"Bang bang. ”

Sang Ming suddenly began to applaud.

Different from the weak and slow applause when listening to the leader's speech, Sang Ming can't wait to clap his hands red when he applauds, just like a seal happily slapping his belly in an aquarium.

Sang Ming's applause was just the beginning, he woke up the others, and everyone began to applaud one after another, thunderous applause resounded throughout the kitchen, and those who didn't know thought that the back kitchen of Taifeng Building was holding an exciting mobilization meeting, and in the end, Wu Minqi and Zhang Guanghang even joined in and clapped their hands twice.

It's really exciting.

The lobby staff and handymen present may not be able to see it, but the staff in the back kitchen can see that even Sang Ming, who can't touch the pot with half a bucket of water, Jiang Feng made chicken bean curd today, and he will be able to afford the honorific title of a master in the future.

However, at his age, he is afraid that few people can call this master.

"Brother Feng, you are really amazing, such an awesome chicken bean curd has been made by you. "Sang Ming culture is not enough, and adjectives are not enough to make up.

"Yes, yes, Brother Feng, you are really amazing. The crowd agreed.

The master couldn't scream, and it was still okay to say a word to Brother Feng.

Jiang Feng: ......

It's okay if Master Wang is called, Uncle Jiang, what kind of fun are you going to join in!

Jiang Feng coughed twice in embarrassment and looked at the chicken bean curd in the pot.

This pot is quite a lot, although it can't be a bowl per person, but it's okay for each person to taste it. Everyone has been watching quietly for so long, applauding, cheering and calling Brother Feng, it is estimated that they are not so active in watching concerts on weekdays, Jiang Feng feels that it is really a little unfortunate not to let everyone taste it.

"This, shouldn't we let Grandpa and Third Grandpa taste it before we eat it?" Jiang Feng asked.

"Hmm. Wu Minqi nodded.

"I'll call Master and Uncle!" Jiang Jian immediately stopped this beautiful difference, squeezed out of the crowd at a speed faster than he used to run, and slipped away.

Ji Yue has never eaten chicken bean curd, she has eaten a lot of good things as a veteran employee of Taifeng Building, such as Babao chestnut pigeons, tile altar flower carved chicken, and even Jiang Weiming's golden chicken Mingchun and cannon dolphin She has also tasted. Just because she hadn't eaten chicken bean curd didn't mean that she couldn't see how difficult it was for Jiang Feng to do it just now, and how difficult it was to make it like this.

"Old Zhang, I found out that Jiang Feng is really ...... now This is no longer the case. Ji Yue sighed, "In the past two days, I have seen the comments given by the guests to the yams, and the room manager and I thought that Jiang Feng had learned a lot from Chef Peng in the past few months. Now that I see that this is not just progress, it is simply a washing of the scriptures and marrow, and a rebirth, is Master Peng so powerful?"

"Master Jiang is so powerful, Uncle Jiang is not still like this. Zhang Guanghang whispered, "Master led the door, and the cultivation depends on the individual, mainly relying on Jiang Feng himself." ”

Ji Yue looked at Zhang Guanghang: "How do I think you seem to be happier than Jiang Feng." ”

Although Zhang Guanghang didn't show it on his face, Ji Yue had been in love with him for so long, and he still heard the joy that could not be concealed from his tone.

"Maybe it's helping my master be happy. The corners of Zhang Guanghang's mouth rose, revealing a handsome smile.

On the other side, Jiang Weiming was persuading Jiang Weiguo in the teahouse.

"Little brother, I really don't understand you. You have seen how much Xiao Feng's level has improved these days, and you are obviously very happy in your heart, why are you still always calm, don't you see that Xiao Feng and Jiankang don't dare to talk to you in the past two days? Jiankang is a little avoiding you in the kitchen. ”

"My grandson is still not happy, Lao Jiang, you are a bit too much. The old man who often drank tea with the two old men said at the next table.

"You know what, it's different. Jiang Weiguo said angrily.

"What's the difference, didn't you say before that your grandson's cooking skills were taught by you since childhood? Now that your grandson is out of business, what's not to be happy about, if my grandson is willing to learn painting with me since he was a child, and now he is out of breath, I'm afraid that I can wake up laughing in the middle of the night." The old man said.

Jiang Weiguo: ......

The problem now is that even if his grandson is not taught by him, he is called out by others!

Jiang Weiguo did not speak.

Jiang Weiming took a sip of tea: "Still unhappy?"

Jiang Weiguo was silent, which could be regarded as acquiescence.

"Xiao Feng's cooking skills are taught by you, the foundation is played by you, and the basic skills are also learned from you. Even if he and Master Peng studied for three months to reach his current level, it is you who can make him study for three months to reach his current level. You are the one who leads him on the road and helps him pave the way, you are Xiao Feng's real master, and we are just icing on the cake. ”

"Although Xiao Feng has been practicing clear soup with me these days, if he really encounters a problem, the first person he wants to ask for advice is still you, think about it, when Xiao Feng practiced the dishes in the back kitchen, he didn't ask you for help first, and only when you were not there would he think of me. This is instinct, it's a habit, you can't change it, just like you taught Xiaofeng's cooking skills, this is something that can't be changed. Jiang Weiming felt that he didn't pay as much attention to Jiang hygiene as he is now.

The old man's face looked a little better.

"The clear soup that Xiao Feng made yesterday is already very good, and it is not inferior to me at all, he took me away today, I think most of them want to practice chicken bean curd, and I am afraid that I will lose face in front of you and me if I can't make it. Xiao Feng, this kid has never made chicken bean curd, he said that he learned from Master Peng a few days ago, but I guess he can't do it this time, let's go back and give him another guide later, don't scare him with this face. ”

The old man finally spoke: "Can I still scare him? With his current skills, he can walk sideways in Beiping, I'm just afraid that I can't compare to him, who can scare him." In such a short period of time, it is like starting to make chicken bean curd, and he is not afraid of falling too quickly. ”

"Young people are like this, when I was learning from my father and I didn't just want to start making a full set. It's a good thing to dare to get started, do more and make more mistakes to make fast progress, who learns vegetables is not a lesson learned from failure again and again, Xiaofeng dares to get started, and he is not discouraged if he fails, which is a good thing. ”

"I know. The old man sighed, his expression softened a lot, "I'm just not used to it." ”

The grandson suddenly grew to the level of a teacher, which made him suddenly feel old.

But he is indeed old, although he doesn't want to admit it, but occasionally when he secretly cooks two side dishes for himself at home, he will put more salt because it tastes good.

"Third brother, I understand, I'll pay attention to it later. The old man breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Weiming was about to say something more to comfort his younger brother, but he found that the person looking around at the staircase seemed to be his apprentice.

Jiang Jian also saw Jiang Weiming and Jiang Weiguo.

"Master, uncle!" Jiang Jian ran towards the two, his forehead covered with sweat from the trot just now.

"What's so urgent?" Jiang Weiming thought something had happened to Taifeng Building.

"Brother Feng...... Ah, no, it's Xiao Feng, Xiao Feng made the chicken bean curd, I'll ask you two to taste it. "Jiang Jian can't wait to be authentic.

"Xiao Feng actually made it, little brother, look at what I said, it seems that Xiao Feng, this kid is even better than I imagined. Jiang Weiming said with a smile, not very concerned.

Having made the chicken bean curd and doing it well and having done it to his level are completely different concepts.

Jiang Weiguo: ?

What did you just say?

"No, no, no. Jiang Jian thought that he couldn't express it clearly, "Master, Xiao Feng's chicken bean curd is exactly the same as the real one, no, it's exactly the same as what you did, exactly the same as the one you used to make!"

Jiang Weiming was stunned.

Jiang Weiguo was also stunned.

"Are you saying it again, what is Xiao Feng's chicken bean curd exactly the same as?" Jiang Weiming had already heard it wrong.

"It's exactly the same as what you did before, others don't know it, I don't know, when Xiao Feng's chicken bean curd just came out of the pot, it was exactly the same as what you did at that time!" Jiang Jian felt that he was about to stutter when he said exactly the same.

"Xiao Feng is still waiting for you in the kitchen to come over and try it!"

Jiang Weiming stood up and moved extremely quickly: "Health, you go and take the account first, little brother, we ......"

As soon as Jiang Weiming turned his head, Jiang Weiguo had already left, and in a blink of an eye, all the kung fu people had walked to the staircase.

The kind that goes very quickly.