During the lunch meal, Jiang Feng keenly sensed that something was wrong with Wang Hao.

He was too silent, and he didn't blow a rainbow fart in the face of Jiang Jiankang's pickled fried rice.

How could anyone in this world refuse to succumb to Ji Yue's mother's pickles?!

"Haozi, Haozi. Jiang Feng took his share of pickled vegetable fried rice and bumped Wang Hao with his elbow.

During the National Day, the store was too busy, the chef in charge of today's staff dishes had no intention of cooking, and the people who ate had no intention of eating.

"Huh?" Wang Hao came back to his senses.

"What are you thinking?" Jiang Feng asked, "I'm restless." ”

"I'm thinking about the plot. Wang Hao's face was serious.

"Plot?"

"Brother Feng, let me tell you, you see, there is such a dish, when a person eats it, he will be sucked away from all his happiness, leaving only sadness and pain, so people who eat this dish can't help but cry loudly when they eat it. But this dish itself has a special magic, just like a poppy, knowing that it is poisonous, but it can't help but eat it, so the people who eat it will become thinner and thinner, describe it as withered, and finally die slowly. ”

"The villain tries to rule the world with such a dish, but our protagonist, the villain's friend, discovers his plot, and the game between the two begins, and a story of redemption and justice begins. ”

Jiang Feng: ......

"Is this dish called Li Hongzhang's chowder?"

"That's it, eh, no, Brother Feng, I didn't mean that, don't. Brother Feng, we are all so familiar, you will see you if you take this again, who is with whom, put down the rolling pin, we have something to discuss, I just want to think that this dish does not have to be called Li Hongzhang chowder, it can be called Liu Hongzhang chowder, no, no, no, it is called chowder. Brother Feng, Brother Feng, don't ......"

"Brother Feng spares his life!"

"The dog thief watches the cane!"

Jiang Jiankang, who watched everything: ......

Hey, the older my son is, the more worry-free he is, he is still like a child when he is so old, and he runs to play with his friends without finishing this meal.

Jiang Jiankang silently picked up the pickled fried rice that Jiang Feng had just put down, and decided to help his son finish the meal.

What a good father he is!

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In the next few days, Wang Hao stayed in the 17 box as a temporary waiter, standing at the door of the box every day to conceive the plot, occasionally serving dishes, eating at a fixed point and leaving, the days were very leisurely, so leisurely that he had the terrible idea of staying in the restaurant of Brother Feng's house as a waiter. Wang Hao also figured out the special dishes of Taifeng Building by the way, which laid a solid foundation for this meal in the future.

Jiang Jian's wife, son, daughter-in-law and grandson all went to Peking to see him, Jiang Weiming gave him a National Day holiday to let him take his family out to have a good time, and he picked up the spatula and changed from a random drop to a fixed drop during the National Day.

The third brother has all been fixed to drop, Jiang Weiguo naturally can't drop randomly, and joined the team with fixed drops. Diners saw that the two chefs who were absent on the ordering system all the year round suddenly went online, and their eyes were straight every day, and they couldn't wait to sleep in Taifeng Building with their futons.

Expensive, you say?

Let's all come to Taifeng Building for dinner, not bad for this money!

You said how long you waited?

What we have is time, and during the National Day period, there is not much other time, isn't it just more than an hour? We can afford to wait, even from morning to evening!

Even if Jiang Weiming can't cook a few dishes a day, twenty dishes are at the top, and they are all relatively easy dishes that only test his skills. For example, most diners are willing to wait for two minutes from the beginning to the end.

If you can't wait for the first day, you can wait for the second day.

Throughout the National Day period, Tai Fung Building's business was as hot as the canteen at the beginning of the A University - only 3 of the 9 canteens were opened, and 2 of them were very unpalatable, and Tai Fung Building was the remaining canteen.

In this regard, on the first day of the National Day, a series of white case dim sum was launched, ready to make the eight-treasure porridge a shame, and in one fell swoop became the most dazzling restaurant in Beiping City during the entire National Day, Ling Guangzhao said:

What about my customers? Where have all my customers gone? Which store robbed my customers???

On October 7, the last day of the National Day holiday, the passenger flow of Taifeng Building did not decrease but increased, and Jiang Jian also ended the vacation ahead of schedule and returned to work in the back kitchen.

Jiang Jianjian's wife, son, daughter-in-law and grandson booked a plane this afternoon, and the four of them decided to have dinner at Taifeng Building at noon today and be Jiang Jianjian's guests.

At the strong request of Jiang Pan, Jiang Jian's grandson, Ji Yue arranged a four-person table for them closest to the food window. Although Jiang Pan can't see the ginger hygiene in the back kitchen, he can peek into the back kitchen through this small window.

"Grandma, is grandpa cooking for us inside?" Jiang Pan, who was in elementary school, sat on the chair very restlessly, always wanting to run to the small window to see his grandfather inside through the window.

"Grandpa is cooking for others, let's not eat your grandfather's dishes today, eat your grandfather's master's dishes. Zhang Li pressed Jiang Pan on the chair and didn't give him a chance to abscond.

"Mom, this Master Jiang is almost 100 years old, isn't he? Why is he still cooking?" Jiang Chao, Jiang Jian's son, was a little puzzled.

"Your dad is in his sixties and still ran away from home. Zhang Li sneered.

Jiang Chao: ......

Zhang Li suddenly smiled: "Do you think your father has such a poor talent, why did Master Jiang take him as an apprentice in the first place? Master Jiang was one of the top chefs in the provincial city back then, and any leaders and foreign guests came over to ask Master Jiang to take charge of the spoon." He can take a fancy to your dad, but he also likes your dad and really likes to cook. ”

"But Dad, he ......" Jiang Chao came to Beiping this time to persuade Jiang Jian to go home, in his opinion, cooking is a hard industry, Jiang Jian is sixty-three years old, why bother to go all the way to the Li family to suffer this crime.

If you want to cook, you can also cook at home, and he and his wife can also eat more if they work hard.

It's a pity that Jiang Chao has never found a chance to speak when he sees that Jiang Jian is so happy these days.

He was about to leave in the afternoon, and Jiang Chao was going to talk to Jiang Jian about it after eating at noon.

"Are you trying to say that your dad is old and let him stop tossing around?" Zhang Li looked at Jiang Chao, she knew very well what her own son was thinking, although she usually didn't like to talk, but many things were still clear.

"I don't mean that, the main thing is that Dad, he doesn't have to, if you want to cook, you have to go to Beiping. How tiring it is to be a chef, it's not easy to be hot in summer and not easy in winter, the smoke is still heavy and the meals are irregular, I'm also worried about his body, how can he be like when he was young when he is old now. What Jiang Chao said is not unreasonable.

Zhang Li looked far away: "It's not that you don't know what your father has been wanting all these years, he followed Master Jiang in a state-run restaurant in the early years, and the starting point is not much higher than that of ordinary chefs." Later, the state-run hotel closed down, and Chef Jiang found your father a job as a chef in an ordinary restaurant, although he was a chef, but your father always wanted to go to a big hotel restaurant, even if he couldn't be a chef and a small worker. ”

"Your father has no talent, and he is unwilling to do nothing all his life, he always wants to make a name for himself and be worthy of the identity of Master Jiang's apprentice. I know that your dad has always had regrets, so I never said anything about him making this and that all day long in the past few years, and I didn't say anything when he ran away from home and came to Beiping. At first, I thought that he would come back if he hit a wall, but I didn't expect your father to be lucky, this restaurant was opened by Master Jiang's brother's family, and he stayed through the back door. ”

Zhang Li took a sip of water: "Since your father has this luck, this is also his fate, and he has grasped the opportunity when it comes, why do you want him to go back." You've seen it these days, is your dad tired, is he not in good health? I think he's doing well, even better than he did in the past few years at home. He is just an idle person, anyway, Master Jiang is also here, your grandparents can't stop him, as long as Master Jiang can cure him, your father listens to Master Jiang the most. ”

"Cub, you can relax, your mother and I don't have to worry about what you have to worry about every day. ”

Jiang Jian's daughter-in-law nodded in agreement.

Zhang Lidu said this, Jiang Chao still didn't give up the idea of letting Jiang Jian go home, and made up his mind to talk to Jiang Jian about it later.

Jiang Pan tilted his head and listened to his grandmother and father say a bunch of things that he basically didn't understand, and when he saw that Zhang Li finished speaking, he couldn't wait to say: "Grandma, grandma, why doesn't grandpa cook for me?"

"Your grandfather's cooking is not as delicious as your grandfather's master's. Zhang Li said.

"Why is grandpa's cooking not as delicious as grandpa's master's?" Jiang Pan was a little puzzled.

"Your grandfather's cooking skills were all taught by your grandfather's master, and of course your grandfather is not as good as his master's cooking skills. Zhang Li said.

"Then isn't grandpa's cooking always inferior to grandpa's master?" Jiang Pan then asked.

Jiang Chao smiled, and just wanted to say yes, but was intercepted by Zhang Li.

"Not necessarily. Zhang Li poured Jiang Pan a glass of water and asked him to drink it, "You are not as tall as your father now, because your father is older than you, and you may grow taller than your father in the future." Your grandfather's master is 99 years old, your grandfather is only 63 years old, and your grandfather's master is still cooking, cooking more than 30 years more than your grandfather. Maybe by the time your grandfather is in his nineties, your grandfather's cooking skills will be higher than your grandfather's master. ”

"Mom, look at what you said, can this be the same?" Jiang Chao smiled.

Zhang Li glanced at him and said, "How is it different? When you reach your sixties, you can still love work like your father, and then say that your father can't do it, and the days will be long in the future, why don't you know that your father can't do it?"

"I ......"

"Grandma, Dad, it's Grandpa!" Jiang Pan interrupted Jiang Chao's words.

Jiang Jian was holding the strange soup, putting the soup in the food window, seeing that Jiang Pan was waving excitedly at himself, he also bent down happily and waved at Jiang Pan.

Jiang Jiankang happened to be on the edge of the food window, and when he saw Jiang Jian bending over and waving outside, he also bent down to take a look, and saw Jiang Pan, who was very excited.

"Brother Jiang, this is your grandson, he looks so cute. Jiang Jiankang boasted, and glanced at the strange soup made by Jiang Jian again, only to feel that this soup seemed to be a little different from usual.

"This grandson is here but it's different from usual, your soup is a little different from usual. ”

"I think so too, when I make soup today, I am very happy when I think that it was made for my wife and them. You say that this person is strange, I didn't feel very happy when I cooked for them every day when I was at home, but I didn't cook for them for a while, and my heart was beautiful when I sprinkled salt. Jiang Yile said, "This soup is not the same as the original, as the old saying goes, it is really good, people are in good spirits when they are happy." ”

"I'm like this too, my dad used to live in the countryside and didn't live with us, and when we met during the New Year's holidays, it was a joy to meet, and the meals were more fragrant than usual!" Jiang Jiankang was deeply touched.

You can eat three more bowls of food than usual when you eat your father's own cooking!

"Hygiene, bring the marinated chicken. Jiang Weiming began to call people.

"Okay, Master!" Jiang Yi happily went to work, and before leaving, he didn't forget to lower his head and wave to Jiang Pan.

The waiter brought the strange soup to Zhang Li's table.

"Strange soup, please use it slowly. ”

Jiang Chao leaned in to take a look at it and said, "Isn't this Dad's specialty dish Baiwei Soup? ”

"Baiwei soup, that's Master Jiang's specialty, how dare your father get an axe. Zhang Li was also unceremonious when she buried ginger and began to help everyone scoop the soup.

A bowl for a son, a bowl for a daughter-in-law, half a bowl for a grandson, and finally himself.

"Dad's soup looks much stronger than before, it seems that Dad's cooking skills have improved a lot during this time. Jiang Jian's daughter-in-law boasted.

"What can you see in a bowl of soup? Maybe it was Master Jiang who instructed him and changed the ingredients, so it looked different. Zhang Li said, scooping up a spoonful of soup.

The soup is rich in ingredients, including seasonal vegetables, shredded pork and minced meat, and it makes you feel honest just by looking at it.

Entrance.

Zhang Li was stunned.

She and Jiang Jian have been married for so many years, Jiang Jian has been drinking strange soup since she started to drink, and she has been drinking it until Jiang Jian ran away from home some time ago, and she knows very well what Jiang Jian's strange soup tastes like.

Not this taste.

Or rather, not how it feels.

This strange soup is much stronger than before, and it even has a bit of Jiang Weiming's Baiwei soup.

Jiang Weiming's Baiwei soup Zhang Li has drunk it and admires it very much. A bowl of soup has five flavors, sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty, there are no fixed ingredients, it all depends on the chef's collocation and craftsmanship, and all the flavors of life are in a bowl of soup, so it is called Baiwei soup.

Ginger can only be called soup.

Zhang Li drank a bowl of soup carefully, scooped and ate every ingredient in it with a spoon, and did not let go of the green onions for garnish. When one bowl is finished, another bowl is to be scooped.

Jiang Chao hadn't drunk the soup yet, and when he saw that Zhang Li hadn't drunk enough bowls, he had to drink another bowl and hurriedly said, "Mom, this Baiwei...... No, the weird soup is full of ingredients, if you want to drink it, wait until you are done eating. Otherwise, if you drink two bowls of soup in a row, you won't be able to eat when the food comes, and you should be hungry in the middle of the afternoon. ”

"You taste it. Zhang Li said.

"Taste what?"

"Try the soup your dad made, and you'll know when you taste it. ”

Jiang Chao picked up the bowl a little confused, took a sip, and was stunned.

Did his dad get the hang of it?

His father has not been enlightened in cooking for so many years, and now at the age of 63, everyone has retired and actually opened his mind!

Jiang Chao couldn't believe his tongue and took another big sip.

It's different, it's really different, the taste is still the same as before, but the feeling is different.

Jiang Chao doesn't surf the Internet much, and he didn't listen very carefully when he was in Chinese class, and he couldn't even find an adjective for a while, and he couldn't say it, but he just thought that this bowl of weird soup was delicious.

Delicious!

It's delicious to drink.

I've had a bowl and want to have another bowl.

Unconsciously, a bowl of strange soup went down, and even the ingredients in it were scooped with a spoon and eaten carefully as when Zhang Li drank it.

"Mom, this bowl of soup ......" Jiang Chao didn't know what to say.

"I said, your father's luck is coming, don't hinder your father as a son. Zhang Li smiled.

Jiang Chao nodded, picked up Zhang Li's bowl and helped her scoop the soup.

Zhang Li looked at Jiang Pan, saw that he was scooping the soup with a spoon and didn't drink it, and said, "Panpan, hurry up and soup, the soup your grandfather made today is better than the original, you will definitely like it." ”

Zhang Li and the four of them didn't leave after eating, just sat in place and waited for Jiang Jian to get off work. Their location is not only close to the food delivery window, but also close to the door of the back kitchen, Jiang Jian can see them at the first glance as soon as he comes out.

Jiang Pan was sleepy when he was full, and when Jiang Pan came out after Jiang was busy, Jiang Pan was already leaning on Zhang Li's arms, and his little head was dozing off little by little.

Jiang Jian had just finished sweating, and wanted to talk to Zhang Li and them, but he felt that his stinky sweat was not very good, so he was ready to go to the dressing room to change clothes.

"Okay, you've been a cook for so many years, when didn't you sweat, I didn't see you pay attention to it before, but now you are more sophisticated. Pan Pan is about to fall asleep, we are also going to catch a plane, Xiao Chao has something to say to you, we should leave after speaking. Zhang Li hugged Jiang Pan and said.

Jiang Jian looked at Jiang Chao.

"Dad, that, today's soup is delicious. Jiang Chao said.

Jiang Jian suddenly smiled: "It's delicious! I also think that my soup today is very good, when I make soup, as long as I think that it is made for you, I am very happy, and my hands are very smooth." ”

"We'll come to see you on New Year's Day, you pay more attention to your body here by yourself, don't get tired. Jiang Chao said.

"Don't worry, I'm all right here, but you, I don't cook for you at home, I don't know your ......" Jiang Jian began to babble about the old father's words.

Jiang Weiming and Jiang Weiguo stood at the door of the back kitchen, watching Jiang Jian's eyebrows flutter happily, his mouth kept talking, and he shook his head with a helpless smile.

"My apprentice, the older he gets, the more like a child. Jiang Weiming said helplessly.

"Isn't that little rabbit cub in my family the same, especially Jiankang, who screams at Xiao Feng'er every day, and doesn't say anything about the standard. Jiang Weiguo said, "But I think the strange soup made today is a little different from the original." ”

"It's different. Jiang Weiming said with a smile.

The five flavors of life, sweet and sour, bitter, spicy and salty, ginger hygiene has already understood the first taste.

It is also an extremely important taste - sweetness.

If he can understand the two flavors, he can make this Baiwei soup.