v3 Chapter 829： Crazy

Very rare, Jiang Feng's first reaction after leaving his memory was not to open the property panel to view the latest recipes, but to lay silently on the sofa.

Before he entered the memory, he lay on the sofa and turned over. After leaving the memory, he naturally lay on the sofa. Cao Guixiang is ordinary and simple, but the masses are very harmonious, harmonious, and the natural thickening gave Jiang Feng an indescribable inspiration. Even when looking at dog food later, Jiang Feng's mind was still Cao Guixiang's previous thickening of lean meat soup. Time.

It's the simplest. Everyone who can thicken can thicken, but it's not that simple.

It's not something that can be done with high cooking skills and proficiency. Jiang Feng can clearly feel that Cao Guixiang's thickening is different from everyone.

Her thickening is more harmonious.

It is not the icing on the cake, but it is integrated with the whole dish, it is difficult to separate and extract individual steps.

Cao Guixiang's thickening must be exceptional, and there must be something extraordinary.

Jiang Feng felt that he had realized it, but he didn't.

The wonderful inspiration has penetrated into his mind, only taking him to discover, touch and learn, but he doesn't know where to start for a while.

Everyone knows that inspiration is a flash of light, like a falling star in the night sky, bright and short. If you can't catch it in time, it will be fleeting and you can't even hold the tail.

Jiang Feng felt that he had grasped the tail of inspiration, but he wanted more.

Just a little bit, just a little bit.

Harmony and harmony.

Why is it so simple?

Jiang Feng sat up from the sofa, cross-legged, looking like a monk meditating from the back, motionless. If you look at it from the front, you will find that Jiang Feng’s eyes look a little hollow, and occasionally a little confused and puzzled, like in a daze and thinking, just like a swordsman who is about to break through in a martial arts novel. , One step from heaven and one step from hell, success will lead to great success in martial arts, and failure will lead to confusion.

Suddenly, Jiang Feng jumped up from the sofa, rushed to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator to search, and soon found the shredded pork left over from the day before yesterday.

A bowl of shredded pork, half a carrot, and a small bag of frozen corn kernels are more than enough to make a pot of three-diced lean meat soup.

Dice the carrots and put the ingredients into the pot in turn, but it takes more than 10 minutes to thicken. The water starch is already ready, just wait for the time to start thickening.

The thickening water was slowly poured into the pot along the edge of the pot in a clockwise direction. Jiang Feng secretly said that it was not good almost the moment it entered the pot.

He habitually copied Cao Guixiang's steps 100% to thicken.

It’s not that bad. During this period of time, I have to ask and learn. Zhong Jiang Feng realizes that imitation is also part of learning. Imitation is the fastest way to learn if you don’t fully understand it. In the last step, you can turn the imitation into your own talent. It is the most critical, most important and also the most difficult step.

There is nothing wrong with imitation itself, but the wrong feeling is wrong.

The moment the thickening water entered the pot, Jiang Feng knew it was not like this.

The steps look exactly the same, the actions look exactly the same, even the thickening water looks exactly the same at first glance, but it's not right.

Totally wrong!

This is not the tail he grabbed.

Decisively abandoning this pot, Jiang Feng started the second pot.

The third pot.

The fourth pot.

...

In the refrigerator, all the ingredients that can be used for soup were used up, but he could not find the tail he had previously grasped in memory.

He knew it very well, he felt that he was still there but he didn't find it.

He still has a chance.

He must seize this opportunity to seize the fleeting tail of inspiration.

There is no food at home. There is still auntie at home. With such a calorie expert, Jiang Jianguo lacks all kinds of ingredients. Although Wu Minqi has a high probability of falling asleep now, the time is actually not even 9 o'clock early.

Jiang Feng hurriedly went downstairs and knocked on Jiang Jianguo's door. Jiang Jianguo and his aunt were at home, and even Jiang Zaide was there, sitting on the sofa happily eating bananas and watching TV.

"Uncle, my house is out of ingredients. I'll borrow some ingredients." As soon as Jiang Feng entered the house, he went straight to the refrigerator.

"Just take it." Jiang Jianguo said cheerfully.

Then Jiang Feng emptied half of the refrigerator with large bags.

A rough estimate is that I took at least 30 kilograms of ingredients and left.

Jiang Jianguo:?

Jiang Zaide:? ? ?

"Is my little brother hosting a party at home tonight?" Jiang Zaide was dumbfounded.

Carrying more than 30 kilograms of vegetables and meat is nothing, but it is a bit puzzling to carry so much at night.

"I haven't heard." Jiang Jianguo didn't want to understand either.

Jiang Feng used vegetables and meat borrowed from Jiang Jianguo to make various soups.

There is no fixed combination of ingredients, and you can cook whatever you see. The only thing in common is that it is simple, fast, and can be cooked in a few to ten minutes without any delay.

The thickening over and over again made Jiang Feng feel that the feeling in his centrifugation was getting closer.

The soup that thickens becomes more and more harmonious.

Jiang Feng felt that he was about to hold this little tail.

Early in the morning of the second day, Wu Minqi woke up before it was light.

The price of going to bed too early is that you wake up early on the second day, but the corresponding early going to bed will make people very energetic, awake, and even energetic. After Wu Minqi woke up, she glanced out of the still-black window, then looked at her mobile phone and found that it was just after 4 o'clock, so she decided to go to the living room to do some simple exercises and take a shower before going to the kitchen to cook millet porridge.

It is most comfortable to drink a bowl of hot millet porridge in the winter morning.

As soon as she left the room, Wu Minqi found something was wrong.

There is movement in the living room.

There is still light.

Someone!

A thief in the house!

Wu Minqi suddenly became alert, grabbed a stick that was thrown in the bathroom without knowing why, and walked to the living room lightly. She didn't even think about the second possibility. For example, Jiang Feng didn't sleep in the kitchen all night and practiced thickening hard. .

Then Wu Minqi saw Jiang Feng who hadn't slept all night, her face was greasy, her hair was sticking together in pinches, and her sleeves were stained with stains that she didn't know when they were attached, and she looked very sloppy.

And a messy kitchen.

It's really a mess, Wu Minqi couldn't believe that this was her own kitchen at first glance.

Dirty, messy and bad, these three words have been vividly reflected in the kitchen at this time.

The kitchen utensils are placed at will. Pots and bowls are everywhere, and there are even two pots on the ground with soup in the pots. The trash can in the living room is also in the kitchen. It is filled with kitchen waste. There is still a lot of cooked food in the sink, which is not cleaned up, and the soup stains are all over the kitchen counter.

This situation caused Wu Minqi to blurt out while clutching a wooden stick.

"My Fengfeng is finally crazy."

Wait, why did she use the word finally?

This sentence was Wu Minqi's whisper. Jiang Feng didn't hear it. He didn't even notice that Wu Minqi was standing behind him holding a wooden stick. He knew he was closer to the feeling he wanted to grasp.

Every time he makes a soup, he feels one step closer.

He didn't know how many steps he was close, but he still didn't touch it.

So he could only do it non-stop, over and over again, bowl after bowl, racing against time for fear that the time would be missed, the pots and bowls could only be dumped when they were full, and the discarded ingredients had no time to clean up. It takes an average of 10 minutes to prepare a pot of soup. UU Reading Jiang Feng basically never stopped for several hours a night, which made the kitchen look like it is now.

"Fengfeng!" Wu Minqi yelled, and finally caught Jiang Feng's attention. She stopped cutting carrots and looked back at him.

"Don't you sleep up all night?"

Even if Jiang Feng makes the kitchen look like this, Wu Minqi cares most about whether he sleeps at night.

"I'm not sleepy, Qiqi, I seem to find the feeling of thickening, just a little bit, just a little bit! Don't talk to me yet, let me continue to find the feeling, I will really find it soon." Jiang Feng finished Continue cutting carrots.

Wu Minqi was silent, did not speak to disturb Jiang Feng, let him continue to cut vegetables, walked into the kitchen and started to clean up the mess lightly.

After finishing most of it, Wu Minqi sat on the chair by the dining table, looking sideways at Jiang Feng in the kitchen making soup.

Over and over again, bowl after bowl.

After making a bowl, he will clean up the bowl as Jiang Feng.

Until dawn.

...

The ingredients borrowed from Jiang Jianguo have been completely used up by Jiang Feng. Jiang Feng has not slept all night with a big oil head and has been so sleepy. Even though he is still a little excited, his body is indeed a little unable to hold it from hand to toe. Every cell is frantically shouting at the brain that you idiot, go to bed.

Under Wu Minqi's persuasion, Jiang Feng chose to stop taking a bath and sleep. Anyway, the inspiration was already in his hands by this time, and it was impossible to escape in all likelihood.

Jiang Feng went to take a bath and sleep, and Wu Minqi went on to clean up the kitchen.

After cleaning up the kitchen, Wu Minqi took out her mobile phone and sent the same message to Jiang Weiming and Jiang Weiguo.

Wu Minqi: Grandpa Jiang, I feel Jiang Feng is about to realize.