In today's environment, there are no impermeable walls.

When the top-floor restaurant was not yet opened, the secrecy was so good, and the news was still true or false through various channels, and when he officially announced the opening and chef information, one of the well-known restaurants in Peking had already figured out the situation.

Naturally, the news of Taifeng Building's summer banquet couldn't be hidden, not to mention that Taifeng Building didn't want to hide it from the beginning, but was too lazy to publicize it.

Almost the day after the invitation was sent, the restaurants in Peking were not until Taifeng Lou poached Sun Maocai, and in order to make the nationally renowned Cantonese cuisine master shine, they specially arranged a midsummer banquet and a top-floor restaurant fight.

Yes, in the eyes of outsiders, Taifeng Lou's summer banquet is to attract Sun Maocai, so everyone's focus is on Sun Maocai, and the analysis is also Sun Maocai, and the focus of the menu of the midsummer banquet is basically Cantonese cuisine, completely ignoring the other three chefs surnamed Jiang.

Because there are no chefs and other restaurant owners, everyone can only watch the excitement when they can't eat. Most of the Chinese restaurants in Beiping are eating melons, waiting for Taifeng Lou and the top floor restaurant immortals to fight and pinch, and Taifeng Lou has a better relationship with Yongheju, especially the Yongheju back kitchen who has become a colleague with Jiang Feng, all hope from the bottom of their hearts that Taifeng Lou can take advantage of the midsummer banquet to hammer the top restaurant hard, let it know that it is not so easy to fight away.

And what is the restaurant on the top floor of the melon eating center doing?

Or what is Chef Arnold, the core of this melon, doing?

He didn't care about this summer banquet in Taifeng Building at all, and he didn't pay attention to Sun Maocai at all, what he has been doing in the past few days, he has a lot of money and doesn't do much work. On the contrary, Roland, the former chef, took the money to buy cabbage and acted with the heart of selling contraband, and reported the summer banquet to the boss on the other side of the ocean when Chef Arnold was away.

The boss attaches great importance to it, and several other branches of old Michelin-starred restaurants have already selected the location and finalized the chef candidate, and now is the critical moment, he has spent so much money and has not returned to the original and does not want to fold on the road to victory. But it's useless for him to pay attention, he's not in Beiping, he's useless in Beiping, Chef Arnold doesn't listen to him at all, he still goes his own way, and he doesn't pay attention to the Midsummer Banquet and Sun Maocai at all.

At 6 p.m. on June 8, Chef Arnold stayed in the back kitchen as usual, and although he didn't look outside, he noticed that there seemed to be a lot less traffic today than before.

Arnold stopped the passing Tao Shu and asked in slightly lame but understandable Chinese that sounded not very good: "Is the summer banquet in Taifeng Building today?"

Tao Shu was shocked, the first reaction was that I did something wrong, the chef actually scolded me in Chinese today, am I going to be fired, and it took a few seconds to react Chef Arnold just sounded like a curse, but actually did not curse, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's today. Tao Shu said.

Chef Arnold nodded, stopped talking, and Tao Shu hurriedly fled from here.

In the distance, Roland saw that Chef Arnold was not busy and walked towards him quickly, and said in a low voice in English: "Mr. Arnold, I think we should pay attention to the Midsummer Banquet in Taifeng Building, and you have also seen it, because we have lost a lot of guests at the Midsummer Banquet tonight." ”

Chef Arnold said impatiently, "That's because they invited those guests, and the guests accepted the invitation and will only go today." If we invite guests to the same banquet, the guests will come to me as well. ”

"But they brought in Sun Maocai. ”

"It's just a defeat. Chef Arnold was dismissive, "No one can take a guest away from me except that person." ”

Rowland:?

What's going on in the atmosphere all of a sudden?

"That person?" Roland asked.

Arnold didn't seem to hear Roland's words: "I invited Sun Maocai to rob my guests, and the boss of Taifeng Building inevitably underestimated me too much, unless that Jiang Feng called his master, don't even think about it." ”

"Mr. Peng is already 100 years old, so he shouldn't be out of the mountains again, right? Roland didn't understand why Arnold was always arguing with the young chef he hadn't met.

"What do you know? Huaguo's history books and some books have written that the old people all prefer young sons, and the master also feels sorry for the closed disciples, Taifeng Building is his family's restaurant, as long as he is forced to a dead end, he will definitely help him. Arnold said him several times in a row, and Roland was dumbfounded.

Before Roland could react, Arnold seemed to remember something very angry, and walked up to a kitchen assistant with an unhappy face, and scolded him in English mixed with French that he couldn't even make a muffin.

In the back kitchen of Taifeng Building, Jiang Feng is making chicken bean curd.

The game is still upgrading, the identification skills can't be used, Jiang Feng can't intuitively judge how the dishes are, so he can only rely on his tongue, which is not very good, to pick out the best pot from the clear soup hanging these days, of course, with reference to the opinions of the three chefs.

Chicken bean curd is a dish, and it is also the only dish that Jiang Feng has at the midsummer banquet. In order to prevent Jiang Feng from being distracted by other things, Wang Xiulian deliberately removed Jiang Feng's menu from the ordering system. He only needs to make these 51 servings of chicken bean curd tonight, and he can do whatever he wants the rest of the time, and sit in the binoculars at the cold dish window to peek at the expressions on the faces of the diners.

Jiang Feng was a little nervous.

He managed to make an S-class chicken bean curd in one go, which can be regarded as the smoothest dish he has ever made. Now that the game is upgrading, he can't see the dish rating, and he knows that it's unlikely, but he still can't help but worry that this time he can't trigger the buff by turning out to make an A-grade chicken bean curd, and he can't help but think about it.

Although his brain couldn't help but think about it, his hands and feelings were still very reliable, and as of the stall where the chicken bean curd was about to come out of the pot and was about to take shape, Jiang Feng felt that everything was going well, but he was still nervous.

The dish is finished.

It's almost 7 o'clock.

Jiang Feng didn't move.

He wanted to taste it first.

Although it is useless to taste, even if it doesn't work, he can't redo the two pots, but he just wants to taste it now, no, it should be said that he doesn't dare to put the chicken bean curd out now and use the excuse of wanting to taste it.

Jiang Feng felt that he seemed to rely too much on identification skills, so much so that he couldn't see the big S-level on the dishes, and he didn't have much confidence in his own dishes.

"Xiao Feng, what's wrong?" Jiang Weiming noticed that Jiang Feng stared at the chicken bean curd in the pot and didn't move, thinking that something was wrong and hurriedly walked over.

"I didn't ...... It's nothing. Jiang Feng said.

"Nervous?" Jiang Weiming could see why Jiang Feng suddenly didn't move.

"Sort of. "Jiang Feng told the truth.

Jiang Weiming looked at the chicken bean curd in the pot: "The form is complete, the appearance is tender, and it looks okay, which is enough to confuse the real with the fake." We have also tasted the clear soup, it is a good work, it will not be a problem, let's serve it in a bowl. ”

Jiang Weiming's words gave Jiang Feng confidence, and he also felt that this pot of chicken bean curd looked okay, but he couldn't see the lack of S-level confidence, and now that Jiang Weiming gave him confidence, Jiang Feng began to serve the bowl.

The small bowl containing the chicken bean curd is carefully selected by Wang Xiulian, not too luxurious, nor too simple, the small bowl, there is no pattern and shape is not unique, but it looks very comfortable and atmospheric, just with the low-key luxury chicken bean curd in the bowl.

"Brother Feng, is the chicken bean flower ready? Sister Yue said that it was ready to be served, and they were all ready to withdraw the refreshments. Sang Ming shouted.

"Okay, I'll be serving for two minutes!" Jiang Feng shouted.

As a skilled plating, Jiang Feng is very skilled in equipment plating, fast and good. Chicken bean curd doesn't need additional decoration, it just needs to be served to people's first reaction is bean curd.

Jiang Feng couldn't make the bean curd in each bowl the same, he could only do it almost the same, with different shapes, and when the bowls of chicken bean curd were stacked together, it really looked like a bowl of bean curd that was pretended at random, but the bowl was a little smaller.

The chicken bean curd was sent out from the food window, and under the supervision of Ji Yue, several beautiful waitress and young ladies who were temporarily transferred from the box on the second floor were delivered to each guest steadily.

The dishes are served first, and the people do not speak.

When the food was served, the diners stopped talking and began to look at the seemingly ordinary bowl of chicken bean curd.

Because I didn't know the menu in advance, basically everyone's first reaction was that Taifeng Lou was the first to serve bean curd and didn't give the ingredients.

But everyone is basically well-informed and wealthy in food, and some people quickly reacted.

"It's chicken bean curd!"

Then the man couldn't wait to taste it: "It's really chicken bean curd." ”

At this time, even the well-informed gluttons were stunned, and exclaimed: "It's actually chicken bean curd, this first glance really scared me." ”

"I really didn't expect there to be such a fake chicken bean curd!"

"It's not that you said I really didn't expect this to be chicken curd, I just wondered what to do with this first dish. ”

Exclamations followed.

Someone casually asked the waiter on the side: "This chicken bean curd was made by Mr. Jiang, right?"

"Are you talking about Chef Jiang? No, today's chicken bean curd was made by Chef Jiang Feng. The waiter explained.

The person who asked the question was stunned, although Jiang Feng's buff dish of silk yam was popular, he was really not famous compared to the two old men. There are too many chefs surnamed Jiang in Taifeng Building, and they are all one family, many diners can't tell the difference, and there are even diners who can't even tell the two old men apart, so they remember the surname Jiang.

"Jiang Feng?" the man muttered, obviously an unfamiliar name to him.

"What are you doing, old money, eating and serving. Someone next to him pulled him.

Lao Qian noticed that everyone was quiet since then, bowed their heads and ate chicken bean curd, everyone's movements were the same, and no one spoke, so it seemed that he was very different just now.

"Hey, what do you ......" Lao Qian wanted to ask the people on the side, but found that he had also become the same as everyone else, ignoring people and concentrating on eating.

Old Qian shook his head, thinking that there was something wrong with this, and he picked up a spoon and scooped a spoonful of chicken bean curd.

Entrance.

An indescribably wonderful taste.

！！！

For a moment, the old money didn't think about anything.

I don't think about who Jiang Feng is, and I don't think about how everyone is quiet.

for he was also quiet.

Eat the vegetables, eat the vegetables!