If someone wanted to ask Jiang Feng what his birthday tasted like, before today, Jiang Feng might answer elbows or longevity noodles, but after today, Jiang Feng's answer was only one-

Creamy.

Whether it's mousse ice cream, Black Forest chocolate, the most traditional fruit cake or the recent rise and popularity of old-fashioned cakes, they all have the same essence and cream at their core.

Oh, you say there's no cream in the old cakes?

This Jiang Feng didn't know, he hadn't even survived to eat the ancient flavor cake.

Ji Yue told Jiang Feng that according to incomplete statistics, there were 11 people who ordered cakes for him. That was indeed an incomplete statistic, because Jiang Feng received a total of 13 cakes, and the last one came from Wang Hao, who personally carried it.

He ordered an extra-large three-tier inexpensive, large, and very affordable three-tiered cake that was perfect for a cake fight. Originally, he wanted to surprise Jiang Feng, but he didn't want to give Jiang Feng the final blow.

Jiang Feng couldn't eat all the 13 cakes, even if Jiang Zaide and Jiang Shoucheng faced the 13 cakes, they could only raise the white flag and surrender. But these cakes are everyone's heart for themselves, although this heart does not make Jiang Feng sincerely show a grateful smile, but it is the heart after all.

Jiang Feng could only symbolically cut a small piece of each cake to taste, and even so, in the end, he couldn't tell whether he was eating matcha cake or mousse cake, or vanilla lemon flavored cake.

The only thing his tongue can give back to him is sweet, greasy and creamy.

In addition to the 13 cakes, Jiang Feng also received other gifts from the employees of Taifeng Building. Maybe because he is the boss, whether he is familiar with or not, people have prepared a small gift, such as thermos cups, crystal balls, cocktails, pens, etc., the price is high and low, ornamental and practical.

Wu Minqi gave him a pair of shoes, which unexpectedly matched the clothes that Comrade Wang Xiulian bought for him, and Jiang Feng even suspected that the two had discussed it in advance. Zhang Guanghang gave Jiang Feng a pair of expensive headphones, the reason being that he felt that Jiang Feng's sound effect when watching the drama with the headphones of more than ten yuan might not be very good.

As for why you should also consider sound effects when watching dramas, maybe the life of rich people is so unpretentious.

"Son, are you hungry, if you're hungry, Dad will help you go to the kitchen and take out the altar of Buddha jumping over the wall that your grandfather prepared for you!" Seeing that Jiang Feng had finally finished counting all the gifts, Jiang Jiankang, who had been waiting for an opportunity to observe the troops on the side, took the initiative to attack, and asked expectantly while rubbing his hands excitedly.

Jiang Feng: ?

"Jiang Jiankang, what are you doing there in a daze? Why don't you hurry up and come over to barbecue, there is no one on the skewers here!" Wang Xiulian stood by the grill and shouted, although she didn't know what Jiang Jiankang was talking to Jiang Feng, her intuition told him that it was not a good thing.

His wife was calling for himself, and Jiang Jiankang had to walk towards the grill and honestly start grilling skewers.

"Wife, should we grill lamb skewers or beef skewers first?" Jiang Jiankang was forced to sell barbecue in the early years to make a living.

"Start with a kebab, sprinkle some spicy, add more cumin, and remember to roll more. This mutton is a bit fat, don't grill it out at that time, it's a big skewer of fat that can't be eaten. Wang Xiulian was also forced to sell skewers with Jiang Jiankang in the early years to make a living.

"What were you talking about just now?" Wang Xiulian felt that Ji Yue's skewers were not good enough and not professional enough, so she began to skewer the mutton skewers again.

"I'll remind my son not to forget to eat the altar of Buddha jumping over the wall in the kitchen, Dad went to the kitchen to turn off the fire before he left, if he forgot it, it would be cold. Jiang Jiankang said.

"Don't fight the idea of the altar Buddha jumping over the wall, that's what my father specially made for Xiaofeng's treatment. Wang Xiulian said.

"Healing?" Jiang Jiankang was stunned, what kind of disease must be cured by eating Buddha and jumping over the wall, and he also wanted to get this disease.

"Didn't we think Xiao Feng was sick before, but now we know that it's not, but I didn't know when my dad was a Buddha jumping over the wall. As she spoke, Wang Xiulian also reacted, but she still didn't allow Jiang Jiankang to jump over the wall, "Even if Xiaofeng is not sick now, it will be hard for this time, so I should eat some good supplements." You're a dad and you're embarrassed to beat your son's idea, turn over the mutton skewers, are you sprinkling too much chili powder?"

"I've been my father's son for almost 50 years, and I haven't eaten the Buddha jumping over the wall made by my father, Xiaofeng has only eaten it when he is a grandson in his twenties, can you not want to?" Jiang Jiankang expressed his grievances.

"Don't even think about it!" Wang Xiulian stood firm, took her eyes off the mutton skewers, and saw Jiang Feng as soon as she looked up.

Jiang Jiankang also saw Jiang Feng, and said enthusiastically: "Son, are you hungry? You wait for two more minutes, and the mutton skewers will be fine immediately!"

Jiang Feng: ......

Not only did he not want to eat lamb kebabs now, but he was also a little saturated and sick to his stomach.

Although Jiang Feng usually eats sweet little cakes occasionally to satisfy his sweet tooth, it is the first time he has eaten so many cakes at one time. He didn't like sweets like Jiang Jiankang and Ji Xia, and now Jiang Feng only felt the cream tumbling in his stomach, rushing from his esophagus to his mouth.

If you add a little bit of fat at this time, sprinkled with cumin and chili powder, with a slight smell of meat on behalf of the lamb skewers, I am afraid it will be double the damage.

"No, no, no. Jiang Feng waved his hand again and again.

"I just suddenly remembered that before my grandfather went to Yongheju to eat, he seemed to go into the kitchen to turn off the fire of the Buddha jumping over the wall, I was afraid that the Buddha jumped over the wall and it would not be delicious if it was cold, why don't we eat it in the kitchen first?" Jiang Feng said.

Jiang Jiankang's eyes were moist, and he even wanted to make an elbow for Jiang Feng to eat on the spot.

In the matter of eating Buddha and jumping over the wall, Jiang Feng not only called his father and mother, but also Wu Minqi, Zhang Guanghang, Ji Yue, Ji Xia, Ji Xue and Wang Hao.

If the old man made such an altar of Buddha jumping over the wall for Jiang Feng in the past, Jiang Feng would at most call Wu Minqi and his father and mother to secretly eat this altar of Buddha jumping over the wall. But this time is different from the past, and today is different from usual - Jiang Feng is full.

Now let alone a jar and a half, it would be good for him to be able to stuff himself into a bowl.

Since you can't eat it, it's better to share it generously with your relatives and good friends, Jiang Feng thought so and did so.

Then a bunch of people sneaked around and gathered in the kitchen with the smell of lamb kebabs, beef kebabs, Turkish kebab, cumin and chili noodles.

There is a jar on the stove.

A heavy, still warm, jar that looks a little old.

Jiang Feng had seen this jar, and the last time he saw it, he cried greedily for a child in a train car.

Everyone was excited.

Even Wu Minqi, who has eaten chicken bean curd and boiling water cabbage, is a little excited, although she has eaten a lot of boiling water cabbage, but she has never eaten the really top and delicious Buddha jumping over the wall, who said that the Wu family will not be a Buddha jumping over the wall?

The most excited is Jiang Jiankang.

Jiang Jianguo was beaten when he was a child because of boiling water cabbage, and Jiang Jiankang was also beaten when he was a child because of the Buddha jumping over the wall. It's just that Jiang Jianguo was beaten because he wanted to eat a dish that he had never seen, and Jiang Jiankang was beaten because he wanted to eat a dish that was once placed in front of him.

Jiang Jiankang has also seen this jar, and once made this dish for the leader when the old man was still the chef of a state-owned hotel. At that time, Jiang Jiankang had already helped out in the state-run hotel, and when he was helping the old man watch the fire, he tried in vain to taste it, and after being discovered by the old man, he enjoyed the treatment of his brother back then, hanging on the windowsill and pumping with a belt, and the old man was tired of Grandma Jiang's pumping.

Of course, the reason why Jiang Jiankang was beaten was not that he wanted to eat it secretly, but that the Buddha jumped over the wall and couldn't open it at that time. At that time, Jiang Jiankang didn't understand this, so he was hung up and whipped hard.

Decades have passed, the same jar, the same dish, Jiang Jiankang looked at the altar Buddha jumping over the wall in front of him and couldn't help but have memories in his heart, tears soaked the corners of his eyes, and saliva filled his mouth.

He doesn't want anything now, he just wants to take a bite.

One big bite!

Sea cucumber, abalone, and peppercorn have a large mouthful of fish lips.

"Smash it, do you want to uncover it?" Jiang Jiankang couldn't wait.

Although Jiang Feng didn't understand why his father suddenly became inexplicably excited, he still obediently stepped forward and lifted the Buddha from the stove and put it on the relatively stable cooking table.

Taking the bowl and spoon in the hands of the ace waiter Ji Yue, Jiang Feng placed the bowls in turn, as if performing some kind of mysterious ritual, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

Uncover the lid.

The fragrance is overflowing.

Even after smelling the same taste, Jiang Feng couldn't help but start inhaling hard, as if it would be more delicious to smell two more bites now and eat it.

In terms of the technique of Buddha jumping over the wall, Jiang Weiguo is definitely inferior to Master Sun. Even if Jiang Weiguo's age is now far beyond that of Master Sun, but Jubaolou has to make a Buddha jump over the wall every day, Jiang Weiguo may not have the opportunity to do a Buddha jump over the wall in 10 years, and his technical level is definitely far inferior to Master Sun.

But it's still very fragrant.

The fragrance of seafood, the aroma of meat, the aroma of protein, the aroma of stock, the aroma of fat, the fragrance of human beings' most primitive desire for meat and deliciousness.

In the past, Jiang Feng could only smell this kind of fragrance in his memory, which could only be smelled but not touched and even tasted, but now, the source of this fragrance was placed in front of him.

He felt like he could eat a jar.

No, eat ten jars!

Jiang Feng began to carefully look at the Buddha jumping over the wall in the altar.

Different from the kind of Buddha jumping over the wall that I ate in the treasure building before, which was made up with a perfunctory lack of technology and forcibly reflected a strong and heavy sense of thickness, the Buddha jumping over the wall in front of me looked different from what I ate that day.

It is a whole and independent.

Each ingredient, whether it's whole abalone, cut sea cucumber, large scallops, sliced ham, shiitake mushrooms or fish maw that has been blended into the soup, looks very fresh and recognizable at a glance. But they are very harmonious, indispensable, any lack of anything will make people feel uncomfortable, as if they are connected together with small silk threads comparable to the sugar silk of the yam, closely connected, even the colors are blended together, so they can burst out with such a rich fragrance.

The lotus leaf used to seal the mouth has this fragrance on it, as if it is also a part of the Buddha jumping over the wall, and people can't help but want to tear off a piece to taste the taste.

Jiang Feng began to fill the bowl.

He is not a professional in loading and dividing dishes, and it is impossible to present the same amount and the same ingredients in each bowl. There are differences in ingredients, how much there is, and who can get which bowl depends on fate, and whoever Jiang Feng gives is whoever.

For others, this is originally a Buddha jumping over the wall that fell from the sky, and what you eat is what you earn, and then you can't help but think about some others, which is too childish and puts the cart before the horse.

The kitchen was quiet for a while.

A bite of abalone, fresh!

A scallop, fresh!

A bite of bamboo shoots is also fresh!

A big mouthful of shiitake mushrooms, still fresh!

Different from the freshness of chicken bean curd, chicken bean curd is light, and Buddha jumping over the wall is rich.

The former is the ultimate clear soup, and the latter is a gluttonous feast.

Jiang Feng was originally full, but after eating the Buddha jumping over the wall, he felt hungry again.

There were eight people present, and one person jumped over the wall with a small half bowl of Buddha and it was empty. Everyone is in the kind of situation where they have eaten but have not eaten it, and they want to eat a little more but they have not been able to eat it, which is the most heart-scratching and heart-wrenching.

But what Jiang Feng didn't know was that they were worried, and the outside was even more worried.

They forgot to close the kitchen door when they came in.

The children outside were already crying.

Not only the children in the barbecue restaurant cried, but the children in Yongheju next door also sang and cried.

It's all because the Buddha jumped over the wall is too fragrant, and it's all because there is a breeze today.

Sitting at the window on the second floor, I felt that I had picked an excellent position, where I could not only taste the delicious food but also look up sideways at the night sky, breathe fresh air, and enjoy the breeze outside the window.

As a veteran food critic, he can certainly smell what it's coming from.

Is it the Buddha jumping over the wall, or can it be comparable to the level of the treasure tower a few years ago.

It's not that there are no other good restaurants in China that make Buddha jumping over the wall, but the Buddha jumping over the wall made by different places, different restaurants, and different chefs are different. Xu Cheng was still talking to Peng Changping a second ago, regretting that Sun Guanyun, the Buddha jumping over the wall of the Sun family's school, was afraid that it was going to be lost, and the next second he smelled the smell of the Buddha jumping over the wall from the Sun family's school.

"The fragrant Buddha jumped over the wall, what kind of shop is opposite?" Peng Changping put down his chopsticks, "You didn't tell me that there was a Chinese restaurant of this level opposite." ”

Xu Chen had never paid attention to what kind of restaurant was opposite Yongheju, got up and walked two steps to the window to take a look, and then began to doubt life.

"Self service rotisserie. Xu Chengdao.

Peng Changping: ?

He hasn't returned to China for so many years, and the domestic self-service barbecue restaurant has developed to this level?

"Domestic self-service barbecue restaurants sell Buddha jumping over the wall?" Peng Changping also began to doubt life.

"General...... Not sold. Xu Cheng didn't expect that there was such a powerful store in Beiping City, he didn't know.

"Why don't we go over and have a look. Peng Changping said with a smile, "I should know the master who can make such a Buddha jumping over the wall, maybe the shop opposite is opened by a junior from an old friend's family, you will definitely not be able to sit still when you smell it." ”

Xu Cheng immediately got up and helped Peng Changping up.

Peng Changping waved his hand, and he didn't see the fatigue of the centenarian at all: "You don't need to help, you can sit on the plane for more than ten hours, and you just need to help you when you get up." ”

Xu Cheng and Peng Changping walked towards the stairs together, and when they left, Xu Cheng inadvertently glanced at the side, feeling that the old people sitting at the table against the wall looked a little like the two Jiang masters in Taifeng Building.

"By the way, when are we going to Taifeng Building to meet the two Master Jiang you told me about?"

"Tomorrow, the Taifeng Building team building is not open today, I called yesterday to ask. Xu Chengdao didn't think much about it.

How could Taifeng Lou come to Yongheju to build a group, impossible, eighty percent of it was his mistake.

"I also want to thank you for your willingness to make a special trip over, originally I wanted to invite the two masters Jiang from Taifeng Building to you, but Master Jiang Weiming had a serious illness some time ago and couldn't withstand such a long-distance travel, so I can only work hard for you. Xu Chengdao, "I really can't find a better judge besides you." ”

"Originally, I didn't want to come, after all, it's an old bone, and this kind of running body is really a bit unbearable. Peng Changping said with a smile, "But since you told me on the phone that there is a Master Jiang whose strength should be in the top 10, and they are Jiang Chengde's sons, of course I should come over." ”

"Do you know Jiang Chengde?" When he went downstairs, Xu Cheng mixed Peng Changping again.

"How can I know it, my father knows it, and he respects it very much. When my father was young, he was instructed by Master Jiang Chengde, and he always told me that he was the first person in Chinese food, and no one could surpass him, but unfortunately he disappeared early. ”

"The level of his son, I really want to know. ”