v2 Chapter 293： Task progress (2/100)

On the way to the kitchen of the orthopedic cafeteria, Jiang Feng, in my head, I kept beating the game prompts, and a sound of tinkling sounded like a beautiful note, which became a beautiful movement.

"Ding, gain 999 experience."

"Ding, gain 999 experience."

"Ding, gain 999 experience."

"Ding……"

The smile on Jiang Feng's face gradually deepened.

What did he say, doctor, is an angel!

Whether it is a medical student, a registrar, an intern, a fellow trainee, or an attending physician, or a director, deputy senior, and so on, Jiang Feng has no idea what the position is, they are all angels!

They are all angels who directly eat experience to the upper limit!

When Jiang Feng walked to the door of the small kitchen, Qiu Yuan was carrying a small chair and sitting in the door with a fan and the wind.

"Yo, Xiao Jiang, come and cook for Doctor Jiang again?" Having tasted Jiang Feng's craftsmanship yesterday, Qiu Yuan was quite enthusiastic about his attitude.

"Yeah, I'm free this time." Jiang Feng laughed.

The weather is still very hot today, and even muggy than yesterday. Everyone can feel that a heavy rain is coming, but this rain seems to be blocked on the Second Ring Road, and it has not been down for several days.

In the small kitchen, Qian Lijuan is cutting beef.

Seeing Jiang Feng coming in, Qian Lijuan put down the knife in her hand: "Xiao Jiang, come and take a look. Aunt, right?"

Jiang Feng went to the chopping board and looked carefully at the beef just cut by Qian Lijuan.

Qian Lijuan definitely did her homework last night. Although Jiang Feng told her that beef can't be cut along the texture and should be cut horizontally, she didn't tell her many details.

The beef on the chopping board has the outer fascia removed, and the cut beef pieces are very even, not the thick and thin ones.

"I asked my husband last night. My husband told me to cut the beef by pressing the left hand on the beef and using the push-pull knife. How about it, Xiaojiang, am I okay with cutting? Jiang Feng, afraid that she cut it wrong again.

"No problem, you cut very well, just cut it like this." Jiang Feng affirmed Qian Lijuan's knife skills.

Every teacher likes to be obedient and motivated, and will seriously review and preview students in advance. Qian Lijuan is undoubtedly a good student in this legend.

"Are you big? Will you cut the hob block?" Jiang Feng asked.

"What is the hob block?" Qian Lijuan asked.

"I roll the radish every time I cut it, and cut it diagonally." Jiang Feng said.

"I'll try it later." Qian Lijuan said.

Qian Lijuan's first attempt at the hob block was very successful, thanks to her extensive experience in cutting vegetables.

Jiang Feng has been watching her side by side, just as he said yesterday, he just keeps his mouth shut, and supervises and guides the whole process, and Qian Lijuan completes all the actual operations.

"Yes, that's all right now, just go through the water leeches. Remove them, and remove them all."

"The two spatulas are raw, and the fire will be a little bigger if you stir fry."

...

"Is this color okay?" Qian Lijuan hesitated as she looked at the beef in the pot.

"This color is not deep enough. Don't be afraid when adding the ingredients. Be sure to be bold. Continue to stir fry, the color of the beef is not uniform enough."

"Now this color is fine. Add water. The water will not be beef."

"Yes, it's okay now. Pour the beef and the soup into the casserole and slowly simmer. The fire is too big, then reduce it."

Under Jiang Feng's verbal instructions, Qian Lijuan's carrot stew process was very smooth.

In the process of Jiang Feng's guidance of Qian Lijuan, a middle-aged woman and a young man came to cook porridge in the kitchen.

"Well, Xiaojiang, haven't you come to cook Dr. Jiang? Why didn't I see you bring vegetables?" Qian Lijuan noticed that Jiang Feng came empty-handed.

Jiang Feng: ...

Qian Lijuan didn't say that he really forgot, he actually came to cook for Jiang Shouzhen.

"No rush, just fry two dishes of my brother to make sauce and meat at noon. I haven't bought the dishes yet." Jiang Feng said.

"Wait until the beef is done, and the aunt will divide you in half." Qian Lijuan laughed. "Xiaojiang, you should go and buy the vegetables first. Today the tomatoes in the small vegetable market are very good. You do n’t need to fry the vegetables. You can go early Go and wait for someone else to buy it. "

Speaking of tomatoes, Jiang Feng suddenly thought of borscht, which he loved very much.

On the chopping board, there were beef leftovers that were discarded because of too much gluten, and Jiang Feng immediately followed them.

"Aunt Qian, do you still need those meats?" Jiang Feng asked.

"Those meats? Those meats are gone. My husband can't eat a few pieces. My mother-in-law and my mother-in-law have bad teeth. This kind of gluten won't bite at all." Qian Lijuan said, "You don't say that I forget , I'll clear them now and throw them into the trash. "

"Don't, I'm going to make a borscht for my second brother at noon. If you don't use it, please trouble me with this meat." Jiang Feng said.

"It's all for you, by the way, Auntie and the apple are especially sweet. You wait for me to bring it to you this time." Qian Lijuan said, and went out of the kitchenette.

Jiang Feng also went to the grocery market to buy food.

Borscht is a thick vegetable soup from Ukraine. Most of the main ingredients are beets, but the main ingredients of borscht that Jiang Feng drinks are usually tomatoes.

Jiang Feng's love for borscht originated from a steak restaurant newly opened in a shopping mall in city z in high school.

The steak at the steakhouse is very unpalatable. The side dishes that come with the steak are unlimited. At that time, Chen Xiuxiu was still 200 pounds of Chen Xiuxiu. Chen Xiuxiu once loved the steak restaurant's cakes and milk-covered black tea. He basically took Jiang Feng to that steak restaurant every weekend.

Although the steakhouse closed soon, Jiang Feng fell in love with borscht.

Neither the old man nor Jiang Jiankang would make borscht. Jiang Feng became a self-taught student on the Internet, and soon he grasped the essence of borscht.

A mess of stew, a wild mess.

The borscht made by this kind of law is actually strange and delicious.

When Jiang Feng bought potatoes, pork, onions, carrots, tomatoes, cabbage, and flour from the small vegetable market and returned to the small kitchen, Qian Lijuan sliced ​​the apples and inserted them into a lunch box with a toothpick.

It may be said that there may not be a more intimate vegetable market in the world than the small vegetable market of Renyi. The flour there can be weighed.

"Come, Xiaojiang eats an apple. This apple is sweet." Qian Lijuan handed the lunch box to Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng took the lunch box, poked an apple with a toothpick, and entered.

Apples are very crispy. They are crunchy and raw, sweet and sour, and really good.

Such a good apple ~ www.novelhall.com ~ It is a pity not to use it as a crispy apple.

It is a pity that Jiang Feng does not make crisp apples.

After three or two bites of the apples in the lunch box, Jiang Feng started washing his hands and preparing borscht.

"Well, hello, could you please help me see what is going on with my porridge?" The little young man in the small kitchen, who looked like Jiang Feng, suddenly spoke.

"Of course you can." Jiang Feng smiled.

He knew from the beginning that this little young man would not cook at all. The white porridge was cooked directly from the fire. At that time, it was either rice or sandwich, or white porridge.

This young man never spoke again, Jiang Feng couldn't help but help him.

"The porridge is not cooked like this, are you in a hurry?" Jiang Feng asked.

"Ah, no, don't hurry." The young man looked somewhat restrained.

"Don't be nervous, young man, Xiao Jiang is very enthusiastic. Xiao Jiang is a professional chef, and his level is high." Qian Lijuan began to blow Jiang Feng without thinking.

"You'd better soak the porridge with water for ten minutes. How many people do you cook?" Jiang Feng asked.

"For one person, I cooked it for my dad," the boy said.

"For one person, you have too much Mijia, and the bottom of your porridge is almost pasty, and the top is still raw. Basically, it was saved."

"you should……"

The porridge king began to instruct young guys who cook for the first time how to properly cook a good white porridge.

After half an hour, the young man's white porridge came out.

"Ding, complete a dish, task progress (2/100)."

Jiang Feng smiled slightly, concealing her credit.

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