From selling box lunches to becoming a famous Chinese chef

Chapter 302 Arriving at the Army on New Year’s Eve

New Year's Eve.

Second uncle Zhang Zhigang's vehicle came to pick up Feng Zhengming and his grandfather early in the morning.

Feng Zhengming let the car pass by the door of his dry rice shop.

He led the people from the army into the dry rice shop and loaded the two pots of prepared crispy pots and two large pots of meat into the car.

Coincidentally, Feng Zhengming was leading the troops to move things, and the owner of the small shop next door happened to see him.

When Feng Zhengming locked the door, he saw the owner of the small shop poking his head.

He also smiled at the other party and said: "Happy Chinese New Year, boss, if you come over to move things during the Chinese New Year, help me look after the shop and don't let anyone pry the door open for me."

Feng Zhengming was just joking, but the shop owner saw him bringing two soldiers to move things, and there was also a military vehicle waiting for him.

He quickly and respectfully agreed: "No problem, Boss Xiao Feng, are you going to the army?"

"Did you often cut your hands when you first started?"

"I've also heard that it seems like it's said now that if you go to Quancheng to eat a handful of meat, you have to go to Feng's restaurant to eat a bunch of meat."

Two soldiers came to pick up Feng Zhengming, one named Ding Yuan from Anhui Province, and the other named Hu Jianli from the Northeast.

Hu Jianli then said: "We all thought that you, as the number one young chef, must be very good, and you would never cut or burn your hands."

Feng Zhengming did not hide anything, and basically gave answers to both people's questions.

Feng Zhengming probably understood what the two people meant by the assault.

As he spoke, the two soldiers looked at each other and then looked at Feng Zhengming together.

Ding Yuan and Hu Jianshe looked at each other, and both of them showed their hands.

"Yes, yes, I saw it. The sign of your shop is the Feng Family Restaurant."

He suddenly felt that if he needed a chef to open a branch in the future, he could find one from retired soldiers from the cooking class.

Through chatting, Feng Zhengming learned that both of them were in the cooking class.

"The dry rice shop you opened is the Feng family dry rice shop, right?"

On the way to the army, Feng Zhengming and the soldiers accompanying him were a little reserved at first, and everyone was embarrassed to speak.

The shop owner responded: "Oh, that's it, it's really good."

Feng Zhengming laughed: "Hahaha, how come there isn't one? Everyone's hands are made of human flesh. Many of the ones on my hands are left over from the original practice. Of course, some of them were burned recently. The oil pan still doesn't recognize it." Human.”

Seeing that the two fellow soldiers smiled, they also took the initiative to talk to him.

In this way, it can not only solve their employment problems after military service.

He suddenly raised his palm and let the two warriors look at it.

The owner of the small shop watched the military vehicle go away and couldn't help but mutter: "I didn't expect that the Feng family is a member of the army."

Then Feng Zhengming asked the two people their names and ancestry.

Ding Yuan and Hu Jianshe humbly asked Feng Zhengming about cooking techniques.

Feng Zhengming locked the door and waved goodbye to his boss. He walked towards the military vehicle that came to pick them up. He first said something to his grandfather who was sitting in the cab, and then got into the pocket of the car behind him.

Ding Yuan said: "It turns out that a chef like you also has this kind of hand."

Feng Zhengming nodded: "Yes, my grandfather and I went to the army to celebrate the New Year together."

One of the soldiers said: "We don't know what to say. What do you have in these pots?"

Ding Yuan even said: "After I retire from the army, I think it would be good to become a chef."

Feng Zhengming nodded: "Yes, I opened the Feng Family Restaurant, and my grandfather passed down the craftsmanship to me. You can all have a try during the Chinese New Year in the evening."

Hu Jianli said: "I can't compare with you. When we go to the cooking class to learn, we all learn by surprise."

"You keep silent like this. It feels like I'm escorting you to the execution ground."

Along the way, the three of them were talking and laughing.

When Feng Zhengming said this, the two soldiers accompanying him were immediately amused.

Ding Yuan said: "Before we enter the cooking class, we all have to undergo training. Do you know Master Cui? He is an amazing chef. He was hired by the military region to open a cooking class cooking training school. , we all learned there, Master Cui is older, but his cooking skills are really good."

After such a chat, Feng Zhengming gradually became familiar with the two soldiers.

After hearing Ding Yuan's words, Feng Zhengming suddenly had some new ideas in his mind.

"I know about the meat. I heard it's also a famous snack in Quancheng."

Feng Zhengming laughed when he heard this: "Did you learn cooking from Master Cui? That's really lucky. Master Cui is known as a living recipe, so you will definitely be good at cooking with Master Cui."

I saw that Feng Zhengming's palms had calluses, some scars from incisions, and some burn scars.

After a while of silence, Feng Zhengming spoke first.

Feng Zhengming naturally relaxed and opened the lid of the pot to show them and said: "These two pots are our crispy pots. Many families will make them during the Chinese New Year. These two pots are from my dry rice shop." Meat."

Chatting with Feng Zhengming made Ding Yuan and Hu Jianli more interested in cooking.

As we chatted, we became familiar with each other, and the two of us naturally talked more.

Moreover, they have all been taught by chefs in the cooking class and have practiced in the cooking class for a period of time.

Feng Zhengming felt that with a little guidance, these retired soldiers in the cooking class should be able to get started easily.

With such an idea, Feng Zhengming immediately said to Ding Yuan: "Okay, when you retire from the army, if you are willing to be a chef and need a job, you can come to me. Maybe I will have opened a branch by then, and you can work in my store." .”

Ding Yuan and Hu Jianshe smiled at each other. Both said they really wanted to be chefs after retiring from the army and would consider going to Feng Zhengming's store.

There were some bumps along the way, but fortunately we arrived at the army relatively smoothly.

As the car drove into the compound, Feng Zhengming couldn't help but look outside.

What he didn't expect was that there was really a Chinese New Year atmosphere in the army, and every place was decorated with lights.

Feng Zhengming even felt that the New Year atmosphere in the army seemed to be stronger than in Quancheng.

Especially when you can see that every soldier's face is filled with the joy of welcoming the New Year.

The car drove all the way to the front of the army's cooking squad canteen.

As soon as they parked the car, before Feng Zhengming and the others got off the car, someone immediately came to the car and offered to help move things out.

When Feng Zhengming got off the bus, he saw his second uncle and another officer walking over.

The second uncle took the initiative to open the door and helped Grandpa Feng out of the car first.

"Dad, did you have a good journey on your journey? After riding in the car for so long, dad, are you okay?"

Grandpa Feng said with a smile, "It's okay. I'm not old enough to get into a car before something goes wrong."

Feng Zhengming took the initiative to step forward and say hello to his second uncle.

The second uncle directly introduced him to the officer beside him: "Old Leng, this is the number one young chef in our province."

Officer Lao Leng looked at Feng Zhengming and couldn't help but said: "Lao Zhang, with your nephew's figure, he should join our army as a soldier. Isn't being a chef too unqualified?" Feng Zhengming was stunned by these words. , but the second uncle laughed beside him.

After laughing, the second uncle said to Feng Zhengming: "This is your Uncle Leng. He is like this. When he sees someone with a strong physique, he wants to recruit him as a soldier."

Lao Leng said with a serious face: "Am I wrong? Lao Zhang, look at his physique for yourself. I dare say that if you give me half a year, I guarantee that I can train him so well that he can enter the military competition. .”

Zhang Zhigang said with a smile: "Okay, Lao Leng, he is a good cook. Once you taste his skills, you will know that he is not a good chef if he is not a chef."

After hearing this, Lao Leng was obviously not convinced.

"Hu Jianli, come here."

When Hu Jianli heard this, he immediately trotted over and saluted Zhang Zhigang and Lao Leng very standardly.

Lao Leng also returned the courtesy and said: "Hu Jianshe will give you a task at noon. Cook a few dishes to compete with the province's top young chef, so that he can see the strength of our army's cooking class."

Hu Jianli was stunned by these words.

Feng Zhengming, his grandfather, and his second uncle were also stunned.

Then the second uncle laughed: "Hahaha, you cold old man, you are still not convinced, are you?"

Lao Leng said: "It's not you who said that if he doesn't become a chef, he is not qualified. Hu Jianshe is the best cook in the cooking class. Let him compare with the top pick."

Zhang Zhigang said with a smile: "Okay, then we will have a good meal at noon today."

Feng Zhengming also became interested and quickly asked: "How should we compare?"

Lao Leng looked at Hu Jianli and said, "How do you compare in the cooking class?"

Hu Jianli also came to his senses at this time. He said directly: "First compete with knife skills, then compete with spoon skills, and finally compete with a dish."

Lao Leng said: "Okay, let's compare it like this."

Feng Zhengming also agreed: "Okay, it's been a long time since I competed with others in sword and spoon skills. How do you usually compete?"

Hu Jianli replied: "We usually time the shredding first and see who can cut the thinnest and very uniform shreds within the specified time. It is better to time the whole chicken and remove the bones."

Feng Zhengming nodded: "How do you compare in spooning skills?"

Hu Jianli said: "Spoon skills are usually better than big spoon turns. Start with the simplest and increase the weight and difficulty little by little to see who makes the mistake first."

Feng Zhengming laughed and said: "This is a bit interesting, okay, it's better than turning the spoon."

Lao Leng saw Feng Zhengming's relaxed expression and found what Hu Jianli said to be quite interesting.

"Hu Jianshe, you go and get ready. You two will compete in front of all the commanders and soldiers at noon today. This can be regarded as a small program for our Spring Festival today."

Hu Jianli was frightened by these words.

"You want to compete in public?"

Lao Leng immediately saw that Hu Jianli was obviously timid.

"What? Are you still scared? Didn't you always say that you are the best cook in our cooking class? A young chef from the province has come to the top, and you are scared?"

Zhang Zhigang smiled beside him and said, "Don't be nervous, Xiao Hu. Today is New Year's Eve. This competition is just a show. The important thing is to participate. Even if you lose, you won't be punished."

At the same time, other cooks in the cooking class also came over, clamoring to participate.

"Can we participate too?"

"Yes, I want to challenge the monitor."

"I also want to compete with the monitor again."

Lao Leng was naturally very happy when he saw that everyone in the cooking class was eager to try.

"Okay, you are worthy of being Lao Zhang's and mine's soldiers. You go and prepare. You will have a good competition with this top pick at noon today."

After a short pause, Lao Leng said: "But if you lose, don't brag to me again about how great your cooking skills are. Also, after the New Year, come and learn from others."

Watching the cooks in the cooking class prepare together.

Feng Zhengming smiled and said to his grandfather and second uncle: "The atmosphere in the army is indeed good, and I quite like it."

When Lao Leng heard this, he immediately said: "Do you like it? Well, come back and join us as a soldier."

The second uncle said: "Okay, Lao Leng, don't worry about it. He has passed his age long ago. If you really like Zhengming, I will ask him to take time to come over a few more times to learn some basic things."

The second uncle said to Feng Zhengming again: "Just think that you are here to exercise and learn some self-defense skills."

Feng Zhengming promised: "Okay, second uncle, I will definitely come when I have time."

At this time, a soldier came and reported that the military wives had been picked up.

The second uncle said to Grandpa Feng and Feng Zhengming: "Dad, Lao Leng and I will go take a look first. You and Zhengming will rest here first. I will ask Suying and the others to come over to you later."

Grandpa Feng said: "You go and do your work, we have to go in and prepare the cooking stuff, so you don't have to worry about us."

Lao Leng also said seriously: "Uncle, if you need anything, just ask me. The cooking team will be established and they will help you."

Grandpa Feng nodded and said, "Thank you."

Lao Leng said to Feng Zhengming again: "You must behave well at noon."

Feng Zhengming seriously promised: "I will go all out."

The old man sneered and said: "That's right."

Watching the second uncle and Lao Leng leave together.

Feng Zhengming couldn't help but sigh: "The army is really good, this year must be very interesting."

Grandpa said with a smile: "You have to work harder and show off all your specialties so that everyone can have a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner."

Feng Zhengming agreed: "That's for sure. It will definitely make everyone eat well and happily."

Then Feng Zhengming and his grandfather turned around and walked into the kitchen of the cooking class.

Hu Jianshe and others were inside. When they saw Feng Zhengming and others coming in, a group of people quickly greeted them respectfully.

When Feng Zhengming saw this, he smiled and said: "Don't be like this, everyone. Grandpa and I are not leaders. You can think of us as if we are here to cook New Year's Eve dinner for you today."

Grandpa Feng echoed: "Yes, it's New Year's Eve today. You usually cook for other commanders and soldiers. Let us cook tonight's New Year's Eve dinner."

Hu Jianli said: "Grandpa, why do you have the nerve to let you do it?"

Grandpa Feng said with a smile: "You usually have to train and cook in the army. It's so hard. You can't go home during the New Year. Cooking a New Year's Eve dinner for you is nothing."

Feng Zhengming even said: "It is my honor to come to the army to cook New Year's Eve dinner for everyone."

Hu Jianshe and others also laughed after hearing this.

At the same time, Hu Jianli said to Feng Zhengming: "Master Feng, you are not allowed to give in to us in the competition at noon."

Feng Zhengming said: "I never give in to others when competing with others. I am a straightforward person, so I will give my best when competing with others."

Hu Jianshe and the others were very happy to hear this, and the cooks in the cooking class were all gearing up.

(End of this chapter)