v3 Chapter 747： With family

Jiang Feng and Ji Xia's pigeons swallowed Yan himself, and he didn't eat a few bites. The rest was given to Ji Xia.

In fairness, this dish tastes good, the bird's nest itself has no taste, but after simmering in the broth, the broth is delicious and the ham is salty. The whole dish does not need to be seasoned. What you eat is the original taste of the ingredients. The bird's nest is stewed into a translucent light golden color. When you eat it, you must send the bird's nest, pigeon meat, and pigeon skin together with the mouth to experience the elegance. , Meat incense, delicious go hand in hand, blending the taste.

The pigeon swallow is delicious, but it is also limited to A-class delicious.

Jiang Feng, who can truly be regarded as a gluttonous feast, the top-end rare swallow wing seat, will no longer be surprised and surprised by this level of high-end luxury dishes.

He is more concerned about the use of buff.

Wu Minqi didn't react very much, Ji Yue felt a little reaction.

She was distracted.

Eating and eating, she was distracted, her hands didn't move, her mouth didn't chew, her eyes were dull, she didn't know that she was still taking physics class.

After a long time, Ji Xia swallowed the pigeons and Ji Yue suddenly woke up to see if her posture was not holding a spoon in her hand.

"I thought, I finally thought, I know how to draw!" Ji Yue exclaimed, put the part of the pigeon that had not finished eating and put it on the table, and the smoker would disappear.

Like a student of the Academy of Fine Arts.

Wu Minqi reacted a little now, and looked at the back of Ji Yue's departure strangely, and then looked at the uneaten pigeon swallowing on the table, and continued to bow down to eat his own.

Jiang Feng, who always pays attention to Wu Minqi's trends: ...

Is this really useful or useless?

Wait until Wu Minqi finished eating his share of pigeons, Jiang Feng didn't see whether it would take effect.

Can't see it, he asked directly, Jiang Feng said, "Do you think, Qiqi?"

"It's delicious." Wu Minqi said.

Jiang Feng looked at Wu Minqi.

Wu Minqi:?

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Feng: ...

Okay, he's sure, it's useless.

Jiang Feng felt that he had to talk to Wu Minqi.

Although cooking is a bit like art, to a certain extent, it is not crazy and does not survive. When we study dishes, we can do all kinds of strange things. Jiang Feng was also very abnormal when he first wanted to improve the clear soup, willow leaf and spinach. He knew the feeling and knew it, but he still didn’t know what to do. The feeling and anxiety of scratching his cheek and heart were naturally understandable. Wu Minqi is now in an abnormal state.

But he was not normal when he was torturing others, and the person who drank those bad mushroom soup was not him, but Wu Minqi's abnormality was torturing himself.

Not sleeping at night, squatting in the kitchen staring at the refrigerator in a daze, the whole person is not attentive, absent-minded, neither practicing kitchen nor entertaining but also going to work normally.

Such an abnormal pattern is not only unable to seek breakthroughs, but also bad for the body.

"Qiqi, I want to talk to you." Jiang Feng said suddenly.

Before Wu Minqi responded, Jiang Feng took Wu Minqi away from the kitchen and went straight to the convenience store next door.

The convenience store next door still has no guests deserted, air conditioning is sufficient, the convenience store owner wears headphones to watch anime as usual, quiet, no one disturbs.

is very suitable for talking about things.

"What's the matter?" Wu Minqi didn't react until she entered the convenience store. Before, she was in a state of being half distracted and not distracted. This response was more than a half-slow, just like drinking fake wine.

"Why do you have to copy your hand?" I don't know why. Jiang Feng felt like he had a tone and expression when he said this. The instructor of the talent show asked the players: Do you have any dreams?

"Ah?" Wu Minqi finally completely left the state of distraction, probably because Jiang Feng's problem prevented her from distracting again, "It's because...because..."

Wu Minqi felt that there was an answer, but she couldn't say it.

She was lost herself.

"So what are you thinking about yesterday and today? Or what are you looking for?" Jiang Feng then asked.

"I'm looking for that taste." Wu Minqi answered quickly this time. "I remember that taste, but I can't remember it. At first, I thought that if I could make it, I would definitely remember it, but I did. So much is never the taste."

"Qiqi, let's reorganize it."

Wu Minqi was sitting in danger, looking at Jiang Feng like listening to a teacher.

"You first made breakfast because you want to control the spiciness of the dishes."

Wu Minqi nodded.

"Are you under control?" Jiang Feng asked.

Wu Minqi shook his head: "No, it feels the same as before."

"Actually, it's not as good as before. When I didn't come to Peiping before, I never thought about putting a little less. Is it too much? Will the guests not accept it? Now cooking, I always feel a little scared." Wu Minqi sighed. .

Jiang Feng also had this feeling. He remembered that when Wu Minqi was in City A, he said that when he worked as a white worker in a healthy cooking restaurant, he boiled vegetables to sprinkle peppers and peppers. Crying without tears but unable to stop.

directly boosted Jiang Feng's beverage sales.

"When did you become like this?"

Wu Minqi thought for a long time, and shook his head confusedly: "I don't remember."

"Then when did you start to deliberately control the amount of condiments when cooking?" Jiang Feng asked a different question.

"Probably...maybe after the release of "Taste". Mr. Xu Cheng said that I haven't found the critical point of controlling spicy. The pain of my food is more than enjoyment."

Jiang Feng nodded, although he knew that Wu Minqi had intentionally controlled the amount of seasonings before the release of Zhiwei. This pot could not be deducted from Xu Cheng, but at the moment, he didn't know who should deduct it from his head. Right.

"Then Kiki’s context is clear now. Let’s assume that you started to control the amount of condiments after the release of Zhiwei, and you wanted to practice by making breakfast a few months ago. All the logic is unobstructed. But this does not explain why you are doing the red oil copycat. You just want to find that critical point, but what is the relationship between this critical point and the copycat?" Jiang Feng pointed out the problem.

Wu Minqi could not answer.

"There must be a reason. Kiki, you can’t want to just make a copy for no reason. Besides, we don’t sell red oil copy at all. You can’t see it so you want to do it. I made breakfast before. At that time, you are all jelly noodles, cold noodles, dumplings, chews, pancakes, and all kinds of things are changed. You suddenly have to make only chews and make chews for a reason." Jiang Feng said.

Wu Minqi bit her lip, frowning slightly, thinking for a long time: "I don't know, I feel that I really thought of it suddenly, there is such a feeling."

"Just..." Wu Minqi couldn't say clearly, "It's just the feeling, I feel like to be a red oil copycat."

"Do that." Jiang Feng smiled.

"But I feel like I..."

Jiang Feng interrupted Wu Minqi's words: "Qi Qi, do you remember the time I made mushroom soup the year before?"

Wu Minqi certainly remembers that she was also one of the victims at the healthy cooking restaurant.

"I went into a misunderstanding at that time. I think that the mushroom soup taste is too heavy, which will cause the overall taste of the dish to be inconsistent, so I tried to cover that taste. I added a lot of things and tried many methods, but the total I think there is something wrong with it. My feeling at the time was that my thinking was wrong, so I made so many bad mushroom soups and gave them as soup."

"Later it turned out that I felt right, and my thinking and methods were wrong. That dish should be made with mushroom soup. How can I leave this to the end to think about the mushroom flavor. Kiki, you must Believe in your feelings, even if the steps and ideas are wrong, but it must not be wrong. If you don’t even believe in your feelings, then I’m afraid there is nothing you can believe in.” Jiang Feng said with a positive face.

Wu Minqi felt that the mist in her heart seemed to have spread a little.

There was a light, through the layers of fog, to the place where it was supposed to shine.

"But Feng Feng." Wu Minqi was a little tangled. "Don't you feel a little tired of eating red oil copycat every morning? I feel like I'm getting tired."

Jiang Feng: ...

Is it time to get tangled about eating red oil?

But as an excellent boyfriend who had seen Wang Hao chasing his former girlfriends, Jiang Feng knew very well what kind of gibberish to say at this time.

"Of course not greasy." Jiang Feng said with a smile, "As long as you make it by yourself, I will not be greasy for as long as I eat."

will only feel spicy.

Wu Minqi smiled: "Did you talk more with Wang Hao recently? I feel like you talk a little bit like him."

Jiang Feng: ...

Just when Jiang Feng thought about what to say to resolve the overly greasy nonsense just now, the phone shook and someone sent him a WeChat message. Jiang Feng quickly pulled out his phone and pretended to check the message to try to resolve this embarrassment. .

The news is that Lu Sheng and Lu Sheng told him that Peng Changping’s apprentice banquet is scheduled for tomorrow’s 7pm Yongheju’s largest box, which can seat 20 people.

As for why it is a private room for 20 people, because there are 27 dishes for tomorrow's banquet.

Yes, 27 dishes, Jiang Feng didn't know if Peng Changping could make so many dishes in one go.

It is estimated that the amount of the meal is small, and the person will be full as soon as the dish is tasted.

Lu Sheng also politely said that because there are too few people and too many dishes, everyone may not be able to finish the meal. Too much leftovers on the table will appear to be Peng Changping's cooking skills. Everyone is embarrassed not to give face, so it is implied that Jiang Feng can bring one or two family members.

It is best to be a girlfriend and an apprentice. The relationship is very close and can be taken out for dinner.

Lu Sheng knew that Jiang Feng had an apprentice.

Jiang Feng didn't expect such a good thing.

However, Peng Changping did not invite anyone He didn't know many people in China at all. Zhou Shi was also a social insulator and he was a friend of Tao Shu. Old colleague. But the Taifeng Building is going to be open for business normally. I went to Jiang Feng and went to a Sun Maocai. Then I ran a few chefs. Taifeng Building could be closed tonight to enlarge the leave for employees.

Peng Changping even invited Sun Maocai and Han Guishan. If you want to ask someone you know if you have more divergent thinking, you can only ask Chef Arnold.

"Qi Qi, Lu Sheng told me to bring a few more family members for dinner tomorrow night. Do you want to take this opportunity to take a break and taste Master Peng's craft?" Jiang Feng asked.

Wu Minqi, who was able to eat the banquet made by Peng Changping, naturally agreed. There is no reason why he would not agree. Even if he broke his leg, he had to climb over.

"Tomorrow evening's banquet is Master Peng's banquet?" Wu Minqi asked.

Jiang Feng nodded.

"The time is a little tight, Feng Feng, please quickly ask boss Lu what Peng likes. Let's hurry up tomorrow to prepare a gift for Peng and take it tomorrow evening."

"I still need to prepare a gift?" Jiang Feng was stunned. He didn't prepare a gift when he swiped his wings last time. No one prepared a gift at that time.

Wu Minqi hated the iron but not the steel: "Of course, we must prepare gifts. Tomorrow is Master Peng's apprentice banquet. Not only to prepare gifts but also solemn ones, we must choose carefully."

"Hurry up and ask, time is running out!"