In all fairness, Jiang Feng felt that the vegetable rolls Jiang Jiankang made today were not as delicious as the leftovers mixed with noodles in the past, and they didn't taste good, and the stuffing in the steamed dumplings in Shaxian Snack next door was almost the same. The leftovers are still fragrant when they are hot, and with Jiang Jiankang's superb skills, the leftovers are actually quite delicious.

After breakfast, Jiang Feng helped cut the vegetables, and then he was ready to start practicing pulling yams.

During the game update card bug, he looked at the practice of pulling silk yam when he was idle, plus the practice of pulling silk vegetables after the year was full of yam sweet potatoes, making this dish is also a small experience, as long as it is not the bottom of the oil sinking sugar, there is basically no possibility of overturning.

There are not many other kitchens in the back kitchen of the healthy stir-fry restaurant, but there are many stoves, and they are close to each other, sometimes Jiang Jiankang's action of stir-frying at noon is bigger, and Jiang Feng can hit his right hand that is stirring the pot when he turns around.

Yam is fresh, it was just sent by the supplier this morning, washed, peeled, cut into pieces, two pots are turned on at the same time, one pot deep-fried yam and one pot fried sugar, for people who will not sink sugar at the bottom of the oil, this is indeed a wonderful way to make silk cabbage.

Jiang Jiankang was cutting meat on the kitchen table, and yesterday a teacher from A University ordered a table of dishes, many big dishes, such as elbow, sweet and sour carp, fried double crispy and crispy chicken, which are time-consuming and laborious and must be pre-processed, and they have to be prepared early in the morning.

The live carp in the tank was bubbling and foaming, not knowing what it was going to happen in the afternoon.

Jiang Feng was frying the yam while staring at the fried sugar in the other pot, and at the same time, he could find time to chat with Jiang Jiankang.

"Didn't your third grandfather teach you to sink sugar at the bottom of the oil?" Jiang Jiankang will also do this similar practice, who called Jiang Weiguo didn't teach him to sink sugar at the bottom of the oil at the beginning, and he tried any strange methods when he was making silk vegetables.

Jiang Weiguo's own oil-bottomed sugar is a half-hanging, blind and elusive, typical pirate.

"I'm not very familiar with it, so I want to try a more secure way. Jiang Feng said.

"I think it's better to sink sugar at the bottom of the oil, the shredded yam made by your third grandfather, that taste, tsk. Jiang Jiankang missed Jiang Weiming very much when he showed Jiang Feng the silk yam made when he showed Jiang Feng the sugar on the oil bottom.

Crispy, soft and sweet, the color is slightly yellow like the potato pieces that have just been fried out of the pot, sweet and crisp and refreshing, the silk is as fine as hair, if it is not dipped in the cold white sugar shreds, it can be pulled all the time.

The silk yam they made by other methods was far worse than the one Jiang Weiming had made before.

As he spoke, the yam had already exploded.

Out of the pot early, don't grasp the time, the yam out of the pot first, the temperature will slowly drop, and when the other pot can be pulled, it will not be the best temperature, and the taste and degree of the yam will not be as good as the sugar made by the oil bottom.

Jiang Jiankang, who was cutting meat on the side, also saw it and said, "Your yam was fried early." ”

"Hmm. Jiang Feng stared at the other pot, the surface of the syrup had begun to bubble softly, and it was not far from the heat of the silk drawing, "It's two minutes early." ”

Put the yam into the pot, stir-fry quickly, turn the spoon, stir-fry well, and remove from the pot.

【Silk Yam Grade C】

[A mediocre and non-buff yam of the silk draw]

The shit game is really about showing what you want to see.

Jiang Feng sandwiched a piece, the silk was quite long, but it was not thin enough, and it was far from the yam that Jiang Weiming made to pull the silk.

Dip in water, entrance.

It's a little hot, the syrup is a little thick, the yam is soft, and there is no crispy and sweet feeling.

He didn't like to eat sweets, so he was going to take them out to Comrade Wang Xiulian to eat, and use desserts to comfort her injured stomach from not eating meat in the morning.

"Jiang Feng, are there any beans...... Eh, pull the yam. Ji Yue, a dessert lover, saw that her eyes lit up when she saw the yams, and she could accept all the failed products of Jiang Feng's practice before.

"It's a sin to eat so sweet early in the morning. Ji Yue confessed without regrets in her heart, and very skillfully touched a pair of chopsticks and pinched a large piece, and instantly threw the matter of wanting to touch it and mix a cup of soy milk to the clouds.

"It's okay, by the way, what about Aunt Wang? I didn't see her outside just now, and there was no one on the second floor. Ji Yue asked.

"My mother is not in the store?" Jiang Feng started to make the second plate of shredded yams, "Maybe I'm going to buy finger cakes, the finger cakes at the new fried chicken shop that opened two days ago are quite delicious, and my mother has bought them several times." By the way, remember to write the special price of the yam on the sign at the door. ”

Ji Yue was already very familiar with Jiang Feng's routine of practicing what dishes and what dishes were special, and began to eat the second piece, and asked vaguely: "You made silk yam in the semi-finals? By the way, who are you competing with in the semi-finals? It won't be Zhang Guanghang, right?"

"No, I'm compared to Wu Minqi. Jiang Feng said.

"Yo roar, so exciting. Ji Yue's melon-eating crowd didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement, and stabbed Jiang Feng very honestly, "You're cold." ”

Ji Yue was in the back kitchen while eating and watching Jiang Feng make silk yams, and from time to time she raised questions about eating melons and talking about the masses.

"Why are you using two pots at the same time?"

"Actually, I think yam looks a bit like potato wedges. ”

"Eh, the sugar is starting to bubble. ”

"The yam is actually fried?!"

"This ......"

"The ......"

"Eh, this ......"

"Have you finished eating?" Jiang Feng asked.

"I'm done. "Ji Yue just has nothing to do after eating, so she talks a lot.

Jiang Feng brought the freshly baked yam to Ji Yue: "Let's have another plate." ”

【Silk Yam Grade C】

When Ji Yue ate a quarter of the second plate of silk yam, Wang Xiulian entered the back kitchen with a finger cake in her hand.

The top version of the tenderloin with bacon and ham with meat floss and egg.

According to the time when Comrade Wang Xiulian disappeared, she should have eaten more than this one finger cake, and the rest was estimated to have already entered her stomach.

"Silk yam?" Wang Xiulian looked at the silk yam in front of her and wanted to have a piece, hesitated for a moment or forget it, now eat sweet and then eat finger cakes, "Smash, when will this plate in your pot come out?"

"Five minutes to go. Jiang Feng said.

"I'll eat a plate, and this dish has to be eaten hot. Wang Xiulian took a big bite of the finger cake in her hand.

Ji Yue finished eating two plates of shredded yams, her calories exploded, she kept chanting "sins and sins", and went to the lobby with the policy of not being out of sight, otherwise she would still be unable to help but continue to eat when she saw the third plate.

In the morning, Jiang Feng made more than a dozen portions of silk yam, digested five plates internally, gave a few plates to the surrounding merchants, and put the rest into the incubator. Although Jiang Feng felt good about himself and felt that each game was better than the other, none of the games were rated above C.

He decided to make it in the afternoon with the method of immersing sugar in the bottom of the oil to see if it would taste better.

Wu Minqi came late today, came in at twelve o'clock, put on an apron and started working directly.

"Are you full of classes this morning?" Jiang Feng asked, if he remembered correctly, Wu Minqi only had two classes this morning, or eight classes in the morning.

"My dad arrived today, and my mom and I went to the airport to pick him up. Wu Minqi said.

"What about your parents?" Jiang Feng asked.

"In the shop, a la carte. ”

Jiang Feng: ???

"What kind of food to order, stay and eat together at noon, and you won't be busy after half an hour." Jiang Jiankang said happily, "Just to meet, Jiang Feng's grandfather and third grandfather also came over at noon today." ”

"Okay, then I'll go out and talk to them. Wu Minqi thought it was okay, put down the dishes in his hand and went out.

After a while, Wu Minqi took his father directly into the back kitchen.

Wu Minqi's father is a middle-aged man with a mediocre appearance, with eyes that look a little elegant, not like a chef but like a teacher, slightly chubby, more serious and expressionless.

"My dad said he was here to help, too. Wu Minqi said.

As soon as the words fell, Wang Xiulian leaned into the back kitchen and asked loudly: "Jiankang, where did you throw the temporary menu? Why didn't I find it?"

"Huh?" Jiang Jiankang was stunned.

"Aunt Wang, I found it, what do you write?" Ji Yue shouted outside.

"By the way, Kiki, you just talked about those dishes. Wang Xiulian asked.

"Chestnut roast chicken, ants on the tree, Sichuan-style cold powder. But Aunt Wang, there doesn't seem to be any jelly in the store, right?" Wu Minqi asked.

"It's okay, I'll buy it from the store in the back later. Wang Xiulian said naturally, "Dad Wu, you can eat with us these days." ”

After that, I went to the lobby.

Wu Minqi's father: ......

Why are you all so skilled......

This shop often has random drops of foreign chefs to cook food, right?