Life is a Game

Jiang Feng stayed in the hospital for two days, and was discharged on July 15, the day when Wang Hao paid his salary.

In just two days, Jiang Feng gained 3 catties.

As for how the 3 catties gained weight, Jiang Feng could only say that no meal was innocent.

He was admitted to the hospital on July 13, and was discharged on July 15. In less than three days, the patients in Jiang Feng's ward, their family members, doctors and nurses deeply remembered the three things in Taifeng Building. Character.

The little brother in the next bed to Jiang Feng, who was also the one who suffered the most in the past two days, said: I want to eat, and now I really want to eat, even if I have no money to borrow some from Papa Ma after being discharged from the hospital, I still want to eat.

After being discharged from the hospital, Jiang Feng improved his proficiency at a rapid pace.

He didn't eat braised pork anymore. Without the buff, Jiang Feng couldn't work hard all the time when he was brushing up his proficiency. What would he do? Gossip, even at lunch, I would go out to eat with Lu Sheng instead of staying in the store to save time.

The quality of his practice time has declined, but his efficiency has increased dramatically.

It might sound like a sick sentence, but it's true.

The progress had been slow before, which made Jiang Feng suspect that the proficiency of the seasoning that it was stuck for a while finally began to increase at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if everything before was just a bug caused by the buff of the braised pork. Now that Jiang Feng fixed the bug, the system started Rerun, and it's faster and more efficient.

Jiang Feng originally thought that he would upgrade the seasoning to the master level in early August, but the actual speed was much faster than he expected. After clearing away all the psychological and physical obstacles, Jiang Feng's proficiency in seasoning can be said to be as fast as a bamboo shoots.

July 24, a day destined to be remembered.

Jiang Feng's seasoning was upgraded to the master level.

He didn't look at the attribute panel, but he knew very well that his seasoning had reached the grandmaster.

Because he saw the freshly cooked broth in front of him.

【Dash Soup Class S】

He made an S-grade dashi.

Made a qualified broth.

Jiang Feng didn't taste the soup in front of him first. After nearly three months, two of which were exhausting cooking years that he didn't want to recall, he finally made the S-grade soup, breaking the A-grade and That thin layer of window paper between the S-classes.

He kind of wants to cry.

Jiang Feng didn't think he was a sentimental person. It could be said that he ate only pure meat wontons and Li Hongzhang's chowder since he was a child, and he only ate Wang Xiulian.

I was so excited that I wanted to cry, maybe this was the first time.

"Master...Brother Feng, why are you in a daze here? Is this pot of broth ready? I'll bring it over when it's ready. My master wants broth." The youngest brother jumped to Jiang Feng's side, vainly trying to confront Jiang Feng. Start with the S-rank soup stock in front of you.

"Don't move it yet!" Jiang Feng reacted and blocked it, "This pot of soup cannot be moved. You should watch here so that no one else can take it. I'll call Master Peng."

The youngest brother: ?

Isn't Brother Feng really his master uncle?

Why is it so natural to arouse him.

Jiang Feng went to call Peng Changping. Although Peng Changping stayed in Yongheju every day, he didn't stay in the kitchen for long. As a famous chef who has spent most of his life in the kitchen, Peng Changping doesn't love the kitchen that much. He usually gives instructions to his disciples and grandchildren, leaving the rest for them to understand. Only when guiding Jiang Feng It will take more time and thought—maybe that's why Jiang Feng has repeatedly clarified, but some people still think that he is Peng Changping's closed disciple.

Peng Changping is used to staying in the lobby and the second floor, especially during business hours. He finds a corner to sit with a thermos in his hand. From time to time, a waiter will come to care if he needs to refill his tea, just like an ordinary diner.

When Jiang Feng went to look for him on the second floor, Peng Changping was sitting in the corner drinking tea as usual.

"Master Peng." Jiang Feng called Peng Changping.

"Huh?" Peng Changping turned his head to look at Jiang Feng, "Is something wrong in the kitchen?"

"I want you to taste the broth I just hung out," Jiang Feng said.

Peng Changping didn't ask the reason, nodded and said yes softly, and followed Jiang Feng into the kitchen.

"Your state is much better recently than before." Peng Changping said with a smile, "Got it now?"

"Yes." Jiang Feng nodded, and handed him the small spoon for tasting.

"It's good if you figure it out. Learning a craft is a very pure thing. It needs to be focused on, but few people can do it. There are no obstacles in this world. It's good to understand many things." Peng Changping said , "Restaurant management is nothing more than that. Next time, if I have time, I will tell you some of my experience when I was running a restaurant."

Jiang Feng: ...

I think your experience may not be useful.

Peng Changping scooped up some still steaming broth with a small spoon, and took a sip.

Peng Changping was stunned.

"Have you tasted it?" Peng Changping asked.

Jiang Feng shook his head: "No, I just think this pot is different from others. I forgot to taste it and I will call you."

Peng Changping smiled, a wide range of smiles, the corners of his mouth turned up, his originally small eyes narrowed into a slit, and even the few gray eyebrows revealed relief and joy.

"Earlier, you told me that you didn't think the broth was good enough. I thought you got into a dead end because of foreign objects. I see that you don't seem to be bothered by external objects these days, but you still practice broth. I thought you didn't get out of the dead end. When I came out, I was discussing with Junior Brother Qin yesterday how to persuade you, but now it seems that I have little knowledge."

"I didn't expect you to have such high demands on yourself, and I didn't expect you to do so well."

"In the past, I just thought that you were talented, and that if time passed, you would be able to regain the glory of the past, so I thought it would be icing on the cake to teach you Jiang's Shentang to give you more pointers. Now it seems that not only can you reproduce the glory of the past, you may surpass you too Grandpa, I regret confiscating you as an apprentice, if I have you as an apprentice, I will be a bragging capital in the future." Peng Changping laughed, "If I can live a few more years."

Jiang Feng was stunned. He also thought that he could make S-grade broth very well, but it didn't make sense for Peng Changping to blow his rainbow fart like that.

I'm so embarrassed, I even want to listen to a few more sentences.

"Try it yourself." Peng Changping said.

Jiang Feng picked up a small spoon and took a sip like Peng Changping.

Jiang Feng was stunned.

He couldn't believe that this broth came from him.

The mellowness of chicken soup, the saltiness of ham, and the essence of various ingredients are all gathered in this soup. The taste of mountains, the sea, the most primitive delicacy of food, and human memory of delicious food can all be summed up in this soup. .

If the bowl of soup that Jiang Xiaoran drank had this taste in his memory, Jiang Feng could only say that it would not be a loss if he was beaten up ten times for this bowl of soup.

There are still some differences between clear soup and high soup. Clear soup is destined to give up part of the delicious taste because of the pursuit of clear water color, but high soup does not have this concern. The existence of broth is for freshness, which is the best interpretation of the word "freshness" in Chinese food in the era when the ingredients were scarce in the ancients, and it is the best weapon for fighting MSG in this era of highly industrialized development.

A thousand words, all in the soup.

"Master Peng, I want to stop for a while," Jiang Feng said.

"Huh?" Peng Changping looked at him.

"I want to learn Jiang's ginseng soup from you after a while. From tomorrow onwards, I will first help Taifeng Building. The business in the store is really not going well during this time. I think I should go back and help." Jiang Feng whispered.

"Go." Peng Changping had no objection, "Do what you want, you have had a hard day today, go back early and have a good rest, and take this pot of soup back, let your two grandpas taste it too, they Would be proud of you."

"Thank you, Master Peng." Jiang Feng went to find the container.

Peng Changping looked at the chicken soup in front of him, and smacked his mouth. For some reason, he felt that he had a particularly strong appetite now, but after thinking about it now, he felt that the broth just now had a special taste.

He hasn't felt this way for a long time.

Peng Changping tasted some broth again.

It has a special taste, there is no problem with saltiness, and it is very fresh, which makes him feel that his sense of taste has become more sensitive.

You must know that his sense of taste has deteriorated a bit, but he has been used to it over the years. In order to maintain a healthy diet, he cannot eat heavy oil and salt. He is used to eating dishes that are delicious but always feel tasteless.

"Little..." Peng Changping looked at the young man of the lowest generation who seemed to be his grandson, whom he had never taught, and couldn't pronounce his name for a while.

"Great Master, my surname is Chu!" The guy with the lowest seniority finally had a surname.

"Is there anything to eat? Just cook me some side dishes and let me try your handicrafts." Peng Changping said with a smile, in a particularly good mood.

Xiao Chu:! ! !

Although he didn't know why, his intuition told him that he should thank Master...Brother Feng.

Thank you, Brother Feng!