Chapter 274: A Long Time Unknown Show Craft

More than a dozen people stood in front of the door of this dilapidated restaurant, talking and laughing loudly as if no one was around, but there was no one in the restaurant who came out to greet them, which shows how bad the business is.

Jiang Feng looked up at the plaque, which said "Qingfeng Pavilion" three big characters, the side of the Qing character is no longer visible, at first glance I thought it was the blue Qingfeng Pavilion, I wanted to come to this restaurant to take the name "Qingfeng Pavilion" The reason is that it is close to the West Lake, and the artistic conception of the breeze is coming.

However, looking at the rather magnificent green buildings opposite, presumably even if the wind blows, it is not a breeze that blows, but there are quite a lot of fat powder.

Such a beautiful weather, and a large number of people at noon, there were no customers in this restaurant, and the shopkeeper on the counter was sleeping there, Jiang Feng and his party walked in in a hurry, but they didn't disturb his sleep.

Zhang Liang walked to the front of the counter and slapped the counter with his hand, and shouted:

"Shopkeeper, come to business, say hello."

The shopkeeper's spirit stood up suddenly, and when he saw so many guests standing in front of him, he wiped his eyes with his hand, maybe he had just woken up and had some foreign objects in the corner of his eyes, but it was also possible that it was rare to see so many guests come to the door during the day, and he thought that he might not see a ghost.

When the guest came to the door, the shopkeeper squeezed out a smile at the corner of his mouth quite unfamiliarly, obviously he hadn't smiled for many days, and hurriedly turned out of the counter, shouting in a loud voice:

"Ah Fa, bastard thing, where did you die, come to the guest, come to the guest."

He said the local dialect of Zhejiang, Jiang Feng and they naturally couldn't understand it, but after listening to him shout, looking at the rustling sound of the floor above his head, falling dust, and then the sound of hurried footsteps, a thin man in his thirties ran down the stairs.

As soon as I showed my head, I saw a lot of guests standing in the house, obviously I felt that I was very surprised that so many people suddenly appeared, and I stumbled and almost fell off the wooden ladder.

The shopkeeper over there looked at the smile on the guest's face, and he was also quite helpless, but his personality was also cheerful, very open-minded, and said self-deprecatingly:

"A few guest officers smiled, this restaurant is me and Ah Fa, on weekdays is to make some meals for the boatmen, now there are no good materials, tea is still OK, if it is a meal, it is really not possible to handle it decently, a few guest officers or move it, sorry!"

Jiang Feng was in a good mood at this time, and he already remembered the things in Huifeng Lou back then, whether it was the shopkeeper Wang or Bao Fatzi, and the old Tang Tou who took his three hundred taels of silver and ran away in a hurry, how did he earn his first pot of gold through the knowledge and sea intestine powder brought by modern times and those modern dishes, of course, the shopkeeper Wang and the old Tang Tou were the last to die without a place to be buried.

Jiang Feng looked at the iron ring in his hand, and thought to himself that after seeing the iron ring in that small iron box, he was really prosperous and wealthy until now, but the glory and wealth in the ring that Zhang Yong, who treated him as if he were a relative, was obviously not the one he already had.

The people around looked at Jiang Feng and fell into deep thought, so naturally they didn't dare to disturb, but Jiang Feng rarely smiled in front of his subordinates on weekdays, and this kind of smiling state was rarely seen by his subordinates now, and it was already a rare expression.

Jiang Feng was stunned for a while, but was shocked by the quietness around him, seeing that everyone was holding their breath for fear of disturbing their appearance, he couldn't help laughing, this shopkeeper is quite real, Jiang Feng looked at it and was also pleasing to the eye, and immediately followed the shopkeeper and said:

"Shopkeeper, we just want to be quiet, and we don't need the materials in your store, just spend some time here."

After speaking, the guards who followed behind were naturally cooked, and took out ten taels of silver ingots and gave them to the shopkeeper, but the shopkeeper was startled by the silver, and said in a loud voice:

"I can't use it, I can't use it."

Zhang Liang gave the order, and three of the guards shouted that Ah Fa to go out together, and the remaining few people followed the shopkeeper to the kitchen to get water and tools and went upstairs to clean up.

The following few people chatted there, Jiang Feng knew that the shopkeeper's surname was Wang, but he was not helping others, this restaurant was his family's ancestral property, his character was lazy, and now the Qinglou is raising its own chefs, and Suzhou and Hangzhou Fengyue are famous all over the country, the service level of this place is also quite superb, naturally it is renovated on the dishes and wines, this Qingfeng Pavilion is located around the most famous Qinglou in Hangzhou, and the guests who come and go are naturally looking for flowers and willows.

can eat in the Qinglou, and it is a good quality meal, so I naturally don't want to go out to Qingfeng Pavilion to consume, as for those painting boats, the painting boats themselves are mobile restaurants, and there is no business to do, but some boatmen on the painting boat and a helper in the Qinglou,

Even those leftovers can't be turned, so I have to go to Qingfeng Pavilion to get some rough food to enjoy, this Wang shopkeeper is supported by this, and the two people named Wang Fa just now maintained.

After a while, the upstairs was already cleaned, Jiang Feng and Zhang Liang and Li Guangtou walked upstairs, and the guards who went outside also walked back, carrying a few fresh fish and various condiments in their hands, as well as a medium-sized charcoal stove and a casserole.

There were no guests upstairs anyway, and the soldiers below brought up all the things in the kitchen, moved the tables and chairs and put the boards and other things in order. Monk Li felt that the official he was with today was really a bit incredible, he was a good hand at marching and fighting, and the fleet at sea was also rising, how could he still cook?

The casserole over there was poured with water and meat bones, and the charcoal stove was put on top of the fine silver charcoal, and the water was baked there after ignition, Jiang Feng held a narrow Mongolian dagger, which was sharpened very sharply, and he was extremely skilled in cutting scales and abdomen there, Jiang Feng rarely used his hands except for occasionally cooking to make his relatives happy.

But he has been practicing martial arts diligently over the years, and the strength in his hands has become more and more mature, and the equipment is also very proficient in the use of equipment, and after a while, the snow-white fish meat has been processed, and then the knife is flying, and the fish fillet is cut as if it is white paper, but the mouth is also non-stop, and there is chanting:

"Put soy sauce, balsamic vinegar, coriander, garlic paste, and set the tables, chairs, dishes and chopsticks for me."

A few soldiers over there were also in a hurry, putting those things on the line, and Monk Li was also confused and didn't know what Jiang Feng was going to do, such a thing as fish belly, they dealt with the Japanese when they were at sea, and the fish belly was actually the practice of cutting fresh fish raw, and now the Japanese way of eating it is sashimi, which is naturally not unfamiliar. I don't know what the bone broth water in the casserole is for.

After a while, seeing that Jiang Feng had already finished processing these things, several plates of white and crystal fish were placed on the table, and the guards over there had all scalded the wine.

Jiang Feng waved at these guards and said:

"Call the shopkeeper downstairs and ask him to slice the fish according to my method, and you can eat it yourself, and leave me alone."

This can be regarded as a holiday for the guards, these people happily called the shopkeeper and the Ah Fa to come up, after all, the shopkeeper Wang and Ah Fa understand some cooking skills, and the business at noon is also light, not to mention that there is fish and wine, so they simply came up to operate there and cleaned up according to Jiang Feng's method.

Jiang Feng and the three of them sat around the table, and Monk Li and Zhang Liang looked at Jiang Feng, waiting for how Jiang Feng would treat these fish fillets and boiling water there, thinking to themselves, if they were going to make fish soup, they wouldn't need such a formation. Jiang Feng picked up chopsticks, picked up a slice of fish and soaked it in the boiling bone broth.

Then I dragged the hot medium-rare fish fillet in soy sauce and balsamic vinegar, then put it in my mouth, chewed it lightly a few times, took the rice wine I bought, and sighed with satisfaction.

Bone broth is a good thing for seasoning, the water quality of West Lake at this time is good, naturally the fish in the lake is also superior, cut into thin slices, blanched in the bone broth for seven minutes, the fresh and tender fish fillets are soaked into the umami of the bone broth, the umami of the fish is more and more out, in the soy sauce and balsamic vinegar in a drag, it is a seasoning.

Put in the mouth, the fresh aroma of the fish itself is completely stimulated, but the seven-minute rare still maintains the elasticity of the fish, after the entrance is really varied, the local rice wine is mellow in taste, remove the fishy smell involved in the fish fillet, it is a wonderful match.

Zhang Liang had long known his master's ability, and he had already taken the chopsticks to imitate Jiang Feng's appearance and ate it, Monk Li took the chopsticks and took a bite of the letter suspiciously, dragged it in the saucer, put it in his mouth, and his eyes suddenly grew incredibly, and then he was busy eating the chopsticks again.

In fact, this is the so-called fish hot pot, the taste of slowly boiling bones is getting stronger and stronger, the umami under the fish fillet is also accumulating more and more, and the fragrance of the casserole is becoming more and more fragrant.

It took Jiang Feng a lot of time to clean up these fish, it was already afternoon, the Qinglou opposite was already open for business, the street by the lake was not too wide, and the aroma of the fish hot pot made by the restaurant here was getting stronger and stronger, and it was gradually drifting away.

Jiang Feng was just about to put a chopstick fish in his mouth, when he suddenly heard a rather rude shout from the Qinglou opposite:

"A few over there, send the one you ate as a portion, hurry up, uncle is hungry!"

The three people sitting at Jiang Feng's table looked at each other in amazement, were silent for a while, and then laughed.