Chapter 822: I seem to understand a little

After eating dumplings, blowing out candles, and sharing cakes, it's time for an exciting conversation.

This winter solstice dinner and eating dumplings activity, eating dumplings, making up for birthdays, and eating cakes are all secondary, and the most important core of this event is to talk to Jiang Feng.

Although talking about this kind of thing is essentially useless, every time Jiang Feng is abnormal, everyone has to talk to him, although everyone feels that the process of talking about the heart is useless, but they can always gain a little effect soon after the heart-to-heart talk - Jiang Feng figured it out himself.

It is precisely because of the results that I don't know why the previous few times that everyone believes that the heart that should be talked about is still to be talked about, in case it is useful.

This time, Jiang Feng's illness was more serious, and the representatives of the heart-to-heart talk also changed from Wang Xiulian and the eldest aunt to the old man and Jiang Weiming, and the two most heavyweight members of the Jiang family said that they would talk in person.

These are all discussed in advance, and the steps and processes are clear to everyone.

So when the cake is eaten, the dishes and chopsticks are washed, and everyone sits on the sofa and chairs, silently enjoying the satiety and good aftertaste brought by a good meal, the person who walks the plot will start to perform.

"Oh, you're so full. "Rookie actor Wu Minqi is not very skilled in business, and her acting skills are slightly exaggerated, which is very abrupt.

Fortunately, the old drama bone Wang Xiulian caught the play.

"It's pretty supportive, Kiki, let's go downstairs for a walk. Wang Xiulian said.

"Wife, I'll go too!" Jiang Jiankang stole the show.

"I'll go, I'll go. The extras began to perform hard and shout lines.

In just two minutes, the people in the room were empty, except for Jiang Feng, the old man and Jiang Weiming all went downstairs for a walk.

Jiang Feng: ?

Now the weather is so cold that the artificial lake in the community is frozen into ice, and the children can skate on it, so that the property deliberately blocked the fence, this temperature, everyone is full at night, and they want to go down for a walk.

Isn't his Kiki the most afraid of the cold!

Seeing that the people who should leave the scene have left the stage, and the play has also been played to this point, Jiang Weiming felt that there was no need to perform too much to get straight to the point and talk about business, so he got up and poured three cups of hot tea on the coffee table, and sat opposite Jiang Feng to form a triangle with the two of them to frame the coffee table.

"Xiao Feng, you rarely have time to sit down and talk to me and your grandfather, why don't we talk about how your major has been recently. Jiang Weiming pushed the tea in front of Jiang Feng.

The old man didn't say a word, obviously he didn't want to make any remarks in the early stage of the conversation, probably because he still didn't believe that what Jiang Feng was doing was as great as Jiang Chengde's founding of the sect back then, and he wanted to judge after listening to it.

Jiang Feng had the feeling that what he came to eat today was actually a Hongmen banquet, and he suddenly became nervous, sat up straight, and didn't even forget to clear his throat before speaking.

"That's it...... Didn't you just say it all? I just wanted to make something of my own, but I didn't make much progress. Jiang Feng said.

Jiang Weiming nodded, and his smile became more and more gentle: "About this, I also chatted with your grandfather when I was eating dumplings just now. ”

Jiang Feng sat up straighter, ready to listen carefully.

"We can't help you much. ”

Jiang Feng: ?

"Actually, you're already cooking very well, and in some places you can even surpass me and your grandfather. We don't have anything to teach in terms of skills, if what you're confused about is experience, the two of us who have been practicing cooking for so many years may be able to give you a few words, but if it's something deeper, we haven't touched it yet, so how can we guide you?"

At this time, Jiang Feng hadn't realized what Jiang Weiming meant by something deeper.

"But I know you can't figure anything out with the way you do now. Jiang Weiming's painting style changed, "You can't do anything behind closed doors, what can you study by locking yourself in the house every day?"

"Now that you have such good conditions and opportunities, if you can't ask us, you can go upstairs and ask Master Sun, if you can't do it, you can also go to Yongheju and ask Master Peng. I'm sure Master Pang won't mind giving you some pointers in this regard, and Master Pang will definitely be able to give you some pointers. ”

Jiang Feng really wanted to say that he was not doing it behind closed doors, he was also studying deeply with the master, but the masters he studied from were Jiang Zhongheng and Cao Guixiang, and even Peng Changping's father, the previous generation of Master Peng.

He watched the video tutorials of the recipes every day, watched them several times, and was so familiar that he could even close his eyes before going to bed at night and flash the images of cutting vegetables in his mind. Not only the video tutorial, but also the backtracking function, he is also using it well, as long as he uses the CD, he will enter Cao Guixiang's memory and go to the Yongheju kitchen decades ago to learn the experience of Tan's cuisine.

It can be said that Jiang Feng feels that it only takes two or three days for him to learn how to make yellow braised shark fin now, and he will soon be able to become a teacher, and it is all the usual method of Tan Jiacai.

He watches so many videos every day just to find places that can be improved, can be different, and can be filled with his own elements.

But no.

His talent is focused on knife skills, but when it comes to S-level dishes, the gain of knife skills to dishes has reached a very weak place, even if he carves on the sea cucumbers of Jiang's ginseng soup, it will not change the final taste of the dishes. It will only make the diners think that the chef may be too idle and idle.

And in terms of seasoning and heat, it is also very difficult to break through and self, because Jiang Feng has been too dependent on video teaching before, it is difficult for Jiang Feng to modify, and some dishes feel a little difficult to do when they are separated from the method of video teaching itself, so change the method from S-level to A-level This is a different hammer.

Most of the dishes in the recipes are from famous artists, which means that the techniques and techniques of these dishes themselves are very mature and there is not much room for improvement, Jiang Feng has always learned this, and he learned it by imitation, and it is particularly difficult to explore his own new methods.

He really wanted to tell Jiang Weiming how to tell him, but he couldn't.

All he could say was -

"The third grandfather, in fact, I also have communication, not behind closed doors at home. ”

"Then who are you communicating with?" Master Sun didn't mention it to us, do you make video calls to Master Peng every day?" Jiang Weiming asked.

Jiang Feng: ......

Jiang Feng gritted his teeth: "I watch video tutorials on the Internet every day!"

Jiang Weiming: ?

Jiang Weiguo: ???

For some reason, the old man felt that there was a moment when his hands were itchy and he wanted to hit his grandson.

Jiang Weiming was completely blinded now, and he couldn't figure out Jiang Feng's brain circuit. There are so many good masters, alive, and very happy to teach him, without asking for advice, and running to the Internet to watch video tutorials.

What is this limit operation?

Jiang Feng hurriedly remedied: "I didn't actually learn from them, I just wanted to see if there were any new methods to learn from or inspire those video tutorials on the Internet." I learned a few dishes from Master Peng, and I made them exactly according to him, and sometimes I felt that the dishes I made were not mine, but Master Peng's. ”

"So I deliberately didn't ask Master Peng and Master Sun, I just wanted to get something new. ”

Jiang Weiming nodded, as if he understood a little.

The old man was angry, he originally wanted to hear it again, but now he couldn't help it, and he didn't hammer his grandson directly It was already his greatest love for his grandson.

"Fart!"

"!"

"Nonsense!"

"I see that you were kicked in the brain by a donkey, and the water in your head was not cleaned, do you want to shake the fish tank on your neck now and count how many fish are raised in it?"

I haven't heard it for a long time, and the old man's scolding sentences are rich again.

"I didn't want to be the same as the dishes cooked by Master Peng, so I deliberately didn't ask Master Peng for advice, and went to the Internet to watch those messy videos to change my thinking. Why don't you eat if you don't want to eat, go to the pigsty and lie down and grab some food with the pig for a change of taste!" The old man was obviously angry by Jiang Feng's remarks.

"Ahem. Jiang Weiming coughed lightly twice, signaling the old man to scold people, don't keep scolding people, and focus on the point.

"What are you thinking about? How did you learn to chop vegetables in the first place? Why did you cut your hands as radishes without the first knife!" The old man was angry but scolded a few more sentences before he began to talk about the main point, "I taught you to practice cooking when I was a child, and told you what is the most important thing in learning to cook? What is the most important thing besides talent?"

"It's Master!"

"Without a good master, no matter how good the talent is, it will be in vain. If there is no master to lead him into the door, can he carve a radish out of flowers if he gives him a kitchen knife? Can he fry the green vegetables with the flavor of fairy grass when he gives him a pot? If he gives an old hen how to hang the broth?"

"Everyone else is empty and talented, and they suffer from the lack of guidance from famous teachers. It's good that you're the opposite, so many masters around you don't ask for advice, and go to the Internet to watch those broken videos. Others can get a sentence or two of guidance and use it all their lives, and they are so happy that they die of joy, but you are being instructed every day, but you are hypocritical to me. ”

"Do you know what it means to have a lot of skills and not to be pressurized? You don't know anything, you want to understand before you have learned anything, you want to make your own, why? Are you worthy? Because you have a face, because you think better than others, you can raise fish with more water in your head. ”

"Do you know why you haven't learned it thoroughly? Because you haven't arrived home yet! You haven't learned it thoroughly, how much have you learned? You just learned the craft from me, and then your third grandfather taught you a little, Master Peng taught you a little, and Master Sun may have pointed you out a sentence or two on weekdays. What's the matter, now I've made a few good dishes, and I swelled up when I heard others blow two sentences, and I don't know what my surname is, and I don't know how many pounds and taels I have. I want to start a sect, I want to be a master, I want to be famous. You don't weigh how many dishes you have, have you learned every dish thoroughly? Do you really think that you can just hang the soup stock when you cook vegetables? If the clear soup is well adjusted, you will be invincible in the world? Have you practiced with a big spoon? First figure out your own one-third of an acre of land and then think about what you don't have. ”

"You're really carved out of the same mold as your father, and you're stupid to the point of stupidity. It's really a virtue to be with your father, you want to fly before you learn to run, you don't look in the mirror to see what you look like, and you dare to be a Buddha jumping over the wall, it's really a waste of good things. While scolding his grandson, the old man did not forget to scold his son by the way.

It was too cold to walk outside, so I slipped home early, and as soon as I opened the door, I heard my father scolding Jiang Jiankang: ???

Seeing that the old man had finished scolding and had begun to carry out indiscriminate attacks, Jiang Weiming began to put the finishing touches.

"What your grandfather said is actually a bit reasonable, with such good conditions, you must ask for more advice. Cooking skills are to communicate more, discuss more, and learn more from people with high cooking skills, so that there can be progress and gains. ”

"I can understand what you're talking about, but you can't force this kind of thing, and sometimes it depends on luck. Good luck may come soon, bad luck may lead to many years, and adjusting the mentality is the most important. Don't be like you used to and shut yourself up in the house every day. From tomorrow onwards, I will go to the store every day, and even if I don't go to work, I will change the environment and talk to everyone more. ”

Jiang Feng was still a little stunned, the old man's string of words just now seemed to be lingering in his ears.

Although he was scolding himself, he seemed to really understand something.

Seeing that Jiang Feng was still thinking, Jiang Weiming knew that the old man's scolding just now had an effect and he was right, smiled, signaled the old man not to disturb him, and the two got up lightly and prepared to go downstairs to go back.

Jiang Jiankang was still standing at the door and didn't dare to move.

I don't know why the wind is particularly strong tonight, the window of the corridor is open, and the whistling north wind is blowing on Jiang Jiankang's back, but it doesn't blow into the house and blows all on Jiang Jiankang's back.

One side is warm, the other side is cold.

Jiang Jiankang wanted to enter the house, but he didn't dare to go in, he only dared to stand at the door and rub a little warm heater.

Seeing that the old man and Jiang Weiming were going back, Jiang Jiankang hurriedly got out of the way and couldn't even rub the heating, and called his dad very aggrievedly, wanting to ask himself if he could go outside now It's really too cold.

"Shut up!" the old man reprimanded in a low voice, closed the door, and by the way, closed Jiang Jiankang out, and then entered the elevator and left.

Jiang Jiankang: QAQ

I want to go home.

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