After drinking and eating, everyone touched their stomachs and half-lay on the chair with a satisfied face, even Chen Xiuxiu was no exception.

The eight dishes and one soup on the table were swept clean, and there was not even any soup left, and the plate was as clean as if someone had licked it.

If it weren't for the fear that the old man would be angry, Jiang Jiankang and Jiang Jiandang wouldn't mind licking the plate.

Over the years, as Jiang Weiguo has become older and older, although his body is still healthy, his physical strength is not as good as before, and a hearty meal like this may not be available even for the New Year.

Jiang Jiandang looked at the empty plates on the table, and then thought about his son who could only eat without half of his cooking talent, and suddenly felt that he hated iron and steel.

Jiang Shoucheng, who was admitted to the high-speed train coming back from the Imperial Capital Medical University, sneezed, rubbed his nose, and said in his heart that the air conditioning on the high-speed rail was too much.

"After the founding of the party, I went to the morning market every morning to buy vegetables, buy fresh, pure natural, and don't put those things with pesticides and hormones in front of me. After Chen Dusleeve and Chen Xiuxiu left, Jiang Weiguo began to order daily tasks.

Jiang Jiandang nodded again and again, and the quality of the ingredients directly affected the taste of the dishes.

"Xiao Feng follows me to learn how to cook every day, and I learned the heat, how can I inherit your father's restaurant in the future if I can't do basic skills, what kind of thing did you boil up this morning. Jiang Weiguo was obviously very dissatisfied with the porridge that Jiang Feng boiled in the morning, "When I was a child, I learned to cook, and I ran away just after practicing knife work, so what is the importance of learning." Studying is important, what kind of optoelectronic information major can you do? It's not as promising as a cook. ”

"Back then, your grandfather was the chef in Taifeng Building, and so many dignitaries couldn't ask for a meal for a lot of money. "The old man has obviously been worried about Jiang Feng's refusal to learn to cook on the grounds of studying.

Jiang Feng: ......

He really loved to learn back then!

If you don't study, you have to hang sandbags, cut potatoes, cut cucumbers, cut tofu, cut until you wipe some medicine on your hands, take a pack of gauze and continue to cut, do you say he loves to study?

"Dad, what about me?" Jiang Jiankang waited for his father to assign him a task.

"You're not doing business?" Jiang Weiguo glanced at Jiang Jiankang.

"That's it, you don't do business?" Comrade Wang Xiulian echoed, glaring at Jiang Jiankang by the way, and then smiled at Jiang Weiguo's old man, "Dad, I can help wash the vegetables, I wash them every day, and they can be clean." ”

You can eat the freshly cooked dishes cooked by the old man when you wash the vegetables at home, and this business is not cost-effective.

Jiang Jiankang: ......

The old man nodded slightly, and he agreed.

The old man was together, Wang Xiulian and Li Mingli began to collect the dishes and chopsticks almost at the same time, and said in unison: "I'll wash the dishes!"

The old man never cared about this kind of trivial matter, walked to the kitchen and took out the cutting board and kitchen knife, picked out a few from the big bag of potatoes and radishes that Jiang Jiankang bought, and put them in front of Jiang Feng.

"Cut the potato hob into pieces, slice the turnips, and let me see if your knife work is wasted. Jiang Weiguo said.

Jiang Feng's knife work is naturally a lot wasted.

In the scolding of the old man Jiang Weiguo, Jiang Feng regained the time when he was young with potatoes, radishes and cucumbers.

In the evening, Jiang Weiguo picked out some barely eye-catching potato pieces and radish slices and fried a few plates of side dishes, and sent the rest to the store for Jiang Jiankang to fry and sell to the guests.

For the next period of time, healthy snacks about potatoes and radish stir-fried rice bowls are on sale every day.

Jiang Feng felt that he was a small vegetable cutter in the back kitchen of the hotel, and every day he held a kitchen knife to the cutting board and "dangdangdang", and then fortunately, the dishes cut out were disliked by the chef in every way.

Thankfully, Jiang Feng progressed from cutting vegetables to cutting meat.

Finally, everyone no longer has to eat fried potatoes with meat foam, radish with meat foam, and cucumbers with meat foam every day.

In order to celebrate Jiang Feng's successful completion of a complete chicken, Jiang Weiguo decided to make a boneless grilled chicken with this small farmer's chicken whose body was tortured in the process of deboning.

"You can touch the pot starting tomorrow. Jiang Weiguo announced at the dinner table.

Jiang Feng, who had spent more than ten days picking up the knife again, cried with joy.

During this time, Chen Xiuxiu went from being embarrassed to come over to eat every day at the beginning, to coming uninvited to the meal, and then to come an hour or two in advance every day to fight with Wang Xiulian and Li Mingli, and she couldn't see that she would rather die than eat before dieting to lose weight.

Both of them took a fancy to the same piece of chicken at the same time.

When the chopsticks touched, Jiang Feng couldn't help but sigh that this day had finally come.

It is a piece of chicken with uniform sugar color, fried until golden brown, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and it looks very good.

"Aren't you losing weight? Boneless Grilled Chicken is too high in calories for you. Jiang Feng persuaded.

"Xiuxiu still uses weight loss?" Jiang Shoucheng, who was immersed in hard work, raised his head suddenly, his face full of shock.

"I can't stop your mouth if I eat!" Jiang Weiguo scolded.

Jiang Shoucheng immediately lowered his head and continued to eat chicken, obeying his grandfather's teachings to gag his mouth with food.

"If you don't eat enough, you don't have the strength to lose weight. With many years of experience in snatching food from Jiang Feng's rice bowl, Chen Xiuxiu turned her wrist flexibly and hit her chopsticks to open Jiang Feng's chopsticks and successfully put the grilled chicken on the plate.

"Ding, complete the side quest: [Neighbor's Wish] to get the task reward Porridge (Intermediate). ”

These days, Jiang Feng is in a trance when chopping vegetables, and he almost forgets that he still has a task.

Chen Xiuxiu a year ago is back!

Looking at the grilled chicken in Chen Xiuxiu's bowl, Jiang Feng didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

"In the afternoon, you start with scrambled eggs. The old man began to assign study tasks to Jiang Feng.

"Grandpa, why don't I cook you a porridge in the afternoon?" Jiang Feng tried to bargain and use his superb porridge (intermediate) skills to conquer the old man.

"Porridge porridge, how did our Jiang family come up with something like you like to make porridge?" The old man's temper became bigger and bigger during this time, "You practiced knife skills for so many years when you were a child, just to make porridge now." ”

Jiang Feng was so stunned that he had nothing to say.

Jiang Feng guessed that the old man regretted it, and ran over to teach him cooking skills on a whim, but found that he was still a widow and could not be taught.

I want to make a dish that is approved by the old man.

Unless grandpa is possessed!

After eating, Wang Xiulian, Li Mingli and Chen Xiuxiu rushed to wash the dishes as usual, Jiang Shoucheng was commanded by the old man to go to the store to help, Jiang Feng picked up the kitchen knife and continued to "dangdangdang".

You have to cut the ingredients for cooking in the afternoon.

I didn't even have the time to check what the porridge (intermediate) was, and if I cut it wrong, I would hear the old man's angry roar.

"Jiang Feng, you haven't eaten at noon!

At this time, Chen Xiuxiu will take a cucumber and nibble on the side to watch the excitement.

Ruthless.

Oh, woman.