When Jiang Feng went to the healthy stir-fry restaurant early the next morning, he was surprised to find that Comrade Jiang Jiankang was making vegetable rolls, which was the kind made by Gu Li and Chu Peng during the competition yesterday, not bad at all, vegetarian stuffing!

The breakfast with vegetarian stuffing appeared on the Jiang family's dinner table in the morning, which was unusual.

"Dad, why did you think of doing this today?" Jiang Feng asked curiously.

"It's not that your mother has to eat it. Jiang Jiankang sighed, "I originally said to make her a lazy dragon, but she had to eat this vegetable roll, you said that it was all fungus, vermicelli, carrots, what is delicious, and the method is almost as good as a lazy dragon." ”

Jiang Feng felt that it might be because Comrade Wang Xiulian saw it in the audience and wanted to eat it, and he would definitely regret it later, so he asked Jiang Jiankang why he didn't be a lazy dragon.

However, Jiang Jiankang made vegetable rolls just right, and there was still a ball of dead dough left, which could be used to roll out wonton wrappers.

"Dad, don't you use the rest of the dough?" Jiang Feng asked.

"No need, there are more noodles in the morning, and I will eat it as a snack when I wrap some stuffing and cook it. Jiang Jiankang said.

"Give me some evenness, I'll wrap a few wontons. Jiang Feng said.

"Wontons?" Jiang Jiankang immediately became alert, the wontons that Jiang Feng packed on a whim last time almost made him cry, why did he feel so sad after eating a bite of wontons that time, he couldn't figure out the reason now, and in the end it could only be attributed to being too unpalatable to remember the original hard days.

Now that Jiang Feng wanted to make wontons again, Jiang Jiankang immediately sounded the alarm in his heart.

"Yes, I'll just wrap two wontons to practice, I haven't figured out what the semi-finals will be, and now I want to do something casually. With the blessing of high-level lies, Jiang Jiankang reluctantly believed Jiang Feng's nonsense.

Wang Shi's pure meat wontons, the ingredients are very limited, wonton skin, pure meat filling, two drops of sesame oil. Last time, Jiang Feng did it exactly in accordance with the steps of Wang Shishi in the video given by the recipe, and even tried his best to imitate the rough technique, so he could make it so restored, and it was extremely unpalatable.

This time, in addition to the complete restoration of the steps of the ingredients, Jiang Feng decided to rely on his own production techniques to see if he could rely on his limited cooking skills to save this pure meat wonton that was destined to remind people of the most bitter memories of his youth.

Rolling the skin, chopping the filling, seasoning, wrapping into wontons, cooking, dripping sesame oil, a string of actions down only ten minutes before and after, Jiang Jiankang's vegetable rolls are still steaming on the steamer, Jiang Feng's pure meat wontons are already out of the pot.

Jiang Feng looked at the bowl of pure meat wontons in front of him that had been cooked for too long and the skin and flesh were somewhat separated.

【Pure Meat Wonton E Grade】

Although it is still difficult to eat due to the ingredients and the long cooking time, with a little effort in rolling and seasoning, the F-grade pure meat wonton shown in the recipe can be upgraded to E-grade.

The grade in the recipe is actually the passing line for those dishes.

Jiang Feng needs to use Jiang Huiqin's method to determine what grade of the silk yam he made, and then practice the silk yam made under the method of oil bottom sugar.

Although he can sink sugar on the oil bottom, he can only say that he can, he is not skilled, and overturning is also an occasional occurrence, all relying on Jiang Weiming's inspection and guidance every once in a while to see how Jiang Feng's oil bottom sugar sinking is practiced. Otherwise, he has been focusing on the competition dishes these days, and he would have thrown the oil bottom sugar out of the clouds.

If there is still an occasional overturn before the competition, for the sake of safety during the competition, it is also a good prescription to use Jiang Huiqin's method to make silk yams.

The pure meat wonton in front of him was steaming.

Jiang Feng's heart was ready to die again.

He was really a little curious about what the most bitter memory of his youth was.

He is only 21 years old, and he can be called young now. According to the bitter memory, he thought a lot about this proposition, such as being scolded by the old man for hanging sandbags when he was a child, being scolded by the old man for cutting shredded tofu, being scolded by the old man for practicing hob, being scolded by the old man for touching the pot for the first time, and being scolded by the old man for the first time roasting meat and vegetables.

If you think about it carefully, it seems that they were all scolded by the old man.

also scolded in a low tone, without heavy words.

After that, there seems to be nothing to be bitter about, and the difficult and painful three years of high school in the eyes of most students are not worth mentioning compared to cooking in the eyes of the juniors of the Jiang family.

Jiang Feng couldn't hold his right hand anymore.

Silently picking up the wontons, Jiang Feng walked to the utility room.

"Smash, where are you going?" The vegetable rolls were about to come out of the pot, Jiang Jiankang asked, "Do you still eat vegetable rolls?"

"Eat, I'll find something in the utility room. Jiang Feng came as soon as he opened his mouth with a lie.

"This kid, go and look for something and still carry the ravioli. Jiang Jiankang shook his head, and then focused on the steamer in front of him.

Jiang Feng walked into the utility room and closed the door secretly.

Scoop up a ravioli, entrance.

It's really not very tasty.

But soon Jiang Feng didn't have the energy to pay attention to the taste, his vision gradually blurred, and tears filled his eyes.

His 10th birthday coincided with a Saturday, and Jiang Jiankang and Wang Xiulian were originally going to take him to the aquarium to play, but Jiang Feng's grandmother fell when she went downstairs that morning.

Jiang Jiankang and Wang Xiulian, who were originally going to celebrate Jiang Feng's birthday, hurried to the hospital, leaving him alone at home, Jiang Feng originally wanted to go next door to play with Chen Xiuxiu, but found that there was no one next door.

Several cousins either went to class or went to play with friends, and he was the only one who stayed at home alone on his birthday.

No birthday cake, no big meal, no aquarium, and no one to talk to. Jiang Feng didn't watch TV, he sat quietly on the floor and stared at the floor all day.

That was the first time he felt alone.

It was very late that Jiang Jiankang and Wang Xiulian rushed back from the county hospital with a tired face, and Wang Xiulian apologized to him and said that they would take him to the aquarium tomorrow. The aquarium on weekends is full of tourists, and the door opens at 9 o'clock but you have to queue up early, Jiang Feng's family aquarium is far away from the aquarium for more than half an hour, Jiang Jiankang and Wang Xiulian are tired for a day and take him to the aquarium the next day is to suffer.

10-year-old Jiang Feng said with a smile: "No need, I played with Xiuxiu all day today, I just watched several episodes of cartoons, and I ate cream bread at her house at noon, but I am happy, I don't have to go to the aquarium tomorrow." ”

That was the first time he lied.

It was also the first time I wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry.

He had long forgotten.

But it was the most bitter memory of his youth.

Wiping away the tears in his eyes, Jiang Feng silently walked out of the storage room and into the toilet, pouring the wontons into the toilet.

Don't go into the swill bucket and harm the pigs, the pigs won't grow meat after eating.

Thinking about it now, it doesn't seem like much, it's just a trivial thing when I was young, but when I first ate wontons, I brought in myself when I was 10 years old, and I was really bitter and wanted to cry.

Not only that, Jiang Feng also remembered that Comrade Wang Xiulian and Jiang Jiankang had not taken him to the aquarium once, and every time they planned it, they would drop pigeons for various reasons, like a spell.

When Jiang Feng came out of the toilet with a bowl, Jiang Jiankang and Wang Xiulian had already eaten.

"Down?" Jiang Jiankang asked.

"Well, it's so unpalatable. Jiang Feng nodded, washed his hands, and went to pick up the vegetable rolls.

"Hey, smash, you really don't have any talent for making wontons, and you'll still be someone else's wontons in the future. Jiang Jiankang sighed, the wonton last time really left a huge shadow on him.

"Dad. Jiang Feng looked at Jiang Jiankang directly, "Find a time to take me to the aquarium this year." ”

Jiang Jiankang: ???

Is his son stupid eating ravioli?

"Okay, I'll go when I have time. Jiang Jiankang perfunctory stupid son, "You don't have a clue about the dishes in the semi-finals, do you want me to help you consult." ”

"I thought about it, so I made a yam with silk drawing. Jiang Feng took a bite of the vegetable roll.

So so.

Comrade Jiang Jiankang really has no talent for cooking vegetarian dishes.

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