“...... I have rarely seen a Sichuan chef with such bold ingredients, and although Miss Wu Minqi seems to be cold and silent during the interview, she is unexpectedly bold and enthusiastic in her use of materials. ”

"I was shocked by the Mao Xuewang I had eaten at the table the day before, the large pieces of duck blood, hairy tripe, ham sausage and bean sprouts were almost all wrapped in red oil, dried chili peppers and Sichuan peppercorns. Every ingredient is dipped in a deep red color, and every bite stimulates my taste buds, making my mouth keep secreting saliva, as if I can suck the spicy taste in my mouth down my esophagus all the way into my stomach after taking a deep breath. ”

"At first I thought it was the young female chef who was a little heavy because she was nervous, but a visit to the kitchen a few days later broke my mind – she wasn't nervous because she was a little heavy, on the contrary, she was nervous because she was light. ”

Reading is not the same as reading a book, you can read ten lines at a glance, but when you read it, because you have to read it aloud, it will make the original short article seem very long. Jiang Feng felt that his mouth was about to dry up, and this article was only half of what he could read.

There was only one person left in front of him, Jiang Feng took a breath, and told Grandma Jiang that he was going to add two eggs to his pancake fruit and was ready to read on.

Reading this kind of article on an empty stomach is strange to be hungry.

It seems that the second half of the paragraph has to pick up speed, and it is simply torture for him to read this kind of article while smelling the fruit of pancakes.

Torture!

"Grandma, remember to talk about my pancakes and fruit with more spicy sauce. Jiang Feng added.

"Got it, the boss has three pancakes, one with all the fruit, one with two eggs, one with nothing, and the one with two eggs is a little spicy. Grandma Jiang said to the boss angrily, taking out her small wallet and about to pay.

Seeing that Jiang Feng actually stopped like this and watched her pay for the magazine and not continue to read the magazine, Grandma Jiang suddenly felt very dissatisfied.

This mindfulness will immediately turn around when it reaches a wonderful place, so why don't you read it well.

Xiao Feng continued to read, and after reading it, grandma bought you bean juice. Grandma Jiang said.

Jiang Feng: ......

"Grandma, I want to drink soy milk. ”

"Okay, drink soy milk and finish the article first. Grandma Jiang's expression and tone at this time were like coaxing her three-year-old grandson, full of perfunctory, and the good words even had a long sound.

"Mapo tofu is the ultimate feast of spicy and numb, red soup and white tofu, just touch the spicy and numb feeling on the tip of the tongue can be transmitted from the tip of the tongue to the root of the tongue, and the domineering spicy taste will stay in the mouth for a long time. The advantages of this cooking method are obvious, the ingredients are bold, the flavor is heavy, and the taste of the dish can quickly capture the taste buds of diners and leave an unforgettable impression on diners. Whether you're a heavy diner or a lighter eater, this unique, bold and even somewhat freewheeling way of cooking will be a new experience and challenge for every diner. ”

"The corresponding disadvantages are also obvious, there are many curious restaurants nowadays who will deliberately make some extremely spicy dishes to attract attention, and even ignore the taste of the dishes themselves for the sake of pure spiciness. Personally, I don't appreciate this kind of putting the cart before the horse, and I don't even think that those dishes are dishes, they might just be a plate of simple peppers piled up on top of each other. This extreme approach turns what should be supposed to be an embellishment, an aid, or a push, allowing people to enjoy the spicy taste of a dish into pure pain. ”

"This is where the disadvantage of this mapo tofu comes in, and there is often a fine line between pain and enjoyment in dishes that pursue the ultimate taste. As far as this mapo tofu itself is concerned, I personally consider it a failure. When I first ate it, the spicy pain far outweighed the unique taste of the dish. Although I was able to taste some of the aftertaste behind the chili peppers and peppercorns after the initial spicy taste faded, these aftertastes alone did not allow me to give this dish a passing grade. ”

"Although the dishes are not up to par, I personally appreciate Ms. Ng Min Qi's unique way of cooking. Bold and unique, with a very strong personal touch, I don't often see a chef in the younger generation who can put his own special label on his dishes. ”

"The balance and adjustment between spicy and the original taste of the dishes, the line between characteristics and pain, I believe that this will be the biggest problem for Ms. Wu Minqi in the future. And she will undoubtedly become a very good and unique Sichuan chef, and maybe she will find a new path that belongs to her, and I hope that I, an old man, will be able to see this day in my lifetime. ”

Jiang Feng finished reading.

He felt his pancakes a little cold.

Wu Minqi's interview is actually very short, and the number of pages it occupies is also very small. may be because Wu Minqi didn't tell Xu Cheng any stories that could make him water count, Xu Cheng basically described the characteristics of Wu Minqi's cooking, as well as the shortcomings of Wu Minqi's dishes that he felt.

There were hundreds of meaningless water words at the beginning, and Jiang Feng felt that it might already be the limit of Xu Chengshui's word count.

Because the article is not long, Wu Minqi's photo is very large, especially the full-body photo. Jiang Feng's photo only occupies 1/4 of a piece of paper, Wu Minqi's photo accounts for 1/2 and leaves a lot of blank space.

It's no wonder that Grandma Jiang wants to listen to Wu Minqi's interview, two people take photos of two dishes, and there are more photos than others.

For Grandma Jiang, who only looks at pictures, this interview is definitely more attractive than others.

Putting these things aside, Xu Cheng's article is actually full of dry goods, and it points out Wu Minqi's biggest problem at present.

Her dish is too monolithic.

This is both a good thing and a bad thing, a chef can specialize in one cuisine, but it never hurts to learn a little bit more. Every chef dreams of being able to combine the strengths of each family, but Jiang Chengde is the only one who really does it.

Wu Minqi's specialization in one cuisine is a little more extreme than that of other chefs, Sichuan cuisine is not only spicy dishes, but Wu Minqi is only good at spicy dishes.

She seems a little timid when she cooks other dishes, and only when she cooks spicy dishes can she completely let go of her hands and feet, and she can even be called unscrupulous.

As Xu Cheng said at the end of the article, there is only a thin line between characteristics and pain, and at present, Wu Minqi's spicy dishes made completely free of his hands and feet are obviously more painful than distinctive.

That's why she didn't go back to her restaurant, and her grandfather didn't follow suit, so she traveled thousands of miles to Taifeng Building. Part of the reason is to fall in love, but not just to fall in love, she needs to learn something other than spicy Sichuan food, and needs a skilled and experienced chef to show her the way.

While it doesn't seem to be working hard at the moment, she's been trying.

Jiang Feng can only hope that his family Qiqi can have some understanding after reading Xu Cheng's article.

The layout of this issue of "Zhiwei" is very interesting, it is arranged according to the length of the article, the shorter the length, the more front, Jiang Feng roughly flipped it when he was eating pancakes, and the first half of the book can almost be called a special issue of Taifeng Building, but it is mixed with a coulee.

In order, Wu Minqi, Zhang Guanghang, Gu Li, Jiang Feng and Taifeng Lou who came out of nowhere are interviews.

Yes, Xu Cheng wrote an article about Taifeng Building.

Jiang Feng glanced at it roughly, as if he was talking about the specialties of Jiang Weiming and Jiang Weiguo, the two old men, who should have paid a little attention to the history and origin of Taifeng Building, but I don't know when Xu Chen interviewed the two old men.

It's quite long, and it's almost as good as Jiang Feng's interview. You must know that Xu Chengke wrote Jiang Feng's interview into a short story, and most of the space was used to tell the touching story between Li Mingyi and Jiang Huiqin.

Jiang Feng squatted on the side of the road while reading "Zhiwei" while nibbling on pancakes, and Wu Minqi sat on the stall and nibbled on white sugar cakes. The bean juice in the bowl was only a little missing, and she looked like she wanted to try it again to see if she could drink two more sips of bean juice.

When Jiang Feng gnawed half of the pancake fruit, Wu Minqi finally gave up and got up, and it took dozens of seconds to lock on Jiang Feng, who was squatting on the side of the road while reading a magazine while nibbling on the pancake fruit.

and Grandma Jiang who was squatting next to Jiang Feng while nibbling on pancakes and looking at the pictures in the magazine.

Wu Minqi had been engrossed in fighting with bean juice before, and he didn't notice that Jiang Feng had read the magazine to Grandma Jiang for more than 10 minutes.

"Grandma Jiang. Wu Minqi stepped forward to greet Grandma Jiang.

"Kiki, I'll just say, why did Xiao Feng come over to buy pancakes and fruits alone and only buy one. If you want to buy it, it would be good to ask Xiaofeng to help you buy it together, and you have to come over to buy it a little later, you see that the new line is so long again. Grandma Jiang had been listening carefully to Jiang Feng reading the magazine to her before, and she didn't notice that Wu Minqi was drinking bean juice at the stall next door.

"Grandma Jiang, I was at the stall next door just now, and I have finished eating. Wu Minqi said.

"Oh, it's done, it's good to be done. Grandma Jiang said with a smile, looking at Jiang Feng, "Xiao Feng, hurry up and eat, and you have to wait for Qiqi, how can a boy eat so slowly, it's not like your cousins at all." Alas, but you've been like this since you were a child, and your cousins ate all at once, and you ate slowly in the back alone. Sometimes the noodles in the morning are made by your grandfather and Dede will steal from you, and you are also a fool who can't even protect the bowl of noodles. ”

Jiang Feng: ???

Grandma, do you remember that I didn't eat pancakes in the first place because I was helping someone read a magazine?

Also, isn't it normal that Dege can't protect his noodles when he wants to grab him?

Jiang Feng sped up the speed of gnawing on the pancake fruit.

Jiang Feng didn't have a mouth to speak, and Grandma Jiang began to praise Wu Minqi: "Qiqi, I have seen all the articles in this magazine that praise you, and it is in this one." I just went to the newsstand to buy it, and Xiao Feng read it to me. ”

"It says that your cooking is delicious, spicy and distinctive, unlike ordinary chefs. When Grandma Jiang listened, she automatically filtered out Xu Chen's words that Wu Minqi's dishes were not good.

"Okay, I won't tell you here, I'm going to deliver pancakes and fruits to your Grandma Chen, they are far from the same place as I bought them here to bring them over. I happened to go over and ask her to read the rest of the article to me. ”

"If I want to say that the literacy class when I was a child was not good, I was foolish, so we learned what to write one, two, three and names and let us go. If they had taught us literacy and literacy, how could I not be able to read magazines now? ”

Jiang Feng: ......

If he is not mistaken, the version that Comrade Zhao Lanhua told him back then was that the literacy class caught children everywhere, no matter how old they were, they had to be caught and locked in the house to learn to write, and the bottom line was to learn one, two, three and write their own names and let them go, and all the children were crying and shouting and unwilling to go over.

At that time, Comrade Zhao Lanhua could shape the image of the literacy class into a cruel prison, and he almost told Jiang Feng that if he couldn't write, he would have to go to salt water, leather whips and tiger chairs.

Now he blames the literacy class for putting her off early.

Oh, grandma.

"You say yes, Xiaofeng, grandma was originally smart, and she learned to write one, two, three and her own name quickly, and she learned it first. Grandma Jiang looked at Jiang Feng again.

Jiang Feng's mouth was stuffed with pancake fruit and he couldn't speak, so he could only nod frantically to show his affirmation of Grandma Jiang's false lies.

"Alas, if my grandmother hadn't been a child, there were many poor girls in the family, and if she could go to school, she might have been admitted to college, so I won't tell you, I'll go to your grandma Chen's place first. "Grandma Jiang is ready to run away after bragging about it.

Jiang Feng swallowed the last bite of the pancake fruit.

Choked.