From selling box lunches to becoming a famous Chinese chef

Chapter 274 Consistent, seasoning master

At the end of the game, Feng Zhengming found the cart belonging to his grandfather and his third uncle.

I saw my grandfather and third uncle sitting in the cart, just guarding the stall and not saying much.

Although many people who come to watch the cooking competition will come to the stall to ask questions, and some outsiders will also buy a piece of meat to try.

But if you really want to talk about business, it certainly can't be considered very good.

Feng Zhengming came to his grandfather and third uncle, smiled and said, "Grandpa, third uncle, why didn't you shout twice?"

Third uncle Feng Jiandong said: "What are you shouting for? Our Feng Family Restaurant has a good reputation, and people will definitely come to buy it."

Grandpa immediately started to make trouble: "Your third uncle is too embarrassed to shout."

Being directly brought down by his father, Feng Jiandong was a bit dumbfounded: "Dad, have you ever made trouble like this?"

Grandpa Feng said: "Who told you not to shout?"

However, Feng Zhengming can still maintain his original intention, and he still has no stage fright at all and sells meat while shouting loudly.

Feng Jiadong sighed: "No wonder he is not embarrassed at all."

Soon, the old man's words were recognized by some people who lined up at the scene and came from other places to watch the game.

"It's delicious. This handful of meat is really enjoyable to eat."

"Yes, this tastes great."

Third uncle Feng Jiandong couldn't help but ask the old man of the Feng family in a low voice.

Then many people began to gather around and push the Feng family's rice cart.

Before Xia Hui could speak, Zhang Lei and Yang Peng also joined in.

Third uncle Feng Jiandong was somewhat surprised when he saw this situation.

"Dad, Zhengming, he used to shout like this at South Station?"

Soon, a long queue began to form in front of the cart at Feng’s Restaurant.

The key is that Feng Zhengming is already a well-known young chef.

On the contrary, the old man of the Feng family sitting aside was smiling happily.

Seeing this scene in front of her, Luo Qing instantly recalled the scene when Feng Zhengming set up a stall at the South Railway Station.

When Luo Qing and the others were talking about Feng Zhengming's shouting to solicit business.

Grandpa Feng said with a smile: "What's the shame? There's no shame in doing this business. Zhengming's skills are there, and no one will say anything bad about eating the meat he made."

He had just finished second in his second game, and is still first in points overall for both dishes.

And this scene quickly attracted the attention of many people.

Luo Qing nodded: "Yes, he has never changed. He used to sell boxed lunches alone at the train station, and then he got this cart to sell meat. It's the same as it is now."

"That's right, the same thing happened to my junior uncle back then."

Xia Hui was a little surprised when he heard this: "It hasn't changed?"

Feng Zhengming gently shook the large piece of meat in his hand and continued to introduce: "The meat in our dry rice shop is all such thick slices, and every piece is full of meat flavor. This time we are here to appear in the exchange competition, I even use only pork belly to ensure that everyone is satisfied and has a good meal. Would you like to try a piece of pork belly?"

Mr. Feng smiled and nodded: "Yes, he was like this before."

Xia Hui was a little surprised when she saw the queue in front of the dry rice stall: "Uncle Master is really amazing. He can attract so many people to queue up with just a shout."

Everyone wanted to try the meat from Fengjiagang Restaurant.

"This is the specialty of our Fengjia Gan Rice Shop, and it is also the specialty of our Quancheng pork. The taste of our pork is definitely different from other restaurants. It is an old craft passed down from my grandfather."

"Look at it, first of all, the color of the meat. The color of our meat is not as black as some meat on the street. The color of our meat is ruddy and very bright. You must remember this. Come on, don’t admit your mistake.”

This scene is almost exactly the same as when Feng Zhengming was at the South Railway Station.

Originally, the Feng Family Restaurant Cart was quite famous, but when Feng Zhengming called it out, it immediately attracted the attention of many people at the scene.

Feng Zhengming stood decisively in the cart and said: "You must eat a handful of meat when you come to Quancheng. If you want to eat a handful of meat, you have to go to Fengjia Gan Rice Shop. Don't miss it if you pass by. Our Fengjia Gan Rice Shop stall is here. Everyone Come and have a taste.”

Being introduced like this by Feng Zhengming, it was natural for the greedy people who came around to be drawn out.

Soon, as Feng Zhengming shouted, more and more people were attracted to the cart.

Zhang Minghai smiled when he saw it and said, "Maybe this is also Zhengming's advantage."

Even some people who had just bought one couldn't help but want to buy another piece.

When Feng Zhengming saw many people gathered around him, he immediately introduced them to everyone on the spot.

"I really admire my uncle. He really dares to shout in front of many people on the street without feeling embarrassed at all."

As he said this, Feng Zhengming also held up the cattails that tied the meat and presented a piece of meat to everyone.

When I was at the South Railway Station, there was also a queue in front of Feng Zhengming's stall.

There was a feeling that, without listening to Feng Zhengming’s introduction, the piece I just ate didn’t taste right.

Luo Qing did not expect that after such a long time, Feng Zhengming was still not unfamiliar with his shouting.

Luo Qing said to Xia Hui: "It's not that he is great, it's that he has never changed."

"It's delicious. The fat meat almost melts in your mouth, and the lean meat and slices are also very crispy."

"And the meat tastes so good. It looks like it's been soaked in soy sauce soup, but it doesn't feel salty at all."

"There is also a unique fragrance that makes the meat less greasy."

“Fried tofu and dried tofu are also delicious.”

"It also has gluten and is very flavorful. It's really delicious."

Chang Zongfu couldn't help but feel a little surprised when he saw Feng Zhengming shouting and selling meat, and attracting many people to queue up to buy.

Chang Zongfu has never seen Feng Zhengming yell like this.

After he came back, he just watched Feng Zhengming cooking on the street at the train station food stall.

In the past, Chang Zongfu always thought that Feng Zhengming was just cooking on the street, and he should not be too involved in attracting customers.

Unexpectedly, Feng Zhengming was not only good at soliciting customers, but also had no embarrassment at all. He dared to shout directly in front of people. He was quite skilled at soliciting customers. Several foreigners around Chang Zongfu also saw Feng Zhengming shouting that they wanted to see his small cart lined up.

Foreigners curiously asked Chang Zongfu, why is it like this? What on earth are so many people queuing up to buy?

Chang Zongfu introduced the situation at Feng Zhengming's side to several foreigners.

After listening to this, the foreigners became even more curious about Feng Zhengming and wanted to queue up to try the meat sold by Feng Zhengming.

When Master Hou saw the situation at Feng Zhengming's side, he happily talked to Li Zhifeng and several senior masters.

"Xiao Feng is really great. He should be shouting on the streets often. He really reminds me that when I was an apprentice, I was selling snacks on the streets of Beijing, and I was shouting on the streets like this."

The old masters are still deeply touched by Master Hou's words.

Because when the masters were apprentices, they actually did the work of shouting at the door and receiving various guests.

Master Su said with a smile: "I still remember that I followed the master and learned how to make oil spin first. At the beginning, I just yelled from the front of the street. If I didn't shout loudly, I would be scolded by the master. "

Listening to Master Su mentioning how he made oil spinners, Master Cui laughed and said, "I know that the oil spinners made by Master Su back then were bought by two people from the capital. It really became ours for a moment." It’s a good story in the culinary world of Quancheng. For many years, everyone has been particularly envious of Master Su.”

Almost all the old masters present in Quancheng knew what happened back then.

It was the founder of the People's Republic of China who came to Quancheng. He knew that Jufengde's oil spinners were very famous in Quancheng, so he went to Jufengde and bought two of them.

Every time Mr. Su mentioned this paragraph, he was filled with pride from the bottom of his heart.

Master Hou said: "Master Su's craftsmanship is beyond praise. It deserves the admiration of all of us."

Master Su smiled and waved his hand: "I don't dare to take it seriously. In fact, I was born as a white man. Unexpectedly, I later learned cooking from the masters in Jufengde, and later I really became famous."

Master Yan said: "Senior Brother Su is humble, and his cooking skills are definitely better than those of us."

Master Su heard this and said: "Hahaha, Lao Yan, you have started again. Do you mean behind your words that my cooking skills are no worse than yours, but I have not taught an apprentice like Feng Zhengming? "

Hearing this, the other master chefs as well as Master Hou and Li Zhifeng all started laughing.

Master Yan could only smile and say: "Well done to you, Old Su, you really can't eat at all."

Master Hou said at this time: "I'm going to try it and see what Xiao Feng's meat tastes like."

As he said that, Master Hou walked over and queued up.

I saw Master Hou waiting in line, and someone wanted to let Master Hou go.

But Master Hou refused.

"No need to give in, everyone wait in line slowly."

In this way, Master Hou lined up like everyone else until he was in front of Feng Zhengming.

When Feng Zhengming saw Master Hou standing in front of the stall, he smiled and took the initiative to say hello: "Hello, Judge Hou."

Master Hou smiled and said, "You don't have to call me that. We are equals after all. Just call me senior brother. I just want to have a taste of this meat."

Feng Zhengming smiled and agreed: "Okay, which piece do you want, Brother Hou? All the meat in this pot tastes good."

Master Hou looked at it carefully and asked, "This pot of meat must have been cooked yesterday, right?"

Feng Zhengming nodded: "Yes, I made it yesterday. I simmered it over low heat overnight so that the taste can be better absorbed."

Master Hou said: "That's right, it's very tasty just looking at it."

Then Master Hou ordered a piece of meat, fried tofu, dried tofu, gluten, eggs and large green peppers.

Unlike others, Chef Hou first tasted the fried tofu and dried tofu that soaked up the soup.

After eating, Master Hou nodded and said: "The fried tofu and dried tofu absorb enough of the soup. The soup is not very salty and is full of meaty flavor. It should also be cooked with the broth used to make the meat." "

After muttering about this, Master Hou asked: "You braised the fried tofu and dried tofu separately, right?"

Feng Zhengming nodded: "Yes, they are all braised separately."

Master Hou tasted the meat again.

When you put the meat into your mouth, you almost don't need your teeth to bite it, it can be easily melted with just a sip.

"Okay, this pork is really good. You didn't marinate the fried tofu and dried tofu with the pork, and you didn't let these things cloud the taste of the meat.

And you didn’t put a lot of spices in it. It looks like it’s soy sauce soup, but your soy sauce should have been stir-fried in advance, so it will be more fragrant when marinated. "

After some tasting, Master Hou almost figured out the recipe for Feng Zhengming's pork belly.

Feng Jiandong, who was standing behind Feng Zhengming, was a little nervous.

When Mr. Feng saw his son nervous, he smiled and said softly to his son: "Don't be nervous. The recipe of the meat is not a secret to begin with, but Judge Hou can figure out the ingredients just by eating a piece. It's true." It’s very powerful.”

Feng Jiandong quickly said: "Dad, if he tells me all the recipes, then people will learn it, and our family will have many more competitors?"

Mr. Feng said: "They didn't tell me the ratio, so don't worry."

Master Hou is indeed very good, and he can basically guess the ingredients in a short time.

He even tasted the lotus leaves added by Feng Zhengming.

"Well, the fragrance should not only be from cattails, but also from lotus leaves. This formula is really quite powerful."

When he mentioned the last cattails and lotus leaves, Master Hou deliberately lowered his voice and only told Feng Zhengming alone.

Feng Zhengming looked at Master Hou: "Senior Brother Hou is really amazing. He can eat the ingredients just by eating them."

Master Hou smiled and said, "I can't give you a rough idea of ​​the proportions, and I haven't tasted some of the ingredients, and your seasoning is also unique."

After saying this, Master Hou stared at Feng Zhengming and said seriously: "Zhengming, you are really good at seasoning, whether it's your first dish of one fish for two, or your braised pigeon with chestnuts this morning." , you are really impeccable in seasoning, and the flavors you create are always very appealing."

As soon as Master Hou finished speaking, Li Zhifeng's voice sounded: "Master Hou used the word 'catch people' very well."

Seeing Li Zhifeng coming, naturally some other masters and judges also came.

Chef Su said: "Zhengming's seasoning is to catch people and make them think about it after eating it. The little taste is very accurate and will give people the right feeling."

Chef Wang said: "When we were at Jubinyuan, Xiao Feng's fried conch slices in vinegar and pepper fish soup had such a small taste that we can never forget it. The key taste is that we have tried it many times and we still have it today." It hasn’t been fully prepared yet.”

When Master Wang mentioned this, Master Su and Master Sun both agreed.

Chef Sun said: "We at Tai Feng Restaurant have tried many times, but it is true that we still cannot restore the original vinegar and pepper flavor of Xiao Feng. We are really not sure about the taste."

The other judges who had not tasted it were naturally curious and wanted to try the vinegar and pepper flavor prepared by Feng Zhengming.

(End of this chapter)