Back in the room, Su Qingfeng knocked on his parents' door as if he suddenly remembered something.

"Mother?"

Now everything is silent, except for the second room, Feng Sufen's scolding is occasionally heard, and only the frogs in the field are left one after another.

"Qingfeng, I'm going to the provincial capital tomorrow, why haven't you slept yet?"

Bai Jing looked at her son's figure and was a little surprised.

With what she knows about her son these days, it is impossible for Su Qingfeng to be so excited and nervous that she can't sleep because she went to the provincial capital.

Su Qingfeng stretched out a hand, "Mother, the medicine at home is almost gone." You give me the list, and when I go to the provincial capital, I will go to the hospital to dispense some medicine and come back. ”

After Bai Jing heard this, she hesitated.

Dispensing medicine......

That's another big expense.

It's just that she thought about it, and now she doesn't give her son a list, but she is afraid that when Su Siwei comes back, she will have to hurry to the provincial hospital to dispense medicine, which seems to be a redundant move.

That's fine.

Thinking about it, she turned and went inside.

Small room, standing at the door, you can have an unobstructed view.

After a while, she came out with a thick stack of sheets and sighed lightly:

"It's my mother who dragged down your father and son......"

Su Qingfeng smiled, "Did my mother dislike me for being stupid before?" ”

How could a mother dislike her son?

When this sentence came to his lips, he was almost about to blurt it out.

It's just that Bai Jing quickly realized something.

She looked at Su Qingfeng in a daze.

Then, he smiled.

……

Early morning.

There are not many people at the train station.

But the smell in the carriage was not very good.

The smell of sweat, sourness, and even foot odor.

Su Qingfeng was able to hold on, and the mints contributed a lot.

When he arrived in the provincial capital, he first relied on the letter of introduction from the unit to open a room in the guest house in the provincial capital.

Then I changed into neat and clean clothes and walked to the designated exam location.

The place of assessment was a famous restaurant in the past, but after the public-private partnership, it became a state-run hotel.

It was still early in the morning, and the state-run hotel was not open.

Su Qingfeng walked into the hotel with a letter of introduction.

The moment he entered, several eyes converged on him, first looking, and after seeing his clothes clearly, it seemed to contain other emotions.

The examiner is a fourth-level chef in the provincial town.

He was over half a hundred years old, his hair was gray, but he could still see the muscle lines on his arms, and his eyes were like falcons, and his spirit was strong, and he looked like a sharp sword.

He looked at Su Qingfeng, his gaze stayed on the cloth shoes on his feet for a moment, and then he looked away as if nothing happened.

"Everyone is here, let's just start the assessment."

With that, everyone walked into the back kitchen.

In this assessment, the main examination is the knife skills, heat and seasoning three aspects, in the process of cooking assessment, the examiner will also observe the basic skills such as turning the pot by the way.

After combining all of the above and passing the test comprehensively, you will get the final junior chef certificate.

It's just that when you enter the back kitchen, the door frame is not wide, and it is inevitable that the two people will have physical contact.

I saw a little fat man with a white face and thin eyes, who accidentally bumped into Su Qingfeng.

He glanced at Su Qingfeng, and thought he said very quietly, "At first glance, it looks like a dirt bun, and he is still wearing this kind of cloth shoes......"

Su Qingfeng looked at the little fat man.

He wore a coat over him, and a good shirt underneath.

It's true that this thing is good, no one will wear it in the future, and it is a cheap fabric.

But in this era, it is a high-end rarity.

Just because this fabric is hard and has poor breathability.

On a hot day, when you sweat, the material will stick to your body, which is greasy and hot, and extremely uncomfortable.

Not to mention that now you need to stand in front of the stove to cook, and I am afraid that after an assessment, I will have to sweat a catty.

Su Qingfeng looked at the back of the little fat man and silently lit him a piece of wax.

The dish for this assessment is hot and sour shredded potatoes.

As a home-style famous dish, sour and hot shredded potatoes are popular in both the north and south.

Many novice chefs frown when they see this topic.

If you want to make sour and hot shredded potatoes well, you must first have good knife skills.

Otherwise, a piece of shredded potatoes with uneven thickness and length, just placed there, is enough for the examiner to draw a big cross for them.

Su Qingfeng reviewed the method of shredded potatoes in his heart, and after confirming that it was correct, he picked up the potatoes and peeled and sliced them, held the handle of the knife, and cut them into shreds.

His movements were so fast that some of the novice chefs, who were still undecided, became a little flustered and hurriedly began to slice and shred.

And all this was seen by the official Jidong of the main exam.

By the time the shredded potatoes were cut into shreds, many people were already hurriedly stir-frying the shredded potatoes, and when they thought they had caught up with Su Qingfeng's progress, they couldn't help but look back.

When I saw this, I was stunned.

Not to mention getting out of the pot, Su Qingfeng didn't even turn on the fire.

I saw that he was unhurried, put the shredded potatoes into cold water and soaked them, and even added a few drops of vinegar.

It's confusing.

Where did this step come from?

The master of the state-run hotel did not teach them this.

Fang Jidong looked at the movements of Su Qingfeng's hand, his eyes lit up slightly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a slight smile.

The details of shredded potatoes in cold water and vinegar are rarely noticed.

This is done to remove the starch on the surface of the potatoes and prevent the subsequent pasting of the pan, and after frying, it also has a crispy and raw texture.

Fang Jidong is really interested in Su Qingfeng now.

He saw Su Qingfeng's subsequent blanching, stir-frying, and seasoning.

In the process of seasoning, Su Qingfeng tasted a few shredded potatoes and used his golden tongue to distinguish whether the shredded potatoes tasted appropriate.

And then according to the information obtained, increase or decrease.

The sharp corners of the pepper and the fiery red pickled pepper, in the moment of combination, exude a domineering sour and spicy aroma.

Fang Jidong took a deep breath of the fragrance wafting through the air, but only then turned his head to the other side and rated the novice chef who did it first.

"The knife work is okay, the heat is too big during the stir-frying process, and it is mushy. Neither taste nor seasoning worked. Unqualified. ”

"The taste is okay, but this knife work is cut in all directions, and the old vegetables fed by the pigs in the countryside are better than yours! Unqualified! ”

“…… Unqualified! ”

After a series of unqualified, everyone's hearts were cold.

This is just an eighth-level assessment, why is it so difficult?

I finally found a plate of sour and hot shredded potatoes that looked good, and the knife work and heat were okay.

Fang Jidong stopped in front of this plate of shredded potatoes and picked up one.

"The taste is okay, barely reaching the passing mark. Pass! ”

With that, he looked up at the owner of the dish.

It was the round little fat man from before.

It's just that his current appearance is embarrassing and scary.

The coat has long been taken off.

The skin-hugging shirt was tightly attached to him, smudging a large area of water stains, and his hair was also wet, as if it would be dripping in the next second.

Fang Jidong frowned and scolded mercilessly, "Are you here for the assessment, or are you looking for a partner?" When you dress like this and stir-fry, you sweat so much that you almost fall into the dish. ”

"The first standard of a chef, safety and hygiene, has not been met!"

"I'll let you go today, but in the future, you kid will give me a long memory!"