After returning home, Jiang Feng moved out the contact number of the only program staff member he knew, and called and told them how many tickets he wanted. As long as the program group dared to give it to him, he would dare to ask for it. The guarantee required 21.
The staff member who answered the phone didn't know if it was unclear about the current situation or something, so he agreed very readily and said that he would inform Jiang Feng of how many tickets there are in three days.
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Feng began to think about what to do in the past few days.
Jiang Feng learned a lot from the memory of the Jiang family’s old house. There are still two days left to look back on the CD. Jiang Feng is going to go to the old house two days later to review the memory of the old house, and follow Jiang Chengde seriously to learn it again, even if it’s a special training before the game. .
What can I do in the rest of the time?
Hanging soup? Do Jiang's ginseng soup?
Jiang Feng felt that this was unnecessary.
He is now able to make S+ Jiang's ginseng very steadily, using the method of owning a little part of his own-at least the thickening is completely his own.
Jiang Feng knows very well that he understands thickening, and only thickening can be understood at this stage. The road to culinary skills is very long, even though he has already reached the sixth place in the record of celebrity chefs, there is still a long distance from the end he can see. Not to mention that there may be a longer road after the end, and at the end of the road there is an end that no one has ever seen.
The end he saw was Jiang Chengde's.
Jiang Feng felt a little swollen that at his age, his current achievements, his cooking skills and the age he expected to live, his end point should be a little farther than Jiang Chengde's end point.
If you are not in a hurry, you have to walk slowly, down-to-earth, step by step.
I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and I can't eat it for a few days.
Jiang Feng reopened the attribute panel and flipped through the tasks, and found that there was another [Lu Sheng's wish] that had not been completed.
[Thirty-seven Letters] Maybe in the near future we can challenge it, but not now, because Jiang Feng has no time to study the dishes written in Jiang Huiqin's letter.
[Lu Sheng's wish] It can be done now, if the diners in Lu Sheng's mouth are willing to eat swallow wings in the near future.
Up to now, Jiang Feng can cook half of the dishes in the Yan Wing Feast. Braised yellow shark's fin, two-color prawns and firewood duck are directly on the menu. Not only can they cook but also buff, sunflower duck and grilled big Wushenjiang Fengnu can also work hard. If someone can guide the abalone in oyster sauce and the bird's nest in clear soup, Jiang Feng believes that he will not be too bad.
After all, he has now mastered all the techniques of Tan Jiacai, the basic methods are good, but someone needs to tell him the general steps.
It's not an exaggeration to say that Jiang Feng feels that it is more authentic to open swallow wing seats in Taifeng Tower than in Yongheju.
Jiang Feng promised Lu Sheng to help if he could. He has nothing to do except waiting for the finals. It is not a bad idea to help Yongheju open the swallow wings seat before the finals. Just to practice broth and high-level dishes, the bird's wings feast takes a long time and can be used as a simulated final.
Thinking about this, Jiang Feng sent a WeChat message to Lu Sheng, telling him that he could help Yongheju open the swallow wings recently, and asked him to ask the diners when they were available.
As soon as the news was sent, Lu Sheng called.
"Hello." Jiang Feng answered the phone.
"Jiang Feng, if I remember correctly, aren't you going to compete in the final next Saturday? Are you really free to help me open the swallow wing seat now?" Lu Sheng didn't talk nonsense, just talked about business.
"I will be free when the final is about to come. Anyway, I have been idle for the past few days. Helping you to open the swallow wing seat to practice your hand is to simulate the final in advance." Jiang Feng laughed.
Lu Sheng was speechless for a while, and Jiang Feng could imagine him shaking his head with a wry smile on the other end of the phone.
"Opening swallow wing mats to practice hands, I'm afraid you who are the top ten celebrity chefs dare to say so." Lu Sheng said.
"Why, it sounds like Boss Lu is a little unhappy. If I don't like it, let me practice my hands elsewhere." Jiang Feng joked.
"Don't!" Lu Sheng's voice became louder in an instant, "I'm waiting for you to save my life, I'm not afraid to delay your game! If you are really free...what about tomorrow? I will open the swallow wings seats tomorrow. The ingredients have been prepared long ago. I thought I couldn't wait for you. I was going to bite the bullet and ask Master Qin to help the day after tomorrow. This shark fin has been soaked for six days."
"So urgent?"
"No way, the urging over there is really waiting. It's rare for the old man to return to China for a few days. He should have left two days ago. I just wanted to taste the swallow wing mat and kept dragging me. I was embarrassed. Keep dragging." Lu Sheng sighed, "I sent you the address, do you think it is convenient for you to go there? It is not convenient for me to drive to pick you up tomorrow."
"Okay, you can send me the address, I'll hang up first." Jiang Feng hung up, and after a while received the address from Lu Sheng.
When I looked at the address, I found that it was near Li's house.
That area is all a courtyard house. It seems that the old customer who Lu Sheng had to sell face is either rich or expensive.
Although Jiang Feng could go by himself, he just wanted Lu Sheng to come and pick him up by car. After all, Boss Lu used to drive a special car to pick him up. Only Peng Changping had the treatment. Rounding up Jiang Feng is also a person who enjoys the same treatment as Peng Changping.
Early the next morning, Lu Sheng drove downstairs to pick up Jiang Feng.
Jiang Feng didn't bring anything, so he took the kitchen knife he used, which was rewarded by the game, and when he got into the car with the knife, Lu Sheng was really taken aback.
Although it is normal for a chef to carry a large sharp kitchen knife with him, a person carrying a kitchen knife with a blank expression opened the door and boarded his car. No matter how you look at it, this scene is very frightening.
"Boss Lu, I was really curious all night after thinking about this. What is the origin of this diner, so that you have to open him a full goose wing seat. If I remember correctly, you didn't tell me about you before. Yongheju hasn't driven a complete swallow wing seat in more than ten years?" Jiang Feng started asking gossip as soon as he got on the bus.
Lu Sheng smiled helplessly: "I knew you must ask."
"Talk about it."
"Actually, there is nothing that can't be said. The main reason is that this guest is kind to us Yongheju. My father, including me, owes him a great favor, the kind that can't be repaid. He happened to have eaten whole Yan. Wing mat, so if he wants to eat swallow wing mat, even if he is bitter, he has to open it for him once."
Even if the last fig leaf is torn off.
"What kind of great favor?" Jiang Feng is really curious now, and Yongheju can still owe a great favor to a guest.
"Do you remember that a few decades ago when I was very young, our Yonghe House had a fire and almost all burned, but the window on the second floor didn't burn?" Lu Sheng said.
"Remember." Jiang Feng nodded. Of course he remembered it. It was the memory that reminded him of the window frame.
"Master Peng went to the United States just a few years after my father took over Yongheju. Although Master Peng kept all his disciples, to be honest, the skills of those masters were not home."
"The business of Master Peng was greatly affected as soon as he left the shop. My father almost broke his family in order to buy Yongheju back. He didn't have much money in his hand. In addition, he was not as profitable as a restaurant business back then~www. novelhall.com~Master Peng made a lot of money when he was here, and his business was relatively bleak when he left."
"The fire happened just three or four years after Master Peng left. The shop was not busy, and the business was not very prosperous. There was no money to rebuild and rebuild. To put it a bit ugly, it was even worthy of the windows on the second floor that did not burn. Framed tables, chairs and benches are not affordable."
"But the version I heard is that Yongheju was renovated and rebuilt on the original basis soon after it burned down, and it worked pretty well." Jiang Feng said.
"That's it, but the money was not from my family. It was the diners who lent it to my father generously at the time, and the interest was confiscated. It was not completely repaid until many years later." Lu Sheng said.
Jiang Feng understood it.
It is indeed a great kindness, and it can even be said that without this diners, there would be no current Yongheju.
"For so many years, this diner only asked to eat swallow wing feast this time?" Jiang Feng asked curiously.
"When Yongheju was rebuilt, none of the masters in charge of kung fu were yet home, and the swallow wing seats were not opened at all. Those old diners could understand it at the time. The cooking skills of the later masters were honed. This diner went abroad to do business and settled abroad and has not returned for many years."
"It is precisely because he hasn't come back for many years that I can't refuse when he opens his mouth, and...I'm sorry to tell him the truth." Lu Sheng smiled embarrassedly, and turned to the right to look at the street sign.
"Hey, it seems to be coming soon, let me see where to turn."
"Turn right at the opening in front, take the small road, don't take the big road, the things piled in the front of that big road will not get through." Jiang Feng began to show the way.
Lu Sheng:?
Don’t you know the road without a car and it’s not convenient to take a taxi?
How do I feel that you are more familiar with this road than me!