The next day, Jiang Feng arrived at Taifeng Building early.

This is probably the earliest time Jiang Feng has gotten up since graduating from high school, Jiang Feng and their high school have to run drills at 6:30 a.m. every day, and it is precisely because of this policy that Jiang Feng has been thinking about the most every day in the past three years of high school is how to act like an unintentional and quiet, and secretly ask Comrade Wang Xiulian for a transfer of school.

Until Jiang Feng finished the college entrance examination, he didn't come up with a plan that would not be beaten.

Before most of the 996 office workers woke up, Jiang Feng had already arrived at the back kitchen of Taifeng Building, and opened the bag energetically to check the oranges and crabs he had brought over.

The oranges were carefully selected by him, round and full and shiny, and before coming to Taifeng Building, Jiang Feng had already brushed and brushed the folded skin of the oranges with a brush, brushing away the dirt in every crevice. Now these two oranges are definitely the two most beautiful in the orange world.

Jiang Feng also knew that he had come early, and this was probably the most active cooking he had ever been in his life. Even he didn't know why, probably because he felt that the correct answer was within reach in front of him, and the instructor was on the way, and it was normal for him to be a little excited and excited as the only lucky candidate in the audience.

Before the two old men came, Jiang Feng decided to dispose of the oranges first.

This time, Jiang Feng handled it extremely carefully, and when he shaved the orange flesh, it was like a surgeon doing a surgical operation.

Take Jiang Feng to remove the orange flesh of the two oranges and take them into the bowl, and there is only a shallow layer of orange juice left in the oranges, and the two old men are late.

Because of eating the chives made by Grandma Jiang, the old man was in a good mood, and when he entered the kitchen, he was still humming a little tune in his mouth, Jiang Feng listened to the intermittent tone and felt a bit like the Huangmei Opera that Grandma Jiang listened to on weekdays.

"You go ahead and leave us alone. Seeing that Jiang Feng had stopped what he was doing, the old man looked up at them, and told Jiang Feng not to be distracted while cooking.

One mouth is a scent of sesame oil from green onions.

Jiang Feng: ......

Grandma's pancakes?

Since the two old men came, Jiang Feng began to steam the crabs. The steamed crab was only a few minutes, and in this short period of time, Jiang Feng was not idle, and gently scraped the processed orange with a knife inside, scraping the inside a little smoother and rounder, so that it looked good.

After the crabs were steamed, Jiang Feng began to process the crabs in front of the two old men, from processing the crabs to adjusting the stuffing to steaming in the pot, the two old men did not say a word during the whole process.

They had never made crab stuffed oranges before, and watching Jiang Feng cook this dish was also the first time that the eldest girl had been in a sedan chair. They actually didn't have much say about crab stuffed oranges, so they could only use their years of cooking experience to give Jiang Feng some opinions after tasting them.

After more than half an hour, two crab stuffed oranges came out of the pot.

This time, Jiang Feng played very steadily, basically no mistakes, and because of the extra meticulous and careful production, the evaluation was higher than all the crab stuffed oranges he had made before.

But it's still a B grade.

There is an unbridgeable gap between A-grade and B-grade dishes.

Jiang Weiguo didn't speak, although he felt that Jiang Feng's crab stuffed orange this time was better than last night's, but this dish didn't appeal to his appetite at all, and he didn't understand why Jiang Feng was so enthusiastic about this dish.

In his opinion, this strange dish is not as good as the chive pancakes made by Grandma Jiang.

This morning, the chives made by the old woman are really fragrant, but the sesame oil is not enough, obviously I told her to put more sesame oil, she said that she should eat less oil when she is older.

Don't think he doesn't know, the old woman came back from eating braised pork last night, or the sweet braised pork with heavy oil and sugar.

"Xiao Feng, do you think the heat of this dish is wrong?" Jiang Weiming spoke.

"Yes, I felt that the first steps were very easy when I made this dish, but the finished product always felt weird after cooking. Jiang Feng nodded.

"There's something wrong. Jiang Weiming nodded, turning his head to look at Jiang Weiguo, "Little brother, what do you think?"

The old man who was still immersed in this morning's chive pancake was suddenly cue: ......

"The final taste is a little weird, and it feels like orange and crab don't go well together. The old man said.

He has never cooked anything like this, and he has not even used oranges in the dishes, but the old man personally thinks that the taste of orange meat and crab does not match very well, and this dish feels more like a legendary canteen dish.

The old man is also a fashionable old man who can use his mobile phone to read the news, which also leads to him often being deceived by the news, and now he thinks that the dishes in the university cafeteria are some epic dishes such as fried cucumbers with cherry tomatoes, stewed yam with blueberries, and roasted potatoes with strawberries.

"The Song people often use oranges to relieve the fishiness of crabs, and the biggest effect of orange flesh in crab stuffed oranges should also be to relieve the fishy smell of crabs. But since he chose to use fragrant snow wine to remove the fish, it means that the orange flesh is also to enhance the taste, but now ......" Jiang Weiming calmly analyzed together, and found that he couldn't analyze it anymore.

The entire back kitchen fell silent.

Suddenly, Jiang Weiming spoke: "Xiao Feng, you just steamed on low heat for 5 minutes, right?"

"Yes. ”

"Can't find a feeling?"

"Can't find it. ”

"Don't feel it at all?"

"Nope. ”

Jiang Weiming was silent again, and only said after a long time: "Since this is the case, you have to believe in your own feelings." Since a small fire is not good, you might as well change it to a light fire. ”

"Slight fire?" Jiang Feng was stunned.

"That's just my opinion. Jiang Weiming smiled, "Xiao Feng, if you don't think it's okay, you can not adopt it, the chef must believe in his own feelings, our opinions are secondary." The knife is in your own hands, and you are all the ones who are masters, so you must have the confidence to be a master. ”

"I'll go out for a walk with your grandfather, and you can ponder it here. After speaking, Jiang Weiming put down the crab stuffed orange in his hand.

The old man followed.

Both crab stuffed oranges were empty.

The two old men also left, and Jiang Feng was left alone in the kitchen to quietly think about the opinions Jiang Weiming had just raised.

Is it a slight fire?

Jiang Feng felt that he could try it.

Oranges are a delicious fruit, with just the right amount of sweet and sour, and a unique fruity aroma. It is because of this fruity aroma that crab stuffed orange is very tempting when the lid is lifted.

But steamed oranges are different, although the taste is roughly the same, but it is a little less sweet, a little more sour, destroying the original perfect ratio of sweet and sour, and there is an indescribable strange taste.

It's okay to hunt for curiosity, but it's not enough to be delicious.

If it is slightly hot, it may be possible to retain the original flavor of the orange to a greater extent.

Jiang Feng felt as if he had opened the door to a new world.

On the other side, the two old men slowly shook out of Taifeng Building and separated at the door.

"Third brother, do you know where the aquatic market is?" Jiang Weiguo asked uneasily.

"You know, Jianye took me there before. Jiang Weiming said, "Little brother, do you know how to pick oranges?"

"Yes, my old lady loves to eat these fruits, and I used to go to the town every day to buy them for her when I was in the village. Jiang Weiguo said, "Xiaofeng, this kid can't buy oranges, can that kind of orange that is not sweet and sour be delicious when used to cook?"

"Little brother, do you have a bus card?" Jiang Weiming asked worriedly.

Jiang Weiguo took out the bus card from his pocket, and was about to leave when he suddenly remembered an important matter: "Third brother, did you bring cash?"

This really stopped Jiang Weiming, took out his pocket, and only took out 16 yuan.

For 16 yuan, it is estimated that you can buy two crab legs.

"Isn't there that mobile phone payment now? Little brother, will you? Teach me. Jiang Weiming took out his mobile phone.

Jiang Weiguo, who is in his 80s, began to teach Jiang Weiming, who was 99, how to pay with his mobile phone, and then found that he didn't know how to do it.

"Is it just the payment?" Jiang Weiming found two big words on his phone.

"No, I see Xiao Feng and they all use their mobile phones to scan something, and then they enter the amount themselves, and then enter the password or something, isn't this just what?

Jiang Weiming is more confused than Jiang Weiguo.

The two old men stood at the door of Taifeng Building, staring at the Alipay payment code.

A passing 996 office worker heard the old man's words, glanced at Jiang Weiming's old man's machine again, and enthusiastically pointed to his mobile phone and told them: "Grandpa just takes this to pay, this is the payment code, you just take this and scan it for the clerk, if it doesn't work, you can give them your mobile phone, and they will help you get it." ”

"Thank you, young man. Jiang Weiming said with a smile.

After the office workers left, Jiang Weiguo couldn't help but sigh and sighed: "Hey, I'm still old." ”

"When you're old, you're old, what's wrong with being old, we've all been old for so many years, and now you feel that you're old, isn't it a little too slow to react. Jiang Weiming said with a smile.

"Don't talk about it, third brother, be careful on the road, if you can't find your way back, call Xiaofeng or Jiankang to pick you up. ”

The two old men were separated.

Jiang Wei took two steps forward and couldn't help but glance back at the signboard of Taifeng Building.

He remembered very well that his father had told him that the signboard had been brought to Peking from Guanwai in the year he was born.

From Guanwai to Beiping, in the past 100 years, wherever this signboard is hung, it is Taifeng Building.

He's old, but the sign is still young.

Forever young.

Immortal.