v3 Chapter 695： Old man online autism

Jiang Sanyi has been drinking soup happily and said to Jiang Weiming while drinking: "Master, Xiaofeng's craft is really getting better and better now. There is really no white learning in these months. The broth is almost up to your level. "

Jiang Weiming came back to his mind and did not answer Jiang Sanyi's words for the first time, and looked at Jiang Weiguo.

Jiang Weiguo had already drank a few bites of broth, but he did n’t pay much attention at first. His expression did n’t start to rise until he tasted it. After taking a sip, he took the bowl away and took a look at the bowl. .

From their expressions, Jiang Weiming can easily see that the soup stock brought by Lai Feng is really outstanding.

But why does he seem to be able to taste this excellent?

Jiang Weiming dared not take another sip.

"Master, Master." Jiang Sanitary had finished drinking a small bowl in his bowl and softly called Jiang Weiming.

"Ah, what's wrong?" Jiang Weiming woke up like a dream.

"Don't you want to drink, and I don't want to help you take this soup away?" Jiang Sanwei thought Jiang Weiming was sentimental because he couldn't taste it, and asked carefully.

Jiang Weiming shook his head slightly: "No."

Take a second sip.

It's really the taste of broth!

Jiang Weiming didn't even have time to taste this soup, and the whole person was completely immersed in the shock that he actually tasted the taste from the soup in front of him.

It is the umami of chicken soup, the salty taste of ham, and the taste of the top broth after various ingredients are properly cooked by the chef.

He actually drank the soup.

After a long absence, the tongue can taste the taste of food, and there is a sense of food in the mouth.

Jiang Weiming took a small sip, fearing that he would drunk a small bowl of soup like an illusion. After drinking it, he smashed his mouth a little bit, as if he was aftertaste, and he seemed to be afraid of the taste running away from his mouth.

Jiang Weiming no longer cares what the people around him are saying, nor does Jiang Weiguo's attitude towards Jiang Feng soup, or even the soup itself, he only cares about the residual taste in his mouth.

Every run away is a pity.

Jiang Weiming stood quietly in this way until the umami taste of the broth that remained in his mouth dissipated before he looked at the other people as if in a different world.

Jiang Sanyi was watching him with great care, fearing to disturb him.

"Hygiene." Jiang Weiming suddenly gave birth to a very beautiful thought that was only produced in dreams, "Take the sauce you just adjusted."

Jiang Sanyi quickly handed Jiang Weiming the sauce that he had put too much garlic in and had not been prepared.

Jiang Weiming dipped it with chopsticks to taste it.

no taste.

Jiang Weiming sighed.

Sure enough, it was just an illusion.

It may be that the broth smelled so delicious that he had the illusion of tasting the taste.

Now think about it carefully, the taste is somewhat similar to the original soup stock, maybe it is just the illusion brought to him by memory.

"Master, would you like to have another drink?" Jiang Sanitary asked.

"No need." Jiang Weiming waved his hand. "Give it to others and let everyone try Xiaofeng's craftsmanship."

Jiang Weiguo made the same decision as Jiang Weiming, and asked Jiang Jiankang to distribute the rest of the soup to others, but he silently stood in the corner and crossed his arms to his chest and looked down at the ground slightly, making it incomprehensible.

If Grandma Jiang is here, she can definitely see what happened to Jiang Weiguo.

He is autistic.

Jiang Weiguo wanted a daughter after having four sons, but the fifth child was born as a son. It was like this when he saw the crumpled Jiang Jianye.

Although the old man doesn't want to admit it, his little grandson's cooking skills seem to be higher than himself.

He thinks he can't lift this level of broth.

He Jiang Weiguo had nothing in his life, but he had self-knowledge, when he should give up, when he should give up his life. Originally thinking that the family handicraft was about to be broken by him, he recognized it at the time. As a result, he didn't expect that the grandson turned back suddenly.

No, it is not a return to the right way. It seems that it is illegal to learn optoelectronics.

In short, no matter what, Jiang Weiguo is now autistic.

Although he always hoped that his children and grandchildren would one day surpass him and truly inherit the Jiang family's craftsmanship to accomplish what he failed to accomplish that year, but now this day seems to be really coming, not in the way he imagined, let He was momentarily unacceptable.

He worked hard to educate his grandson for nearly ten years, and it is not as effective as Peng Changping ’s education for three months. Jiang Weiguo is really autistic now.

He had only doubted before, but now he is a little sure that his children and grandchildren have been delayed because his educational level is not good. If his education level is even higher, these sons may have been out of school now, and now Taifeng Building will not ...

"Dad, Xiao Feng's broth is really good, I feel I'm almost catching up with you, thanks to your good teaching over the years!" Jiang Jiankang saw that nobody actually rushed to pat his father's rainbow fart at this time. , Quickly rushed to be the first person.

Jiang Weiguo: ...

He withdrew what he had just said, and the third son should not be his problem.

"Xiaofeng broth is good for me, but it's not what I taught." The old man didn't feel angry. After thinking about it, he was still angry, but gave the three sons Hu back a slap that didn't have too much love. , When I am lazy, I will go to work soon after drinking the soup. "

"Xiaofeng cooking is so good now, you are still lazy every day, look at Xiaofeng you are ashamed? I have really taught you to teach the dog's belly in these years, even if I taught Dahua cooking in those years, it may not be possible now. I ’m stronger than you, I ’m not going to work quickly, and I do n’t know how to reflect on myself. Such a big person is not as good as a child. ”The old man reprimanded.

Jiang Jiankang: QAQ

I'm here to blow rainbow farts, what's wrong?

Witnessed Jiang Feng who passed by: ...

His dad is ...

Deserve to be scolded!

Is it time to blow grandpa's rainbow skin? Grandpa's rainbow fart can be blown any time. Now that he has made a pot of S-class broth, shouldn't he blow his rainbow fart?

Why has he been standing in the center of the kitchen for so long, in such a conspicuous position, no one came to blow his rainbow fart!

Even if others do n’t come, why does n’t Xia Xia come? At this time, I ran and said, "Master, you are so amazing that you can make such a delicious soup!" Should n’t it be a basic operation?

Jiang Feng has a thousand words to say, but he cannot speak.

Hey, he missed the aunt so much.

No wonder Grandpa appreciates auntie the most. At this critical moment, it requires a man of insight like auntie to take the lead and blow the right rainbow fart.

Without anyone blowing rainbow farts, Jiang Feng can only do the right thing.

He did n’t dare to provoke him. Although he did n’t know why, Jiang Feng at least said that the old man ’s mood was not very good at this time. Jiang Feng had not dared to swell and dare to attack the tiger at this time. must.

Jiang Feng walked towards Jiang Weiming.

Jiang Weiming has been calm since drinking the soup. Except for a while, Jiang Feng couldn't tell whether he had tasted or not.

The buff of the soup is a small increase in the sensitivity of the tongue of the diners within six hours after consumption. Jiang Feng is well versed in the buffs of game dishes. This six hours after consumption may not refer to the whole six hours, but may be a segment of the six hours. time. It's like the buff of Li Hongzhang's chowder. It will make people want to cry very much within 20 minutes after eating, but diners generally don't cry for 20 minutes, and generally stop crying for a few minutes, and don't want to cry, like Jiang Feng Very few people cried that long last time.

If Jiang Feng remembered correctly, he should have been crying for more than twenty minutes that time, and his voice was dumb when he stopped crying.

This kind of buff varies from person to person, and the same buff has different effects on different people. Jiang Feng had long suspected that when studying the stock soup buff, the effective time and promotion of this buff are likely to vary from person to person, and everyone is different.

For example, he didn't feel much after drinking.

Small range is a very broad term. 0.1% is a small range of 9% and also a small range. Jiang Feng is not sure whether the stock soup buff can restore Jiang Weiming's taste, even if it temporarily recovers and how long he can last. He asked Jiang Weiming to taste the broth today just to try it. If the broth can allow Jiang Weiming to temporarily restore his taste, then the chickpea flower will definitely restore his taste.

He has not yet started to practice making chickpeas, the soup is made S-level, the clear soup is similar to the soup, and the S-level should be able to be made in two days of surprise.

The chickpea flower has been hanging in the soup for a long time, the clear soup is done, and Jiang Feng's current cooking chickpea flower will be natural.

Jiang Feng's original plan was to make an S-level chickpea flower within a week to help Jiang Weiming restore his taste.

"Three Grandpas, what do you think of my soup stock just now?" Jiang Feng asked tentatively.

"Gaotang? Very good." Jiang Weiming said with a smile on his face.

"You think ..." Jiang Feng wanted to ask in more detail, but Jiang Hygiene quietly dragged his sleeve to signal him not to say anything.

"Xiao Feng ~ www.novelhall.com ~ You can help me try my sauce." Jiang Sanwei said, looking at Jiang Weiming, "Master, can you help me find where the dried chilli is. "

"Dry chili is not here with you?" Jiang Weiming didn't notice that Jiang Sanhui's small expression was biased by him. "I've lost it all over the years. Didn't I just tell you to take the dried chili, you wait for me to go elsewhere You get a bag. "

When Jiang Weiming went away, Jiang Sanwei quickly said: "Xiao Feng, don't ask Master about this."

Jiang Feng :?

"Master can't taste it, you don't know it. When Master just drank it, he was always in a daze. I guess it was a bit sad. I didn't dare to mention it. You can make this kind of dish next time. He tasted it, lest he be sad again. "Jiang Sanwei was somewhat lost.

Jiang Feng :?

sad?

Probably not.

"Jiang Bo, you can rest assured." Jiang Feng said with a smile, "Next time I will invite three grandpas to taste the dishes, it is chickpea."

Ginger Health :?