"Ten judges? too many, five is enough, and this, this guy has a bad reputation in the industry, collect money to write good reviews, have you contacted him?" Xu Cheng frowned, obviously very dissatisfied with the judges selected by Han Guishan.

"Not yet, I only invited Tong Deyan at present, by the way, Old Man Sun also came some time ago, do you want to invite him?"

"His grandson participated in the competition, and if you invite him to be a judge, it will inevitably be tongue-in-cheek, Tong Deyan...... Forget it, don't talk about it, lest you say I'm biased, I'll wait until I finish eating and go back to the hotel to take a look and give you an answer tomorrow. Xu Chengdao, turned off the lights in the car, and the car started.

"Okay, this is the competition system, I'm not as professional as you in this area, you can also see it then. Han Guishan handed the briefcase to Xu Cheng.

Xu Cheng took the briefcase.

......

The next day, Jiang Weiguo asked Jiang Feng for foreign aid.

Jiang Jiankang went to the utility room to look for something, Jiang Feng was cutting vegetables in the back kitchen, and the three old men quietly touched in like a tunnel battle, Jiang Feng, who was bent on cutting vegetables, was stunned and didn't notice it.

"Your grandson can do this knife work!"

An unfamiliar voice came from behind him, and Jiang Feng was almost so frightened that he slashed his left hand.

Breaking four fingers is a matter of a few tenths of a second.

Jiang Feng turned his head, he was a very strange old man, with gray hair and a thin body, but he was in good spirits, and he looked like he should be about seventy years old.

Jiang Feng could be sure that he had never seen this old man.

"Grandpa, this ......" Jiang Feng cast his eyes for help to Jiang Weiguo.

"He is my junior brother, Sun Guanyun. The old man said.

"Fart, Jiang Weiguo, you old guy, don't take advantage of me, my father only taught you two dishes at the beginning, but he confiscated you as an apprentice!" Sun Guanyun was also a violent temper, and mocked his skills, "You don't look at what you have become over the years, back then you kept saying that you wanted to go back to Beiping to buy your restaurant back, and now you are nesting in this university town to open a small fried shop, and you are embarrassed to say that it is my senior brother everywhere." You're so old, where's your face?"

Jiang Weiguo looked proud: "Taifeng Lou is still surnamed Jiang now, my grandson's!"

Sun Guanyun was stunned: "You really bought it back?"

Jiang Weiguo did not exaggerate: "My sister-in-law bought it in the 37th year of the Republic of China, and her son is Xiaofeng's university teacher. ”

Sun Guanyun could only be amazed at such a bizarre story: "You old guy has been hiding it tightly enough, you haven't said it for so many days, but it really makes you shit lucky, and it's raining red in the sky." ”

"It's not based on my own ability, what is there to say about it. "Jiang Wei National Road.

"Pedantic. Sun Guanyun snorted coldly.

Jiang Feng was already stupid.

According to normal analysis, Sun Guanyun is the old friend in the old man's mouth a few days ago, and their relationship is a bit complicated!

"Okay, don't waste time, didn't you ask me to come just to guide your grandson to season? "Sun Guanyun is not only a violent temper, but also an anxious child.

"Xiao Feng, study hard, although your grandfather Sun has a bad temper, he can barely be called a master of Cantonese cuisine. "Jiang Wei National Road.

Jiang Feng nodded, but he was also a little puzzled, that Sun Jikai in the Treasure Building was not Sun Guanyun's grandson?

Otherwise, how could he come to City A instead of staying in Guangdong Province to guide Sun Jikai's cooking, this will be a competition soon.

Jiang Weiguo used the word reluctantly, but Sun Guanyun did not refute it, and began to pick vegetables and spices.

Cantonese cuisine is different from Shandong cuisine, which has multiple flavors, heavy oil, heavy salt and heavy sugar, more stir-frying, and mainly salty and fresh. Cantonese cuisine pays attention to quality and taste, with many ingredient ingredients and light taste, striving to seek freshness in the clear and beauty in the light.

And the most important thing is that Sun Guanyun is more religious than Jiang Wei.

Sun Guanguan has been a chef in Jubaolou for decades, although he failed to fulfill his father's wish to carry forward Jubaolou and become famous throughout the country, but he did not lose the reputation of Jubaolou during his years as a chef, and also brought out a large number of apprentices.

"Sun Guanyun, I didn't say you, you brought out more than a dozen apprentices, why didn't you teach your two sons?" Jiang Weiguo said.

"Didn't you bring your five sons with you. Sun Guanyun scolded back on the spot, "The children don't want to, can you still hold a knife on their necks? Being a cook depends on talent, my father has 6 sons, and I am the only one who took over the treasure building, do you think everyone is like your family, and the seven brothers are talented." ”

Sun Guanyun was talking, and the movements of his hands did not stop, crushing the spices, mixing them with various seasonings, and mixing them into a small pile of variegated particles for Jiang Feng to smell.

"Tell me what you smelled......"

Jiang Feng: ......

This kind of déjà vu after the entrance exam.

Jiang Feng closed his eyes and concentrated on sniffing: "Nutmeg, cloves, cinnamon, bay leaves, grace...... Grace ......"

"Taste it. ”

Jiang Feng dipped his fingers in a little and tasted it, the taste of various spices and seasonings mixed together was simply sour, and after tasting a little more, he said: "Salt, Sichuan pepper, monosodium glutamate, fennel." ”

Sun Guanyun nodded: "It's okay, but it's not as good as my eldest grandson, Angelica Angelica, fennel and licorice haven't tasted." ”

Sun Guanyun's teaching method is also very simple, don't even think about unique techniques, those are all family heirlooms and apprentices don't teach, and the first thing he taught was the dipping sauce of white-cut chicken.

The method of white cut chicken is very simple, the essence is on the dipping sauce, and if you don't add it, it's white boiled chicken, without any taste. There are many types of sauces, and there are 100 kinds of sauces in 100 shops selling white-cut chicken in Guangdong Province.

From the original four major cuisines to the current eight major cuisines, society is developing, and dishes are also developing with each passing day.

If you want to divide the dipping sauce of white-cut chicken, there are roughly as follows: ginger, garlic and onion seasoning, sand ginger garlic seasoning, scallion oil flavoring, garlic coriander seasoning, garlic sauce seasoning, so many kinds of seasoning, can meet the different tastes of different people.

"I'll mix it for you first, and you can make a sauce that tastes almost the same according to what I matched. Sun Guanyun said.

Jiang Feng nodded.

The five flavors of seasonings are all simple sauce ratios, and no other processing is required, and the demonstration is completed in one minute.

There was no difficulty, after Jiang Feng tasted them one by one, he smoothly prepared a sauce with a similar taste.

"Not bad. Sun Guanyun nodded approvingly, "Now, suppose there is a guest who doesn't eat coriander or ginger, and doesn't like sourness in heavy taste, how do you serve him sauce?"

Jiang Feng: ......

This kind of person eats a hammer and cuts chicken!

*Due to the need for later in this article, it is tentatively stated that the Michelin rating system has not entered the mainland. (Actually, I entered a few years ago)

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