v2 Chapter 229： Yam

In the next few hours, all the staff of the chefs tasted the sweetness and bitterness.

Jiang Feng's next dish is drawing yam, and the newly-promoted employees of Hou Chu have not yet experienced Jiang Feng's excellent cooking skills after opening, and they still have doubts about the new drawing yam.

After eating the pickled dumplings, he couldn't stop snoring and drinking two glasses of water to force it down. Now Zhang Weiyu, who has been unable to move, has courage and a spirit of trying, but his stomach is really not allowed.

He will soon know what he missed.

While everyone was still hesitating, Jiang Jiankang was quick to catch his eyes and caught a large piece.

After eating it calmly, he said, "Don't you come and taste it? The yam is bad when it gets cold."

After that, I clipped another piece.

Sang Ming hesitated for a moment, feeling that Jiang Feng was both a small boss and his own interviewer. He could see his talents on the mahjong plate with wisdom and knowledge, and recruited himself with knowledge of his encounters.

Gritted his teeth and clamped one.

The freshly drawn yam was dipped in cold water, although it was not hot, but the yam inside the sugar layer was still hot. Sang Ming inhaled and bite a small half of his belly.

This taste!

Sang Ming froze.

He had never eaten such a delicious yam!

Sang Ming has no culture. He went to a junk high school. He never took 300% in the monthly exam. The college entrance examination also advanced to the 300 mark, but it was useless. It was more than 100 points away from the undergraduate line.

The college tuition fee is tens of thousands a year. He has a younger sister who has good grades and is about to be in high school. He ca n’t afford to waste his family ’s money and leave his younger sister to college instead of wasting money to go to a college The school might as well look to the north with his fellow villagers to see if they can mix up people.

He doesn't have much expertise, and occasionally don't boast of other people's hands and feet. Besides that, he is very good at playing mahjong. This is well-known in Shili and Baxiang. I came to apply for a Dahe chef because I heard that Dahe chef is a miscellaneous. He thinks that they are miscellaneous anyway. The 7500 one-month meal and the 5,000 one-month meal are sure to choose the former. Only five hundred people share the basement.

If he can save 6,500 a month, 78,000 a year, the boss said that there are three times the salary on holidays and the year-end bonus at the end of the year, and maybe he can slowly process the funds later. Maybe more.

With so much money, he could send his sister to a high school in the city to study. His younger sister is a good seed for schooling. He can't hang around in the high school in town like him. In the future, he can take a good college, find a decent job, and marry a good family.

His sister is not like him, he is not clever, he is not very good at work, and he does not look good. When that sentence comes, how to read is ugly. His younger sister had no merit. She had a slump nose, dark skin, and had acne on her face. Mahjong could not play well. If she didn't study, she wouldn't marry.

Sang Ming was full of thoughts, and a piece of yam fell.

He thought of the girl in the class next to high school, the daughter of a math teacher, who looked good, had white skin, big eyes, and his sister were two extremes.

If his sister can grow up like that, she doesn't need to read books, as long as she is lucky enough to meet a blind person, she can marry a good family.

Digression again, Sang Ming broke his heart for his sister, can think of his sister anything.

The girl in the class next door was really good-looking, math, and Sang Ming was secretly in love with her at first, but unfortunately, Sang Ming was so messed up with math while playing mahjong. The luck was bad. High school girl with eyes closed next door went to the provincial capital to go to college. Sang Ming came to Peiping and Beibei. They had a crush on two years without saying a word.

Having said that, although his sister ca n’t even play mahjong, she ca n’t even count cards, but she ’s really good at math, and she has a perfect score in every exam.

Wait, why did he think of his sister again, saying that the other day his sister and he called and told him that she had passed the first grade exam at the end of the term, and he gave her a fifteen yuan red envelope as soon as he was impulsive.

Hey, his sister's meal was taken away by his sister again.

"Sang Ming, Sang Ming, what do you think? I told you several times and you didn't hear it. Is the yam delicious?" Advised Han Yi.

"Ah, it tastes very good, no, I mean delicious, really delicious!" Sang Ming said.

When others saw chopsticks, they were all indulged in the sweetness of the dog food.

The final price of the test dish was the two grandfathers. The other chefs were also involved mainly to let them know the strength of the cooks, and also to make the cooks a little bit close to their own level.

For example, at the beginning of the week, at first he felt that although he was a younger brother, he was at least better than Jiang Feng. After Jiang Feng finished drawing yam, he was deeply aware that he was a younger brother.

After tasting the yam of yam, all the staff of Houchi looked at Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng was not insulted and started to make Li Hongzhang chowder.

The Li Hongzhang chowder is a big dish, the steps are more complicated, and the corresponding price will be relatively expensive if it can really be served on the menu. Ji Xue is still focusing on her tiled chicken, two old men are also looking forward to it. If Ji Xue can maintain her standard in the game, this dish Taifeng Tower can kill one in Peiping City. Blood way.

The level of Jiang Feng's two masters are very understanding, the only Li Hongzhang chowder to prepare to taste in person.

"When did Xiaofeng learn this dish?" Jiang Weiguo had no idea but who taught Jiang Feng this dish.

Neither he nor Jiang Weiming would cook this famous dish in Chinatown, and Jiang Feng learned from where.

"I remember that he had been messing around in the kitchen for the past few months, probably by looking at the recipes online," Jiang Weiming guessed.

In addition to pondering Li Hongzhang's chowder in the past few months, Jiang Feng has been pondering the chicken and the soup, and it seems to others that he is making a mess.

It was basically cold during the week, and three dishes were thrown away. He didn't deserve a name in the special dishes. In addition to Lu cuisine, Zhang Guanghang also has several standard French dishes. It is difficult to distinguish between authentic and fake by changing the name and plate, such as the spinach pile in sauce, and changing it to the name of Hongyun or the spinach pile. Few people recognize this as French cuisine.

There is also a French-style rosemary grilled lamb chop. After removing the French 80% of the guests, they simply think that this is the grilled lamb chop.

Plus the French word can double the price.

Sun Jikai is stronger than Zhou Shi ~ www.novelhall.com ~ His steamed eastern star spot was directly knocked out by the strikeout. This dish has no advantage except the high price, and the crispy roasted suckling pig is also out. . But the crispy roasted suckling pig gave Jiang Weiming a little inspiration. After all, roast pork is the originator of Lu Cai. One of the eight treasures of the Zhou Dynasty was the roast pork. Later, there were countless ways in which Jiang Weiming would evolve. A lot.

This hard dish is the most suitable for the press on the opening day.

It was already cool by the week and changed to another stovetop chef. Ji Xue's tiled flower chicken was still a while away. It was Jiang Feng's Li Hongzhang chowder coming out of the pot, and it was time to put it on a plate and steam it in a steamer.

"Sang Ming, Han Yigu, Ouyang, Luo Yu, Yin Xuan, you come to see how I set the plate." Jiang Feng shouted.

If his Li Hongzhang chowder can hit a hundred points, 30% of them are additional points brought by the plate, which shows the excellent plate's influence on this dish.

Watching Jiang Feng's movements, Sang Ming realized a little.

"This is how to put on a cake! It's still three-dimensional." Sang Ming sighed.

The rest :? ? ?

Jiang Feng :? ? ?

Jiang Feng's movements in his hands gave him a close look.

It's a bit like Sang Ming said.

Even if he felt a huge shock in his heart, Jiang Feng's face didn't show up, and his hand movement continued, saying, "Just go up one layer at a time, and then pour the scraps and raw soup on it, and steam it. "

Although the buff can only be made once a day, it is not a waste to make this good dish once a day. It must be sold a few times and made more. It is best that other stove chefs can learn to produce in batches.

Ten minutes later, Li Hongzhang simmered.

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