Baiwei Tang Jiang Fengdao drank it once, that is, the time Jiang Weiming made it when he was at Jiang Yong's house before. It is impossible to say that you can really drink the flavors of life from the soup, and it may be that Jiang Feng's realm is not enough, but it is still very delicious to drink.

As for the reduced version of Baiwei soup, the strange flavor soup Jiang Feng drank it more often, and the strange flavor soup was the only dish that Jiang Health could get his hands on in Taifeng Building, as long as Jiang Health made a staff meal, there would definitely be a strange soup.

It was indeed a challenge for a chef with poor talent, who was accustomed to making weird soup, and whose mindset and production methods were fixed on weird soup, to try to make baiwei soup.

He was stuck from the start.

Jiang Jian felt that he was back to when he was a child, when he was memorized by the teacher, he was full of confidence before he was drawn, and he was speechless on the spot after drawing.

Jiang Jian is not like Jiang Feng, he has drunk Baiwei soup for decades, and he couldn't be clearer about how Jiang Weiming is doing. It stands to reason that even if you draw a tiger according to a cat or a gourd, you can draw at least two or three points if you don't draw ten images, but now Jiang Jian can't move the first stroke - he can't choose the ingredients.

"Xiao Feng, I think this ingredient is still too few to be enough. Or... Shall I go to the supermarket to buy some more?" Jiang Jian chose to go to the supermarket to buy some new goods after being entangled for seven or eight minutes.

"Uncle Jiang, how can you pick ingredients for Baiwei soup, don't you just do what you have in this soup!"

"Yes, yes, yes, what to do, what to do. Jiang Jian nodded again and again, and his confidence was entangled again in less than three seconds, "However, the remaining ingredients don't match." ”

"You see, this beef, pork loin, pork belly, onions, cucumbers, tomatoes...... The beef is still marinated, how do you make this soup? Jiang Jian retreated and the drum was banging, so he almost told Jiang Feng that you stand here and don't move, I will go to Yongheju to buy you two dozen lotus leaves and bring them back.

Jiang Feng: ?

Are you looking down on me borscht?

"So it's up to you to pick. Uncle Jiang, you don't have a psychological burden, and it's not a competition assessment, it's just that the third grandfather is hungry and wants to eat something. If you think about it, this baiwei soup not only fills your stomach but also quenches your thirst, and it is not particularly time-consuming to make. If you continue to be so entangled, it is better to go to Yongheju to buy lotus leaf cakes from the beginning, and if you continue to grind like this, the third grandfather should have dinner. Jiang Feng persuaded with kind words, and finally let Jiang Jian start to choose ingredients while struggling.

Jiang Jian took out the marinated beef from the basin, cut it into cubes, put it in a small bowl and added some accessories to marinate it a second time. Then Jiang Jian tangled up between cucumber and tomato for a while, and chose tomatoes. As with the previous beef cut, Jiang cut the tomatoes into diced tomatoes about the size of diced beef.

"Xiao Feng, you can help me marinate the pork belly, then cut it into slices and fry it in the pan, and fry it in oil. Jiang said.

"Okay. Jiang Feng went to wash his hands, picked out a relatively handy knife and began to slice the pork belly carefully.

The pork belly bought by Jiang Jian is a bit fatty, and it is suitable for slicing it into thin slices by simply marinating it and putting it in the pan to fry it fragrantly. It only takes a minute or two for the meat slices to come out, and the fat wrapped in the fat meat comes out along with the fragrance, and a thin layer of lard sticks to the bottom of the pot, highlighting the fat and leanness of this piece of pork belly.

"Uncle Jiang, do you want to take out the pork belly now?" Jiang Feng felt that the heat was almost over, so he asked Jiang Hui, who was blanching the beef.

"You don't need to take it out, just turn down the heat, Xiao Feng, you can help me put that bowl of chopped tomatoes in and stir-fry it together." "Jiang Hygiene is processing beef and can't spare his hands.

Jiang Feng had never seen this kind of operation of stir-fried diced tomatoes with pork belly, but today the commander-in-chief of the kitchen is Jiang Jian, and Jiang Feng, as a small soldier, naturally wanted to listen to the commander, so he did so.

The tomatoes were just poured in and stir-fried twice, and Jiang Jian took the spatula from Jiang Feng's hand, and at the same time poured the blanched diced beef into it and stir-fried it together. After almost every piece of diced beef was shiny on the surface, Jiang Jian poured the onion that had just been cut into foam, stir-fried it a few times and turned the heat to low heat, took out a bottle of tomato sauce that had been used for more than half of it from the cabinet, poured all the remaining tomato sauce into the pot, added water, boiled over high heat and turned to medium heat.

Although it doesn't smell like it, the soup already smells like borscht.

The soup is still in the pot, and Jiang Feng doesn't know what it tastes like. But he looked at Jiang Jian's cooking posture and felt that this pot of soup was already quite a Baiwei soup.

To put it bluntly, Baiwei soup is to follow the feeling, and whether the feeling is right or not depends on the level of the chef.

I just don't know where the inspiration for such a pot of soup made with lard stir-fried beef, tomatoes, onions, and tomato sauce came from.

The soup was boiling in the pot, and Jiang Feng was standing on the side.

"Uncle Jiang, how did you come up with this soup, I've never seen this way. Jiang Feng sighed.

"My wife did this when she was younger, and when I looked at the ingredients, it suddenly came to mind. Jiang said, not idle, and began to wash the cabbage.

"Is it delicious?"

"It's not tasty. ”

Jiang Feng: ?

"But the taste is very special, in fact, I have long forgotten what exactly it was made of, I remember when she used to fry pork belly, fresh beef and tomatoes together, not to mention how strange the taste was, but I remember it for many years. "Being idle is also idle, Jiang Jian simply talked to Jiang Feng about Zhang Li's black history.

"Is it because it's unpalatable?" Jiang Feng felt that this dish must be very dark just thinking about it.

"I don't remember, I don't remember what it tasted like, but I remember that she made this dish. Jiang Jian shook his head, shook the water on the cabbage, and put the cabbage into a clean bowl.

"Don't look at your Grandma Zhang, who usually doesn't like to talk, and doesn't seem to like to deal with people, it's very difficult to get along with, in fact, she is very easy to get along with. She has no other hobbies but loves to eat, and she has been like this since she was young, if it weren't for her love of food, I wouldn't have been able to catch up with her. ”

"Your grandmother Zhang graduated from a secondary school and was an accountant in a textile factory back then, not to mention how decent her job is. If it weren't for the fact that the master in charge of cooking in their textile factory broke his leg and couldn't go to work, I was temporarily sent to the canteen of the textile factory to replace me for a while, and I couldn't talk to your grandma Zhang. ”

"So Grandma Zhang likes you because of your good cooking skills?" Jiang Feng asked.

"No, she liked me because of your third grandfather's good cooking skills. Jiang said.

Jiang Feng: ???

"I didn't even have a formal establishment at that time, at best, I was a temporary worker, and my monthly salary was less than half of your Grandma Zhang, how could she look down on me. At that time, we were not as bold as you are now, not only did we dare to confess in public, but we also dared to confess on TV, and I was bold enough to be able to quietly hand over a letter and stuff a note at that time. Jiang Jian said this, it was excited, and his eyebrows danced.

Probably everyone who is older likes to tell their juniors about the past, especially in terms of emotions and achievements.

"Didn't I go to the kitchen of their textile factory to help during that time? I not only have to help cook, sometimes someone has to help go to the window to cook or something, I just saw your grandma Zhang when I was cooking. One of our two families is in the east of the city and the other is in the west of the city, so how can we meet each other. Jiang Jian digressed as he spoke, "I was shy at that time, and I didn't even dare to hand over a note if I wasn't from their textile factory." Then I came up with a way to bring her breakfast. ”

"But I didn't have the money to buy meat buns at that time, so I gave her the vegetable buns that your third grandfather left for me in the morning. ”

"And then it became?" Jiang Feng couldn't believe it, Jiang Jian actually deceived his wife with a few vegetable buns.

"Of course it is, when you Zhang Grandma Zhang, I thought I made the buns. ”

"But later, Grandma Zhang didn't know that you didn't make the buns. Jiang Feng said.

Jiang Jian had an expression that you don't understand: "What does it matter." Your third grandfather will leave me food for every meal, and your grandma Zhang and I bring a lunch box every time we go on a date, and she eats mine and I eat hers. Later, after talking for a long time, your third grandfather also knew her, if she made something good, such as meat buns, cabbage and pork dumplings, and other things, she would deliberately leave a little for her. ”

Jiang Feng seemed to understand why when he went to Jiang Jian's house for the first time, Zhang Li was able to stay in the room so naturally when he didn't call her, and as soon as the meal was opened, he automatically walked to the living room to serve a bowl to eat.

It turned out to be used to it.

"What's the matter with that fried beef and pork belly fried with tomatoes that grandma cooked?" After listening to Jiang Jian talk for so long, Jiang Feng suddenly reacted that the two of them had already digressed.

Originally, I wanted to talk about inspiration, but in the end, we talked about love.

"Well, doesn't your Grandma Zhang like to eat it? But she won't do it. Usually at home, I will cook a noodle, cook a meal, and at most get a cucumber, and let her turn on the fire to stir-fry, he will not be able to do it. Jiang Jian explained, "It may be a little better now, and when I was young, I couldn't even fry cabbage." ”

"But I'm a cook myself, so it doesn't matter if she cooks or not. Jiang Jian lifted the lid of the pot and glanced at the soup in the pot, and turned down the heat a little.

"She cooked that dish when she was pregnant, and I remember that she was about to give birth at that time, and she took maternity leave to stay at home. Your third grandfather and the other chefs in the state-run restaurant considered that your grandmother Zhang was about to give birth at that time and needed to eat some good nutrition, so they scraped together some beef and pork belly and asked me to take them back and cook two good meals for her. ”

"At that time, the meat was so expensive, and there was no refrigerator at home in the summer, so we couldn't put fresh meat at all, so we were reluctant to burn it all at once, so we fried it a little bit every day and ate it little by little. As a result, when there was still the last bit left, the next county was going to hold a banquet, and Master took me with me, and I forgot the meat at home in a hurry and left directly. ”

"And then?" Jiang Feng asked.

"Then your grandma Zhang can't help it, I can't go home outside, although she can't cook, but she can't watch the meat stink at home, so she burns the two pieces of meat together. Jiang said.

"Then why are there still tomatoes?" Jiang Feng was puzzled.

"When I used to cook meat, I used to mix meat and vegetables together, so she followed my example, so she took two tomatoes and cooked them with meat. Speaking of this, Jiang Jian couldn't help but laugh.

"Why don't you always say that a woman is stupid for three years when she is pregnant, she is usually a shrewd person, and her brain becomes dull when she is pregnant. At that time, I followed Master to the next county for three days, and when I came home, I hadn't finished eating. She was reluctant to finish eating by herself, so she deliberately left a small half plate for me. She was afraid that the food would be spoiled, so she warmed it up every few hours, and even got up from time to time at night to put the food on the stove to heat it, and she didn't sleep well for several days. ”

"Although the dish tasted bad, it was not unpalatable at all. Jiang Jian's eyes were full of smiles.

Jiang Feng immediately understood why Jiang Jian could see these ingredients, and thought of the strange dish that Zhang Li had made for him.

If a person can eat such a dish in his life, how can he forget it.

As he spoke, it was time for the strange soup to come out of the pot.

The soup in the pot has completely changed to the color of tomato soup, but it smells more than just tomato, all in all, it is weird.

But after Jiang Feng listened to the story Jiang Jian told him, he felt that the smell was not so strange.

Jiang Jian put the cabbage that had been washed before into the hot soup and scalded it, turned off the heat after a few minutes, and the soup was ready.

"Ding, congratulations to the player for obtaining the recipe for ginger hygiene: Baiwei soup. ”

"Alas, how did I make this soup, I just don't know if this soup tastes good or not, and I don't know if the beef is cooked, Xiaofeng, do you want to help me taste it first?"

"Okay. Jiang Feng went to find a bowl briskly, filled himself with a small half spoonful of Baiwei soup that looked like borscht, and blew it.

"Uncle Jiang, don't worry, I think the soup you made today must be very delicious. Jiang Feng said with a smile.