Everyone was immersed in the sea of chicken bean curd, swimming in delicious food and rolling in the waves.

Even the familiar soundtrack of the little Chinese master sounded in my mind, as if I saw a little girl wearing a red cheongsam and holding a fan, I don't know what she is doing but she is very happy.

Including Grandma Jiang and Chen Suhua, without exception, everyone was holding a bowl and tasting the chicken bean curd in the bowl with a reverent face.

Treat delicacies with respect!

But the happy time is always short-lived, even if everyone eats slowly, there is only this small bowl of chicken bean curd.

The texture is delicious, and the soup is white and tender.

Jiang Jianguo's eyes were moist, not only because of the empty bowl in his hand, but also because the bowl of chicken bean curd that had already been eaten reminded him of some not very good memories of his childhood.

Fresh and juicy, tender and refreshing, jade plate delicacies, gluttonous feast, fragrant mouth, endless aftertaste, complete color and taste, eight treasures of jade food......

If he could, he would even want to go through a dictionary of idioms on the spot and praise the deliciousness of this bowl of chicken bean curd with all the four-character idioms he could find.

At the same time, I also want to look through the idiom dictionary and use all the four-character idioms he can find to describe his regret and regret at this time.

The chicken bean curd is so delicious, will it be worse than the boiling water cabbage that is as famous as it or even more famous?

Jiang Jianguo questioned himself in his heart, why he didn't insist when he was a child, and why he gave up the lofty ideal of eating boiled cabbage after being hung up and beaten by his father.

What is the calculation of being beaten with this level of delicacy, what is the intention of being hung up, and what is the point of being hung on the window and smoked with bamboo?

"Xiao Zhang, what kind of Roland you just talked about, can you make such a dish?" asked Grandma Jiang who had already finished eating.

The reason why she is only speaking now is because she has been savoring the delicious taste in her mouth before.

He has been married to the old man for so many years, and it is the first time he has eaten such shocking food.

"I can't do it. Zhang Guanghang put down the bowl.

Jiang Weiming's level of chicken bean curd, it is estimated that no one can make it except him.

Not to mention that all the tendons have been removed, and the back of the knife is hammered as delicate as snowflakes, and there is no trace of graininess in the mouth, and the taste is delicate and the chicken is no different from the bean curd. Just the clear soup that is as clear as water, not many chefs can make it.

It's the pinnacle of work, and it's the ultimate work.

Zhang Guanghang couldn't even believe that this chicken bean curd was made by Jiang Weiming, even though he knew that Jiang Weiming was experienced and had superb cooking skills, he was 99 years old after all. At the age of 99, his physical strength and energy are not as good as before, and even his sense of taste has seriously deteriorated.

Zhang Guanghang couldn't think of where Jiang Weiming had the energy to complete a dish with such a cumbersome and delicate step.

"If you can't do it, you can't do it, I really don't understand what you guys were worried about just now. Grandma Jiang looked helpless, "Although I haven't done business, I don't understand the things you do in business, but there were two state-run hotels in Z City back then." When Grandpa Xiaofeng was the head chef, the business of another state-run hotel was not good, and sometimes the new leaders above worked for a few months and didn't know that the store was actually a state-run hotel. ”

"Later, the restaurant collapsed first, not that I said, if it wasn't for Jiankang taking over the position of chef later, the two of us went back to the countryside to raise chickens and pigs, and this state-run hotel might not have collapsed. Grandma Jiang said.

Jiang Jiankang lowered his head in shame, and his heart did not fluctuate, and he even wanted to eat another bowl of chicken bean curd.

Zhang Guanghang and Jiang Feng were both stunned.

"So what's there to worry about, that Roland's level is not as good as ours, it's them who should be worried. ”

Jiang Feng just wanted to say that Jiang Weiming was already very old, and the doctors advised him to rest more, not to be tired, and it was impossible to cook every day.

But after thinking about it, neither can the third grandfather, and so can the own grandfather!

Although Roland is the head chef of a two-Michelin-starred restaurant, the old man is not necessarily worse than him!

Besides, no matter how strong the opposite side is, there is only one Roland, and it is impossible to jump out of the second one. There are many talents in their store, Jiang Feng himself, Zhang Guanghang, Wu Minqi, Ji Xue, and the two brothers of the Dong family together will definitely be able to withstand a Roland.

They are not inferior to cooking, and they are not worse than location. Opposite is the entire top floor of the new shopping mall, they are a single-family restaurant in the second ring of Beiping, opposite with the blessing of the Michelin two-star halo, and they have the quality assurance of the cover of "Zhiwei".

This is not a one-sided slaughter at all, it is a close contest.

It's not certain who loses and who wins, who is called......

Jiang Feng looked at the empty bowl on the table.

And they won.

Don't ask who gave him confidence, ask is chicken bean curd.

"Yes, Mom, you're right, or you're smart, why didn't we think of it!" At the same time as Jiang Feng reacted, Comrade Wang Xiulian also reacted, not only did she react, but she even began to consider how much the chicken bean curd should be sold at a better price.

Wang Xiulian deeply felt that the bowl on the table was too big to make such a large portion. It's easy to get tired of eating too much of this kind of good thing, so it should be made smaller and more delicate to have noodles.

Yes, a little smaller, in the smallest bowl, and a little less soup.

Jiang Zaide didn't know what Grandma Jiang was talking about because he didn't know the cause and effect, he just looked at Jiang Xiaoran with envy, and Jiang Xiaoran felt furious.

"Cousin Zaide, what's wrong?" Jiang Xiaoran thought to himself that I had eaten all the chicken bean curd in my bowl, and it was useless for you to look at me like this.

"Brother Xiaoran, I really envy you!" Jiang Zaide looked envious, and Jiang Shoucheng nodded frantically in agreement.

Wang Hao also nodded frantically in agreement, but his approval was not the same as Jiang Xiaoran's. He not only envied Jiang Xiaoran, but he also envied everyone here.

"What are you doing with me?" Jiang Xiaoran looked confused.

"It's so happy that you have been able to eat the dishes cooked by the third grandfather all these years!" Jiang Zaide didn't know much about Jiang Weiming's affairs, he just pushed himself and others, and felt that he had eaten the dishes made by the old man since he was a child, so Jiang Xiaoran must have eaten Jiang Weiming's dishes since he was a child.

Jiang Zaide even wanted to swap with Jiang Xiaoran, although his own grandfather was very good, but the third grandfather was better!

The third grandfather not only has a good temper, but also cooks well, and is also very happy to cook for them, which is simply a dream-level good grandfather who came out of the textbook!

Of course, he didn't feel bad about his grandfather at all, he just wanted to exchange grandfather with Jiang Xiaoran.

"I didn't. Jiang Xiaoran explained blankly, "I haven't lived with my grandfather all these years, and I didn't have it when I was a child, but I would go to my grandfather's house for a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner during the New Year." In fact, if you really want to calculate it, I have eaten more than a dozen Chinese New Year's Eve meals after eating my grandfather's dishes for so many years. ”

"It's the first time I've eaten this chicken bean curd, and I didn't know my grandfather made it. ”

Then Jiang Xiaoran found that Jiang Zaide, Jiang Shoucheng and Wang Hao's eyes had changed when they looked at him.

It becomes painful, it becomes severe, it becomes reprimanded.

"Brother Xiaoran, you are actually ......" Jiang Zaide's heart was so painful that he couldn't speak.

"It's really ......," Jiang Shoucheng was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"It's just ......," Wang Hao was so jealous and angry that he couldn't speak.

"It's too much!" said the three in unison.

Jiang Xiaoran: ?

How I feel that I am now a sinner of the nation.

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