Jiang Feng finished cutting a plate of thin radish slices with satisfaction, put down the knife and was about to move his muscles, turned around and saw Jiang Weiming standing at the door.

"Eh, third grandfather, you're here, where's my grandfather?" Jiang Feng asked.

"He was out on the phone. Jiang Weiming smiled and said, "What are you doing?"

"Handle the ingredients to be used at noon and in the evening. By the way, the third grandfather, the theme of the 16-in-8 competition is chicken, I want to make Babao chicken, so I will use the method of Babao chestnut pigeons, do you think it will work?" Jiang Feng asked.

"I think it's good. Jiang Weiming had a smile on his face.

Within two minutes, Jiang Weiguo also came in, and Jiang Feng repeated the question just now.

Jiang Weiguo was silent for a while, and a fake smile appeared on his face, and said, "Your idea is very good, go and try it." ”

Jiang Feng went to get the tender hen that had already shed his bones, and he couldn't help but look back at the two old men, he felt that they were not quite right.

According to the method of filling the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon, Jiang Feng made a "Eight Treasure Chestnut Chicken", and the thickening sauce was also made of soup cooked from chicken bones, except that the pigeon was replaced by a chicken.

After tasting the finished product, Jiang Feng said that it was a little difficult to say.

Anyway, it's not unpleasant, but it's very discordant.

Jiang Weiguo and Jiang Weiming were silent after tasting it.

Jiang Feng basically didn't overturn a dish for the first time, this is everyone's consensus, every time he will be scolded by the old man in the kitchen, which greatly expands the old man's vocabulary and methods of scolding and metaphors. Jiang Feng held his breath and looked at the old man's slightly unkind expression, knowing that he was about to be scolded.

The expression on Jiang Weiguo's face changed.

put away the unkindness and dissatisfaction, turned into a false and reluctant smile, and said with a pleasant face: "This dish, I still have some ideas." ”

Jiang Feng: ???

"The production technique is very mature, which is commendable. However, chicken is different from pigeon meat, the meat is thicker, and there is no need for pine needles at all. Tender hen stuffing can be, but your filling is not fresh enough, you need a little more bamboo shoots and scallops, and when steaming, you need to add Shao wine to taste, and this ......"

Jiang Feng was shocked.

This is not the old man he knows!

If it were the old days, the old man wouldn't laugh, he would be polite with a straight face. He was a complete tyrant in the kitchen, and he couldn't see anything he didn't think he could do, how could he think that he was so calm today, and what he said must be:

"You open your eyes and see what the hell you are doing, are you here for people to eat, this kind of thing you are embarrassed to sell to customers for money? Can't you tell the difference between chickens and pigeons? You don't know what kind of chicken meat is like and what pigeon meat looks like, you know what to chop vegetables every day, what else do you do besides cutting vegetables, is it useful to burn it well, if it is not delicious, you burn a fart! Look at your filling, what are you tuning, you can't use your brain a little, I have taught you to teach you to the pig's brain for so many years, you ......."

"I think I need to add some ham. Jiang Weiming's words brought Jiang Feng back to reality.

The two old men discussed for a long time, and finally discussed the prototype of the chestnut filling, and asked Jiang Feng to estimate the ratio by himself.

The second Babao chicken was put on the steamer, and Wu Minqi also came to the back kitchen to help, and it was about to get close to the meal, and the takeaway order also increased.

"You're on the hot search. Wu Minqi put on an apron.

Jiang Feng almost choked to death with a mouthful of saliva, and exclaimed, "How do you know." ”

"I casually swiped Weibo and saw it. Wu Minqi began to look at the takeaway order, "What are you going to do in the next game?"

"Use the practice of eight treasure chestnut pigeons to make eight treasure chicken. Jiang Feng poured the eggplant on the plate into the pot, "What are you going to do?"

"Kung Pao Chicken, Zhang Guanghang makes French red wine stewed chicken. Wu Minqi said.

"How do you know?"

"I added him last night> Jiang Feng was suddenly aggrieved.

I feel like you're isolating me!

"You left too early yesterday, and he wants to add you, do you want to add him, I'll share his business card with you. Wu Minqi saw that the oil in the pot was hot and began to pour the ingredients.

"Wow. ”

"Yes. ”

There are not many guests at noon today, but many people from the physics department who know Jiang Feng have come to watch this physics tyrant who has advanced to the top 16 in the country in terms of cooking skills.

During the lunch break, Ji Yue changed to watch another sand sculpture drama, the previous one had been abandoned by her, and now she was very happy in the face of the new male god nymphomania.

Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi both watched with her, Jiang Feng watched it for a few minutes and felt bored and went to the kitchen to practice Babao chicken, Wu Minqi watched it for another two minutes, and was about to get up and leave.

"You're not going to watch it?" Ji Yue asked, pausing and turning his head.

"I don't watch it, I don't like to watch this kind of drama. Wu Minqi said.

"I saw that Mr. Zou was very serious about the part before, and asked me about the plot. Ji Yue felt strange and glanced at the phone screen, "These two dramas are about the same, right?"

"That drama is different, I'll go first. Wu Minqi left after speaking.

Ji Yue looked at the screen with some doubts, continued to play, and muttered: "The filters are all the same, what's the difference?"

......

At nine o'clock in the evening, the back kitchen was completely closed, and the relatively successful Babao chicken that Jiang Feng finally made had all entered Jiang Jiankang's stomach who had only eaten two bowls of rice for dinner.

Jiang Jiankang hiccuped and praised: "Son, yes, this one is well done, it tastes very good, but the chicken is a little fat, and the fat is a little thick." ”

"Hiccup, add less ham, no problem. ”

The two old men left at eight o'clock, and Jiang Feng helped clean up the tables and chairs before returning to the dormitory.

Wang Hao was sitting in his seat and typing on the keyboard in front of the WPS document, and when he heard that there was a change at the door, he immediately saved and exited the teaching video of switching to the theory of information optics, and pretended to watch it.

Jiang Feng pushed the door.

"Yo, Brother Feng is back!" Wang Hao said, getting up, "Oh, it's actually past nine o'clock, taking a shower, I'm tired after a day of studying." ”

Jiang Feng was shocked when he saw the lecture video on Wang Hao's computer and the scratch paper on the table, could it be that he really studied hard again?

Could it be that "Did you change your Fourier today" wasn't actually his trumpet?

"Have you been playing Weibo lately?" Jiang Feng asked quietly, "Today Ji Yue told me that I was on the hot search." ”

"Brother Feng, you're actually on the hot search, awesome!" Wang Hao looked surprised, the expression on his face didn't seem to be deliberately pretended at all, "I get angry when I say Weibo, don't I have two Weibo trumpets?

Jiang Feng felt that he had misunderstood Wang Hao, and felt a trace of guilt in his heart: "Don't be angry, don't you still have a tuba, I lent you my Weibo to make a list, and my account seems to have not been on the list for more than a year." ”

"Okay!" Wang Hao took his clothes and basin into the toilet.

turned on his mobile phone and took a look at the likes and private messages received on Weibo, Wang Hao silently cut the number of "Have you changed Fourier today" to "Have you studied today".

It's so easy to get a hot review!

。 Sogou