In the next few hours, the staff in the back kitchen tasted the ups and downs.

Jiang Feng's next dish is the shredded yam, and the new employees in the back kitchen have not yet appreciated Jiang Feng's excellent cooking skills after opening the hanging, and they are still suspicious of the newly drawn yam.

After eating the pickled vegetable dumplings, he couldn't stop burping and drank two large glasses of water before he could barely suppress it, and now Zhang Weiyu, who was unable to walk, was very courageous and trying, but his stomach really didn't allow it.

He'll soon know what he's missing.

Jiang Jiankang took advantage of the fact that everyone was still hesitating, and his eyes were quick and he clamped a large piece.

After eating it quietly, he said, "Why don't you come and taste it?" ”

After saying that, he sandwiched another piece.

Sang Ming hesitated, feeling that Jiang Feng was both a small boss and his interviewer, and he could see his talent in mahjong plating, and he recruited himself with the grace of knowing himself.

Gritting his teeth, he also clamped a piece.

The shredded yam that had just come out of the pot, although it was not hot after dipping it in cold water, it was still hot when he bit into the sugar layer, and Sang Ming inhaled while biting a small half of his stomach.

This taste!

Sang Ming was stunned.

He had never eaten such a delicious yam!

Sang Ming has no culture, he studied in a garbage high school, he never scored 300 points in the monthly exam, and he also advanced to the 300 mark in the college entrance examination, but it was useless, and he was still more than 100 points away from the undergraduate line.

The college tuition fee is tens of thousands a year, and he has a younger sister under him, with good grades, and is about to go to high school, he can't waste the family's money, he has to leave the money for his sister to go to college, instead of wasting money to go to a useless junior college, it is better to drift north with his fellow villagers to see if he can mix up some people.

He doesn't have any special skills, and occasionally others praise his hands and feet, in addition to that, he is very good at playing mahjong, which is well-known in ten miles and eight towns, and now no one wants to play mahjong with him during the New Year. Ran to apply for the lotus chef or because he heard that the lotus chef is a miscellaneous, he thinks that anyway, they are all miscellaneous, 7500 a month to eat and 5000 a month to eat and live must choose the former, he and his fellow villagers and some people I don't know share a basement a month only 500.

If he can save 6,500 a month, it will be 78,000 a year, the boss said that there will be three times the salary on holidays, and there will be a year-end bonus at the end of the year, and he may be able to slowly increase his salary later, and he can save 80,000 or 90,000 yuan a year, maybe more.

With so much money, he was able to send his sister to a high school in the city. His sister is a good seedling of study, and she can't live in a high school in the town like him, and in the future, she will be admitted to a good university, find a decent job, and marry a good family.

His sister is not like him, she is not smart, she is not very good at work, and she is not good-looking. His sister has no advantages, a collapsed nose, dark skin, old acne on her face, and she can't play mahjong well, so she won't be able to get married if she doesn't study anymore.

Sang Ming was full of thoughts, and a piece of yam was in his stomach.

He thought of the girl in the next class in high school, the daughter of the math teacher, who was good-looking, with white skin and big eyes, and his sister were two extremes.

If his sister can grow up like that, she doesn't need to study, as long as she is lucky enough to meet a blind person, she may be able to marry a good family.

digressed again, Sang Ming was heartbroken for his sister, and he could think of his sister in anything.

The girl in the next class is really good-looking, math is good, Sang Ming had a crush on her at the beginning, but it's a pity that although Sang Ming is good at playing mahjong and counting cards, the math is a mess, and if she is unlucky, she can only guess the single digit. As soon as I closed my eyes in high school, the girl in the next class went to the provincial capital to study in college, Sang Ming came to Beiping and drifted north, and the two of them had a crush for two years and didn't even say a word.

Having said that, although his sister can't even count cards when she plays mahjong, she learns math really well, and she gets a full score in every exam.

Wait, why did he think of his sister again, saying that two days ago, his sister called him and told him that she had taken the first grade in the final exam, and he impulsively sent her a red envelope of fifteen yuan.

Hey, his day's food money was fooled away by his sister again.

"Sang Ming, Sang Ming, what do you want, I called you several times and you didn't hear it, is the yam delicious?"

"Ah, it tastes so good, no, I mean it's delicious, it's really delicious!" Sang Ming said.

Seeing this, the others stretched out their chopsticks, all intoxicated by the sweetness of the silk dog food.

The main reason for other chefs to participate is to let them understand the strength of the stove chefs, and also let the stove chefs be a little bit forced on their own level.

For example, Zhou Shi, at first he felt that although he was a younger brother, he was at least better than Jiang Feng, and after Jiang Feng finished making silk yam, he deeply realized that he was a younger brother.

After tasting the yam, all the staff in the kitchen were impressed by Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng was not shocked and began to make Li Hongzhang's chowder.

Li Hongzhang's chowder is a big dish, and the steps are more cumbersome, and the price will be relatively expensive if it can really be put on the menu. Ji Xue is still focusing on her tile altar carved chicken, and the two old men are also looking forward to it, if Ji Xue can maintain her level in the competition, only this dish Taifeng Lou can fight a bloody way in Beiping City.

Jiang Feng's level is well known to the two old men, and the only one who is ready to taste it in person is this Li Hongzhang chowder.

"When did Xiao Feng learn this dish?" Jiang Weiguo only didn't understand who taught Jiang Feng this dish.

This famous Chinatown dish, neither he nor Jiang Weiming can cook, where did Jiang Feng learn it.

"I remember he had been tinkering with some mess in the kitchen for months, maybe just by looking at recipes on the Internet. Jiang Weiming guessed.

In the past few months, Jiang Feng has been pondering Li Hongzhang's chowder, which is also pondering chicken and soup, which is indeed fooling around in the eyes of outsiders.

Zhou Shi was basically cold, and he pounced on three dishes in a row, and he didn't deserve a name in the specialty. Zhang Guanghang also has a few standard French dishes in addition to Lu cuisine, and it is difficult to distinguish between true and false with Chinese food, such as spinach pile in French sauce, change its name and call it Hongyun Dangtou Dabo or directly call it spinach pile, few people can recognize this as French cuisine.

There is also French rosemary grilled lamb chops, and eighty percent of guests will simply think that this is grilled lamb chops.

With the addition of French two words, the price can be doubled.

Sun Jikai is stronger than Zhou Shi, his steamed eastern star grouper was directly knocked out of the game, this dish has no advantages except for the high price, and the crispy roast suckling pig is also out, and he can't make this kind of big dish at home if he doesn't have the skills. But the crispy roasted suckling pig gave Jiang Weiming a little inspiration, after all, the roasted whole pig Lu cuisine is the originator, one of the eight treasures of the Zhou Dynasty is the roasted whole pig, and later there are countless evolutions of methods, Jiang Weiming will have a lot.

It's perfect to use this hard dish as a table dish on the opening day.

Zhou Shi has already cooled down and changed to another stove chef, Ji Xue's tile altar flower carving chicken will be better for a while, and Jiang Feng's Li Hongzhang chowder is almost out of the pot, and it has reached the step of putting on the plate and then steaming in the steamer.

"Sang Ming, Han Yigu, Ou Yang, Luo Yu, Yin Xuan, come and see how I put the plate. Jiang Feng shouted.

If he can score 100 points for Li Hongzhang's chowder, 30 of them are additional points brought by plating, which shows the influence of excellent plating on this dish.

Looking at the movements of Jiang Feng's hands, Sang Ming had a hint of enlightenment.

"It's a pie! It's three-dimensional. Sang Ming sighed.

The rest: ???

Jiang Feng: ???

Jiang Feng's hand moved, and he looked at it fixedly.

It's a bit like being said by Sang Ming.

Even though his heart was greatly impacted, Jiang Feng didn't show it on his face, and the movements in his hands continued, saying: "Just go up layer by layer, and then pour the scraps and original soup on it, and steam it." ”

Although there is a buff that can only be made once a day, this kind of good dish is not a waste to be made once a day, it must be sold more expensively and made several times, and it is best that other stove chefs can also learn to mass produce.

Ten minutes later, Li Hongzhang's chowder came out of the pot.

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