When the evening business ended, Jiang Feng obviously felt that Jiang Weiming's mood was much better.

Jiang Feng decided to get off work normally today and go home to study the specific methods of saffro chicken. Tomorrow's interview and filming are scheduled for the afternoon, Xu Cheng booked dinner at Taifeng Building, and saw that his posture was to prepare to eat in Taifeng Building for the next few days, and eat until the end of the interview.

Jiang Feng plans to go to Renyi tomorrow morning to see if there are any new guinea pigs to brush him up on the progress of the task in the small canteen, make a pot of boiled broccoli for Jiang Shoucheng at noon, and then go back to Taifeng Building in the afternoon for interviews and shooting.

The itinerary is very fulfilling.

I believe that Jiang Shoucheng will be very moved when he eats that pot of boiled broccoli tomorrow.

Jiang Feng collapsed on the sofa after returning home, and fell into deep thought after using his mobile phone to check the practice of saffro chicken on the Internet.

He originally thought that since the hint given by the game was crispy apples was a good choice, then the apples must have a heavy weight in the Safro chicken, and they could be on an equal footing with the chicken, maybe it was still the finishing touch.

After a check, Jiang Feng found that apples have no sense of existence in this dish at all, they are just cut into small pieces and fried twice in a butter pan to be put on the plate, and their status is not as good as blanching them with water and then mixing them with butter as a decorative vegetable. Vegetables have to be posed, pay attention to the color of the combination of folded and folded like a flower, apples are completely out of the pot and mixed into the chicken, not even shaped.

So what exactly does chicken shafoulo have to do with crispy apples?

Jiang Feng nestled in the sofa and fell into deep thought, like a thinking husky.

His eyes were wide open, his brows furrowed.

When Wu Minqi went to the living room with herbal tea, she saw such a scene.

"What do you want?" Wu Minqi put the herbal tea on the coffee table and moved it to Jiang Feng.

The herbal tea was delivered by Ji Xue in the morning, and the herbal tea she brewed as a native of Guangdong Province was much higher than the five-flower tea boiled by Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng's five-flower tea tastes slightly sweet because of the addition of monk fruit, and Ji Xue's herbal tea is boiled from Chinese herbs such as honeysuckle, chrysanthemum, astragalus, licorice, etc., which clears heat and relieves heat when drinking, and faintly makes people feel a hint of sweetness.

The herbal tea boiled by Ji Xue is a heat-clearing and detoxifying tea, which is suitable for people with internal heat and heavy fire, and it is best to drink in this season when the weather is so hot and dry that it makes people dry.

The herbal tea was put in the refrigerator for a day, and then Wu Minqi took it outside for more than half an hour, and now it is still slightly cool, and the entrance is just right.

"I wonder what chicken shafoulo has to do with crispy apples. Jiang Feng said, paralyzed in a different position.

"Isn't that French? What can it do with crispy apples? Wu Minqi asked rhetorically, picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.

"I don't understand, but I always feel like there's something about the two of them. Jiang Feng saw that Wu Minqi clicked on a TV series and hurriedly stopped it, "I watched this drama last week, it's not good-looking, the male protagonist in episode 2 was green, and the heroine appeared in episode 7." ”

Wu Minqi exited the interface of the TV series and changed to a new drama.

The two happily watched a sand sculpture domestic idol romance drama together for one night.

Early in the morning of the second day, Wu Minqi went out to grab the bean buns from the bun shop at the entrance of the community, while Jiang Feng slept a little lazy and went to Renyi to try his luck later, to see if he could meet some guinea mice who needed help to brush up on the progress of the task.

Because last time Ji Yue paid a painful price for the two buns but did not regret it at all, everyone became curious about the bean buns at the entrance of the community and went to buy them, and they all fell in love with it.

Because Wang Xiulian, the eldest aunt, the second aunt, the fourth aunt and the fifth aunt all joined the queue to get up early in the morning to buy bean buns, the sales of bean buns were extremely hot, and they all needed to queue up to buy a bun. The people who passed by didn't know why they didn't have anything to do and didn't need to go to work every day saw that the breakfast shop actually needed to queue up, and they also joined the queue, resulting in this steamed bun shop becoming an Internet celebrity breakfast shop at the entrance of the community, and even on Weibo hot search.

Wu Minqi shouldered the heavy responsibility of helping Comrade Wang Xiulian buy bean bags, so she got up very early, earlier than when she was in high school and had a morning run.

When Jiang Feng got up, Comrade Wang Xiulian's bean buns were all eaten and posted to Moments.

After packing up, Jiang Feng went out to take the subway to Renyi, and as soon as he arrived, Renyi went straight to the vegetable market next to the small canteen, without saying anything, he bought three catties of broccoli first, and then took a photo and sent it to Jiang Shoucheng to tell him that he would come over to help him cook at noon today.

Jiang Shoucheng's hand holding the mobile phone trembled slightly, and his face turned pale, as if he had been on the night shift for two consecutive days.

By the time he saw lunch at noon today, his face was probably going to turn green.

Will Jiang Feng do this kind of inhumane thing like his second cousin, who is pitiful and needs to work night shifts in the hospital, eats and sleeps badly, and acts as a security guard when necessary, and is getting thinner and thinner, and his weight has been far surpassed by Jiang Zaide, can only eat three catties of boiled broccoli for lunch?

Jiang Feng was an honest man who only lied to a senior level, how could he treat his dear second cousin like this.

Jiang Feng carried three catties of broccoli to the small kitchen, and sure enough, in the small kitchen, he met Qian Lijuan, who was making soup, and Fang Zhuozhuo, who persevered in the struggle against porridge.

Zhuang Lin picked up a life from the ghost gate and is now recovering. Qian Lijuan has opened the door to her cooking skills since the success of carrot beef stew, and she has fallen in love with cooking, and every day she changes her tricks to cook some soup that is not delicious at all, and even has some unpalatable taste.

Fang Zhuo is a local, his father just had a minor operation a few days ago, and he can only eat liquid food every day, which is why Fang Zhuo insists on fighting against porridge every day.

As soon as Fang Zhuo saw Jiang Feng, it was like seeing a savior, and he hurriedly asked for help.

"Jiang Feng, come and take a look, the porridge I cooked these days is obviously normal, and it doesn't look mushy. But my dad always said that there was a mushy smell when he drank it, and when I tasted it, there was also a mushy smell, you see what's going on. "Fang's level of culinary skills is inversely proportional to his talent for mathematics.

"How did you cook it?" Jiang Feng asked.

"As you taught me, I've been stirring porridge with a spoon. Fang Zhuo said, "It looks quite normal, but it tastes mushy when you drink it." ”

Jiang Feng thought for a while and guessed: "It should be that you are boiling the fire too big and the batter is underneath, but you are constantly stirring the porridge, so the bottom paste is stirred up, and it can't be seen on the surface, but the whole pot of porridge has a mushy smell." ”

Fang Zhuozhuo looked confused.

"Wait a minute, I'll help you look at the heat, I'll put the broccoli here first, you can help me take a look, I'm going to buy something in the supermarket next to the hospital." Jiang Feng said, putting the broccoli on the table.

"No problem, you go. Fang Zhuo agreed.

Jiang Feng left the small cafeteria.

There is a large supermarket near Renyi, with a wide variety of ingredients, all kinds of seasonings, and even imported ingredients, the only drawback is that it is too expensive.

Jiang Feng was going to buy butter.

Although the boiled broccoli tastes good and crispy, even if salt is added, it is bland and tasteless, and letting Jiang Shoucheng eat three catties at a time is even more uncomfortable than letting him learn to cook with the old man.

These three catties of broccoli, Jiang Feng is going to make it in two ways.

The first came from the inspiration he got yesterday when he watched the recipe for chicken shafro.

Sauté in butter.

Add some other seasonings to enrich the taste of broccoli, which may be able to match Jiang Shoucheng's taste.

The second method is to make broccoli in the same way as crispy apples.

After Jiang Feng watched the TV series last night, he thought about it all night and didn't come up with what the crispy apples had to do with Safro chicken, so he simply broke the jar and tried to see if he could use the method of making crispy apples to make other dishes.

He hadn't even made crispy apples before, but he had seen the old man do, so he needed to try it and catch a guinea pig to verify his attempt.

Jiang Shoucheng is the guinea pig.

A guinea pig with a lot of food.