Jiang Feng and Ji Xia's share of the pigeon swallowing swallow swallow he didn't eat a few bites himself, and the rest was all given to Ji Xia.

In all fairness, the dish tastes good, the bird's nest itself has no taste, but it is simmered in the broth to absorb the deliciousness of the broth and the salty aroma of the ham. The whole dish does not need to be seasoned, what you eat is the original taste of the ingredients, the bird's nest is stewed into a translucent pale gold, when eating, you must send the bird's nest, pigeon meat, pigeon skin and together into the mouth, in order to experience the elegance, meat fragrance, fresh and delicious go hand in hand, and the taste of integration.

Pigeon swallows are delicious, but they are limited to A-level deliciousness.

Jiang Feng, who has tasted what can really be called a gluttonous feast and a top-notch delicacy, will not be surprised or surprised by this level of high-end luxury dishes.

He is now more concerned about whether the buff is useful or not.

Wu Minqi didn't react, but Ji Yue reacted a little.

She was distracted.

I was distracted while eating, my hands didn't move, my mouth stopped chewing, and my eyes were dull, and I didn't know that I thought she was still in physics class.

After a long time, Ji Xia had eaten the pigeon swallowing swallows, and Ji Yue suddenly woke up, seeing that if she was not still holding a spoon in her hand, she was afraid that she would shoot the case.

"I thought about it, I finally thought of it, I know how to draw!" Ji Yue exclaimed, and put the unfinished pigeon swallow on the table, and the smoker disappeared.

It's like a student at an art academy.

At this time, Wu Minqi reacted a little, glanced at the back of Ji Yue leaving, and then glanced at the pigeon swallowing swallow that was uneaten on the table, and continued to bow his head and eat his own.

Jiang Feng, who always pays attention to Wu Minqi's movements: ......

Is this useful or useless?

waited until Wu Minqi finished eating his share of pigeon swallowing swallows, and Jiang Feng didn't see whether it had taken effect or not.

If he couldn't see it, he asked directly, Jiang Feng opened his mouth and said, "Qiqi, what do you think?"

"It's delicious. Wu Minqi said.

Jiang Feng looked at Wu Minqi.

Wu Minqi: ?

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Feng: ......

Okay, he's sure, it's useless.

Jiang Feng felt that he had to talk to Wu Minqi.

Although cooking is a bit similar to art to some extent, if you don't go crazy, you can't live, and you can do any strange things when you study dishes. Jiang Feng was also very abnormal when he first wanted to improve the clear soup willow leaf swallow vegetables, he knew that feeling, but he didn't know, and in the end he still didn't know what to do, the feeling of scratching his cheeks and being anxious, he could naturally understand Wu Minqi's abnormal state now.

But his abnormality at that time was torturing others, and it was not him who drank those unpalatable mushroom soups, but Wu Minqi's abnormality was torturing himself.

I didn't sleep at night, squatting in the kitchen and staring at the refrigerator in a daze, the whole person was distracted, absent-minded, neither cooking nor entertainment, and going to work normally.

Such an abnormal pattern is not only impossible to seek a breakthrough, but also not good for the body.

"Kiki, I'd like to spy with you. Jiang Feng said suddenly.

Before Wu Minqi could react, Jiang Feng pulled Wu Minqi out of the back kitchen and walked straight to the convenience store next door.

There are still no customers in the convenience store next door, the air conditioning is sufficient, the convenience store owner is wearing headphones to watch anime as usual, quiet, no one disturbs.

Great for talking about things.

"What's the matter?" Wu Minqi didn't react until she entered the convenience store, and she was in a state of semi-distraction before, and this reaction was not only slow and half-beat, it was the same as drinking fake wine.

"Why do you want to be a copyist?" I don't know why, Jiang Feng felt that his tone and expression were a bit like the mentor of the talent show asking the contestants: Do you have any dreams?

"Huh?" Wu Minqi finally left her state of distraction completely, probably because Jiang Feng's question made her unable to wander anymore, "It's because of ...... Because ......"

Wu Minqi felt that there was an answer on her lips, but she just couldn't say it.

She herself was confused.

"Then what were you thinking about yesterday and today, or what were you looking for?" Jiang Feng then asked.

"I'm looking for that smell. This time, Wu Minqi replied quickly, "I remember the taste, but I can't remember it clearly, at first I thought that as long as I could make it, I would definitely be able to remember, but I made so many things that it was never that taste." ”

"Kiki, let's reorganize. ”

Wu Minqi was sitting precariously, looking at Jiang Feng as if listening to a teacher's lecture.

"You started making breakfast because you wanted to control the spiciness of the dish. ”

Wu Minqi nodded.

"Are you in control?" Jiang Feng asked.

Wu Minqi shook her head: "No, it feels the same as before." ”

"Actually, it's not as good as before, when I didn't come to Peking before, I never thought about putting a little less, is it too much, will the guests not be able to accept it? Wu Minqi sighed.

Jiang Feng also felt this way, he remembered that when Wu Minqi was in City A before, to be precise, when he was working as a day job in a healthy stir-fry restaurant, he burned vegetables and sprinkled peppercorns and chili peppers, which was called heroic, so spicy that A college students wanted to cry without tears but couldn't stop.

It directly boosted Jiang Feng's drink sales.

"And when did you become like this?"

Wu Minqi thought for a long time and shook her head in confusion: "I don't remember." ”

"Then when did you start intentionally controlling the amount of condiments when cooking vegetables?" Jiang Feng asked in a different way.

"Probably...... Maybe after the release of "Knowing Taste". Mr. Xu Cheng said that I have not yet found the tipping point for controlling spiciness, and that my food brings more pain than enjoyment. ”

Jiang Feng nodded, although he knew very well that Wu Minqi had deliberately controlled the amount of condiments long before the release of "Zhiwei", and this pot could not be deducted to Xu Cheng, but at present, he didn't know who should deduct this pot, so he would temporarily give it to Xu Cheng.

"So Kiki now that the context of the matter is very clear, let's assume that you started to control the amount of condiments after the release of "Knowing Taste", and you wanted to practice by making breakfast a few months ago, and the logic of all this is smooth. But that doesn't explain why you're doing red oil copying, you just want to find that tipping point, but what does this tipping point have to do with copying?" Jiang Feng pointed out the problem.

Wu Minqi couldn't answer.

"There has to be a reason, Kiki, you can't just want to do it for no reason, and besides, we don't have any red oil copying here at all, you can't just see it and want to do it. When you used to make breakfast, you were all cold noodles, cold noodles, dumplings, copying hands, pancakes, and all kinds of things, and there must be a reason why you suddenly only outflanked your hands and only did copying hands. Jiang Feng said.

Wu Minqi bit her lip, frowned slightly, and thought for a long time: "I don't know, I feel like I really just thought of it suddenly, and I have such a feeling." ”

"It's just ......" Wu Minqi couldn't say it clearly, "It's just a feeling, I feel like I'm going to be a red oil copyist." ”

"Then do it. Jiang Feng smiled.

"But I feel like I'm ......"

Jiang Feng interrupted Wu Minqi's words: "Qiqi, do you remember the time when I made mushroom soup the year before last?"

Wu Minqi certainly remembers that she also went to a healthy stir-fry restaurant to eat at that time and was also one of the victims.

"At that time, I fell into a misunderstanding, I thought that the mushroom soup was too strong and the overall taste of the dish would be incongruous, so I tried to cover up that taste. I added a lot of things and tried a lot of methods, but I always felt that something was wrong and there was a problem, and I felt that I had a mistake in my thinking, so I made so many unpalatable mushroom soups and sent them as a soup. ”

"Later it turned out that my feeling was right, and my thinking and method were wrong. That dish was supposed to be made with mushroom soup, how could I have tried to cover up the taste of the mushrooms. Kiki, you must trust your feelings, even if the steps are wrong, but the feeling will not be wrong. If you don't even believe in feelings, then I'm afraid there is nothing to believe. Jiang Feng said with an affirmative expression.

Wu Minqi felt that the fog in her heart seemed to have dispersed a little.

There was a light that shone through the layers of fog to the place that was supposed to be bright.

"But Kaede. Wu Minqi was a little entangled, "Don't you feel a little tired of eating red oil every morning?" ”

Jiang Feng: ......

Is it time to wonder if you will get tired of eating red oil?

But as an excellent boyfriend who had seen how Wang Hao chased his ex-girlfriends back then, Jiang Feng knew very well what kind of nonsense to say at such a time.

"Of course not. Jiang Feng said with a smile, "As long as you make it yourself, I won't get tired of eating it for a long time." ”

It's just going to be spicy.

Wu Minqi smiled: "Have you been chatting with Wang Hao a lot lately? I feel that you talk a little like him." ”

Jiang Feng: ......

Just when Jiang Feng was thinking about what to say to resolve the overly greasy nonsense just now, the mobile phone shook and someone sent him a WeChat message, Jiang Feng quickly took out his mobile phone and pretended to check the news in a vain attempt to resolve this embarrassment.

The news was Lu Sheng, and Lu Sheng told him that Peng Changping's apprenticeship banquet was scheduled for 7 o'clock tomorrow night, the largest box in Yongheju that could seat 20 people.

As for why it is a private room for 20 people, because tomorrow's banquet will have 27 dishes.

Yes, 27 dishes, Jiang Feng didn't know if Peng Changping could be busy making so many dishes in one go.

The amount of food is small, and it is estimated that as soon as the dish arrives, the person will be full after tasting it.

Lu Sheng also euphemistically said that because there are too few people and too many dishes, everyone may not be able to finish it at that time. There are too many leftovers on the table, it will seem that Peng Changping's cooking skills are not good, and everyone is embarrassed not to give face, so it is implied that Jiang Feng can bring one or two family members.

It's best to have a girlfriend and an apprentice, and the relationship is very close and you can take them out to the banquet.

Lu Sheng knew that Jiang Feng had an apprentice.

Jiang Feng didn't expect that there would be such a good thing.

However, Peng Changping really can't invite anyone, he doesn't know a few people in China, Zhou Shi is also a social insulator and a friend of Taoshu, and the rest of the people who are relatively close may be those old colleagues in Taifeng Building. But Taifeng Building is going to operate normally, go to a Jiang Feng and go to a Sun Maocai, and then run a few chefs, Taifeng Building can directly close tomorrow night to give employees a big vacation.

Peng Changping even invited Sun Maocai and Han Guishan, and if he diverged his thinking to find someone he knew, he could only invite Chef Arnold.

"Qiqi, Lu Sheng asked me to bring a few more family members with me at dinner tomorrow night, do you want to take this opportunity to rest for half a day and taste Master Peng's craftsmanship?" Jiang Feng asked.

To be able to eat the banquet made by Peng Changping himself, Wu Minqi naturally agreed, how can there be any reason not to agree, even if he has a broken leg, he has to climb over.

"Tomorrow night's banquet is Master Peng's apprenticeship banquet, right?" Wu Minqi asked.

Jiang Feng nodded.

"Time is a little tight, Feng Feng, hurry up and ask Boss Lu what Master Peng likes, let's hurry up today and tomorrow to prepare a gift for Master Peng, and bring it over tomorrow night." ”

"Do you want to prepare a gift?" Jiang Feng was stunned, he didn't prepare a gift when he rubbed the swallow wing seat last time, and no one prepared a gift at that time.

Wu Minqi hated that iron could not become steel: "Of course you have to prepare gifts, tomorrow is Master Peng's apprenticeship banquet, not only to prepare gifts but also to prepare solemn ones, you have to choose carefully." ”

"Hurry up and ask, time is running out!"