Jiang Feng prepared eighteen dishes for the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, including six cold dishes and twelve hot dishes, and among the six dishes of cold dishes, except for cucumber and spiced chicken, the remaining four dishes, including the marinated platter, were bought by Jiang Jiankang in town on the 30th.

Don't ask why there are cucumbers in cold cuts, ask is not to forget the original intention.

Cold dishes have always been used for chatting and entertainment on the Jiang family's dinner table, and the appetizers when waiting for the meal are basically not eaten much, and they are generally left for the first and second days of the Lunar New Year as side dishes for breakfast, and hot dishes are the main ones.

The twelve hot dishes prepared by Jiang Feng this time are definitely the most Chinese New Year's Eve meals of the Jiang family in recent decades, whether it is the grade of the ingredients, the difficulty of the dishes, or the quality of the dishes themselves, they are far beyond the dishes ordered by the old man before. If the old man didn't take the initiative to abdicate and give up power this year, I'm afraid that some people would suspect that Jiang Feng was making such a good dish, and he wanted to give the old man a dismount to show his sovereignty, so that everyone would know who the new king of the Jiang family was.

In fact, Jiang Feng would make so many complex products, just because of nervousness.

The first time I took charge of the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, I was nervous, scared and excited, I didn't know what dishes to pick to make big dishes, all of them were big dishes, what was powerful, and its concept and swallow wing mat had to fight. Any hot menu in the swallow wing banquet is a big dish on the table, and when put together, it is a fairy fight. Fortunately, the dishes of the swallow wing mat are served one by one, if they are served together, I am afraid that the diners will want to have a few more mouths, and one mouth is really not enough to eat.

Although the twelve dishes prepared by Jiang Feng for the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner are not as luxurious as swallow wing mats in terms of the luxury of ingredients, the quality and taste of the dishes alone should be able to surpass swallow wing mats.

Who called Jiang Feng's dish has a buff.

Although a good buff cannot play a decisive role, it can be the icing on the cake and help the dish to the next level.

The twelve dishes prepared by Jiang Feng this time are silk yam, Jiang's ginseng soup, chopped pepper fish head, carrot stewed beef, phoenix egg, eight-treasure tofu, baked lobster in soup, plum cabbage button pork, crab roe lion head, two-color prawns, apple scones and the finale of golden and jade cabbage.

At first, Jiang Feng was going to cook according to the idea of chicken, duck and fish, but then he thought about it, and the Jiang family's dinner table never paid attention to chicken, duck and fish, as long as there was fish to ensure the auspicious meaning of surplus every year.

Then Jiang Feng's idea became what he was good at, and on the basis of what he was good at, he would find some good buffs or dishes that the elders in the family liked to eat.

Carrot beef stew, the best luck of the year, although it is used in the New Year to make people feel good steel is not used on the blade, but it is also good to ask for auspicious luck during the New Year.

The eight treasure tofu will be messed into it entirely because Jiang Feng feels that he has to eat some vegetables for Chinese New Year's Eve dinner and get some healthy meaning.

As for the reason why there are two beets of shredded yam and apple scones, it is even simpler, Grandma Jiang is good at this bite - if she can bite it.

Jiang Feng knew very well that if he made glutinous rice lotus, Grandma Jiang would like it more, but Grandma Jiang liked it and others might not like it, mainly because he couldn't stand this kind of sweet glutinous rice lotus, who could bear it.

Of these twelve dishes, only Jiang's ginseng soup is used, and the soup stock is needed for baked lobster and Jinyu cabbage, of which the broth of Jinyu cabbage is freshly made this morning, and the old man and Jiang Weiming take turns to watch. It seems that there are not many dishes with broth, but the actual amount is very large, mainly because Jiang's ginseng soup Jiang Feng is made according to the head, and the amount is deliberately doubled in order to cater to the taste of the family.

Theoretically, Jiang's ginseng soup can be simmered in a small cup, but today Jiang Feng is directly using a casserole to cook.

A casserole for making porridge.

Sending chicken bean curd to the next door, Jiang Feng went back to the kitchen to concentrate on cooking.

Jiang's ginseng soup is simmering on the stove, and the rich broth mixed with seafood in the air has not stopped. When Jiang Feng was in the finals before, the Jiang family didn't feel much when they sat in the first row and smelled it, but this time, whether it was changing the plan in the room, doing homework, cleaning, or playing with mobile phones to watch dramas, they were all drooling.

There will be such a big difference, mainly because the venue is large enough and the amount is very small during the finals, and the taste of Jiang's ginseng soup is limited before it is uncovered. This time is different, this time the venue is small and the number of thieves is large, plus everyone knows that Jiang Feng is cooking in the kitchen, and all he thinks about is what he will eat tonight, and he can't help but smell it.

The Jiang family is hungry to death, and so is the Zhao family next door.

Zhao Liang carried a small bench and sat by the stove to guard the chicken soup.

Although Li Cuihua's cooking level is far inferior to that of the Jiang family next door, her chicken raising level is one of the best in the village. The raised chickens are big and fat, the meat is tender and very robust, stew an old hen that has been raised for two years during the New Year every year, thick fat, fragrant chicken soup, Zhao Liang can drink two large bowls every year in Chinese New Year's Eve, every year.

Except this year.

After eating the chicken bean curd, Zhao Liang was tasteless in the face of the fragrant chicken soup.

Li Cuihua also cut vegetables in the kitchen with a dull face.

"Grandma, what did you say that bean curd was made of this morning? Looking at the appearance of bean curd, it tastes like chicken, which is better than stewed chicken. Zhao Liang was puzzled, "I searched on the Internet that the dish should be called chicken bean curd, but the pictures on the Internet are not the same as what we ate this morning, it can be seen on the Internet that it is not like bean curd, and what we ate this morning looks exactly like the real bean curd." ”

"You ask me, who do I ask?" Li Cuihua cut the pork belly, thinking about the same question as Zhao Liang in her heart.

Li Cuihua wondered, they always said that a child who reads well is the reincarnation of Wenqu Xing, but what is the reincarnation of a child who is good at cooking, is the reincarnation of the king of the stove?

"By the way, didn't Xiao Feng say that you should send some plates over? It's past ten o'clock now, and they are estimated to be using them, so send the plates over." Li Cuihua urged.

Zhao Liang got up and went to get the plates and basins, collected all the unused items in the cabinet, a large stack, and left the Jiang family with them.

When he walked to the living room, Zhao Liang was stopped by his father.

"Liangliang, what are you doing with so many plates?"

"There is a shortage of plates next door and I want to borrow them from our family, so I will send them to them now. Zhao Liang said.

"How do you know? There's no one next door to borrow it. ”

"Jiang Feng said by the way when he sent something over early in the morning, at that time, you and your mother hadn't woken up yet, and your grandfather was still walking outside. Zhao Liang said.

"Send something, send what?"

"Bean curd. ”

Zhao Liang's father was immediately happy: "The Jiang family is really interesting now, they actually eat bean curd early in the morning." ”

Zhao Liang didn't reply, gave his father a meaningful look, and ran away with the plate.

When Zhao Liang arrived at Jiang's house, Jiang Feng happened to be making apple scones.

Since there was no oven in the kitchen, Jiang Feng's behavior of making a bonfire and baking cakes in the yard by himself was not too weird, but it made people simply feel unnecessary. The old man even briefly reflected on whether his thinking was too old, and he had been reluctant to buy an oven to force his grandson to be like this.

Although it was a bit strange to bake cakes in the yard in the cold wind in winter, Jiang Feng still enjoyed it.

It was his first time scones, and it was a novelty. Baking and baking, he found that Xia Muqi's way of baking cakes was very interesting, which was completely different from the pie baked in the oven.

Seeing Zhao Liang coming, Jiang Feng asked Zhao Liang to send the plate to the kitchen, and asked him to wait for a while before leaving, and Zhao Liang could taste the cake while it was hot after it was baked.

Zhao Liang successfully rubbed a piece of scone in this way, finished eating in the Jiang family's courtyard and chatted with Jiang Feng for a while, and asked whether the price and location of Taifeng Building were good before going back.

It takes a lot of time to bake a piece of cake, Jiang Feng baked a total of two pieces, one for Zhao Liang and the other for Jiang Junlian, who had been peeking through the small window of the room, and wrote an English cloze in an hour to pay close attention to the dynamics of the yard.

Jiang Junlian's cake was first divided by her father and mother, and then half was divided into half and half to Jiang Junqing, which is a typical cake distribution behavior with Jiang family characteristics.

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The first half hour of Chinese New Year's Eve dinner is always the hardest.

All the dishes have basically been formed, and there are even many dishes that can be warmed first have been out of the pot, and the aromas of various dishes are mixed together, and as long as the breeze blows, they will disperse everywhere.

But at this time, everyone couldn't eat, so they could only gather around the table and look at each other at the six plates of cold dishes on the table, repeatedly jumping sideways between cucumbers and spiced chicken, and making a difficult choice between padding their stomachs a little longer on the line and waiting for a hungry stomach to let go of eating.

In previous years, Jiang Feng was the one who suffered.

This year he is the one who causes suffering.

Jiang Junlian ate a quarter of a scone at noon, and her expectations for the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner had long been pulled to the highest, and her eyes had not been on the table since the moment she was served, and she had been stretching her neck and staring straight at the kitchen like a goose still raised in the yard without slaughter.

The elders of the Jiang family still guessed what Jiang Feng had cooked this year, and then guessed the dishes had a special advantage. In the past two years, although everyone has lived in the same building, there are not many opportunities to eat together, and each has its own work to do.

Only Jiang Jiankang is different, he works with Jiang Feng every day, cooks food across the stove with Jiang Feng, and eats working meals with Jiang Feng. He knows Jiang Feng's specialty dishes well, and even if he can't smell it, he can guess most of it.

"There must be Jiang's ginseng soup, I can smell it. Jiang Jianshe looked determined.

"You can guess if you smell it, this dish doesn't count. Jiang Jiandang directly vetoed, "I can still guess that there must be golden and jade cabbage." ”

Everyone is a person who has watched "Zhiwei", who still doesn't know the origin of these two dishes.

Jiang Jianguo didn't speak, closed his eyes and took a deep breath: "I seem to smell the smell of beef stew." Carrot beef stew! Yes, it should be carrot beef stew. ”

Jiang Jiankang also took a deep breath and found that the taste was too miscellaneous to smell the beef, and he didn't know how the eldest brother smelled it, and the carrot stew was not in his guess at all.

Jiang Jiankang could only learn from Jiang Jianguo's appearance just now, took a deep breath and shouted: "Phoenix eggs!"

Jiang Jianguo sniffed hard, and looked suspicious: "There is no smell of phoenix eggs, and there are still about twenty minutes left to start the meal now, how can you burn phoenix eggs now?"

"There is definitely the smell of phoenix eggs, I am separated from Jiang Feng by a stove in the back kitchen every day, and I can't be wrong when I hear this smell. Besides, why can't the phoenix eggs be burned now? What if there are several dishes lined up behind Xiao Feng that can't be delayed for a moment? The phoenix eggs will not change after being left for ten or so minutes. Jiang Jiankang began to use strong words.

Although he was messing around, Jiang Feng was still cooking fish balls, and it was impossible for the smell of phoenix eggs to come out, but he was right in one sentence, there were vegetables behind the phoenix eggs.

Shredded yam and golden jade cabbage.

The yam is lined up behind the phoenix eggs because this dish has to be eaten hot, and the silk can't be pulled out when it's cold.

As for the golden jade cabbage, because this dish is a real pressing table dish, it is also the most important dish that should appear on the Jiang family's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner table.

This dish must be made last, the first to be served, with this dish the Jiang family's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner is considered complete.

As one dish after another was completed, covered and insulated, and the sea cucumber and abalone soup was also served from the stove, Jiang Feng began to make the golden jade cabbage under the gaze of the two old men.

In fact, since the day of the finals, Jiang Feng has been waiting for the two old men to ask him how he learned the golden jade cabbage, and he has already made up a set of rhetoric, but the two of them have not come to ask for a long time.

Until he told Xu Cheng that Xu Cheng finished writing the article of "Zhiwei" and "Zhiwei" was published, the two old men did not ask.

They seemed to have so easily acquiesced and accepted Jiang Feng's ability to make golden jade cabbage, even if they had only seen it, they hadn't tasted it, and they didn't ask Jiang Feng to make golden jade cabbage in front of them again.

But Jiang Feng knew that the two of them were far from being as calm as they appeared.

Because from the moment the cabbage was put into the pot, the eyes of the two of them were always staring at the pot, staring at his hands, their eyes were burning and they couldn't ignore it.

He didn't have to look back to imagine the two old men staring intently, a little nervous and even a little expectant.

The two old men did.

Jiang Weiguo's memory of Jinyu cabbage is very limited, he only remembers that there is such a fresh grass flavor cabbage with an extremely complicated production process, and the specific production process, how it is roughly made is actually vague, and even the taste is not clear.

Jiang Weiguo doesn't remember, Jiang Weiming does.

He has eaten more than ten years of golden jade cabbage than Jiang Weiguo, and the memory that he once had some faint memories has become extremely clear from the moment Jiang Feng made the golden jade cabbage into a pot in the finals, so clear that he knows very well that Jiang Feng's process of making golden jade cabbage is almost exactly the same as that of Jiang Chengde and Jiang Huiqin back then, and the score is exactly the same, at least it looks like this.

He once thought that he would never be able to eat this dish again, and even almost forgot about it like Jiang Weiguo.

But Jiang Feng, who had almost never heard of this dish and could not make it, reproduced this dish in front of him.

He didn't ask Jiang Feng how he knew about this dish and where he learned the steps, even if it was oral, it was impossible to reproduce and present it so perfectly.

Because he didn't feel necessary.

It was enough for Jiang Feng to make it, and it would be better if the taste could be the same or very close.

From a long time ago, Jiang Weiming felt that Jiang Feng's nephew was a gift from God to him, and his sudden appearance made him realize one dream after another, make up for one regret after another, and even some extravagant hopes that he couldn't think of, all of which were realized one by one after meeting Jiang Feng.

There were too many magical things that happened to Jiang Feng, so much that he could accept all the unreasonable things that happened to Jiang Feng, including the golden jade cabbage.

Anyone who made golden jade cabbage would be amazed, but Jiang Feng would not.

Because Jiang Feng himself, at least for him, is a miracle.

A miracle from heaven.

Jiang Weiming looked at the pot.

Grease with lard.

Stir-fry.

Pour in the sea cucumber and abalone soup.

Continue to stir-fry.

Collect the juice.

It's exactly the same, exactly the same as in memory.

"Grandpa, the third grandfather's dishes are ready, and it's time to prepare for dinner. Jiang Feng said.

Jiang Weiming smiled and nodded.

"It's up to you. The old man stared at the golden jade cabbage.

Jiang Feng held two plates of golden jade cabbage, poked his head out of the kitchen and shouted into the hall: "Dad, Brother De, Brother Chengran, come and serve the food!"

"Great!"

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