v2 Chapter 347： Saffron Chicken

After leaving memory, Jiang Feng's first reaction turned out to be that he had not seen Xia Muzhen finish the Wanfu meat.

It's as if he can learn to watch Xia Muzhen making Wanfu meat.

But then again, when did he love cooking so much?

Originally, he watched memories as well as movies. After all, the stories in the memories are generally very exciting. The plots are ups and downs, the sad relationship is deep, the sweet gathering, the sky dog ​​food, the joys and sorrows are all there.

In the process of cooking, Jiang Feng usually takes a look at it. Anyway, he won't let him learn it. He won't learn it once. It will appear in the recipe column as many times as he wants.

Thinking of this, Jiang Feng opened the properties panel this time and turned to the recipe column.

There are only 4 dishes in Xia Muyi, which is already half lit.

[Saffron Chicken (Pseudo) Grade A]

Prepared by: Xiamu Bing

Dish details: This is a world-renowned French cuisine. By chance, Peiping's famous chef Xia Mudi gave it a new vitality with Chinese cooking methods, which created an unintentional recipe Great dishes. Because the elderly people are deeply buried in their hearts, they do n’t want to talk about the apprenticeship, and the special mood of warmth and joy when diners taste this dish, which makes this dish an unforgettable memory in Zhang Guanghang ’s life. Received within one hour: French (Advanced) buff bonus.

Number of productions per day (0/3)

Friendly reminder: This dish is much more difficult than the player ’s current cooking skills, and there is a 100% chance that the dish will fail.

Jiang Feng :? ? ?

What did he see? French (Advanced) buff bonus? ? ?

This is different from Zhang Guanghang's self-introduction on stage, saying that I am a chef player from France who has been practicing for 20 years. I am good at Lu cuisine, French cuisine and Japanese cuisine. What I bring to you today is French recitation.

Can I sell this dish at the door of Beierwai?

In the future, Taifeng House will not only rob the business of the matchmaking agency, but also the French counseling agency? Others run a crash course in English for three days, and I run a crash course in French?

Jiang Feng's thoughts suddenly drifted away.

Wu Minqi came out of the bath and saw Jiang Feng lying on the sofa in a daze.

"What do you want? It's not too late to take a shower." Wu Minqi said as she brushed her hair.

"Qiqi, do you want to learn French?" Jiang Feng looked straight.

"French? Learn what to do, do you have trouble understanding anything? I can't understand you just take a photo and ask Zhang Guanghang." Wu Minqi couldn't keep up with Jiang Feng's brain circuit.

"I'll just ask anything if I don't have anything. I'm thinking that if you know French, we can find time to go to France." Jiang Feng found that his level of lying is getting higher and higher, and he can handle all kinds of nonsense without changing his heart. do not jump.

"I do n’t need to study French specifically. Besides, the shop is so busy now that there is no time to hang out. If you want to play, find another time. Go to the shower. You must be tired after rubbing for a day. Go to bed early. "Wu Minqi urged.

Jiang Feng obediently went to take a bath, and then went to bed.

Seriously, sleeping on my back always feels my jaw is awkward.

...

When Jiang Feng woke up early the next morning, he found that he was a good man again. The foreign body sensation behind him had completely disappeared. He could run, jump, or even sit. There was no problem in going to work normally.

Because he woke up early, Jiang Feng went downstairs to buy breakfast after washing, which is actually the bean bag at the net red bun shop at the gate of the community. Jiang Feng originally wanted to buy back the amount of the Jiang family all at once. After all, under the leadership of Comrade Wang Xiulian, the croissants have become an indispensable staple food for the Jiang family's breakfast table.

As a result, who would like to buy buns downstairs downstairs actually limit purchases, before 8:30 per person limit purchase 10. Although their buns are quite large, they can't stand up to Jiang Jiankang and Comrade Wang Xiulian's large meals. It is no wonder that Wu Minqi has not helped Comrade Wang Xiulian to buy breakfast recently.

When Jiang Feng bought the buns and went back to Wu Minqi, he had already got up, and the two went to Taifeng Building early after breakfast.

Starting today, Jiang Weiming will teach Jiang Feng sea cucumber.

Due to the special nature of sea cucumber, sea cucumber dishes are generally more difficult than other dishes. In recent years, the production methods of sea cucumbers have become richer and more diverse. They are no longer limited to the cooking methods of stew, stir-fry, roast and grill, and many new ways of making sea cucumbers have appeared.

It would be more than enough to write a book if the sea cucumber menu was scooped up.

In view of Jiang Feng's basic knowledge of sea cucumbers is zero, so if he wants to learn how to make sea cucumbers, he must start with becoming familiar with sea cucumbers.

Commonly known as lay down.

The two old men were waiting for him at the back kitchen early. When Jiang Feng didn't say much, he started teaching directly.

Since then, Jiang Feng has lived with open-eyed black ginseng, closed her eyes with ginseng, and when she was thinking about things in a daze, she could think of the pleasant life of sea cucumber dishes that was similar to that of winter vacation.

The two fathers learned the lessons from the previous winter vacation special training, and knew the importance of the work and rest combination. Considering that Jiang Feng seemed to have only an entertainment activity besides the sand sculpture TV show, the two fathers defaulted After every two or three days, he went to benevolent doctors.

In a flash, it was next Friday.

Saturday is the Star Festival. Like couples who abuse dogs, they generally do n’t watch the time regardless of the occasion, but Valentine ’s Day on February 14 and the seventh day of July are fixed dog abuse, and major restaurants take the opportunity to launch ordinary packages Great time to spend a lot of Valentine's Day specials.

But then again, the seventh day of July is obviously a begging festival. It is the majority of young girls praying to Heaven for weavers to give them a pair of smart hands in order to weave better cloths. It sounds even a little inspirational, and it was bullied. The legend of the weaver girl became Valentine's Day.

But this is also good, otherwise Qixi will become a carnival in clothing stores.

Even in the small kitchen of Renyi, Jiang Feng can smell the taste of Qixi Festival.

[Famous Yang Renyi] The task progress has now been reached (98/100). Victory is in sight. Jiang Feng is cooking his favorite boiled broccoli in the small kitchen for Jiang Shouyu, while thinking about where to catch it. The mouse brushed off the progress of the last two tasks.

Zhuang Lin has been discharged from the hospital to take a rest, and Fang Zhaoyou ’s dad has recovered and returned home. Both Jiang Feng ’s two little white mice, Aunt Qian and Fang Zhaoyou, patronized the kitchen again, causing him to slow down the task greatly. I still insisted on patronizing the small doctor's kitchen, then the day before yesterday's task could be completed.

"You guys, can you look at it like this?" Xinjin Xiaobai, a middle-aged man with metal-framed glasses who looks obsessed with gentle hair and regular hair. .

"It's almost there, so you can cook it out." Jiang Feng nodded affirmatively. "If you can't control the saltiness while cooking, put less salt first. If you taste it, add more, or add more at once. It's not easy to get it. "

"Okay, guy, thank you, you've helped me a lot." The middle-aged man thanked.

Jiang Feng glanced at his watch. It was already past 11 o'clock. If there were no more mice, he would have to stay in the small kitchen at night to complete the task.

Is it a bit cruel to have my brother eat two meals of boiled broccoli a day?

Should we cook him lean pork congee at night?

"Feng Feng, you are here!" Fang Zhuo's surprise interrupted Jiang Feng's thinking.

"Why are you here? Isn't your father all discharged from the hospital?" Jiang Feng saw Fang Zuoxi overjoyed, and he told him to come and make two dishes by the way, I will teach you!

"My dad re-examined today. He said he wanted to drink the white porridge I cooked, and I came over. I didn't expect you to be here today." Fang Qingyou said.

"Can your dad eat something else now?" Jiang Feng asked.

"The doctor said, as long as it is not seafood and particularly greasy food." Fang Zhuo began to look for the casserole skillfully.

"Since your dad can eat normally, why bother cooking white porridge and frying him two dishes!" Jiang Feng suggested.

Fang Zhuoyou found the familiar one from the many casseroles in the cabinet and would take it out, hesitating a bit: "That's right, but ... I will only cook white porridge without cooking."

"It's enough to fry two simple home-style side dishes ~ www.novelhall.com ~ It's like scrambled eggs with tomatoes, fried potatoes with shredded potatoes, etc. It's easy to get started, I will teach you!" Jiang Feng looked confident, "Qian Aunt Qian I teach beef stew with carrots. "

Fang Zuoyou was convinced on the spot: "I'll go shopping, tomatoes, eggs and potatoes?"

"Yes, buy less. You can buy two tomatoes. Don't buy too many." Jiang Feng instructed and watched the party go out.

The middle-aged man who heard the two conversations from beginning to end became interested in Jiang Feng and asked, "I'm sorry to disturb you, boy, I just heard you two, and you seem to often teach others to cook here."

This question is occasionally asked by Jiang Feng. Jiang Feng replied very skillfully: "Yeah, my brother is a doctor at this hospital. He has a mouthful of food and is not used to cooking outside. I came over to make meals for him. , And by the way, teach people who are not good at cooking. In fact, it is just a few words, but staying in the kitchen is also staying. "

"Are you a chef?"

"Yes, I'm the chef of Taifeng House." Jiang Feng never forgets to advertise to Taifeng House.

"Taifeng House, I know, the restaurant that opened in July, right? I heard from friends that everyone's comments are very good. I remember my friend said that your restaurant's ordering system is quite unique , Not by the order or by the chef, right? "Said the middle-aged man.

"Yes." Jiang Feng didn't expect to meet someone here who knew that the ordering system of Taifeng House was different from others, so he couldn't help but talk a few words, "If you have time to come to Taifeng House for dinner, you can try Click on the dishes I made. If you do n’t want to leave, my name is Jiang Feng, Jiang Shui Jiang, Maple Leaf Maple. "

"Jiang Feng Yuhuo is sleepy, good name." The middle-aged man laughed. "I will go to Taifeng Tower to try your dishes when I have time. I will go first."

"Thank you." Jiang Feng also responded politely.