v3 Chapter 457： Wu Minqi

"... I rarely see Sichuanese chefs who use such bold materials. Although Ms. Wu Minqi looks very cold and taciturn in interviews, she is unexpectedly bold and passionate."

"The Mao Xuewang I ate at the dining table the previous day has shocked me. Large pieces of duck blood, hair belly, ham sausage and bean sprouts are almost all wrapped in red oil, dried peppers and peppercorns. Every The same ingredients are stained with deep red, and each mouth is stimulating my taste buds, letting my mouth keep secreting saliva, as if taking a deep breath, the spicy taste in the mouth can be sucked into the stomach along the esophagus. in."

"At first I thought it was the young female chef who was a little bit heavy when ordering because of tension, but a visit in the kitchen a few days later broke my mind. She didn't cut the material a bit because of tension. On the contrary, She was cut off because she was nervous. "

Reading and reading are not the same. You can read ten lines at a time when reading, but when you read it, because of the need to read out the sound, it will make the originally seemingly short article look very long. Jiang Feng felt that her mouth was almost dry, and this article was only half-readable.

There was only one person left in front of him, Jiang Feng changed his breath, and told Grandma Jiang that his pancake fruit would add two eggs and he was ready to read on.

Reading such articles on an empty stomach is really weird.

It seems that the second half has to speed up, and he is tortured while reading such articles while smelling the smell of pancake fruit.

Torture!

"Grandma, remember to say more about my pancakes with more spicy sauce." Jiang Feng added.

"I know, the boss has three pancakes, one full, one with two eggs, one with nothing, and the one with two eggs is a bit spicy." Grandma Jiang said to the boss in a gasp and took out her own The small wallet is going to pay.

Seeing Jiang Feng just stopped and watched that she didn't continue to read the magazine, Grandma Jiang felt very dissatisfied.

This righteous thought has a turning point right after the wonderful place.

"Xiao Feng continues reading, after reading Grandma buys you soy juice." Grandma Jiang said.

Jiang Feng: ...

"Grandma, I want to drink soy milk."

"Okay, drink soy milk, read the article first." Grandma Jiang's expression and tone at this time seemed to be coaxing her three-year-old grandson.

"Mapo tofu is the ultimate feast combining spicy and hemp. Red soup and white tofu, as long as the tip of the tongue touches the hot and numb feeling, it can be transmitted from the tip of the tongue to the root of the tongue. The mouth keeps on for a long time. The advantages of this method of cooking are obvious, the ingredients are bold, the taste is heavy, and the taste of the dishes can quickly capture the taste buds of the diners, leaving an unforgettable deep impression on the diners. Whether it is a heavy taste eater or taste For light diners, this unique, bold and even somewhat arbitrary way of cooking will be a new experience and challenge for every diner. "

"The corresponding shortcomings are also very obvious. Nowadays, there are many strange restaurants that will deliberately make some extremely spicy dishes to attract people's attention, and even ignore the taste of the dishes for the sake of pure spicyness. I personally are very upside-down on this kind of behavior. Disappointed, I do n’t even think that the dishes are vegetables, it may be just a mixture of pure peppers stacked together. This extreme approach makes the original should be embellishment, assist or promote, let people enjoy The spiciness of a dish became pure pain. "

"The shortcomings of this Mapo Tofu are also here. There is often only a thin line between the pain and enjoyment of dishes that pursue the ultimate taste. As for this Mapo Tofu itself, I personally think it is a failure. Just entered At the time, the spicy pain brought me far more than the unique taste of the unique taste of this dish. Although the initial spicy taste gradually subsided, some aftertastes hidden behind the peppers and peppercorns could be hidden. But these afterthoughts alone will not allow me to give this dish a passing grade. "

"Although the dishes fail, I personally appreciate Miss Wu Qi ’s unique way of cooking. Bold and unique, with a very distinctive personal color, I have rarely seen this in younger chefs. A chef who can label his own dishes. "

"The balance and adjustment between spicy and original dishes, the line between features and pain, I believe that in the future, this will be the biggest problem for Miss Wu Minqi. And she will undoubtedly become a very outstanding And the unique Sichuan cuisine chef may find a new road that belongs to her alone. I hope that this old man can see this day in my lifetime. "

Jiang Feng has finished reading.

He felt that his pancake fruit was a little cold.

The interview with Wu Minqi is actually very short and occupies very few pages. Probably because Wu Minqi didn't tell Xu Cheng what could make him countless words. Xu Cheng basically described the characteristics of Wu Minqi's cooking and the shortcomings of Wu Minqi's dishes.

There are hundreds of meaningless water words at the beginning. Jiang Feng thinks that may be the limit of Xu Chengshui's word count.

Because the article is not long, Wu Minqi's photo is very large, especially the whole body photo. Jiang Feng's photos only accounted for 1/4 of a piece of paper, Wu Minqi's photos accounted for 1/2, and a lot of white was left. Xu became a slick, and put two photos of Wu Minqi on it. Whatever it takes.

It's no wonder that Grandma Jiang wants to listen to an interview with Wu Minqi. Two people take two photos of the dishes, and there are more photos than others.

For Grandma Jiang who only looks at the picture, this interview is definitely more attractive than the others.

Leaving aside these things, Xu Cheng's article is actually full of dry goods, and he pointed out the biggest problem of Wu Minqi at present.

Her dishes are too simple.

This is a good thing and a bad thing. The chef can specialize in one cuisine, but learning more about the other is not bad. Every chef dreams of being able to gather the strengths of each family, but only Jiang Chengde can really do it.

Wu Minqi specializes in one cuisine and is more extreme than other chefs specialize in one cuisine. Szechuan cuisine is not only spicy, but Wu Minqi is only good at spicy dishes.

When she cooks other dishes, she seems a little daunted. Only when cooking spicy dishes can she completely let go of her feet, and she can even be called unbridled.

As Xu Cheng said at the end of the article, there is only a thin line between features and pain. At present, Wu Minqi completely releases her hands and feet to make spicy dishes that are obviously more painful than features.

That's why she left her restaurant and didn't go back. Her grandfather didn't follow along, and Qianli went to Taifeng House. Part of the reason is to fall in love, but not just to fall in love. She needs to learn something other than spicy Sichuan cuisine. She needs a veteran experienced chef who can help her in front.

Although it doesn't seem to work at this time, she has been working hard.

Jiang Feng can only hope that his family Qiqi will have some insight after reading Xu Cheng's article.

The layout of this issue of Zhiwei is very interesting. It is arranged according to the length of the page. The shorter the page is, the earlier it is. Jiang Feng turned it around while eating pancakes. Just mixed in a Coulee.

The sequence is an exclusive interview with Wu Minqi, Zhang Guanghang, Guli, Jiang Feng, and Taifeng Tower, who did not know where they came from.

Yes, Xu Cheng wrote an article about Taifeng House.

Jiang Feng glanced roughly, as if it was about the specialties of Jiang Weiming and Jiang Weiguo. It should be a little bit more about the history and origin of Taifeng Tower, but they did n’t know when Xu Chen interviewed.

The writing is quite long, almost comparable to Jiang Feng's interview. You know, Xu Chengke wrote Jiang Feng's interview as a short story, and most of it is used to tell the touching story between Li Mingyi and Jiang Huiqin.

Jiang Feng squatted by the side of the road while looking at "Knowledge" while sipping pancake fruit, Wu Minqi sat on the stand and sang sugar cakes. There is only a little less bean juice in the bowl. Seeing her appearance, I want to try again and see if I can drink two more bites of bean juice.

When Jiang Feng chopped the pancake fruit in half, Wu Minqi finally gave up and spent dozens of seconds to lock Jiang Feng squatting on the side of the road while reading the magazine while pancake fruit.

And Grandma Jiang squatting next to Jiang Feng while pancake fruit while watching pictures in the magazine.

Wu Minqi had been concentrating on fighting with soy juice before, not even noticing that Jiang Feng had read Grandma Jiang's magazine for more than 10 minutes.

"Grandma Jiang." Wu Minqi stepped forward and greeted Grandma Jiang.

"Qiqi, let's just say, why Xiaofeng ran over to buy pancake fruit and only bought one. If you want to buy it, it's better to ask Xiaofeng to help you buy it together, but you have to come later and buy it yourself. You see, the new team is very long again. ”Grandma Jiang had been listening to Jiang Feng reading her magazine carefully, and did not notice that Wu Minqi was drinking soy juice on the stall next door.

"Grandma Jiang, I was just at the stall next door, and I have finished eating." Wu Minqi said.

"Oh, you're done, right, you're done." Grandma Jiang said with a smile, looking at Jiang Feng, "Xiao Feng, you eat quickly, and people want to wait for you, how can a boy eat so slowly?" Now, it ’s nothing like your cousins. Hey, but you ’ve been like this since you were a kid. Your cousins ​​have eaten all of a sudden, and you ’ve eaten all by yourself. Slow. Sometimes the noodles in the morning are made by your grandfather, and you will also eat you. You are also stupid and can't even protect the bowl of noodles. "

Jiang Feng :? ? ?

Grandma, do you remember that I did n’t eat pancake fruit for the first time, is it because I am reading a magazine for whom?

Also, isn't it normal that De Ge can't protect him when he wants to grab his noodles?

Jiang Feng speeded up the pancake fruit.

Jiang Feng didn't talk, Grandma Jiang began to praise Wu Minqi: "Qiqi, I have seen all your articles in this magazine, this is the one. I just went to the newsstand to buy them, Xiaofeng read to I listen. "

"It says that the food you cook is delicious and spicy. It's different from ordinary chefs." Grandma Jiang automatically filtered out Xu Chen's words that Wu Minqi's dishes were not acceptable when she listened.

"Okay, I'm not here to tell you, I'm going to give you Grandma Chen a pancake fruit. They are far away from me. I bought it for her here and brought it in. It happened that I used to let her leave the rest. Read the article for me. "

"If I said that my illiteracy class was not good when I was a kid, I was confused, and let us learn what to write, one, two, three, and the name and let us go. If they had taught us literacy to teach us literacy How could I not read a magazine now? "

Jiang Feng: ...

If he remembered it correctly, the version Comrade Zhao Lanhua told him was a literacy class that caught children everywhere, no matter how big, he had to go to the house and learn to write ~ www.novelhall.com ~ the bottom line is to learn one or two Sanhe wrote his name and let it go. All the children cried and shouted that they didn't want to go.

At that time, Comrade Zhao Lanhua could shape the image of the literacy class into a cruel prison. He had to tell Jiang Feng that if he could not write, he would have to use salt water, a leather whip and a tiger stool.

Now she blame the literacy class to put her early.

Oh, grandma.

"You said yes, Xiaofeng, grandma was smart before, and learning to write one, two, three and her own name was fast, and she learned the first one." Grandma Jiang looked at Jiang Feng again.

Jiang Feng's mouth was stuffed with pancake fruit and he couldn't speak. He could only nod his head in madness to show his affirmation of Grandma Jiang's false lies.

"Well, if your grandma was n’t many poor girls in my family when I was a kid, if I could go to school, maybe I would be admitted to college, I wo n’t tell you, I ’ll go to your grandma Chen first.” Grandma Jiang was ready Run away.

Jiang Feng swallowed the last bite of pancake fruit.

Hold on.