Life is a Game

"Ten judges? Too many, five is enough, and this one. This guy has a long-standing reputation in the industry. He wrote and received good reviews. Did you contact him?" Xu Cheng frowned, apparently picking the judge from Han Guishan. Very dissatisfied.

"Not yet. I have only invited 佟 Deyan at the moment. By the way, Father Sun has also come some time ago. Would you like to invite him?" Han Guishan said.

"His grandson participated in the contest. You invited him to be a judge. It's inevitable that you will be fooled by people. You De Yan ... forget it, don't say it, lest you say I'm partial, I'll wait for the meal and go back to the hotel to see it slowly and give you a reply tomorrow." Xu Enlighten, turn off the lights in the car and start the car.

"Okay, this is the game system. I don't have your expertise in this area, so you can check it out." Han Guishan handed the briefcase to Xu Cheng.

Xu Cheng took the briefcase.

Uh ...

The next day, Jiang Weiguo asked Jiang Feng for foreign aid.

Min Jiang Jiankang went to the utility room to find something. Jiang Feng was chopping vegetables in the back kitchen. The three old masters quietly touched them in the same way as the authentic battle. Jiang Fengxi, who was cutting vegetables, was unaware.

"Your grandson is fine!"

Unfamiliar voices came from behind, Jiang Feng almost scared a knife across his left hand.

It's just a matter of a few seconds when the four fingers are broken.

Qiu Jiangfeng turned her head and was a very strange old man with gray hair, thin body, and a spirited person. She seemed to be about seventy years old.

Qi Jiangfeng can be sure that he has never seen the old man.

"Grandpa, this ..." Jiang Feng cast Jiang Weiguo's eyes for help.

"He is my younger brother, Sun Guanyun." The old man said.

"Fart, Jiang Weiguo, you old man, don't take advantage of me blindly. At first, my father only taught you two dishes, but you were confiscated as a disciple!" Sun Guanyun was also a temperament, and he ridiculed, "You do n’t look at you What kind of mix has been these years, when I whispered that I would go back to Peiping to buy your restaurant, and now I ’m in this university town to open a small stir-fry shop, but I ’m sorry to say it is my brother everywhere. Anyway, how old is your face? ? "

Qiu Jiang Weiguo was proud of his face: "Taifeng Tower is now surnamed Jiang, my grandson!"

Sun Guanyun said for a moment: "You really bought it?"

Qiu Jiang Weiguo did not exaggerate: "My aunt bought it in the 37th year of the Republic of China. Her son is Xiaofeng's university teacher. He recognized his relative and gave Taifeng Building to Xiaofeng."

Such a bizarre story, Sun Guanyun can only claim to be curious: "Your old guy has kept it tight enough. You haven't said it for so many days. It will really make you run out of shit, and it will be red rain all over the world."

"It's not something you can buy just because you are right." Jiang Wei State Road.

"Penalistic." Sun Guanyun lengheng.

Qiu Jiangfeng is already stupid.

According to a normal analysis, Sun Guanyun is an old friend in the mouth of the grandfather a few days ago, that is, their relationship is a bit complicated!

"Okay, don't delay time, do you want me to just point your grandson to season? Start now." Sun Guanyun is not only a bad temper, but also an acute child.

"Xiao Feng, study hard. Although your grandfather has a bad temper, he can barely be called a Cantonese master." Jiang Wei National Road.

Qi Jiangfeng nodded, but she was also a little confused. The Sun Jikai in Jubaolou was not the grandson of Sun Guanyun?

Otherwise, how could he come to City A instead of staying in Guangdong Province to guide Sun Jikai's cooking skills, and this is going to be a game right away.

Wei Jiang Weiguo used barely two words, but Sun Guanyun did not refute, and began to pick vegetables and spices.

Cantonese cuisine is different from Shandong cuisine. It has multiple mouths, heavy oil, salt, and sugar, and it is fried and salty. Cantonese cuisine pays attention to quality and taste, with many ingredients and ingenious, lighter taste, and strives for freshness and beauty in lightness.

And most importantly, Sun Guanyun teaches more than Jiang Weiguo.

Sun Guanyun has been a chef in Jubaolou for decades. Although he failed to fulfill his father's wishes to promote Jubaolou and become famous throughout the country, he did not fall into the reputation of Jubaolou in his years as a chef, and also brought out a A large number of apprentices.

"Sun Guanyun, didn't I say you, you brought out a dozen apprentices, why didn't you teach your two sons?" Jiang Wei State Road.

"Your five sons didn't bring them out." Sun Guanyun went back on the spot. "Children don't want to, can you still use a knife holder around their neck? It depends on the talent for cooking. My father has 6 sons, not only I took over the Jubaolou one by one. Do you think everyone is as talented as the seven brothers in your family? "

Sun Guanyun said on his mouth that his hands kept moving, crushing the spices, mixing them with various seasonings, and mixing them into a small pile of mottled particles for Jiang Feng to smell.

说 "Talk about what you smell ..."

Min Jiangfeng: ...

This sense of vision after the entrance exam.

Min Jiangfeng closed her eyes and concentrated on smelling: "Nutmeg, cloves, cinnamon, fragrant leaves, um ... um ..."

"Try it."

Qijiang Feng dipped it with his finger and tasted. The taste of various spices and seasonings mixed together was sour and sour, and I tasted it again, saying: "Salt, pepper, MSG."

Sun Guanyun nodded: "It's okay, but it's not as good as my grandson, Bai Zhihe, fennel and licorice have not tasted."

The teaching method of Sun Guanyun is also very simple. Do n’t even think about the unique technique. They are not taught by family apprentices. The first thing he taught was the dipping sauce of white cut chicken ~ www.readwn.com ~ The method of white cut chicken It's very simple. The essence is on the dipping sauce. Without the addition, it is white water boiled chicken without any taste. There are many kinds of sauces. There are 100 kinds of sauces in 100 restaurants in Guangdong Province that sell white-cut chicken. There is no such thing as authentic. As long as it is delicious, it is authentic.

From the initial four major cuisines to the current eight major cuisines, the society is developing and the dishes are developing with each passing day. Which famous dish has not been improved over and over again? With the richness of ingredients and seasonings, the practice of many dishes has long been different, and even the same dish will have different practices and tastes in different places. There is no right or wrong, only good or bad, not delicious Will be eliminated by the times, the rest, a hundred years later, is the most authentic approach.

If you want to divide the dipping sauce of white cut chicken, there are roughly: **** garlic onion seasoning, sand **** garlic seasoning, shallot oil seasoning, garlic clove seasoning, garlic sauce seasoning, so many kinds of seasoning can meet different tastes of different people.

"I'll match it for you first, and you will match it with a sauce that tastes like me." Sun Guanyun said.

Qi Jiangfeng nodded.

The five flavoring seasonings are just pure sauces. No other processing is required. The demonstration is completed in one minute.

It was not difficult, after Jiang Feng tasted it one by one, she made a smooth sauce.

"Yes." Sun Guanyun nodded approvingly. "Now, suppose there is a customer who doesn't eat coriander or ginger, and doesn't like sour taste. How can you prepare a sauce for him?"

Min Jiangfeng: ...

This kind of person eats a white chicken with a hammer!

* Because the requirements are set later in this article, it is tentatively determined that the Michelin evaluation system has not entered the mainland. (In fact, I entered it a few years ago)

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