From selling box lunches to becoming a famous Chinese chef

Chapter 63 Master has other plans
  Feng Zhengming bought various things and returned to the cafeteria with his senior brother and the others.

I was busy in the backyard of the canteen for a while, processing most of the vegetables and meat I bought.

Feng Zhengming rode his senior brother's bicycle and went out again.

This time he rode his bicycle to the city. He went to the Chinese medicine shop in the city and bought a few of the most important things in the formula given by the master.

In fact, the main seasoning in the recipe given by Master is the most common five spices.

Cloves, cumin, peppercorns, star anise and cinnamon.

According to Master’s letter, the ingredients must not be too heavy. If the ingredients are too heavy, the original flavor of the meat will be lost and the meat will taste bitter.

In addition to the most basic five spices, the recipe given by Master also contains several unique ingredients.

These ingredients are the reason why Feng Zhengming went to the drug store.

Among them are: Angelica dahurica, tangerine peel, galangal, bay leaf, and grass fruit.

There is another very crucial thing, which Master also instructed to use in the recipe, which is dried lotus leaves.

Feng Zhengming first bought a few ingredients at the Chinese medicine store.

He didn't buy dried lotus leaves from a Chinese medicine store.

Although dried lotus leaves are also sold in traditional Chinese medicine pharmacies, Master said in the letter that the price of dried lotus leaves in traditional Chinese medicine pharmacies will be higher.

Therefore, the master in the letter specifically asked Feng Zhengming to go to the lake in Quancheng to find an old friend of the master who would harvest lotus leaves from the lake every summer and autumn, dry them and sell them to pharmacies.

The master asked Feng Zhengming to buy it from him. He could buy more at one time, and the price would be much cheaper than at the drugstore.

Feng Zhengming came out of the traditional Chinese medicine store and rode to the big lake in Quancheng.

According to the address given in Master's letter, Feng Zhengming was in a residential area some distance from Dahu.

Not long after entering this residential area, Feng Zhengming saw a small courtyard planted with various flowers and plants.

Walking to the gate of the small courtyard surrounded by a wooden fence, Feng Zhengming gently knocked on the wooden fence door, and then called inside: "Excuse me, is anyone home?"

Hearing Feng Zhengming's shout, a man soon walked out of the small courtyard house surrounded by a wooden fence.

He was an old man with silver hair and a goatee.

When the old man saw Feng Zhengming standing outside the small courtyard, he immediately smiled and said, "Are you Lao Yan's little apprentice?"

Feng Zhengming was a little surprised: "You know me?"

The old man nodded: "Of course I know you. Lao Yan likes you very much and always takes you with him."

Feng Zhengming greeted him respectfully: "Hello, my master asked me to come to you today. He said that it would be very cheap to buy dried lotus leaves from you. I want to buy dried lotus leaves from you."

After hearing this, the old man smiled and asked: "It seems that Lao Yan gave you his recipe for "Bang Zi Rou"?"

Feng Zhengming was a little surprised: "You know?"

The old man said: "Of course I know, your master's prescription was given to him by me."

Feng Zhengming was even more surprised. He had no idea that the person his master asked him to buy dried lotus leaves was actually the real owner of the recipe for "Bang Zi Meat" that his master had given him.

Seeing Feng Zhengming's surprised look, the old man continued to smile and said: "Our family used to make and sell "handfuls of meat" in the market outside. Later, my children were unwilling to do it. I am too old to do it. Just retire and stop working.

I didn’t expect that your master still remembered my family’s craftsmanship and came to see me specially to ask for my family’s recipe for "Bangzi Meat". "

Feng Zhengming felt incredible after hearing this. He didn't expect that the master and the old man in front of him had such a relationship.

The old man said: "My habit of beating lotus leaves and drying them is also because I needed to make "Bang Zi Meat" at home. Here I look at the big lake. In the big lake, there are lots of lotus flowers in the summer. In the autumn, no one wants the lotus leaves all over the lake. , my house is close to the water." Feng Zhengming quickly asked: "I wonder what your surname is?"

The old man smiled and replied: "My surname is Feng."

Feng Zhengming was stunned when he heard this surname.

"You, your surname is Feng?"

Mr. Feng was immediately overjoyed: "So your surname is Feng? Then we are the family. I didn't expect that the recipe for "Bandful of Meat" would go around and come back to our family."

When Feng Zhengming heard what Mr. Feng said, he thought about it for a while.

I can't help but feel that this may be the master's deliberate arrangement.

Looking at the inside and outside of Mr. Feng's courtyard, it looks very clean, but from some of the furnishings in the courtyard, it is not difficult to tell that Mr. Feng probably lives alone.

Feng Zhengming said respectfully: "Grandpa Feng, I don't know if I can call you this. Thank you for letting me use your recipe of "Baozi Meat". I will definitely make "Bangzi Meat" well. .”

Mr. Feng said with a smile: "Okay, you and I are from the same family. You call me grandpa. I will accept it, old man. Where do you live now? Where do you plan to do business? If there is no suitable place, I will help you in it." Find a place on the street outside."

As he spoke, Mr. Feng opened the door of the small courtyard and asked Feng Zhengming to go first and sit down in the courtyard.

Obviously, Mr. Feng was very friendly to Feng Zhengming from the beginning because of Master Feng Zhengming.

But now that he knew that Feng Zhengming and he were the same family, and heard Feng Zhengming call him "grandpa", the old man was even more affectionate, and he immediately brought him into the stage of making suggestions for his grandson's business start-up.

Feng Zhengming didn't hide it, he told Mr. Feng that he was in the senior brother's cafeteria and that he went to the train station to sell lunch boxes.

After listening to Feng Zhengming's introduction, Mr. Feng nodded with satisfaction.

"Not bad, I can't tell you are working hard Zhengming."

Feng Zhengming said: "Grandpa, I want to make money with my own hands and build a career. I can't rely on my master before. Now that my master has retired, I still rely on my senior brothers and them."

Mr. Feng was very satisfied with Feng Zhengming's words.

"That's right. If you have the skills, why should you rely on others? Then just follow the recipe first. If you don't understand anything, come to me anytime. Also, remember, you have to stew the meat first in the braised soup. , stew the meat and then add the eggs to stew. Don’t move it until it’s stewed. Cover it with lotus leaves and soak it overnight.

There are also tofu, gluten, green peppers, etc. Do not stew them directly in the stewed soup. After the meat is stewed in the stewed soup, you can take out part of the stewed soup and stew the tofu, gluten, and big green peppers separately. Those things. "

After listening to Mr. Feng's more detailed instructions, Feng Zhengming nodded very seriously and took notes.

The old man didn't keep Feng Zhengming chatting for long. He went into the house and took out a large bag of dried lotus leaves, stacking them neatly one by one.

He handed the whole package to Feng Zhengming and said, "Take these and use them. Come back when you're done."

When Feng Zhengming saw such a large bag of dried lotus leaves, he immediately stood up and wanted to pay.

Mr. Feng saw the action and reached out to hold Feng Zhengming's hand.

"If you pay, then don't come here again, and don't call me grandpa again."

After hearing this, Feng Zhengming raised his head and looked at Mr. Feng.

"Grandfather and grandson" looked at each other for a moment.

Feng Zhengming gave up paying and said sincerely: "Thank you, grandpa."

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