Life is a Game

As soon as he arrived at Taifeng Tower, Jiang Feng went to find bird's nest to soak his hair.

The best golden bird's nest is used.

Originally, Taifeng House would not keep golden silk bird's nest in the back kitchen. The old man basically didn't know how to make bird's nest dishes except the willow-leaf bird's nest dish in clear soup. Jiang Weiming was not very good at bird's nest dishes, and Jiang Feng was even worse Stew a rock sugar bird's nest for Comrade Wang Xiulian.

Such a good thing as golden bird's nest would definitely be ruined in the back kitchen of Taifeng Building.

But now it is different, Taifeng House has welcomed a new head chef.

A master of Cantonese cuisine, he can be the head chef of expensive dishes.

As long as it is expensive, there is no Sun Mao who would not.

Sun Maocai usually comes to the back kitchen very late. He has more activities in the morning. He wakes up early and goes home to take a shower. Buy a morning newspaper at the newsstand, and you must read the newspaper before you come to work.

As soon as Sun Maocai entered the back kitchen, he saw the bowl of soaked bird's nest beside Jiang Feng.

"What kind of dishes are you going to make?" Sun Maocai was a little curious. He had been working in Taifeng Building for almost half a month, and he had never seen anyone other than him cook bird's nest dishes.

"Dove swallows swallows," Jiang Feng said.

"Pigeon Tunyan." Sun Maocai suddenly felt that he had something to say, and before he could say the next sentence, he suddenly realized that Jiang Feng was an expert in making eight-treasure chestnut pigeons, so it must be no problem to be a pigeon swallow.

"Are you going to make a special soup or just use yesterday's soup?" Sun Maocai asked.

The method of pigeon swallowing is basically the same as that of the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon. The three-month-old meat pigeon is deboned, and the belly is cut and stuffed with bird's nest, ham and pine needles, and finally steamed. The two most difficult points, the deboning of the pine needles and the whole pigeon, are not a problem for Jiang Feng, it's not his fault, based on his experience in making eight-treasure chestnut pigeons and his current level, he can debone the pigeons with his eyes closed .

Before the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon was born, Ge Tun Yan once had the reputation of the best soup in the world.

Of course, as we all know, there are five of the Four Heavenly Kings, and there is more than one No. 1 Soup in the World.

It is difficult to thicken the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon, and it is difficult to heat the pigeon swallow.

Babao Chestnut Pigeon is steamed, and it doesn't take long. Pigeon swallowing depends on stewing. It is necessary to stew the pigeons that have been shaped by flying water, the skeleton that has been dismantled before and the specially prepared broth, and stew for four to five hours. Because the time is too long, the control of the heat becomes the key. A little carelessness will cause the fragile body of the pigeon to crack. Not only will the pigeon meat lose its original sweetness, but the bird’s nest buried in the belly of the pigeon will also leak out. Make this dish change from swallowing swallows to spit swallows.

Of course, for Jiang Feng now, this kind of control of the heat is not a problem.

The problem is the stock.

If the broth is to be subdivided carefully, it can be divided into many types, and the ingredients and hanging methods will also have some subtle differences. But they are roughly the same, basically they are soups made of ham, pork and old hen.

Ordinary dishes that need to use broth do not need to be so particular, as long as it is a good pot of soup. However, for top dishes such as Jiang’s Ginseng Soup, Pigeon Swallow Soup, and even Taishi Snake Soup, the stock has become a crucial factor in determining the upper limit of its taste. Therefore, if you want to really make a top-notch dish, the stock needs special Boiled, a dish with a soup.

"Just use yesterday's," Jiang Feng said.

If he wanted to make an S-level pigeon swallow, he would of course need a special pot of broth. But he only needs to make an A-level Pigeon Tunyan with buffs, and let Wu Minqi eat it to see if he can solve the current dilemma of not being able to find inspiration, so there is no need to be so troublesome.

Sun Maocai didn't say any more, and only left a sentence that you can ask me if you encounter any problems, and then went to do his own thing.

A pigeon swallow that is destined to be impossible to reach the S level will not cause discussion or even a sensation in the current Taifeng Building back kitchen, because the stewing time is relatively long, Jiang Feng is afraid that he will forget it when he gets busy at noon, so he specially asked Ji Xia to let her remember it. Follow the time and remind every hour.

"By the way, Xia Xia, how is your shortbread practice recently?" Jiang Feng suddenly remembered that before looking at the memory last night, he issued a task issued by a master who was complained by the game as irresponsible, and decided to care about his apprentice Learn the process and be a master who may be a little bit responsible.

Ji Xia, who hadn't been cared about by his master for a long time and hadn't been asked about his cooking process, remembered at this moment the fear of being dominated by crab stuffed oranges.

"Just... just..." Ji Xia started the poor student mode of being unable to answer the teacher's questions again, and kept his head down for a long time without saying a word, "Just... just the same as before."

Jiang Feng sighed, deeply realizing that he seemed to be an irresponsible master, but he couldn't take responsibility for the Bai case, so he could only ask Ji Xia to find a reliable, qualified and skilled Bai case master again. Get on the agenda and stay ahead of the schedule.

"Practice a lot these two days and don't slack off. Master will come to check how your shortbread is doing in a few days," Jiang Feng said.

Ji Xia nodded, and was about to leave when she suddenly remembered that she actually had good news to tell Jiang Feng: "By the way, Uncle Jiang said that the Mid-Autumn Festival will be soon, and he will teach me how to make mooncakes next week."

Due to the chaotic seniority of Jiang's family, all those who Ji Xia couldn't figure out what to call were uncles, uncles, grandparents.

"Moon cakes?" Jiang Feng thought for a while. It's only August and the Mid-Autumn Festival is in October, but if it's teaching, it has to start.

And he can teach moon cakes.

He has a recipe for fresh meat mooncakes. Although he doesn't do it very well, he knows how to make mistakes, can teach others, and has rich experience in making mistakes.

"What mooncake? Are they Cantonese-style mooncakes or Soviet-style mooncakes?" Jiang Feng felt that if Jiang Jianguo came to teach him, it would most likely be fresh meat mooncakes.

"Fresh meat mooncakes!" Ji Xia's eyes lit up when she mentioned this, obviously last year's Babaozhai's fresh meat mooncakes left her with very good memories.

Having said that, the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, and it is time for Babaozhai to make a fortune.

Think about it and feel a little jealous.

"Then Xia Xia should study hard, and ask the master if there is anything you don't understand." Jiang Feng said with a smile, ended this meaningless conversation, and sent Ji Xia to do his own work.

Ge Tunyan didn't finish until 3 pm. Before that, few people in the back kitchen found out that Jiang Feng was cooking a new dish. They all thought that Jiang Feng was making eight-treasure chestnut pigeon. Zhang Weiyu was a little strange and asked Jiang Feng once why the eight-treasure Chestnut pigeons have to be steamed for so long.

Since the pigeon swallows are stewed, this time they only want buffs and not quality. With buffs, they can only make three pigeons a day. Jiang Feng cooked three pigeons in one pot, one for Wu Minqi and one for Ji. Xia Xia has one.

Ji Xia had to notify Jiang Feng every hour that she actually kept the pigeon swallow, but she didn't know what was in it. Jiang Feng told her that she had never even heard of the pigeon swallow. Seeing that the food was about to come out of the pot, Ji Xia stayed by the side of the pot, reluctant to leave, and wanted to see what it was.

"Xia Xia, go and call your sister Wu and Ji Yue over," Jiang Feng said.

Ji Xia could only call someone first.

When Ji Xia led Ji Yue and Wu Minqi back, Jiang Feng had already put the pigeon swallow into the cup usually used to hold the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon. A pigeon was half a cup of broth, which looked like a clear stew Pigeon.

"Jiang Feng, didn't I tell you a few days ago that you don't need to make this pigeon swallow? It's better if you give me a few more wontons." Ji Yue said.

Jiang Feng: ...

You didn't eat less wontons, and I didn't see any inspiration from your eating.

Jiang Feng smiled: "What I promised you must be done, and it's not difficult."

"The boss is particular about it!" Ji Yue gave Jiang Feng a thumbs up, and slapped a false and perfunctory workplace horse.

Wu Minqi didn't react too much, she didn't even have any expression on her face, she was still in a state of wandering, and she took a few pairs of chopsticks and a few spoons for everyone without saying a word.

Still without saying anything, Wu Minqi picked up a portion of Ge Tun Yan and walked to the side, and quietly ate it.

"By the way, Jiang Feng, I forgot to ask you during lunch today, is there something on your Qiqi's mind recently?" Ji Yue asked in a low voice when she saw Wu Minqi walking to the side.

"You can see it too." Jiang Feng lowered his voice.

"I've noticed it a long time ago. Your Qiqi was a little weird two or three days ago, and she seemed to have something on her mind. Today, she's even a little bit abnormal. Was she stimulated by Zhou Shi?" Ji Yue still observed Very sharp.

"Probably not." Jiang Feng felt that Wu Minqi was not a person who would be easily provoked by others, "Qiqi was probably looking for inspiration. She said that he remembered eating a dish that seemed to be Chaoshou but it didn't seem to be Chaoshou. She said this Haven’t you been outflanking your hands for a while? We have been eating red oil for breakfast every day for a while now, and Qiqi should be a little bit of a dead end because she can’t do it for so long.”

Ji Yue blinked her eyes in confusion, obviously she couldn't understand her inability to copy hands: "Then, have you ever asked her why she suddenly wanted to do copy hands?"

Jiang Feng was stunned.

Yes, he only knew that Wu Minqi got into trouble because he couldn't make what he wanted, but he didn't understand why Wu Minqi suddenly wanted to do this.

He didn't ask, and Wu Minqi didn't mention it, as if it just started one day suddenly. Jiang Feng thought about it carefully and found that the beginning could be traced back to a long time ago, even to the day when Wu Minqi suddenly proposed that she would contract the breakfast every morning.

Why did Wu Minqi make breakfast?

Jiang Feng thought for a while, but he couldn't remember clearly because it had been too long. He only remembered that Wu Minqi seemed to say that he wanted to find a balance between spiciness and deliciousness, and that he wanted to make dishes that were spicy but acceptable to humans and delicious.

But what does this have to do with copying hands?

Jiang Feng suddenly realized that Ji Yue had raised a very critical question.

Everything happens for a reason, and no one wants to practice a dish on a whim for no reason and persevere. Zhang Guanghang suddenly studied saffron chicken because he remembered his childhood memories, and Jiang Feng himself suddenly practiced so many dishes for no reason because he got these recipes.

But what is Wu Minqi's reason?

If she cooks breakfast because she wants to find that balance, then what is the reason for doing handwriting?

Jiang Feng felt that this reason might not even be understood by Qiqi herself, and that's why she was so distressed.

As for whether she can figure it out, it depends on whether Ge Tunyan is useful today.