Life is a Game

Jiang Feng hasn't been doing Babao Lixiang pigeon for nearly a month. Now he has started to practice again. He had a little hand-producing when he took the first pigeon out of bone.

Want to make an excellent eight treasure chestnut fragrant pigeon, from the whole pigeon deboning, stuffing, pine needles, steaming, and the final goo, every step must be no mistakes.

But even if he made no mistakes from beginning to end, the eight treasure chestnut fragrant pigeon made by Jiang Feng is still not the taste of Sun Guanyun.

There are gaps in cooking, and there are gaps in feeling and perception.

The two grandfathers also had an itch and tried to make the eight treasure chestnut fragrant pigeons. When Sun Guanyun gave Jiang Feng a teaching demonstration without reservation, the two grandfathers were watching. Based on the understanding and cooking skills of the two fathers, in theory, it should not be difficult to make the eight treasure chestnut pigeons comparable to Sun Guanyun's, but the results are still not satisfactory.

It tastes good, but it's not that.

This dish was originally created by Sun Guanyun, and no one else can make that taste.

Jiang Feng used a pair of scissors to remove the whole bone, and Sang Ming and Jiang Jie looked at it. Jiang Sanitary also stood by and looked at Jiang Feng. It was not a surprise. No matter who was cooking after cooking, as long as the parties did not mind Jiang Sanitary, they would watch.

He never said anything, just looked, didn't ask, like an invisible man. Jiang San's desire for culinary knowledge has not faded with age, but has grown day by day. It is like a sponge that constantly absorbs water. Comes can't refuse, no matter what it is, just **** it in first.

It's a pity that this sponge has a serious leak.

But it was amazing that Sang Ming would stay by and study. Everyone knew after a period of getting along. Maybe Sang Ming's sister is really not as good as he said, a little fat, lazy, not working, good grades, but Sang Ming is definitely a super sister.

A good young man of 18 or 19 years old, taking a break, not bragging, not playing games, not hooking up with a beautiful waitress, and holding a mobile phone to chat with his sister whenever he has time. How much did his sister take in each of the final exams? All staff members can memorize after sharing.

Such a my sister is the first dead sister in the world, and during the lunch break, she did not chat with her sister to watch Jiang Feng practice the eight treasure chestnut pigeon. Absolutely!

Jiang Feng accidentally clicked a pair of scissors and the skin broke.

A pigeon was scrapped, Jiang Feng threw it into the bowl next to him very skillfully, and kept the stewed Tianma Red Date Pigeon Soup at night.

Wu Minqi is still uncomfortable today, and stewed soup to bring her back tonic at night.

"It won't work?" Sang Ming asked, in his opinion, it was okay to just cut it wrong.

"Pigeon skins are thin. If they are broken, they will destroy the complete form, and the taste will not be locked." Jiang Feng explained. Seeing Sang Ming taking it seriously, he asked, "Why don't you chat with your sister?"

"I'm not talking. She came to Peiping to play with me in two days." Sang Ming said, "I feel that my knife skills have improved a lot in the past two days. With the little boss, you may learn a little bit and you can mix on the chopping board."

Chopping board is rich.

Sang Ming's talent in knife skills is actually really good. He didn't go through systematic learning or deliberately practice, but he usually has intermediate knife workers to help his parents cut vegetables at home.

If you are willing to learn and practice, in a few years you will become a good chef.

"Xiao Sang, you practice well, and you can still be the cook at the hearth." Jiang Sanjian encouraged.

"The stove is three thousand more than the cutting board. It's too difficult, and the cutting board is very good." Sang Ming's analysis was well-founded.

“The burner has a commission.” Jiang Feng reminded friendlyly that employees must not give the illusion that the cooks at the burner in Taifeng Building are low in salary. “Everyone has a different ratio. Ji Xue ’s tiled flower chicken can get 8%.”

"So much!" Sang Ming's eyes suddenly straightened, with an envious look, and began to count down on Ji Xue's bonus in the moonlight for the flower-carved chicken.

Five minutes passed.

Can't figure it out ...

At the time of Sang Ming's calculations, Jiang Feng had successfully completed the whole pigeon deboning of the second pigeon and started the third.

After looking at Jiang San for so long, he can see that the requirements of the knife for the whole pigeon's deboning are too high, and he can't see any way.

He didn't say a word, went silently and cut the side dishes.

"Master Jiang, why are you chopping vegetables?" Sang Ming looked up and found that the people next to her were gone.

"Can you understand?" Jiang Sanjian asked.

Sang Ming: ...

"I'm here to cut vegetables too." Sang Ming's enthusiasm for the chef who has been upgraded to a chopping board has continued.

Jiang Weiming has been carefully taught by Jiang Weiming for so many years, and his basic skills are very solid. At the same time, he has learned a little about Jiang Weiming's ability to lead his disciples. Sang Ming cut vegetables next to him, and Jiang Sanjian was willing to speak to guide him.

"You have a problem with holding the knife like this, your hand is a little bit forward, right, hold it, so that you can cut it quickly, you have cut it so easily before, I used to hold the knife like that, and I ca n’t change it "Jiang Sanitary said as he gave Sang Ming a demonstration.

"How did you change it later?" Sang Ming asked.

"Later, when I was chopping vegetables, I lost my mind. I cut off half a finger with a knife, and changed it." Jiang Sanji said.

Sang Ming :! !! !!

He immediately saw that Jiang Jie's eyes were not right, with a touch of reverence in panic.

"Cutting vegetables is the most dangerous. Jiang Feng once cut vegetables and took a knife. He cut an old man's mouth at Hukou. The blood was so scary. Later, he was still wrapped in gauze when he participated in the finals." Ji Yue didn't know when she drifted to the kitchen, holding a cucumber in her hand.

"Why are you here?" Jiang Feng was surprised to see Ji Yue coming. It stands to reason that at this time she should find a place in the lobby to observe Zhang Guanghang's face up close.

"Sun Jikai's cufflinks seem to be falling in the kitchen. He just called me and asked me to find him." Ji Yue said, "Where does he usually do activities?"

"That one, see if it's in any corner." Jiang Feng pointed at him.

Sun Jikai took a break this evening, and returned home after noon.

He has processed three pigeons and is now ready to start cutting and seasoning.

Chestnuts, lotus seeds, lilies, shiitake and other ingredients are chopped by Jiang Feng, seasoned, stuffed, and constantly stirred with a spoon. Sang Ming shredded the green peppers under the guidance of Jiang San, and Jiyue ran from under one cabinet to another. The degree of twist of her body and neck could make her doubt whether she learned dance.

"Sun Jikai is only in this area at noon today?" Ji Yue asked, twisting his neck.

"On this one." Jiang Feng was very sure.

"Hell ~ www.readwn.com ~ His cufflinks can't fly without wings." Ji Yue took out his cell phone and called Sun Jikai.

"Hey, Sun Jikai, I've looked around and I haven't seen your cufflinks."

"Yes, no, I looked at the corner of the table under this cupboard, no."

"Okay, come here to find it yourself, ah, milk tea? I don't drink milk tea, I lose weight, what? That house? I want jasmine roasted milk, add two servings of pearls, you come quickly."

Ji Yue hung up and found that Jiang Feng looked a little weird.

"What am I doing?"

"When did you become so familiar with Sun Jikai?" Jiang Feng showed the smile of the eating melon, and the movements on his hands stopped.

"I've eaten barbecues these days. He is not in the same community as us. Every night we eat barbecues at the same shop." Ji Yue said, his thoughts drifted to the barbecue. "The barbecue at the door of Dongmen is It ’s really delicious. The one in the back door of A is far worse than this one. "

"Will we be together tonight? Call Qi Qi too, haven't your two cousins ​​gone yet? Let's call them together!" Ji Yue invited.

"Well, yes, your family is so busy every day, aren't your two cousins ​​boring at home every day?"

"Not boring, they have something to do more than I do every day." Jiang Feng laughed more and more.

Li Zhai——

"Sister, have you cut the potatoes? You can help me cut them a bit. I can't cut them!" Jiang Yanlian cried when she cut the potatoes.

"Don't you just leave a basket uncut? I still have a basket here to help you cut it, don't be lazy, Grandpa will come to check it later, don't hurry!" Jiang Yanqing urged.

Jiang Yanlian wanted to shed tears.

"Why is the big flower so edible?" Jiang Yanlian sighed.

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