After the National Day holiday, everything returned to normal.

Wang Hao's internship life career in the advertising company officially began, serving tea and pouring water every day to buy coffee, steamed buns, fritters and bean juice. From the first day of work, I tried to build a good relationship with my colleagues, and soon found out where the cheapest meals were near the company and the employee dormitory, and which one had the most conscientious lunches.

Wang Hao also formed a deep friendship with a thirty-year-old single male colleague upstairs who can cook by the way, and he went to eat when he had time, and it was not completely in vain, Wang Hao lent him his steam account.

With a good relationship with his colleagues, Wang Hao relied on more than 100 yuan in the card to live tenaciously until the 15th, paid off the installment Huabei, and started a new round of arrears.

During the National Day, if the martial arts were stuck in the bottleneck for many years, the ginger hygiene of the first taste of life was an afterthought, and it was not until a week later that the guests who saw the strange soup found that something was wrong. Dizzily, he asked Jiang Weiming if his strange soup had improved, and why the guest's evaluation suddenly became so high, which made Jiang Weiming laugh and couldn't help but scold him a few times.

"I also found out for you a long time ago, I didn't expect that your soup for so many days was made for nothing. Why, you only make soup for guests and you don't even taste it yourself?" Jiang Jian asked when the noon business had ended, and only he was left in the entire back kitchen, Jiang Weiming, Jiang Feng, Wu Minqi and Ji Xia, so Jiang Weiming didn't control his voice when he spoke.

"I tasted it. Jiang Jian was still a little dizzy.

"Your tongue is white, I don't know why I tasted it, you didn't taste it at all, what's the difference?" Jiang Weiming was angry and funny at this time, and he couldn't wait to break Jiang Jian's head to see if it was really wood inside, otherwise how could it grow into such an elm head.

"Master, I didn't mean that. I tasted it, and it tasted the same as before, but it felt different, like... It's like the one you used to make, it just tastes different, but I don't know why. The steps I did were no different from the original. Jiang Jian hurriedly defended.

Jiang Weiming shook his head helplessly: "Do you remember when you said that you wanted to learn Baiwei soup from me, why didn't I let you learn it?"

"You say I can't learn. Jiang said.

"There are many things you can't learn, chicken juice bean curd, boiling water cabbage, camphor tea duck, which one have you learned? Which one haven't I taught you? Not to mention anything else, after so many years, you can only achieve a passing grade in boiled beef. Baiwei soup is only a soup no matter how difficult it is, the process is not complicated, and there are no difficult skills, if you want me to say, you can learn Baiwei soup much better than boiled beef. Jiang Weiming said.

"Then ......" Jiang Jian was a little confused.

"It's your mistake, how can a person in his sixties not have a good memory as an old man like me. I didn't want to teach you because you weren't suited to the dish. ”

"The five flavors of life, sweet and sour, bitter, spicy and salty, I originally wanted to call this dish five flavor soup, but life is not only five flavors, so I later changed the name of Baiwei soup. The real test of Baiwei soup is never the level of the chef, but the chef himself. The richer the chef's experience, the stronger the flavor of the soup, and the soup is by no means light, it is heavy, and it is a variety of ingredients mixed together. ”

"I can make this soup because I have experienced all the sour, bitter, spicy and salty, and it is a pity that it is a little less sweet, but it is enough. But you can't, hygiene, I'm not talking about you, you've lived too smoothly in your life. I have never left home, I have never left my parents, except for learning to cook, I have never suffered hardships, even the ordinary guy wants to chase the girl with a heel, you are also successful once, Shunshun has been soaking in the honeypot for most of his life, and even realizes what sweetness is like. If it weren't for the fact that you ran away from home for the first time, and Zhang Li brought your son, daughter-in-law and grandson to see you on the National Day, I don't think you would even be able to understand the sweetness. Jiang Weiming smiled as he spoke, both relieved and envious.

"You mean I... I ......" Jiang Jian was so excited that he stammered.

"You've finally opened up a little bit of the trick, if you can understand the two flavors, you can be considered a master of this Baiwei soup. Jiang Weiming said with a smile.

Jiang Jian blushed with excitement, like a primary school student who was rarely praised by the teacher, and stammered, "Then Master, how should I understand the other four flavors?"

If Jiang Weiming took out a book of martial arts secrets at this time and told Jiang Jian to practice according to it, Jiang Jian might believe it.

"How to understand is your own business, how will I know. Jiang Weiming said helplessly.

"Is there any trick to that, such as a trick, Master, how did you come up with it in the first place?" Jiang Jian asked.

Jiang Weiming could only shake his head and turn around to go to the teahouse to drink tea and chat: "There is a trick, there is a trick, you climb from the pile of dead people once like I did back then, run once into the deep mountains and old forests, and keep all your bitterness, spicy and salty." How many people dream of being like you all their lives, only knowing sweetness and not knowing the other four flavors. Okay, I'm tired after a busy afternoon, let's find a place to rest, I'm going to the teahouse too, otherwise there will be no seats. ”

Jiang Weiming left, Jiang Jian stayed in the back kitchen to continue practicing Baiwei soup, and he still had to think about what the sweet Baiwei soup was. Although he made the soup, he couldn't tell the mystery of it.

"Master, what does the bitter, spicy, salty and sweet that Master said just now mean? Do you still have to understand the taste? Isn't it okay to add seasoning?" Ji Xia, who had been sitting on the side picking oranges and listening to the conversation between Jiang Weiming and Jiang Jian just now, asked a scumbag.

Jiang Feng has been practicing crab stuffed oranges these days, not only practicing by himself, but also grabbing Ji Xia to give him a hand, and now Ji Xia has successfully transformed from a little expert in crab picking to a poor student in picking oranges.

Jiang Feng only takes ten minutes to process an orange, and Ji Xia takes more than half an hour, and Jiang Feng often needs to rework because of unqualified quality, just like machine welding does not work and needs to be manually re-welded.

Jiang Feng: "......"

Xia Xia's Chinese reading comprehension will definitely not be able to score a few points.

"You haven't reached that level yet, the high level is hard and energetic to cook, and you can't do it well with seasonings at this level now, so you don't have to think about a high-level way of cooking. Jiang Feng's answer was very perfunctory.

Ji Xia looked at Wu Minqi again, she felt that the master was donkeying him.

"Your master is right. Wu Minqi said yes.

Summer: ???

Cooking with heart?

Idea to cook?

Ji Xia remembered the story that Master's friend Wang Hao told her during the National Day, what Jiang's Xingchen knife technique, the heart-wrenching cuisine, the idea of cooking, and the ultimate in cooking. Ji Xia always thought that it was Wang Hao's nonsense, because Jiang Feng had also told her not to believe any of Wang Hao's nonsense.

I didn't expect it to be true!

Really want to cook!

That Jiang's Xingchen knife technique must also be true, what a little cold mangs arrive first, and then the knife is like a dragon, when the knife comes out, it has its own transport body, not to mention that it is difficult to open your eyes at close range, and the knife technique that is difficult to even open your eyes at close range must also be true!

Ji Xia was suddenly excited, and he couldn't even take care of the orange in his hand: "Master, I want to learn the knife technique!"

Jiang Feng: ???

Why don't you say you want to play basketball?

"What kind of knife technique? Isn't it knife work that you practice when you go to Li Mansion every day? Now you are also practicing knife work when picking oranges. Jiang Feng said.

"I want to learn the Jiang Clan's Star Knife Technique!"

Jiang Feng: ......

Wu Minqi: ......

Wu Minqi was so frightened that the oranges in his hand almost fell, and gave Jiang Feng a look that this kid was afraid that he was not stupid.

Jiang Feng sighed and asked, "Did Wang Hao tell you?"

Ji Xia nodded.

"Without the Jiang Clan's Xingchen Knife Technique, I will go to the Li Mansion after picking this orange. Jiang Feng said, putting down the orange in his hand, "I'll go out and make a call." ”

Jiang Feng walked to the locker room and took out his mobile phone from the cabinet, stood in front of the cabinet and started to make a call, but Wang Hao answered it with a drop.

"Hey, is there anything wrong with Brother Feng?" asked Wang Hao.

"Haozi, you haven't been to the store for a while, have you? Are you free at noon tomorrow? I recently learned how to make wontons with my uncle, and I'll make bowls of wontons for you to eat!" Jiang Feng's words were extremely kind.

"Wontons, Brother Feng, I remember that your wontons are not on the menu of your store, why have you learned it recently?" Wang Hao asked without doubting him.

Jiang Feng involuntarily showed a false smile: "That's different, my uncle and I have learned a kind of chaos, and the guests all said it was good after eating." What is the relationship between the two of us, and I must be the first to think of you. Are you free at noon tomorrow?"

"I'm free, I'm free, but I might have to be late, around one o'clock. Wang Hao said.

"It's not too late, it's not too late, it's just the right time. Jiang Feng said with a smile.

Three o'clock in the afternoon.

It's a good time.