Hearing Jiang Yunfeng's answer, the professional smile on the waiter's face became embarrassed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after hesitating for a moment, he raised his hand and pointed to the transparent kitchen in the corner of the store, and said, "The chef is still secretly sad in the kitchen, if you have anything, please go to her in person." ”

"Thank you, young lady." Jiang Yunfeng smiled and thanked him, and under the guidance of the blushing waiter, he walked quickly along the staff passage into the kitchen, but saw the two seniors Kadozaki and Kikuchi Sonogo whispering something, and finally sighed at a loss. "Kadozaki seniors and Kikuchi seniors, what are you doing here? Why are you still sad? Jiang Yunfeng greeted him curiously, glanced left and right, and didn't find Mizuhara Fuyumi, so he asked curiously, "What about Mizuwon Fuyumi's senior, why didn't you see her?" ”

Seeing that it was Jiang Yunfeng, the two sighed again. "Am I so unpopular? You two seem disappointed to see me!! ”

"Cut~ a little ghost who doesn't understand anything!" Kadozaki said disdainfully, "It's useless for you to come, if the seniors of the fourth palace come, all problems will be solved." ”

"What the hell is going on? So quickly denying the value of my existence. Jiang Yunfeng was puzzled.

Mu Jiuzhi Yuanguo beckoned Jiang Yunfeng to come over, and then wanted to shout loudly in the kitchen, "Sister Dongmei, look who is coming!" In the quiet kitchen, there was a sudden sound of the seat being pushed, and I saw a petite figure stumbling all the way from the back of the steamer to tidy up his makeup while running, wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and the person who came was Jiang Yunfeng, the face that was originally like a spring breeze suddenly turned back to rainy and rainy, and gently took a bite of "cut~~", and walked to the nearest stool and squatted, holding his head with both hands and burying it between his knees.

"What's going on?" Jiang Yunfeng looked at Mizuhara Fuyumi, who was already petite, and now squatted on the stool to look even more petite and helpless. Kadozaki walked over and helplessly explained, "The sous chef of Suwon's predecessor got married and went on his honeymoon, and this incident hit Suwon very hard." ”

"Men should get married, and women should get married. That's normal. Jiang Yunfeng spread his hands: "What's so bad about this?" ”

Kikuchi Engo went on to explain, "Sous chef Mayumi is the best friend of Sister Fuyumi who has been partnering since the store opened, and the two made an appointment to have a boyfriend together and get married together. ”

"Maybe that Mayumi sister is old, and she can't wait."

Fuyumi Mizuhara, who was squatting on a stool, raised her head and whispered, "Mayumi is ten years younger than me... ”

"I'm sorry!!" Jiang Yunfeng bowed decisively and apologized: "I can't continue such a heavy topic!" ”

At this time, there was a "cooing" call from Mizuhara Fuyumi's stomach, indicating that the owner's inventory was insufficient. Kadozaki pulled the corners of his mouth and said, "Mizuhara-senpai, you haven't eaten for a day, so your body will be exaggerated." ”

"Hmm~~" Mizuhara Fuyumi raised her head again, and suddenly thought of something, so she stared at Jiang Yunfeng and asked, "What are you doing here with me?" ”

"Senior Suwon, you finally remembered to ask where I came from." Jiang Yunfeng was relieved, "Yesterday, Master Sigong should have said hello to you, I am here to replace your position as a sous chef, working casually to make money, something happened recently, and paying compensation has taken all my net worth." Seeing that the academy festival was about to start, I didn't even have the money to buy the ingredients. ”

"Let's fight with people, one dozen seven! You're pretty good at fighting! Kadozaki nodded at Jiang Yunfeng's left eyebrow arch holding gauze, "Tell me, how much medical expenses have you lost?" ”

"Ahh The stitches haven't been removed yet! Jiang Yunfeng pushed away Kadozaki Taki and asked curiously, "Senior Kadozaki how did you know about this?" ”

"The first violent incident in the history of Yuanyue still caused a large number of injuries. The commander-in-chief has long informed all the graduates, let's listen, how much money did you lose in the end? ”

Jiang Yunfeng gestured helplessly and said, "This number, add eight zeros to the end... ”

"I'll go~~ It's a lot!" The huge amount of money even Kadozaki was stunned, "How did you pay it back?" ”

"Of course, I asked someone to borrow money, otherwise it would not be enough for me to sell my body and kidney."

"Hey~ Don't say it." Kadozaki picked Jiang Yunfeng's chin, "Just your handsome little fresh meat, those Obasang people like it the most!" Do you need me to introduce me, maybe you can pay back after selling it a few times. ”

"Excuse me, excuse me!" Jiang Yunfeng hurriedly pushed away Kadozaki Taki's hand, and asked Mizuhara Fuyumi, who was still on the stool, "Senior Mizuhara, since you haven't eaten yet, why don't you order food and I'll do it, let's take it as an assessment." Let's see if I'm up to the job of sous chef. ”

"I want to eat spaghetti with bolognese."

"Good!"

"Senior Shinomiya doesn't care about me at all, I don't want to eat traditional flavors, so I can become a bad woman...

Jiang Yunfeng stumbled for a while when he heard this, and smiled bitterly in his heart: Master of the Fourth Palace, you are also a man with a lot of sin. He replied, "Yes, yes!" Then I don't make traditional pasta. ”

"Actually, you don't, right?" Kadozaki was demolished as always

"Yes, yes~ I also hope that Mizuwon-senpai can give me some guidance on my Italian cooking skills. But the pasta I made in other ways is no worse than the traditional taste!! ”

"Then we're looking forward to it."

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"Pasta that turns tradition upside down... Jiang Yunfeng repeated this sentence, squatted in front of the kitchen freezer to take out the ingredients, grabbed two boxes of original imported pasta and came to the cooking table, glanced at the main ingredients and ingredients, and had a plan in his heart. Send a soup pot to the stove in advance, add water, turn on high heat, and set it aside after heating. Take out a Western-style kitchen knife from the knife holder, skillfully cut the green garlic sprouts into segments, carrots, fungus, and oyster mushrooms instead of tofu into small slices, and chop the green onions, ginger and garlic into fine pieces and put them aside for later use. Take off the pan and put it on the fire, pour in about a small bowl of extra virgin olive oil, heat it until it starts to smoke, then pour the ground beef into the pan and stir-fry, Jiang Yunfeng was surprised to find that the stir-fried ground beef meat is full of butter instead of water, it is really a conscientious meat supplier! Pour in green onions, ginger, garlic foam and an appropriate amount of cooking wine to press the slightly fishy smell of beef, and under the mixture of olive oil and butter, the essence of the flavor of various ingredients is stimulated. When the time came, Jiang Yunfeng grabbed a few large ingredients (respectively, a few peppercorns, a cinnamon, two star anise, and a few cloves) and threw them into the pot, and then poured in a small bowl of dried chili powder from Qinling, Shaanxi, China, and a small bowl of soy sauce. The spicy smell instantly diffuses in the kitchen.

"Hmmm! The spicy pasta is indeed very unconventional. Kikuchi Yuan Guo stroked his palms and smiled. It's like Chongqing hot pot, boy, what are you going to do? Kadozaki still had an angry face.

"It's not Chongqing hot pot, it's an ancient noodle soup that won't disappoint a few seniors." Jiang Yunfeng replied while pouring the beef dumplings stir-fried until golden brown and red with spicy oil into a bowl on the side, picking out the flavors and setting them aside. Wash the pan and pour the olive oil from the new and put it on the fire, after the oil is hot, pour all kinds of vegetables except the green garlic seedlings into the pot, put salt in the pot, stir-fry thoroughly and add water, pour in the pre-fried beef dumplings after boiling over high heat, grab a bottle of Italian black vinegar and add it to the soup, Jiang Yunfeng dips a little bit of it with his little thumb to taste the taste, the black vinegar taste is heavier, and the aftertaste is sour! What to do? How to neutralize, the amount of sugar added will destroy the overall taste of the soup, and the small amount will not work. Just when he was struggling, the soup pot was already boiling, and Jiang Yunfeng had no choice but to turn the heat to low and let the rice simmer for a while, hoping that the black vinegar could volatilize off a part and reduce the sour aftertaste. Open the carton and pour out a whole handful of pasta into the soup pot, sprinkle with salt and olive oil.

When I put down the olive oil bottle, I saw the bottle of 'rose red' that Mizuhara Fuyumi used to borrow wine to pour out her sorrows in the corner of the table. "Heaven will never stop me!" Jiang Yunfeng picked up the wine bottle and poured it into the pot, and tasted it again, um! The acidity in the aftertaste is neutralized by the sweetness of the wine, which is no longer so unruly.

It takes time for the noodles to simmer slowly, but the pasta here can't wait. Jiang Yunfeng immediately put down the wine bottle, picked up the ice water basin with his left hand, took out all the pasta in the soup pot with a tong in his right hand, and put it in the ice water to cool to ensure that kind of raw taste, people who are used to eating pasta like this taste, anyway, Jiang Yunfeng doesn't like it. Every time I try, I always feel weird, and I always want to go back to the pot and cook for a while.

After taking three plates, the tongs picked up the cooled pasta and piled it up in the center of the plate in the shape of a small hill, poured the stewed Zangzi sauce, and brought it to the three seniors, and said with a smile, "Just wait, Qishan Zangzi pasta!" A combination of Chinese and Western, please use it slowly! ”

The golden pasta is drizzled with a fragrant aroma. The bright red chili oil flows down the noodles, and the combination of crispy minced beef and vegetables stir-fried between the noodles seduces the taste buds of the three seniors. "Taste it. Let's do it. Kanozaki was still hard-mouthed, but the throbbing corners of her mouth betrayed her, "Hmm." The other two nodded in referential. Mizuhara Fuyumi even stepped down from the stool to the side of the cooking table, took the fork handed by Jiang Yunfeng, stirred the pasta in front of him, and after mixing the sauce thoroughly, the fork rotated, and a small piece of pasta was forked and sent to the mouth.

The first thing I felt was the spiciness, not the fierce and ferocious spiciness, but the sour and spicy Italian balsamic vinegar, with the sweetness of the wine, appetizing and sour. The muscles of the mouth contracted unconsciously, and the price was that Mizuhara Fuyumi shivered, and after the sourness and spicy, there was a trace of peppercorns, and the clove rushed directly into the nasal cavity from the mouth. Mizuhara Fuyumi held her mouth and nose with tears in the corners of her eyes and began to chew, and while cutting off the pasta easily, she could feel the right amount of slightly elastic teeth (that is, the feeling of sandwiching), the crispiness of the beef cubes, the softness of the vegetables, the layered taste, and the sauce of the cheeks, summed up in six words: sour and spicy, appetizing, and delicious.

"That's gone... One more plate, I'm still hungry. Fuyumi Mizuhara pushed the plate back with a fork in her hand. Yes, you use it slowly. Jiang Yunfeng served the pasta again, poured it on the noodles and handed it back. Ask, "Suwon-senpai, are you still satisfied with my pasta?" Is it enough to subvert tradition? ”

"Well, that's good!" Suwon Fuyumi gulped down the pasta and pushed the plate over again, "Come again, I'm still hungry." You're qualified, but you still need to hone your skills in traditional Italian cuisine, are you interested in learning from me? ”

"Great, I can't ask for it. But... Jiang Yunfeng put on a new plate of noodles for Mizuhara Dongmei and handed it back, scratching his face embarrassedly, "Can you advance part of my part-time salary? . . There's still half a month left before the school festival begins.,I haven't even bought the most basic raw materials yet。。。。。 (To be continued)