v3 Chapter 696： Niu Colujiang Maple
What does it mean for Jiang Feng to return?
This means that the eight treasure chestnut pigeons that have been off the shelf for three months, the silk yam, pure meat wonton, Li Hongzhang chowder and a series of slow-selling buff dishes are all back on the shelf.
Coupled with Jiang Feng's success in learning, upon bringing back, he brought enough soup to surpass the level of his father. He inspired everyone in Taifeng Building. Wang Xiulian and Fang Mei decided unanimously that they should take advantage of the hot iron to launch preferential activities to give Taifeng Building a sluggish business. Cardiotonic agent.
The public account, Weibo, and those who are lurking in the restaurant of Taifeng Building in Jiyue have all acted. It is time to advertise and strive to let all diners know the eight treasures you miss with the lowest cost (0 cost). Chestnut pigeon, shredded yam, pure meat wonton and Li Hongzhang chowder are back!
On July 25, long-lost guests queued up at the door of Taifeng Building.
"Qi Rou, you can count the plates and cups again."
"Hu Li, you go to check the backstage of the a la carte system to make sure that all of Jiang Feng's dishes have been put on the shelves, especially toasted yam and pure meat wonton."
"Ji Yue, when you start serving, please pay attention to appease the guests. If there is a situation where the students of the Academy of Fine Arts are crying too loudly, it is best to persuade them to go to the box. I watched a lot of students from the Academy of Fine Arts today. You all pay attention to it."
"Good house manager." Everyone said in unison, doing their job as carefully as when Taifeng Building just opened last year.
Ji Yue didn't touch the soup yesterday. When she knew about it, the soup had been divided by everyone in the kitchen. But she can tell from Zhang Guanghang's extremely high rating and what Master Wang said to Jiang Feng that Jiang Feng is not the Jiang Feng she had known a few months ago.
He is now Niu Lulujiang Feng.
In all thirty years of Hedong and thirty years of Hexi, the protagonist of the waste wood has counterattacked, and the plot of the female rebirth can be applied to Jiang Feng.
Ji Yue sighed.
Unexpectedly, she had attacked the king from bronze all the way before returning to Fupo Jiang Feng, and now she is about to start playing professional games.
"What's wrong, a little nervous?" Fang Mei asked Ji Yue, sighing for no reason.
"It's a bit." Ji Yue said casually, "I just didn't expect Jiang Feng's appeal to be so large. More than half of these diners in the lobby are estimated to have come from his drawn silk yam and pure meat wonton.
"Although his dishes are a little weird, they have always been popular with guests. The guests in the private room are basically all coming for his eight treasure chestnut pigeons. The reservation was opened at 7 o'clock last night. The appointment is full. But in fact, it is not much. Jiang Feng specifically told me not to arrange too many eight treasure chestnut sweet pigeons for him. The amount is only about one-third of the original. He should be busy for a few days. Mei Dao, standing in the corner watching the guests in the lobby full of nostalgia.
"It has been a long time since our store was full of people before this business hour." Fang Mei sighed involuntarily.
"It's not only a long time, this hasn't happened since the opening day and the period when" Taste "was just released." Ji Yue cast his eyes on the seats by the window, revealing an extraordinary melancholy atmosphere A student of the Academy of Fine Arts who is a loyal enthusiast of pure meat wontons, "I think they haven't been here for a long time."
There are many people who can recognize her face, but she can't call her name.
At 11:29, all the guests in the lobby and private rooms waited strictly.
At 11:30:06, the shredded yam and pure meat wonton were sold out.
"Fuck." A young man by the window smashed the table angrily. "I haven't found inspiration for two months. Who, with his hands so fast, makes people alive."
The little brother who had not shampooed for three days at the next table showed him a triumphant smile.
The little brother by the window can only continue to order food that some people eat, ready to fight tomorrow.
In the kitchen, Sang Ming looked at the ordering system on the wall and yelled Jiang Feng happily: "Feng Ge, 6 parts of yams and 6 parts of pure meat wonton."
Only when he shouted this sentence did Sang Ming feel that his work was complete.
No wonder he always feels weird and uncomfortable in the past few days. It turns out that there is no maple brother in the kitchen!
Jiang Weiming and Jiang Weiguo were standing at the corner away from the stove as always, and the place near the stove was too hot to suit them. Jiang Weiming looked at the busy kitchen, and said with satisfaction: "Little brother, do you think the atmosphere of the whole kitchen has changed since Xiao Feng returned?"
"Yeah, business has improved." Jiang Weiguo said with a blank expression.
Jiang Weiming glanced at him: "I feel that you have been in a bad mood since yesterday afternoon. Why, Xiao Feng can now leave the school but is a bit uncomfortable?"
"No." Jiang Weiguo denies.
"Do you think that Xiao Feng is progressing too fast?" Jiang Weiming asked.
Jiang Weiguo did not speak.
"I think it's a bit too fast. At this time last year, his level was only about the same as Jiankang. It was outstanding among the juniors but not the best. The comprehensive strength was still almost that of Zhang Guanghang. It was only a short time. He is far ahead of Zhang Guanghang and Jian Kang, and now he is afraid that even you will be beaten. "
Jiang Weiguo continued to remain silent.
"I really hope that he will compare me soon." Jiang Weiming looked at Jiang Feng, who was going to eat ravioli. "Only beyond us can he hope to be with his father, right?"
The old man didn't expect Jiang Weiming to say that, and he was stunned for a moment: "Then he's still far away."
"Not far." Jiang Weiming shook his head. "Xiao Feng is only 23 years old now."
"The year I was born, my father and mother brought my little aunt, my eldest brother, and my second brother to Peiping. The next day I showed up. Then my father visited masters from other cuisines. At that time, he became the first chef of Peiping. "
"Xiao Feng still has nine years, enough."
"You have high expectations for him." Jiang Weiguo raised his mouth unconsciously, obviously still proud of his heart, "I only hope that Xiao Feng will not live up to your expectations for him."
"What about you?" Jiang Weiming looked at Jiang Weiguo, as if to force him to say an answer.
"And mine." Jiangwei National Road.
Jiang Weiming shook his head helplessly: "You, you have bad temperament, and you have been bad since childhood."
"You just have a good temper, so good since childhood."
Jiang Weiguo returned his mouth and wanted to go out to see how the business was outside. He felt the long-lost customers seemingly coming to the cloud. As a result, he hadn't stepped out as if he remembered something. He turned to look at Jiang Weiming.
"Third brother, from Xiaofeng's stock soup yesterday, you should be able to tell that Xiaofeng's craftsmanship has surpassed me. What did you say just like me?" Jiang Weiming doesn't seem to be here in Jiang Weiguo's memory. Those who gave him a face in this matter, in the final analysis, were not ashamed of being surpassed by their grandchildren who grew up in childhood, and should even be proud.
If you do n’t have Peng Changping ’s teaching for three months, you should be more proud.
"Yes, I didn't pay much attention when I drank it yesterday." Jiang Weiming looked as usual.
"So what are you paying attention to?" Jiang Weiguo asked.
"I'm probably shocked." Jiang Weiming smiled and was interrupted by Jiang Feng if he wanted to say anything more.
"Three grandpas." Jiang Feng no longer cares about the ravioli after throwing it away. Anyway, the soul of pure meat ravioli is unpalatable. The harder it is, the happier the diners are.
"Are you free this afternoon? I want to practice clear soup in the afternoon, and I would like to ask you to help me by looking at it on the side."
"Of course, UU reading your soup has been so outstanding, compared to the clear soup can be used quickly, only a few days to make the same level as yesterday's soup." Jiang Weiming encouraged.
The old man looked at Jiang Weiming, then Jiang Feng, and turned away.
The kind that the head can't.
Jiang Feng :?
Where did I offend Grandpa?
Jiang Weiming looked at Jiang Weiguo's back with a helpless smile and reminded him: "Xiao Feng, you can learn Buddha jumping from the wall with your grandfather in a while. This dish has extremely high requirements for the handling and control of ingredients. You are now a very good practice dish. "
"Ah?" Jiang Feng didn't react, how to pull from the clear soup to the Buddha jumped the wall.
This Buddha hasn't made a schedule yet.
"Go ahead first, this kitchen is a little boring. I went out." Jiang Weiming didn't say anything, and left.
Jiang Feng :? ? ?
This means that the eight treasure chestnut pigeons that have been off the shelf for three months, the silk yam, pure meat wonton, Li Hongzhang chowder and a series of slow-selling buff dishes are all back on the shelf.
Coupled with Jiang Feng's success in learning, upon bringing back, he brought enough soup to surpass the level of his father. He inspired everyone in Taifeng Building. Wang Xiulian and Fang Mei decided unanimously that they should take advantage of the hot iron to launch preferential activities to give Taifeng Building a sluggish business. Cardiotonic agent.
The public account, Weibo, and those who are lurking in the restaurant of Taifeng Building in Jiyue have all acted. It is time to advertise and strive to let all diners know the eight treasures you miss with the lowest cost (0 cost). Chestnut pigeon, shredded yam, pure meat wonton and Li Hongzhang chowder are back!
On July 25, long-lost guests queued up at the door of Taifeng Building.
"Qi Rou, you can count the plates and cups again."
"Hu Li, you go to check the backstage of the a la carte system to make sure that all of Jiang Feng's dishes have been put on the shelves, especially toasted yam and pure meat wonton."
"Ji Yue, when you start serving, please pay attention to appease the guests. If there is a situation where the students of the Academy of Fine Arts are crying too loudly, it is best to persuade them to go to the box. I watched a lot of students from the Academy of Fine Arts today. You all pay attention to it."
"Good house manager." Everyone said in unison, doing their job as carefully as when Taifeng Building just opened last year.
Ji Yue didn't touch the soup yesterday. When she knew about it, the soup had been divided by everyone in the kitchen. But she can tell from Zhang Guanghang's extremely high rating and what Master Wang said to Jiang Feng that Jiang Feng is not the Jiang Feng she had known a few months ago.
He is now Niu Lulujiang Feng.
In all thirty years of Hedong and thirty years of Hexi, the protagonist of the waste wood has counterattacked, and the plot of the female rebirth can be applied to Jiang Feng.
Ji Yue sighed.
Unexpectedly, she had attacked the king from bronze all the way before returning to Fupo Jiang Feng, and now she is about to start playing professional games.
"What's wrong, a little nervous?" Fang Mei asked Ji Yue, sighing for no reason.
"It's a bit." Ji Yue said casually, "I just didn't expect Jiang Feng's appeal to be so large. More than half of these diners in the lobby are estimated to have come from his drawn silk yam and pure meat wonton.
"Although his dishes are a little weird, they have always been popular with guests. The guests in the private room are basically all coming for his eight treasure chestnut pigeons. The reservation was opened at 7 o'clock last night. The appointment is full. But in fact, it is not much. Jiang Feng specifically told me not to arrange too many eight treasure chestnut sweet pigeons for him. The amount is only about one-third of the original. He should be busy for a few days. Mei Dao, standing in the corner watching the guests in the lobby full of nostalgia.
"It has been a long time since our store was full of people before this business hour." Fang Mei sighed involuntarily.
"It's not only a long time, this hasn't happened since the opening day and the period when" Taste "was just released." Ji Yue cast his eyes on the seats by the window, revealing an extraordinary melancholy atmosphere A student of the Academy of Fine Arts who is a loyal enthusiast of pure meat wontons, "I think they haven't been here for a long time."
There are many people who can recognize her face, but she can't call her name.
At 11:29, all the guests in the lobby and private rooms waited strictly.
At 11:30:06, the shredded yam and pure meat wonton were sold out.
"Fuck." A young man by the window smashed the table angrily. "I haven't found inspiration for two months. Who, with his hands so fast, makes people alive."
The little brother who had not shampooed for three days at the next table showed him a triumphant smile.
The little brother by the window can only continue to order food that some people eat, ready to fight tomorrow.
In the kitchen, Sang Ming looked at the ordering system on the wall and yelled Jiang Feng happily: "Feng Ge, 6 parts of yams and 6 parts of pure meat wonton."
Only when he shouted this sentence did Sang Ming feel that his work was complete.
No wonder he always feels weird and uncomfortable in the past few days. It turns out that there is no maple brother in the kitchen!
Jiang Weiming and Jiang Weiguo were standing at the corner away from the stove as always, and the place near the stove was too hot to suit them. Jiang Weiming looked at the busy kitchen, and said with satisfaction: "Little brother, do you think the atmosphere of the whole kitchen has changed since Xiao Feng returned?"
"Yeah, business has improved." Jiang Weiguo said with a blank expression.
Jiang Weiming glanced at him: "I feel that you have been in a bad mood since yesterday afternoon. Why, Xiao Feng can now leave the school but is a bit uncomfortable?"
"No." Jiang Weiguo denies.
"Do you think that Xiao Feng is progressing too fast?" Jiang Weiming asked.
Jiang Weiguo did not speak.
"I think it's a bit too fast. At this time last year, his level was only about the same as Jiankang. It was outstanding among the juniors but not the best. The comprehensive strength was still almost that of Zhang Guanghang. It was only a short time. He is far ahead of Zhang Guanghang and Jian Kang, and now he is afraid that even you will be beaten. "
Jiang Weiguo continued to remain silent.
"I really hope that he will compare me soon." Jiang Weiming looked at Jiang Feng, who was going to eat ravioli. "Only beyond us can he hope to be with his father, right?"
The old man didn't expect Jiang Weiming to say that, and he was stunned for a moment: "Then he's still far away."
"Not far." Jiang Weiming shook his head. "Xiao Feng is only 23 years old now."
"The year I was born, my father and mother brought my little aunt, my eldest brother, and my second brother to Peiping. The next day I showed up. Then my father visited masters from other cuisines. At that time, he became the first chef of Peiping. "
"Xiao Feng still has nine years, enough."
"You have high expectations for him." Jiang Weiguo raised his mouth unconsciously, obviously still proud of his heart, "I only hope that Xiao Feng will not live up to your expectations for him."
"What about you?" Jiang Weiming looked at Jiang Weiguo, as if to force him to say an answer.
"And mine." Jiangwei National Road.
Jiang Weiming shook his head helplessly: "You, you have bad temperament, and you have been bad since childhood."
"You just have a good temper, so good since childhood."
Jiang Weiguo returned his mouth and wanted to go out to see how the business was outside. He felt the long-lost customers seemingly coming to the cloud. As a result, he hadn't stepped out as if he remembered something. He turned to look at Jiang Weiming.
"Third brother, from Xiaofeng's stock soup yesterday, you should be able to tell that Xiaofeng's craftsmanship has surpassed me. What did you say just like me?" Jiang Weiming doesn't seem to be here in Jiang Weiguo's memory. Those who gave him a face in this matter, in the final analysis, were not ashamed of being surpassed by their grandchildren who grew up in childhood, and should even be proud.
If you do n’t have Peng Changping ’s teaching for three months, you should be more proud.
"Yes, I didn't pay much attention when I drank it yesterday." Jiang Weiming looked as usual.
"So what are you paying attention to?" Jiang Weiguo asked.
"I'm probably shocked." Jiang Weiming smiled and was interrupted by Jiang Feng if he wanted to say anything more.
"Three grandpas." Jiang Feng no longer cares about the ravioli after throwing it away. Anyway, the soul of pure meat ravioli is unpalatable. The harder it is, the happier the diners are.
"Are you free this afternoon? I want to practice clear soup in the afternoon, and I would like to ask you to help me by looking at it on the side."
"Of course, UU reading your soup has been so outstanding, compared to the clear soup can be used quickly, only a few days to make the same level as yesterday's soup." Jiang Weiming encouraged.
The old man looked at Jiang Weiming, then Jiang Feng, and turned away.
The kind that the head can't.
Jiang Feng :?
Where did I offend Grandpa?
Jiang Weiming looked at Jiang Weiguo's back with a helpless smile and reminded him: "Xiao Feng, you can learn Buddha jumping from the wall with your grandfather in a while. This dish has extremely high requirements for the handling and control of ingredients. You are now a very good practice dish. "
"Ah?" Jiang Feng didn't react, how to pull from the clear soup to the Buddha jumped the wall.
This Buddha hasn't made a schedule yet.
"Go ahead first, this kitchen is a little boring. I went out." Jiang Weiming didn't say anything, and left.
Jiang Feng :? ? ?
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