Jiang Feng stayed in the hospital for two days and was discharged on July 15, the day Wang Hao paid his salary.

In just two days, Jiang Feng gained 3 pounds.

As for how these 3 catties were fat, Jiang Feng could only say that no meal was innocent.

Admitted to the hospital on July 13 and discharged on July 15, in less than three days, the patients, the patient's family, doctors and nurses in the ward on this floor of Jiang Feng deeply remembered the three words Taifeng Building.

The little brother in the bed next door to Jiang Feng, who is also the person who has been hurt the most in the past two days, said: I want to eat, and now I want to eat very much, even if I have no money to borrow some from Ma's father temporarily after being discharged from the hospital, I want to eat.

After being discharged from the hospital, Jiang Feng's speed of brushing proficiency has been increasing day by day.

He didn't eat braised pork anymore, and when Jiang Feng brushed his proficiency without buff, it would be impossible for him to work hard all the time like before, what would he go, he would occasionally desert, he would occasionally touch fish and listen to Yong and the little brother with the lowest rank chatting about gossip, and even at lunchtime, he would go out to eat with Lu Sheng instead of staying in the store to save time.

The quality of his practice time has decreased, but his efficiency has increased dramatically.

It may sound like a sick sentence, but it's true.

The proficiency of the seasoning, which had been slow before, made Jiang Feng suspect that it was stuck for a while, finally began to rise at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if everything before was just a bug caused by the buff of braised pork, but now that Jiang Feng has fixed the bug, the system has begun to run again, and it is faster and more efficient.

Jiang Feng originally thought that he would brush the seasoning to the Grandmaster level in early August, but the actual speed was far faster than he expected. After all the psychological and physical obstacles were cleared, Jiang Feng's seasoning proficiency could be called overwhelming.

July 24, a day destined to be remembered.

Jiang Feng's seasoning was upgraded to the Grandmaster level.

He didn't look at the attribute panel, but he was well aware that his seasoning had reached the grandmaster.

Because he saw the soup stock that had just come out of the pot in front of him.

【Soup stock S Grade】

He made S-grade dashi.

I made a qualified dashi.

Jiang Feng didn't taste the broth in front of him first, nearly three months, of which two months were the physically and mentally exhausting cooking years that he didn't want to recall, he finally made the S-grade broth, piercing the thin layer of window paper between A-grade and S-grade.

He felt like crying a little.

Jiang Feng thinks that he is not a sentimental person, so to speak, since he was a child, in addition to eating pure meat wontons and Li Hongzhang's chowder, Wang Xiulian was also Wang Xiulian, and Jiang Jiankang and the old man's slap would beat him to tears.

I was so excited that I wanted to cry, maybe this was the first time.

"Division...... Brother Feng, what are you doing here? Is this pot of soup ready, I'll bring it over, and my master wants the soup stock. The junior brother with the lowest rank jumped to Jiang Feng's side, trying in vain to attack the S-grade soup stock in front of him.

"Don't move yet!" Jiang Feng reacted and intercepted, "This pot of soup can't be moved, you watch here and don't let others take it, I'll call Master Peng." ”

The youngest brother:?

Is Brother Feng really not his uncle?

Why is it so natural to arouse him?

Jiang Feng went to call Peng Changping, although Peng Changping stayed in Yongheju every day, he did not stay in the kitchen for a long time. As a celebrity chef who has spent most of his life in the kitchen, Peng Changping does not have that much love for the kitchen, and the guidance of apprentices and grandchildren is usually one or two points to the end, and the rest is for them to understand by themselves, only when guiding Jiang Feng will they spend more time and thought - maybe this is why Jiang Feng has repeatedly clarified but some people always think that he is Peng Changping's closed disciple.

Peng Changping is used to staying in the lobby and the second floor, especially during business hours, finding a corner to sit with a thermos cup in his hand, and from time to time there will be waiters who care about whether he needs to refill the tea, just like an ordinary diner.

When Jiang Feng went to look for him on the second floor, Peng Changping was sitting in the corner drinking tea as usual.

"Master Peng. Jiang Feng called Peng Changping.

"Huh?" Peng Changping turned his head to look at Jiang Feng, "Is something wrong in the kitchen?"

"I'd like to give you a taste of the broth I just hung out. Jiang Feng said.

Peng Changping didn't ask the reason, nodded and whispered a good word, and followed Jiang Feng into the kitchen.

"You've been in a lot better lately than you were before. Peng Changping smiled and said, "Figured it out?"

"Hmm. Jiang Feng nodded and handed him the small spoon he used to taste.

"It's good to figure it out, learning a craft is a very pure thing, you need to be distracted, but very few people can do it. There are no hurdles in this world that cannot be overcome, and it is good to figure out many things. Peng Changping said, "Restaurant management is nothing more than that, next time if I have time, I will tell you some of my experience when I first opened a restaurant." ”

Jiang Feng: ......

I don't think your experience will be of much use.

Peng Changping scooped some of the still steaming broth with a small spoon and tasted it.

Peng Changping was stunned.

"Have you tasted it?" asked Peng Changping.

Jiang Feng shook his head: "No, I just think this pot is different from others, so I forgot to taste it and called you." ”

Peng Changping smiled, laughing very widely, the corners of his mouth rose, his already small eyes narrowed directly into a slit, and even the few white eyebrows revealed relief and joy.

"Earlier you told me that you didn't think the soup stock was good enough, and I thought you were going around a dead end because of foreign things. These days, I see that you don't seem to be bothered by external objects anymore, but you still practice soup stock, and I thought that you didn't come out of a dead end, and yesterday I discussed with Senior Brother Qin how to persuade you, and now it seems that I have shallow knowledge. ”

"I didn't expect you to be so demanding of yourself, and I didn't expect you to do so well. ”

"Before, I just thought that you were talented, and if time would come, you would regain the glory of the past, so I thought that the icing on the cake would teach you Jiang's ginseng soup to give you more guidance. Now it seems that not only can you reproduce the glory of the past, you may surpass your grandfather, I regret that I confiscated you as an apprentice, if there is an apprentice of you, it will also be a boasting capital in the future. Peng Changping smiled, "If I can live a few more years." ”

Jiang Feng was stunned, he also felt that he was very awesome at being able to make S-level broth, but he couldn't afford Peng Changping to blow his rainbow fart like this.

It's embarrassing, and I even want to listen to two more sentences.

"Taste it for yourself. Peng Changping said.

Jiang Feng picked up a small spoon and took a bite like Peng Changping.

Jiang Feng was stunned.

He couldn't believe that this broth came from him.

The mellow aroma of chicken soup, the saltiness of ham, and the essence of various ingredients are gathered in this broth, the taste of the mountains, the taste of the sea, the most primitive deliciousness of the food, and the memory of human beings for deliciousness can all be summed up by the broth in front of them.

If the bowl of soup that Jiang Xiaoran drank in his memory tasted like this, Jiang Feng could only say that he would not lose ten beatings for this bowl of soup.

Consommé and dashi are still a little different, and consommé is destined to give up some of its flavor because of its clear watery color, but dashi does not have this concern. The existence of soup stock is for freshness, which is the best interpretation of the word fresh in the most Chinese food of the ancients in that era of scarcity of ingredients, and the best weapon of MSG in this era of highly developed industrialization.

A thousand words, all in the soup.

"Master Peng, I want to stop for a while. Jiang Feng said.

"Huh?" Peng Changping looked at him.

"I want to continue to learn Jiang's ginseng soup from you in a while, from tomorrow I will help Taifeng Lou first, the business in the store is really not good during this time, I think I should go back to help." Jiang Feng whispered.

"Go ahead. Peng Changping didn't have any opinion, "Do what you want, you have a hard day today, go back in advance and have a good rest, take this pot of soup back and let your two grandfathers taste it too, they will be proud of you." ”

"Thank you, Master Peng. "Jiang Feng went to find the container.

Peng Changping looked at the chicken soup in front of him and smashed his mouth, he didn't know why he felt that he was particularly appetizing now, and now he felt that the soup just now was particularly flavorful.

He hadn't felt this way in a long time.

Peng Changping tasted some soup again.

It is very flavorful, salty and light, and it is particularly fresh, which makes him feel a little more sensitive to taste.

You must know that his sense of taste has deteriorated a little severely, but he has been used to it for so many years, in order to maintain a healthy normal diet and can't eat heavy oil and salt, he has become accustomed to eating some dishes that are very delicious but always feel that there is no taste.

"Little ......" Peng Changping looked at the young man with the lowest rank who seemed to be his own apprentice grandson, and he couldn't call his name for a while.

"Master Tai, my surname is Chu!" The guy with the lowest rank finally has a surname.

"Do you have something to eat, just make me some side dishes, let me taste your craft. Peng Changping said with a smile, in a very good mood.

Xiao Chu: !!

Although he didn't know why, his instinct told him that he should thank his teacher...... Brother Feng.

Thank you, Brother Feng!