This time the fog was unusually long and noisy, Jiang Feng felt that he had been in the house for about 3 or 4 minutes, this time was so long that he was even a little impatient and wanted to reach out to remove the fog but to no avail.

It's noisy.

Very familiar noisy.

Jiang Feng heard a lot of sounds in the fog, footsteps, talking, and object collisions, among which the sound of dishes colliding was very clear, the sound of kitchen knives cutting vegetables, and the sound of stove fire, one after another, fused together.

Jiang Feng was very sure that he should be in a very large and lively kitchen now.

This made Jiang Feng a little puzzled.

In Han Guishan's memory, he once saw the state-run hotel where Jiang Weiming worked, which was quite large, but it was only the size of an ordinary state-owned hotel, not the specifications of a restaurant.

The back kitchen of that state-run hotel should not be able to accommodate so many sounds, Jiang Feng felt that it could make so many different sounds at the same time, and there were so many people's voices and footsteps, and the back kitchen should be a large restaurant with the specifications of Taifeng Building and Yongheju.

The fog finally lifted.

The scene is very familiar.

This is the kitchen of Tai Fung Building, but it is not the current Tai Fung Building, it is the Tai Fung Building a hundred years ago.

It was the Taifeng Building that Jiang Feng had seen in Jiang Huiqin's memory before.

There are a lot of people in the back kitchen, Jiang Feng roughly glanced at it, it is estimated that there are more than 20, plus the stove cabinet except for a machine and miscellaneous sundries, the originally large back kitchen is full and very crowded, and you have to turn sideways or let the people on the side give way.

There are only two places in such a crowded back kitchen that are spacious, one is next to Jiang Chengde and the other is next to Chef Chen.

Both of them were cooking, wearing thick cotton jackets, and their heads were covered with sweat, apparently because the temperature was too high to stay by the stove, and the sweat from the impermeable back kitchen was stuffy. Everybody's busy

At this time, Jiang Chengde was still a middle-aged man, and Master Chen was still in Taifeng Building at this time, Jiang Feng estimated that Jiang Huiqin might not have married Li Mingyi at this time.

Jiang Feng walked through the crowd and walked to Jiang Chengde's side.

Jiang Chengde is beating eggs.

Two chopsticks, a bowl of egg liquid, the chopsticks stir quickly, and the egg liquid is tightly wrapped around the chopsticks as if it has a soul, which is very smooth. There were some things in the pot that Jiang Feng couldn't tell what they were, and they looked like small balls made of several ingredients, and they didn't look good.

Jiang Chengde didn't care about the pot, so he let those small balls fry on the hot oil, and concentrated on beating the eggs himself, as if the bowl of egg liquid in his hand was the most important thing.

"Wei Ming, burn the fire stronger. Jiang Chengde said.

Only then did Jiang Feng notice that the fire-burning boy opposite Jiang Chengde who looked like a miscellaneous boy was actually Jiang Weiming.

Before Jiang Feng could take out the effort to look at Jiang Weiming a few more times, Jiang Chengde moved.

He evenly scattered the beaten egg liquid on the small dough in the pot in an arc like a waterfall, and then quickly picked up the spatula and flipped it, taking advantage of the fact that the egg liquid had not completely touched the oil at the bottom of the pot, so that each small dough was evenly coated with a layer of egg liquid.

It feels like in a few breaths, and each small ball has a thin layer of delicate egg skin.

"Remove all the firewood. Jiang Chengde said.

Jiang Weiming, a fireman, hurriedly drew firewood, and his movements were very fast.

Jiang Chengde took advantage of the residual temperature in the pot to quickly thicken it, making the small balls in the pot look more shiny, and the tender egg skin on the outside also looked extremely appetizing.

I saw Jiang Chengde turn the spoon twice in a row, and each time he turned the spoon, there was a perfect 180-degree big spoon, and the small ball in the pot was stacked on the plate in a very perfect and regular form. The outermost egg skin was not damaged, shiny, and attractive, Jiang Chengde casually grabbed a small handful of white sesame seeds and kneaded them and sprinkled them on the plate for decoration, and left it alone to prepare for the next dish.

Just when Jiang Feng was wondering why the dish was ready and not passed on, the two little people who had been standing at the door and looked like they were doing nothing suddenly rushed to Jiang Chengde's side at a very fast speed, serving the dishes and brushing the pot one by one, their hands and feet were nimble, their movements were fast, and they directly looked at Jiang Feng stupidly in a race against time.

The one in charge of serving the food, the hand is fast and steady, almost in the blink of an eye, put the food into the food box, carry the food box and run out, the most amazing thing is that the food box does not shake greatly when people run, it is very stable.

The other one who cleaned the pot was a little inferior, after all, it was impossible to brush anything new by brushing the pot, but he controlled the time very well.

Jiang Chengde had just decided on the next dish, picked up the ingredients waiting next to him, and his pot was brushed and seamless.

Anyway, Jiang Feng was dumbfounded.

He never thought that a chef could have such a row of noodles.

It's okay to have a person who is specifically responsible for the fire.,Anyway, the one who burns the fire is the son.,In the future, everyone will have a natural stove gas stove and don't need a special fireman.,It doesn't feel like anything.。

But there is one who is responsible for serving dishes, and the other is responsible for brushing the pot, which is a bit scary.

Jiang Feng had never heard of a chef who would specially prepare a pot, which of them would not be used as a pot after frying a dish and rinsing it with water.

This is the row!

Not to mention that there is a special person on the side who is responsible for cutting and matching, but I don't know if the one who cuts and marinates meat is also specialized.

Jiang Feng paid attention to it, and Master Chen on the other side didn't seem to have such a row of noodles, although he also had a special person responsible for serving dishes, but the pot had to be brushed by himself.

But......

Jiang Feng stared at Jiang Chengde and Master Chen for almost half an hour, and during this period, he also went out a lot of dishes, but none of them were dine-in, all of them were delivered with food boxes.

Or is it that at this time, Taifeng upstairs is very compelling, not to be served, you must carry the food box outside.

It's completely dark outside, but it's dark early in winter, and Jiang Feng can't tell what time it is, judging from the busy scene in the kitchen, it should be a meal, anyway, Jiang Chengde and Master Chen haven't stopped from beginning to end, and they have to pant while stir-frying, and they can't stop and breathe alone.

As more and more dishes were fried, the style of the food box became different, and the most important thing was that the little guy who rushed over was different every time, so Jiang Feng began to feel that something was not right.

If he remembers correctly, the boss of Taifeng Building at this time should be the Boss Lu who he saw in his memory before, who was not a good person, nor a big villain. Whether he is a qualified capitalist or not, he is not clear, but he is certainly not a philanthropist.

No matter how good and big the business of a restaurant is, it can't use so many small people who deliver food.

At this time, a certain group and a certain hunger had not yet appeared on the land of the motherland, and Jiang Feng felt that there would be no special takeaway brother responsible for delivering orders.

Jiang Feng glanced at Jiang Chengde.

Jiang Chengde's cooking skills can really be described as miraculous.

He had only seen Jiang Chengde make clear soup and willow leaf swallow vegetables in his memory before, and he hadn't finished it yet. Although the clear soup willow leaf swallow is very difficult, he actually doesn't really see the most difficult part, and there is no room for the clear soup willow leaf vegetable to show off his skills.

Unlike now, stir-frying, turning spoons, and thickening, as long as Jiang Chengde wants him, he can make cooking like a trick, delicious and cool.

Watching him cook is even more exciting than watching ordinary TV series, if it is a child, he can definitely watch Jiang Chengde cook all day on the side, and he can watch it with relish and his eyes don't blink much.

is obviously just a seemingly ordinary middle-aged uncle, but when he was cooking, he saw the effect of Zhang Guanghang's catwalk.

Although Jiang Feng has never seen Zhang Guanghang walk the catwalk.

Jiang Feng hesitated, a little wanting to go outside to see what was going on.

If nothing else, I just want to know why Taifeng Building has so many food delivery guys.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Jiang Chengde seemed to be a little tired, and after making a wonderful dish that Jiang Feng had never seen before, he stopped to rub his wrist.

Then, a scene that was destined to make Jiang Feng unforgettable in his life appeared.

The ordinary young man who was cleaning the cabinet in the corner and looked like a kitchen cleaner suddenly walked up to Jiang Chengde and helped him press his wrists and arms.

Jiang Feng: !!

This is the row of noodles!

What is the cooking with a pot brusher? The cooking with the masseur is the real noodles!

Taking advantage of Jiang Chengde's rest, Jiang Feng walked quickly to the door, tested the distance and found that there was no air wall, and he should be able to walk a little further, so he raised his feet and stepped out.

The door that is open in the back kitchen at this time is the back door, and those little guys also come in through the back door, and the back door does not lead to the restaurant. Jiang Feng's memory of Jiang Huiqin before was a little vague, but he vaguely remembered that if he came in through the back door, it should be a small courtyard outside, even if it was not a small courtyard, there were no buildings, anyway, it was just an open space.

Jiang Feng was ready to step out and not see anything, after all, there were no street lights on the road at this time.

Brightly lit.

The real lights are bright, and it looks like all the lanterns are in full bloom.

The back door was full of people.

Not only were there people, but it was also very noisy, but the back kitchen was also very noisy, so the noise outside was blocked, and Jiang Feng hadn't heard it before.

There was a long queue of people at the back door, and Jiang Feng glanced at it, and there were thirty or forty of them. The one at the front seemed to be in charge, or maybe he was responsible for maintaining discipline, not standing in the line, wearing a thick cotton coat, standing in the cold wind because of the cold hands and feet, his back was very straight, and he was talking to the person in sixth place.

Although it is not dark outside when everyone is holding a lantern, it is definitely not bright, and it is not bright to see someone outside to light the way, but it is a bit of a fool's dream to see the expressions on the faces of those people by the light of these lanterns at waist height.

Jiang Feng took a few steps forward, and only when he was close to his face did he see the expression of the person in charge at the front.

With a smile on his face, he looks like he is open for business.

"Master Hu, you guys hurry up, what time is this, you don't know that our palace is far away from your Taifeng Building. Even if I hurry back after taking the food, it will take half an hour, and if I go back late, the steward will definitely punish me, and if I can't ask for a reward and a good prize in the Chinese New Year's Eve, it will be okay, if I am scolded for no reason. The chubby guy in fifth place, who looked at the clothes and was a little more expensive than the others, complained.

"Steward Qian, look at what you said, I can afford to take care of your Hu Ye, I am just an ordinary housekeeper. Besides, who else can punish you for being in charge of money except the old prince and the old princess, this old prince and the old princess are the most kind people in our Beiping City, how can they punish you for a dish? If I remember correctly, the beginning of spring in April is the 50th birthday of the old princess, and I hope you can say two more good words in front of the old princess, so that this birthday banquet will be held in our Taifeng Building, so that I will walk outside and have light. Hu Ye said with a smile.

Steward Qian looked really anxious: "Don't say these words that you don't have to say to me, the birthday of our old princess must be held in Taifeng Building, and no one knows Master Jiang's craftsmanship in Beijing now." Please go and help me urge me later, these three dishes, if it's too late, it's really too late. ”

"Don't worry, I've already urged you just now, and I'm doing it. This is all in order, can I still not know the time of the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in the royal mansion, you can rest assured, it will definitely not be late. Hu Ye looked affirmative, "Look at how many people are behind you, I told you when I came to order two days ago, Master Jiang is too busy to order Master Chen and other masters, but you still have to order Master Jiang." Master Jiang is just one person and two hands, he is not a god, how can he be so fast, you can rest assured that it will never be late, and it will not delay you. We all know it in our hearts, just to let the old prince and the old princess eat fresh and hot dishes that don't need to be left for too long, so we specially arranged this position for you. Hu Ye comforted and glanced inside.

"Zheng Shilang's family, the dish is almost ready, you come forward and wait. ”

The little guy who was in first place hurriedly put the lantern to the side and waited at the door with a food box.

Jiang Feng was dumbfounded when he looked at the door, and he was dumbfounded.

On the one hand, I think that this Hu Ye is really able to talk and comfort people, he can say such a long list of words without pause, his thinking is clear, and his mouth is fast, the most important thing is that he does not forget to pull business for the restaurant at any time, if Taifeng Lou has such an excellent waiter now, why worry about bad business.

On the one hand, he felt that Jiang Chengde's reputation in Beiping back then might be even greater than he imagined.

In the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, every family has to eat Chinese New Year's Eve dinner at home, and they will definitely not come to the restaurant for dine-in, but so many deliveries are really a bit exaggerated.

Row noodles!

Jiang Feng suddenly felt that the massages in the pot just now were nothing.

This is the prince and the squire, and the TV series dare not shoot like this.

What else is more platoon than the alternating period of the old society and the new society that was just after the end of the feudal dynasty, and the remnants of feudal etiquette and religion, which made countless powerful people bend their waists (of course, the former magnates) and send the small family to wait for the dish with a lantern in the cold wind, and the dish was not opened until the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner?

This is the real line!

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