The production of Jiang Feng's crispy apples soon reached the step of frying them in the oil pan.

Since Jiang Feng's heat and seasoning have risen to the master level, many cooking methods that he was not good at or were very unfamiliar with have become handy, such as deep frying.

This kind of cooking method of putting food in high-temperature fat, letting it mature quickly, and becoming fragrant and crispy, if you want to find the critical point to ensure that the food does not lose too much moisture and make it crispy, it is simply difficult to reach the sky, success, excellence, perfection, the gap between the three is a few breaths.

In the past, Jiang Feng could only succeed at most, and there was a big gap between him and his excellence, but since the heat and seasoning were promoted to the master level, not only did excellence no longer become unattainable, but even perfection seemed to be able to touch the boundary as long as he stretched out his hand.

The more he practiced and the more he tried, the more clearly Jiang Feng could feel the huge gap between the advanced and master levels in the system rating.

Taking the 100-point mathematics test as an example, candidates are only required to pass the primary level, 80 points are required for the intermediate level, and 90 points are required for the advanced level. But when it comes to the master level, not only do candidates need to score 95 points, but even the questions have changed from middle school mathematics to advanced mathematics.

There is a huge gap in this, who tries who knows.

With a crackling sound and splashes of oil, the aroma of the food that has been fried at high temperatures begins to emanate from the oil pan. Apples, eggs, flour, the tempting aroma emitted by the Maillard reaction after the mixture of the three made Jiang Feng seem to return to the moment when Grandma Jiang brought crispy apples to the table on the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner table on the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve.

At the same time, I also thought that because Jiang Shoucheng bumped him when he got up, he didn't eat this year's crispy apples.

Crispy apples made by the old man once a year, limited to Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, special for winter.

was knocked away by Jiang Shoucheng's heavy impact.

Just thinking about it like this, Jiang Feng couldn't help but have a trace of indelible resentment when he scooped up the apples in the oil pot.

Out of the pot!

【A serving of crispy apples with excellent taste】

Jiang Feng's evaluation of cooking appraisal is basically that the taste is excellent, and occasionally the performance is abnormal, and when there is a small overturn, it will become of high quality.

Looking at the crispy apple in front of him, Jiang Feng was still a little proud in his heart.

He should be the best person in the entire Jiang family to make crispy apples except for the old man.

At present, Comrade Jiang Jiankang, who is at the same level as him and has more than 20 years of culinary experience than him, has been selectively ignored by him.

"Taste it, crispy apples taste best when they first come out of the pot. "Jiang Feng said to Zhang Guang Channel.

Zhang Guanghang went to get chopsticks.

"Have you really never eaten this dish before?" Jiang Feng asked.

Now that the crispy apples are out of the pot and placed in front of Zhang Guanghang, Xia Muqi's cooking skills will definitely make the crispy apples crispy, sweet and crispy, which is pleasing to children. Such a dish that can definitely become synonymous with deliciousness and beauty in a child's childhood memory, Zhang Guanghang can't be impressed at all.

"Haven't eaten it. Zhang Guanghang looked determined, "I have never eaten such a dish." ”

As he spoke, Zhang Guanghang stretched out his chopsticks and grabbed a piece of crispy apple.

Entrance.

Jiang Feng was standing beside him, and he could clearly feel the surprise that Zhang Guanghang burst out at the moment of the entrance of the apple.

It is a kind of surprise for a child to find a long-lost toy, an adult to remember the good memories of childhood, and the old man to share a good past.

Chew.

"Click, click. ”

Zhang Guanghang didn't speak, and sandwiched another piece of crispy apple.

"Click, click. ”

He was silent, piece by piece, mouthful after mouthful, with no superfluous expression on his face, only to see that his mouth was chewing incessantly. With a sparkle in his eyes, the crispy apple in front of him looked like he was looking at a plate of rare treasures.

"Click, click. ”

"Click, click. ”

In this way, half a plate of crispy apples was swallowed by Zhang Guanghang in a moment.

He took a breath, as if to reminisce about what he had just tasted, or perhaps perhaps he felt that everything he had just tasted was not so real. When the taste of childhood hidden in the depths of memory reappears in one's taste buds, everyone will have an unreal sense of hope, and even wonder if there is something wrong with their tongue.

"How do you know?" The expression on Zhang Guanghang's face was one of shock, surprise, doubt, rejoicing, and a hint of satisfaction, complex enough to make one write a short essay or produce a reading comprehension expression.

Zhang Guanghang is not a stupid person, he didn't believe that Jiang Feng was on a whim or a flash of inspiration to come to make crispy apples for him, he felt that Jiang Feng must have guessed that the key to the Chinese-style Safuro chicken he wanted to restore was crispy apples.

But he couldn't figure out how Jiang Feng knew all this, after all, even he, the client, didn't know that Jiang Feng, an outsider, didn't have the ability to read minds or spy on his memories. How did he know that the key to Safro's chicken is actually crispy apples?

"I saw the saspho you made that day and went back to check the recipe of the saffro chicken, and these days I have seen the way you make it and tasted the sasphoro you made. While I don't know what you want the taste of chicken saffro to be, you've been saying these days that you feel like something is missing, not that you don't think the taste is right. So I was thinking, in fact, the focus of the flavor you want is not on the chicken, but on the other side dishes. Jiang Feng began to exert the charm of his high-level lies, and told nonsense with his eyes open.

"The side dish of chicken shafroo is actually very simple, just some vegetables and apples tossed with butter. I can't think of any new tricks that those vegetables can make, but I know that apples can be used to make crispy apples in addition to fruit salads, and my family will definitely have this dish on the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner every year. Jiang Feng said slowly, "Crispy apples are a palace dish, and they used to be a dessert in the Manchu and Han banquets, and my grandfather will, so I guess Mr. Xia will definitely do too." ”

"I was just going to ask you, or to remind you, this morning, but I was a little surprised when you told me that you hadn't eaten the crispy apple, let alone heard the name. Crispy apple is a very distinctive dessert, and it is also a palace dish, Mr. Xia should not fail to teach you. Some time ago, a friend of mine told me that when he wanted to eat some more foreign dishes when he was a child, his grandmother would make some dishes that looked similar in the Chinese way to fool him. ”

"So...... I think, of course, this is just my opinion, maybe Mr. Xia used the Chinese method to burn the Saflo chicken, and casually made the apples inside with the method of making crispy apples to fool you. Mr. Xia didn't want you to find out that he was actually fooling you, so he never taught you how to burn it, nor did he tell you that the apple was actually a crispy apple. ”

There was a hint of cracks in the expression on Zhang Guanghang's face.

If there is one word to describe his mood at this moment, it may be disillusionment.

The truth behind the infinitely beautiful childhood memories of my childhood turned out to be that the master was fooling himself.

Zhang Guanghang fell silent.

After a long time, he said, "Jiang Feng, can you teach me how to make crispy apples?"

"Of course, this dish is very simple, as long as the cooking skills are in place, you can learn it as soon as you get started. Jiang Feng was waiting for this sentence.

If Zhang Guanghang doesn't learn it, he won't be able to restore the Safro chicken in his memory, and he won't be able to complete the side quest if he doesn't restore the Safuro chicken in his memory.

It's an endless loop.

Then Jiang Feng began to teach happily.

Teaching a genius chef who is 1.92 meters in the real sense, mixed Chinese and French, handsome and handsome, young and golden, and has superb cooking skills, this feeling is really who tries who knows, Jiang Feng even has an illusion that he has reached the peak of his life.

Sure enough, this is the correct way to open the plot of the protagonist, just a few words and a few words The genius of all things bows his head and is willing to be the little brother, and his gestures reveal a kingly demeanor.

Jiang Feng looked at the plate of crispy apples that had ordered Zhang Guanghang with some pride.

[A serving of flour is not of good quality, slightly thin, the egg liquid is too thick, the oil temperature is slightly lower, and the frying time is slightly longer, and the taste is very good]

Jiang Feng: ......

Spicy chicken game, please put away your long appraisal results, thank you.

Two hours later—

"Ding, complete the side quest [Childhood Memory] and get the task reward: a memory of Zhang Guanghang. ”

It's done!