices, juliennes, dices and hobs.
The meat is also delivered separately, pork, chicken, duck, beef, mutton, cooked meat, raw meat, braised meat.
Jiang Chengde seemed disorganized all day long, chopping vegetables aimlessly, but in fact he was practicing, or reviewing, in a very regular and purposeful manner.
Jiang Feng felt that Jiang Chengde wanted to spend a few days going through the entire process of practicing sword skills all over again, but the order in which he practiced sword skills was not in the order he learned back then, but in the order he had arranged.
It's like this every day, repeated over and over again, but it seems to be getting faster and faster every day.
Jiang Feng remembered that on the first day, Jiang Chengde started processing seafood very early in the morning and didn't finish until the moon hung high in the sky. It took so long that the last boy waiting outside to get the food was so tired that he dozed off.
But on the fifth day, the genius was over in Chengde, Heijiang.
Jiang Feng felt that it was not that he was progressing so fast, but that he deliberately slowed down the speed a few days ago, as if he wanted to taste the process from beginner to expert, but the method was somewhat intriguing and unpredictable.
Jiang Chengde practiced sword skills for seven days.
In the past seven days, he was getting faster and faster every day, and it ended earlier and earlier every day. It ended in only half an afternoon on the seventh day. Jiang Feng guessed that the seventh genius was Jiang Chengde's true strength and speed.
During these seven days, Jiang Chengde rarely talked to anyone. He went into the kitchen early and didn't come out until all the dishes were cut. Even when eating, he was always silent as if thinking about something. The Jiang family didn't dare to disturb him. Even though there were three little carrot heads in the family who were at their most noisy, they didn't dare to make trouble in the kitchen. Even Jiang Huiqin didn't dare to talk to Jiang Chengde, for fear that one word of her own would make Jiang Chengde like this. The things I did for a few days that no one knew were all in vain.
In the past seven days, the fourth brother was not the only one taking care of the three little carrots in the family. The four brothers above took turns taking care of them. Except for Jiang Chengde who was not normal, everyone was living according to the original normal track.
On the eighth day, Jiang Chengde stopped cutting vegetables and started cooking instead.
The delivery boy brought two large baskets of juicy young vegetables to Jiang Chengde. Jiang Chengde also fried vegetables at home for a whole day. From morning to night, Jiang Feng's hands felt sore just looking at them.
He was very familiar with this scene. Every child in the Jiang family started their fire skills by frying vegetables.
Although stir-fried vegetables may seem easy, it is actually a dish that tests fire skills and is most suitable for beginners to practice fire skills. Jiang Chengde was like a beginner, starting from frying vegetables and practicing tirelessly, but the vegetables he fried were not as bad as those made by beginners.
As long as the vegetables are fried by Jiang Chengde himself, even if it is just a simple plate of vegetables without lard, it will be more fragrant and attractive than ordinary fried vegetables.
The boy outside the door is also very interesting. When Jiang Chengde was practicing his sword skills, the boy was responsible for delivering and retrieving food. He usually didn't stay in the yard for a long time. But when Jiang Chengde started practicing cooking, there was a row of waiters in the yard, waiting outside the kitchen. Whenever several plates of green vegetables were fried, the boy at the front would put the vegetables into a food box and run away as fast as if someone was whipping him behind him.
This also made Jiang Feng completely certain that these boys were from Taifeng Tower.
Tai Feng Building is not far from the Jiang family's old residence. It takes about ten minutes to walk and maybe only a few minutes to run. These waiters and the ingredients they brought were obviously sponsored by Boss Lu. Of course, Boss Lu was not a philanthropist. He would send the waiters to wait at the door, waiting for Jiang Chengde’s dishes to come out of the pot. You can tell by the fact that they are packed into take away boxes - these dishes are obviously meant to be served to diners.
As for how to sell hundreds of plates of fried vegetables a day, that's Boss Lu's business.
Just like practicing knife skills, Jiang Chengde practiced fire for seven days.
From stir-fried vegetables, stir-fried potato slices, stir-fried shredded potatoes, twice-cooked pork, to the fried double crispy dishes on the last day, Jiang Chengde only cooks the same dishes every day, and he cooks them all day long. The difficulty increases every day, until the most difficult oil bursts double crisp.
Just like an ordinary chef, the process of practicing cooking for more than ten years, except that Jiang Chengde condensed these ten years into seven days.
Jiang Chengde has not left the house for fourteen days.
In these fourteen days, the children who stayed at home every day changed from playing and playing far away from the kitchen to standing outside the kitchen eagerly like the group of boys, watching through the window and practicing alone. Jiang Chengde.
A small window, a small child.
Like an oil painting.
Jiang Feng also began to become more and more serious like Jiang Chengde. Jiang Chengde was cooking seriously in the kitchen, and he was watching Jiang Chengde carefully.
It was obviously the same thing every day with no changes, but he no longer felt boring and monotonous, but instead enjoyed it with relish.
Because he already knew what Jiang Chengde was doing, and finally realized what this memory was trying to tell him.
Let him witness the birth of a great master.
On the fifteenth day, Jiang Chengde began to practice seasoning.
Make soup. (End of chapter)