Peel the lobster, skewer it, sparkling water and beer foam fly together, and chili powder and cumin sauce coexist.

Two glasses of beer were swallowed, and Sun Gongzi, who paid for all the consumption tonight, poured.

Burberry's plaid shirt sticks to the cheap plastic table, and the sleeve is stained with red crayfish soup that is difficult to wash off at first glance, and it only takes two cold beers for Sun Jikai to basically say goodbye to today's supper.

Fortunately, Sun Gongzi took the account in advance, otherwise Ji Ge and Jiang Feng would be a little overwhelmed by the posture of this last book.

I ordered 40 strings of kidneys alone.

Unlike the last time he was drunk and started to scold the whole family, this time Sun Jikai didn't react after he got drunk, crawling on the table and closing his eyes and looking like he was asleep.

Ji Yuezheng was chewing on the roast chicken heart, and when she saw that Sun Jikai's wine suddenly became so good, she was a little unaccustomed to it, and said, "Is he too drunk and poured it directly?"

Jiang Feng swallowed the mutton in his mouth, choked a little and hurriedly took a sip of Coke: "No, I drank two cups like last time, and the second cup was not full." ”

"Maybe he's too tired, he's a little listless when he first arrives. Wu Minqi said, stretching out her hand and pointing at the spicy duck head in front of her that she couldn't reach, "Xia Xia, help me hand over that plate of duck heads." ”

Ji Xia hurriedly put down the crayfish in his hand and handed the duck head to Wu Minqi.

Ji Xue didn't say anything, she and Sun Jikai were not familiar with each other, this time she simply came to have a meal, and when she saw Sun Jikai, she sighed for no reason: "I think he is also quite unlucky." ”

Ji Yue: ?

Ji Yue looked at Sun Jikai's Gucci and Burberry, then looked at her Taobao hot style, recalled the reports she had seen these days, and finally thought about who would pay for today's meal.

"Probably. The expression on Ji Yue's face was a little complicated.

How to put it, she may finally see with her own eyes the living people who have nothing but money.

Everyone suddenly fell silent.

Everything cooled down, even the barbecue on the table, the tin foil box with garlic nails was still steaming, but it felt like it had lost its temperature, and even the unique fireworks and excitement on the barbecue stall became a background sound that could be ignored at any time.

The atmosphere suddenly became so weird, Wu Minqi grabbed the duck's head and gnawed it, Ji Xia quietly swallowed the meat in his mouth and didn't even dare to make a sound, Zhang Guanghang stared at the roasted garlic skewer in his hand as if he was thinking about whether to eat or put it down.

Suddenly, Sun Jikai moved.

He straightened up, and with difficulty half-opened his eyes, his face full of I'm a drunk, and his mouth moved slightly and he muttered something in a very faint voice.

Sun Jikai opened his mouth: "I think ......"

And then it poured again.

All:......

"Looks like I'm really drunk. Jiang Feng sighed.

Zhang Guanghang quickly finished the roasted garlic on the skewer, even if he was a handsome guy eating garlic, he couldn't hide the fact that he was a handsome guy. Zhang Guanghang put down the stick, took a sip of orange juice, and after all the preparations were done, he slowly said, "Do you have any other ideas for tomorrow's food tasting?"

"Huh?" Jiang Feng was directly stunned by his question, and asked rhetorically, "Isn't it Sun Jikai and them to try the dishes tomorrow?"

"I'm not talking about their food tasting, I'm talking about the food tasting at the summer banquet. "Zhang Guang Channel.

Now everyone is interested, and there is one person here, including Ji Xia, who can only do chores in the kitchen every day and occasionally make shortbread, and they are all participants in the summer banquet.

"Midsummer banquet?" Ji Yue took two bites of beef fried noodles into her mouth, "Isn't that the menu and time not yet decided, but we have written the invitation letter, and the news has been released, which is hanging everyone's appetite, just waiting for you to determine the menu after the results of the tasting." ”

"Actually, it's pretty much certain. Wu Minqi continued to nibble on the duck's head, "Jiang Feng's chicken bean curd, the third grandfather's steamed green eel and Baiwei soup, and Grandpa Jiang's Texas grilled chicken, now we can determine the menu by waiting for the results of Master Sun and Master Qiu's food trial, all of which are new dishes that have not been on the menu before, is there any problem?"

The old man of Texas grilled chicken and Jiang Weiming used to cook it when they were in a healthy stir-fry restaurant, but after coming to Beiping, they didn't think about this dish because the two of them didn't cook much.

The midsummer banquet was originally used to rub the sharpness of the restaurant on the top floor to fire the first shot of counterattack, so it was natural to send a strong chef from Taifeng Building. Even if you can't beat Chef Arnold in a heads-up, you will beat him to death in a group fight.

"Don't you have any ideas?" Zhang Guanghang asked.

"Thoughts?" Wu Minqi and Jiang Feng said in unison.

"I think I'm a level ......," Wu Minqi hesitated, "Maybe it's not enough." Moreover, all the dishes on the summer banquet are new dishes, and the dishes I am good at are not qualified, let alone the ones that I have learned. ”

Jiang Feng tasted the meaning of Zhang Guanghang's words: "Old Zhang, do you have some ideas?"

Zhang Guanghang nodded: "After the last time I went to the top-floor restaurant to eat that roast whole chicken, I have always had some ideas, and it just so happened that some results were achieved some time ago, so I want to try it tomorrow when I try the dishes to see if I can serve on the menu of the summer banquet." ”

As soon as Zhang Guanghang's words came out, everyone was shocked.

The translation of his sentence is, I recently created a new delicious dish, and I am very confident, and I am going to make it for you tomorrow to try it and see if I can serve it on the menu of the summer banquet.

Creating your own dishes is probably the ultimate ideal of every chef.

Not to mention self-creation, even if it is an improvement of a classic dish, the result of the improvement is praised by most people is a thing worth bragging about for a lifetime.

Not every free-for-all dish can be called a self-created dish, such as stir-fried tomatoes with bananas, stewed pears with blueberries, and stir-fried dragon fruit with tomatoes, which can only be called dark dishes. To be able to tell others that he has recently come up with a new dish and invite everyone to taste it means that he is very confident in his own dish.

Since the development of cuisine, especially now that the information exchange is frequent and the logistics are fast, the ingredients that were once destined to be difficult to appear on a plate because of the distance between the north and the south can be met with just a phone call, and the cooking methods that can be created have been created.

This is also the reason why Sun Guanyun's cooking skills are not top-notch, but they are recognized as Cantonese masters, and the real masters are either top-notch enough to convince the public, or can surpass their predecessors to innovate.

"Did you get a name for your dish?" Wu Minqi asked.

"Fruity chicken. Zhang Guanghangdao, "The name is not very good, and when it is made tomorrow, I will trouble you to help me come up with a good name." ”

Wu Minqi nodded, thoughtful.

was also interrupted by Zhang Guanghang, and the focus of everyone's chat turned to tomorrow's food tasting, eating, drinking, chatting, and everyone ate all the way to more than twelve o'clock, until the barbecue on the table was swept away, and Ji Xia drank the last sip of Coke and hiccup a carbon dioxide burp full of cumin flavor before it ended.

"Lao Zhang, go back first, Sun Jikai will live upstairs with me, and I'll carry him back." Zhang Guanghang originally wanted to help Sun Jikai resist, but when he heard Jiang Feng say this, he gave up, nodded and drove home.

There were a total of two bottles of beer on this supper, Ji Yue had a bottle of Sun Jikai and a bottle, Zhang Guanghang couldn't drink because he came by car, Ji Yue's amount of alcohol was acceptable, a bottle of beer was undoubtedly the same as usual, and he also helped Jiang Feng drag Sun Jikai into the elevator.

Sun Jikai lives on the 16th floor.

When he dragged it into the elevator, Ji Yue helped, and when he dragged it out, Jiang Feng was the only one. Sun Jikai slept to death, the whole person was dead, and during this time, he stayed at home every day to order takeout and eat Malatang and gained a few pounds. People don't want to resist like express delivery, Jiang Feng dragged Sun Jikai out of the elevator and accidentally kicked him, kicking Sun Jikai awake.

Even if he woke up, he was a drunkard.

"Sun Jikai, Sun Jikai. Jiang Feng patted Sun Jikai, "Are you awake, you will go to take a bath by yourself when you wake up, I will leave first." ”

Sun Jikai was lying on the sofa, his eyes couldn't tell whether they were closed or open, tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes, his mouth opened and closed, and he was muttering silently.

Jiang Feng understood two of the words through his mouth, two words that he understood very well.

Grandfather.

Jiang Feng sighed.

For some reason, he felt that Sun Jikai at this time was a bit like the young old man he had seen in his memory before, he also left his hometown and had the same belief in his heart, but Sun Jikai's start was much better than that of the old man.

He thought of Sun Jikai's classic middle two quotes.

Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully young people into poverty.

I just hope that years later, he will be able to say this again in a new tone.

Jiang Feng put the key on the entrance and left.