Jiang Weiguo and Sun Guanyun had a delicate atmosphere before, and the smell of gunpowder was full.

Jiang Weiming smiled, eating melons, and sat firmly on the Diaoyutai.

Jiang Feng looked dazed, and he would soon turn into a fish in the pond.

"Have you thought about it?" Sun Guanyun said in a deep voice.

"I've thought about it. Jiang Feng's face was straight, "The shrimp is also washed." ”

Sun Guanyun nodded: "You start matching." ”

These three sauces, Jiang Feng had been thinking about two or three o'clock in the morning last night.

In his opinion, the sauce has 4 main flavors, sweet, salty, sour, and spicy. Among them, the sour is more special, which can be combined with salty and spicy at will, and most white-cut chicken and boiled shrimp will be added to the sauce with a little vinegar.

Vinegar can be appetizing, can increase people's appetite, and is one of the easiest seasoning methods, so the three sauces Jiang Feng chose all added vinegar to a greater or lesser extent.

After trying so many complicated sauces in his mind, the three that Jiang Feng finally chose were surprisingly simple.

Salty, spicy with a little sour, sour and salty.

The prawns themselves have a hint of sweetness, and if you use a sweet sauce, you will put the cart before the horse.

The sauce is meant to bring out the flavor of the shrimp, not to mask it.

Jiang Feng finished the sauce under the gaze of the three old men. is a little nervous, mainly because the old man's gaze is too oppressive, especially Jiang Weiguo's eyes, which are basically the same as the head teacher who always pays attention to you at the back door in high school.

"Well... All right. Jiang Feng tried in vain to see something from Jiang Weiguo's face.

As a result, nothing was seen.

"Is the sign ready?" Jiang Weiguo asked.

"Put it away. As soon as Jiang Feng's words fell, Ji Yue shouted outside.

"Jiang Feng, the guests who tried the food are here, are you okay?"

The healthy stir-fry restaurant does not operate breakfast, the three girls in the store are estimated to be a dormitory, just after eating breakfast in the opposite ramen restaurant saw the sign in, yesterday did not see the door sign, the first time in the school side of the restaurant to participate in the tasting, a little cramped.

"What does the customization on the sign on the outside mean?" asked the short-haired, black-haired girl.

"Do you have to give an opinion on the tasting?" asked the short-haired, yellow-haired girl.

"Tell me your tastes, what you like and what you don't like. I'm going to make you the sauce. Jiang Feng said, taking the post-it note and began to prepare to remember.

"Well, don't have ginger and garlic, don't want coriander, don't be too salty, don't be too spicy, don't be too sweet and don't be too sour. The short-haired, yellow-haired girl said.

Jiang Feng: "......"

"The taste is a little stronger, no sesame oil, you can add a little spicy, not too salty. The only Rapunzel said.

"I'm not a picky eater, just don't be too spicy. The short-haired black-haired girl said.

Tear off the post-it note, before the shrimp is in the pot, he has to cook the shrimp first, Jiang Feng reminded Ji Yue to help him remember it and went into the kitchen.

Jiang Feng is a skilled worker who uses a toothpick to remove the shrimp line, and he can go very clean without twisting the shrimp head and pulling the shrimp tail.

The shrimp line is the digestive tract of the shrimp and can affect the taste of the shrimp, especially when boiled. Putting more than two dozen shrimp into the pot together, Jiang Feng began to judge the dipping sauce according to the tastes of the three of them.

The three dipping sauces are more or less garlic, the girl with short hair and yellow hair says the most, but the second half is worthless, Jiang Feng thought about it and picked the third and most traditional sour and salty taste with a little garlic for her, the long-haired girl is naturally given the second spicy and sour, and the last girl is also the third.

After two minutes, the shrimp in the pot have turned red, the heat is just right, and the meat is tender. Turn off the heat and take the shrimp out of the pot with a colander, the chopsticks hold three shrimp and put them on the plate, and put four saucers in a tray Jiang Feng took it out with both hands.

After the three girls finished eating, they all agreed with each other.

"It's ok, it's delicious. ”

"Delicious. ”

"Not bad. ”

The short-haired and yellow-haired girl said that she didn't eat green onions, ginger and garlic, but she was not dissatisfied with the garlic in the dipping saucer.

"Is there anything you don't like?" Jiang Feng asked.

"It's just a little garlic, but the taste is not heavy, anyway, I can't eat it, it's okay, a little salty. The short-haired, yellow-haired girl said.

"Well, there's nothing wrong with it, I think it's good, wouldn't it be more fragrant if I added some sesame oil?"

"It's good, it would be nice to be spicier. The long-haired woman said.

"Gone, right?" the three said in unison.

Jiang Feng nodded: "It's gone." ”

The three of them left together and couldn't help but start discussing.

"Eh, speaking of which, I didn't eat shrimp during the Chinese New Year. ”

"Yes, I want to eat shrimp too, do they sell it at noon?"

"It shouldn't be sold, don't you see the sign at the door that it's a tasting, it's definitely not for sale, and you'll sell it after the tasting is over." ”

"Hey, I guess I won't want to eat it in two days. ”

"The canteen doesn't sell shrimp, it's just a little unpalatable and not too fresh, you want to eat it at noon. ”

"The cafeteria is too ......"

Jiang Feng was collecting dishes and wiping the table when he heard Ji Yue, who was holding a pen tablet, suddenly burst out.

"Why do I think the sauce you gave to those two short-haired girls is the same?"

Jiang Feng was taken aback, the two girls who ate didn't see it, how could Ji Yue, who was painting next to her, see it instead.

"You see that?"

"I smell it, I still have this level of dealing with food in your store every day. Ji Yue was focused on the pen tablet and didn't raise her head, "What are you doing today, since they are all the same, why do you still ask them about their tastes." ”

"You should be the exam question, but don't tell the guests!" Jiang Feng reminded.

"Oh. ”

......

The tasting lasted until half-past ten, and after half-past ten, people began to come for lunch. The flow of people this morning is not as large as yesterday afternoon, and there are too few students who can get up early in the morning to go out for breakfast without class. There were about 30 people who came to try the food, and the feedback was similar to yesterday afternoon.

All the praise, the most amazing thing is that the comments are similar to yesterday afternoon.

It's nothing more than that, a little salty, not spicy enough, just add a little more vinegar to these three categories.

Jiang Weiguo was in a very good mood, he helped fry a lot of vegetables at noon, Jiang Weiming and Sun Guanyun were also interested in seeing Jiang Weiguo do it, and the two of them robbed Jiang Feng of his work for a while, and drove him to the front to help pass the food and wipe the table. Jiang Weiming is the oldest, and he rested after stir-frying two dishes, but Sun Guanyun regained the feeling of being a chef in Jubaolou and worked with Jiang Weiguo from beginning to end.

The students who came outside were going crazy, especially those in Guangdong Province, who almost cried with joy when they heard that they could order Cantonese food.

Before arriving at the hotel, it was only half past eleven, and the group of students who got out of class at twelve o'clock had not yet begun to occupy the major canteens and restaurants, and the healthy stir-fry restaurant was already full of guests.

It's nothing for six people to sit at a four-person table and squeeze together without knowing each other, eating while standing in the store, eating outside the store, and even eating at the door of the braised vegetable shop next door. Packing and taking home the dish is a little cold, not the best taste, many people would rather stand on the side of the road with a plate to eat, than pack it to eat in the dormitory.

Ji Yue's shouting has become: "Students, please eat faster, the students who eat the rice bowl overcome standing and eat, and give up their seats to the students who order food!"

"Hey, let's let go, let's go, the classmates who are squatting here let me bring the food over. ”

"I'm sorry, it's too late to wipe the table, can you bother, eh, good, thank you!"

Jiang Feng even suspected that if it weren't for the enough dishes, chopsticks and plates in the back kitchen, the plates at noon today would not be enough.

"Jiang Feng, what are you doing here, didn't you see that the table in front of you is finished, go and collect the table!"

"Hey!" Jiang Feng took the rag and went over, "Let it go, let it go, be careful that the dishes are spilled, the empty plate, do you see the table by the window, put it there!"

The takeaway order in the WeChat mini-program is about to explode, Liu Zixuan and Wang Hao were originally going to pigeon today, but Jiang Feng temporarily called to deliver takeaway. Liu Zixuan didn't have classes in the morning, and he was originally in the dormitory happy fat house, but he was shocked to see so many people in the store.

"Brother Feng, what day is it today, is it an event? 5% off?" Liu Zixuan felt that only the train station during the Spring Festival could be comparable to it.

"My grandfather, my third grandfather, and the former chef of Jubaolou are all in the back kitchen. Jiang Feng said.

"FJ's treasure building?" Liu Zixuan lost his voice, he had also seen the world.

Jiang Feng nodded.

"Awesome, awesome, wait for me to eat at noon!" Liu Zixuan didn't know what to say for a while, so he didn't say much and went to deliver takeaways.

"Jiang Feng, what are you doing in a daze? The table by the window is finished, go and collect the table!" Commander-in-chief Ji Yue began to give orders again, shouting upstairs at the top of his voice, "Aunt Wang, can you still add a seat on the second floor?"

The crowding of the healthy stir-fry restaurant, ending in the braised vegetables next door, the S County snacks and the generosity of the ramen shop owner opposite.

There are so many customers, and the business of the healthy stir-fry restaurant is booming, while the business of other restaurants is relatively deserted.

Everyone has a good relationship on weekdays, and Comrade Wang Xiulian, a business genius, has successively negotiated a great project of cooperating with braised vegetables to sell braised vegetables, S County snacks cooperating to sell crockpot soup, and cooperating with the opposite ramen restaurant to sell sauce beef. When the business of their own stores was deserted, the owners of the three stores generously gave up the idle tables and chairs, and let the students of A University, who did not have seats, come into the store with the food from the healthy stir-fry restaurant.

The crowding in the store was over, but Jiang Feng's heart was still hanging.

Because the mediocre-looking boy in front of him has already eaten 3 plates of dry fried beef river, 3 large plates!

Now eating the 4th plate.

"Zhang Zhiyun, are you okay?" The roommates who came with him were a little frightened.

"It's okay, I'm fine. Zhang Zhiyun said, "This dry fried beef river is really delicious, this is the taste of my house, this is the feeling, my grandmother used to make it for me, woo, this is the taste." ”

As he spoke, Zhang Zhiyu cried out as he stir-fried Niu He.

"It turned out that when my grandmother was still there, it was this taste, and I haven't tasted it for many years. Zhang Zhiyun sobbed over and over again, while picking up the plate and putting it in his mouth.

Big tears fell from their eyes on the table in a daze.

After eating the 4th plate, Zhang Zhiyun didn't need to eat anymore, wiped his tears and checked out, and asked, "Classmate, do you all buy this in the store in the future?"

"It could only be today at noon. Jiang Feng said.

"Then pack a copy. Zhang Zhiyun took out his mobile phone again to scan the code and pay.

"You're crazy, you want to die!" his classmate stopped him.

"I'll pack it and eat it at night!"

Jiang Feng closed the table, and when he wiped the table, his palm touched the tears on the table that had not yet dried.

"Drop. ”

Jiang Feng: ?

Spicy chicken game and deceitful corpse?