Looking at the three Japanese star-level chefs who were eating exaggeratedly, Jiang Yunfeng smiled. It seems that he still underestimated the ability of Qishan Zhenzi to conquer the taste buds, and when the three empty plates were put in front of him again, he could only helplessly show the pan to everyone, and said with a wry smile, "I didn't expect the predecessors to be so able to eat, and the sauce is gone." The ground meat is gone, but there are still some other ingredients left, so I'll cook the spaghetti box. Do Dowray's"

"That's not in a hurry! I haven't eaten yet," Kadozaki slapped the table dissatisfied. Kikuchi Yuanguo sat quietly, his eyes full of anticipation. Fuyumi Mizuhara left the kitchen. "Okay, wait a minute!" Ignite the fire from the stove and boil the noodle pot quickly. After Jiang Yunfeng blanched the washed green vegetables, he opened another package of pasta, poured it all in, and set the cooking time. Pat the garlic cloves with your free hands, chop the shallots into minced pieces and set them aside. In a small bowl, mix balsamic vinegar, soy sauce, salt, and sesame oil into a sauce that will be poured over the noodles for a while. The time was just right, and the timer for cooking noodles sounded. Jiang Yunfeng, who had been waiting for this moment for a long time, quickly transferred the pasta from the hot soup pot to the ice water basin, and kept breaking it up and stirring it with chopsticks. Trying to get enough of each pasta stick, pinch one and taste it just right, then replace the noodle pot with a pan with plenty of olive oil and let it heat over the fire. This time the plate began to be arranged, and Jiang Yunfeng spread the pasta on the plate very casually this time, instead of building it high. Sprinkle the noodles with minced garlic, shallots, blanched baby greens, and the remaining minced ginger. Drizzle a few teaspoons of sauce and sprinkle with dried paprika. Then Jiang Yunfeng brought the three plates of noodles back to the table first.

"That's it? Looks like it's not delicious. Kikuchien looked at the noodles in front of him, and the combination and aroma of the vegetables did not arouse his appetite at all. Kadozaki was uncharacteristically and said seriously, "It shouldn't be finished yet, and it seems that an important link is missing." ”

"Of course! The oil hasn't been heated yet. Suwon seniors quickly sat down, and you can eat it right away! Jiang Yunfeng picked up the pan with his left hand, scooped up the olive oil that had been heated to the point of green smoke in the pot with a soup spoon in his right hand, and poured it directly on the pasta. Zizizi!! "A spoonful of hot oil was poured on it, and the noodles that were not favored were changed in an instant. The aroma of garlic, green onion, and ginger blended with the aroma of dried chili powder, which made the three Yuanyue seniors swallow their saliva unconsciously.

"I want to mix well before eating, so that the taste will be better. So! Please enjoy it, the condensed version of 'Yamaba Spicy Noodles'!! ”

Before Jiang Yunfeng finished speaking, the three of them couldn't wait to mix and eat. The pasta entrance is different from the previous Qishan Zangzi pasta, although it is both sour and spicy, but the ratio of sour and spicy is completely different. The chili oil first ignited a flame from the mouth to the stomach, and was then doused with vinegar and soy sauce, but the aroma of garlic in the aftertaste rekindled the raging fire and burned to the heart. After eating the last bite, Kikuchi Yuanguo hiccuped uncontrollably when he was satisfied, and immediately covered his small mouth with both hands, and his pretty face was flushed. Fortunately, Kadozaki and Mizuhara Fuyumi also hiccuped one after another after eating, so the scene was not so embarrassing.

"Great combination! The second dish is served with hot oil, but the ingredients are a little small, but if you add the Spanish Iberian ham cubes, I think the flavor will be even more layered. Kadozaki crossed his hands and said what he thought. Kikuchi Enguo nodded in agreement, and continued, "Actually, you can add some sage and black pepper to complete the flavor, and then add bacon or sausage to make this pasta even better." ”

"Because of the simplicity of the ingredients, the three seniors might as well try to create dishes that can be modified according to their own wishes in their own restaurants and see how the diners respond." Jiang Yunfeng washed the three plates and the fork for eating noodles in the sink and put them where they had been.

"That's a good idea, I'll try it when I go back!"

Fuyumi Mizuhara put a bulging envelope and a notebook on the table, and said calmly, "There are 500,000 yen here, and you can use it to buy the ingredients needed for the school festival first." Today's preliminary calculation has passed, this notebook is my cooking notes when I studied in Italy, you don't need to help these days, read this notebook and then come to help cook. ”

"But is there only one left, can Suwon seniors withstand it?" Jiang Yunfeng, who had studied at Kojiro Shinomiya's branch, knew very well what kind of grand occasion it would be at the restaurants of star chefs such as Shinomiya and Suwon every night.

"Rest assured, it's just one less sous chef who is responsible for making pizza and desserts, and there are other people in the kitchen." Kadozaki said disdainfully, "It's you, hurry up and go back to read this notebook, and you will come back after removing the threads first, otherwise your head will be wrapped in gauze, and the smell of disinfectant will only affect the mood of the guests!" ”

“。。。。。 All right.. ”

After cleaning up the kitchen, Jiang Yunfeng said goodbye to Fuyumi Mizuhara and left the Italian restaurant Ristorante F. According to the mobile phone map navigation, riding the motorcycle of Kohei Chuangzhen to a large-scale domestic supermarket. I walked through all the shelves and didn't find the ingredients necessary for making school festival dishes. Jiang Yunfeng's strange behavior of looking east and west was photographed by the surveillance, which attracted the attention of the supermarket staff. "Guest, how can we help you?" The boss received a notification from the employee and came to check it out. He found a young man in uniform with gauze wrapped around his head squatting on the ground picking dried tempeh, so he stepped forward to ask.

When Jiang Yunfeng heard the inquiry, he looked up and smiled, and replied in Chinese, "It's nothing, I'm just looking for important materials necessary for the collection." Pick up the bottle of dried tempeh that you selected, put all the others back in place, get up and ask, "Boss, can you buy it on your behalf?" ”

Seeing that Jiang Yunfeng could speak Chinese, the supermarket owner changed his professional smile, patted Jiang Yunfeng's shoulder sincerely and enthusiastically, and played the package ticket: "Everyone is Chinese, young man, what do you want to buy, just say it!" As long as it's not illegal, Uncle can get it for you! ”

"That's a good feeling! I'll write it down now, do you have a paper? ”

"Let's go. Come with me to the counter, there's paper. ”

The two came to the counter, Jiang Yunfeng picked up the pen and brushed on the sticky notes to write down several important raw materials that were directly and urgently needed. The supermarket owner is worthy of being a person who deals with daily department stores all year round, and when he picked up the note, he knew what Jiang Yunfeng was going to buy these things for, his brows couldn't help frowning, and his tone was slightly embarrassed, "Young man, are you planning to make stinky tofu, why don't you just boil the brine?" It doesn't taste right to replace these things. ”

"I also know this problem, but the time does not allow me to start from scratch, so I can only use these to make semi-finished brine fermented tofu." Jiang Yunfeng looked at the boss expectantly, "How is it?" Difficult? ”

"These things stink, and the customs are having a hard time... Before the supermarket owner finished speaking, Jiang Yunfeng put 400,000 yen on the table, "Young man. . . It's not a matter of money, it's really hard to bring these things in... ”

Seeing that Xiaozhi's profit was not enough to shake the boss, Jiang Yunfeng decided to move with emotion, and said, "Uncle, I am a freshman who came to study in Yuanyue, and I hope to stand out at this car school festival, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, I beg you." Look! In search of these raw materials, I had a car accident just a few days ago... After speaking, he didn't forget to point to his head.

"Good! For the sake of the compatriots who won glory for our motherland in the far moon, uncle and I will return to China overnight tonight! The boss said that Ling Ran was righteous, and the movements in his hands were not ambiguous at all, and in Jiang Yunfeng's contemptuous gaze, he put the 400,000 yen into his pocket with a single stroke, "But, young man, many of the things you want are out of season, such as this stinky winter melon... ”

"Uncle, you just try your best to find it, it doesn't matter if you don't have it. As long as the stinky amaranth stalks and the ones I highlighted can be brought back. ”

"That's good!" The supermarket owner patted his chest and said proudly, "Uncle, try my best to help you find it, and strive to bring it all back!" And then I will personally send it to you to the far moon. ”

"And when will you be back?"

"At least 3 days!" 。。。。。 (To be continued)