v3 Chapter 677： Control group

Jiang Feng never thought that his fire would be upgraded before the knife.

However, it is normal to think about it carefully. The proficiency of the master class is not just a pile of time and quantity that can be piled up from the beginning. It needs quality. Although Jiang Feng did not calculate the value specifically, it can also be analyzed that the more difficult the dishes practiced in a day, the more thoughts they spend, and the more proficiency they get.

Jiang Feng learned the broth with the most powerful chef for a week, and the proficiency of the fire was more than the proficiency of the knifeman who made his own car for more than half a month.

What does this mean?

This shows the importance of teachers!

Jiang Feng looked at the proficiency of the fire more than a dozen times, and saw that the proficiency of the knife and the seasoning adjacent to it could only be backed off, closed the property panel, and left the toilet with a humming song.

When Jiang Feng returned to the kitchen, Jiang Weiming had already left, leaving only the dish on the cooking table with a few hot chopsticks and braised pepper fish head.

Jiang Feng touched his chopsticks and walked over to the dish to sandwich a piece of snow-white fish that hadn't been soaked in chili peppers as Jiang Weiming had before. He tasted carefully and narrowed his eyes with happiness.

Grade chop pepper fish head, delicious!

The chopped pepper fish head made by myself is very delicious!

After eating several bites in a row, Jiang Feng tasted everything from fish to fish skin to the chopped peppers sprinkled on it. After tasting, Jiang Feng put down his chopsticks, picked up the plate and walked out quickly.

"Mom, don't sleep, come and **** chopstick fish head!"

"How about dad?"

"Ji pigeon, don't watch TV, come and try the chopped pepper fish head I made, have you seen Ji Xue, and your old chapter? Call them all and try them all!"

Chopping pepper fish head is just the beginning. When the fire reaches the master level, it means that many Jiangjiang Feng, who focus on fire skills, can easily make a level.

In the afternoon, Jiang Feng successively tried a number of dishes including oil-burst double crispy and Kung Pao Chicken, which were more tested on fire skills. The dishes below are all grades. Not only did he finish the main task that he hadn't completed, but he also made a splash in the back kitchen.

If it was n’t enough time to start preparing the table prepared for Peng Changping and Zhang Chu, Jiang Feng could even make ten more.

As long as everyone can eat, he can continue to do it!

Jiang Feng's current prestige is forcing his arm to scream, and reversing the stand to set up a little less.

No, why did he make his own rebellion?

"Sang Ming, are you free? If you have time, help me take the eel that I picked up and put it in the basin in the innermost corner." Jiang Feng had already started the dish.

Five minutes ago, he and Zhang Zhiyun sent a message. Zhang Zhiyun told him that Zhang Chu and Peng Changping had been walking in the alley of Hutong for a day. Qin Guisheng was playing with the jet lag online, and he fell asleep halfway through. Then play online cloud.

Jiang Feng roughly inferred the time. Qin Guisheng woke up quite early now for almost 13 hours of ingredients in Beiping and the United States. It is estimated that the sky over the United States is still not bright.

"Good Maple Brother, just take the eel? Do you need me to dissect the eel?" Sang Ming was very enthusiastic and even used you.

Jiang Feng ...

This need not be the case.

The eel does not need any help, and the rabbit needs some help. Taifeng Building has employees who specialize in handling live poultry and rabbits, but Jiang Feng is not at ease with their craftsmanship. He originally wanted to trouble his father. Wang Xiulian was addicted to eating rabbits for a while. Jiang Jiankang's skill in killing rabbits was first-rate. As a result, Jiang Jiankang didn't know where to go. After the chef saw no one, Jiang Feng could only trouble. Master Wang.

"Master Wang." Jiang Feng carried the rabbit to Master Wang who was picking vegetables. "Are you free now? If you have time, can you help me deal with this rabbit? This rabbit will be used later. Stir-fried, the blood should be clean and cut into small pieces. "

"No problem, just leave it here for a few minutes." Master Wang also seemed very enthusiastic. He looked at Jiang Feng as if he suddenly remembered something, hesitated a little, and said in a small voice, "Brother Feng, what you showed today is awesome. Sure enough, it is hidden, and it is worthy of being accepted by Master Peng as a disciple. "

Jiang Feng ...

Master Wang, your son is almost my age, so be awake!

Jiang Feng wanted to explain with open mouth, but he didn't know how to explain. He was clarified as soon as Peng Changping's admission, but few people seemed to care, and some people felt that he was modest and hypocritical.

As for Feng Ge ...

Don't mention Brother Feng, he is allergic to these two words, and he will have a headache when he hears them.

Jiang Feng can only go back and hurry up to cook, while others take advantage of the time before he is completely busy.

"I now think that Feng Ge is different from the original one. There are good manners between hands and feet, and there are fewer words. Sure enough, there are few master words." Sang Ming sighed Zhang Weiyu.

Zhang Weiyu was cutting potatoes with emotion, and said blankly, "Only the villains die of much talk."

The implication is that you can say less.

It's a pity that Sang Ming couldn't hear Zhang Weiyu's words, and continued to sigh, "In fact, Feng Ge's original dishes are quite delicious, but I don't know why they always make some weird dishes, and crying and laughing will make People think about it all the time. When I eat the food made by Brother Ge, I always think of my sister. I do n’t know why. It ’s fine now, and I do n’t think too much about it. I blame my sister for not being good. If she is a big girl Beauty, I ’m always quite happy when I think about it. "

Zhang Weiyu ...

I think it ’s not a dish, it ’s yours.

"I think that Feng Ge's cooking is different from the original." Zhang Weiyu helped Jiang Feng to make a whole pigeon of the eight treasure chestnut pigeons. He also had a better understanding of Jiang Feng's previous cooking skills than Sang Ming. "It may be Got it. "

"Enlightenment?" Sang Ming thought for a while, "Is it the kind of enlightenment in cultivation that sees through the demon and martial arts?"

"... that you said is a martial arts."

"it's the same."

Zhang Weiyu put the sliced ​​potatoes into the plate. "It's almost the same. I didn't understand it. I didn't understand it, but my dad did. Isn't my family ironing? My dad didn't make irons at first. No matter how he made it, it was almost impossible. It was all in elementary school. The things he made were not good. My business was not good, so it was very poor at that time. At that time, I thought that I would never play iron like my dad in the future.

"And then?" Sang Ming heard the story.

"Later, when I was in junior high school, I had to take a make-up class if my grades were not good, and my family had no money. My dad was worried, and then he was worried." Zhang Weiyu said.

Sang Ming?

"So ..." Sang Ming thought for a while, "Brother Feng is Wuwu? After a big meal, Wulu?"

"I don't know, I haven't eaten it yet, okay. Since then, my dad's craftsmanship has gone up, and his reputation has earned a lot of money, and he has received several apprentices, but I still don't want to hit the iron.

"Why?" Sang Ming puzzled.

"What if I don't realize it? Who is right about this thing like metaphysics? It's better to study hard and study for a good university, even if you don't make big money, you won't starve." Zhang Weiyu said.

Sang Ming looked at him with suspicion.

Zhang Weiyu ...

"I'm an accident like this now!"

Sang Ming expressed disbelief.

"Really, my classmates are not like this, you listen to me explain ..."

Others do n’t think like Sang Ming ’s thinking is divergent. They think that Jiang Feng eats a big meal and eats the current cooking skills, but other people ’s ideas are also consistent. Basically, they think that Jiang Feng will have a current chef because Peng Changping.

Master Peng taught well!

Including Jiang Feng's relatives and grandfather think so.

Jiang Jiankang is talking to his father.

To be precise, the old man was talking to Jiang Jiankang.

Jiang Jiankang was very frightened. He felt that his dad was not quite normal today.

"Jiankang." The old man is suspicious of his life. "Have you felt delayed by me all these years?"

Jiang Jiankang ...

Dad, if I want to hit me, I can hit it directly. I do n’t have to do these twists and turns. I'm afraid.

"How is it possible, Dad, that our family can live up to the present day is because of your teaching!" Jiang Jiankang said with a firm face, "How could you have such a terrible idea, nowhere is your family as good as these years How can it be said that it is a delay? "

"But I think it's a delay." The old man rarely reflected on himself all afternoon, and deeply felt that his teaching level was not good compared with the third brother. His sons and grandsons may be talents, but he didn't teach them, so Jiang Feng learned from Peng Changping for a week and had such a reborn progress.

"impossible!"

"It must have been a delay. How talented you and the boss are. 80% of them were delayed by me before they became the way they are now." Master murmured.

Jiang Jiankang?

I heard it, my dad praised my talent?

"Hey, I have delayed you all." The old man fell into an endless cycle of self-blame.

Jiang Jiankang ...

When it was over, his father's brain seemed suddenly abnormal.

Jiang Jiankang panicked and tried to look for assistance. Suddenly, he seemed to see Peng Changping.

He doesn't remember Zhang Chu and Zhang Zhiyun very much, but he remembers Peng Changping, compared with the roast that he had just cooked by Peng Changping not long ago.

"Dad, Master Peng seems to be here. Would you like to go to the kitchen and watch Xiaofeng ask him to cook carefully and not make mistakes." Jiang Jiankang felt that he had found a perfect breakthrough.

The old man also saw Peng Changping who was holding a mobile phone and Qin Guisheng video call.

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"Humph." The old man snorted coldly. "What's so good? I haven't learned how to cook a few home cooking dishes after so many years of learning? Does it mean that everyone has watched so many years that the kitchen hasn't learned the dog's belly?" "

After talking, the old man left Taifenglou angrily and walked to the teahouse.

He will make up for the tea he didn't drink at noon today.

He, Jiang Weiguo, skipped class, understand?

Jiang Jiankang ...

Hey, his dad seems normal again.

So what did his dad call him specifically from the chef?

Why didn't I say something inexplicable?

Jiang Jiankang didn't understand, shook his head and went back to work.

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