v2 Chapter 298： Soon to die

After Jiang Feng was praised by Sun Guanyun, Sun Jikai looked a little nervous.

He knew very well that people are comparative.

For example, in the middle school entrance exam, he scored 120 points in math, and others felt nothing. But as long as it is compared with the average score of 56 points in the city's mathematics, others will boast: "Wow, your math is great!"

For another example, in terms of cooking, his dried fried Niuhe can sell for 48 yuan, Ji Xue can sell for 56 yuan, this comparison knows ...

Alas, this comparison shows that there is a problem with the boss's pricing.

All in all, people are comparative, especially the elders. They always like to compare their own children with those of other people, otherwise there will not be so many disgusting children from other people's homes.

The stir-fried Niuhe is a matter of pricing, but the Babao Lixiang pigeon is definitely a gap in cooking.

Sun Jikai knows clearly that when he was in the top 16 of the cooking competition, he and Jiang Feng's cooking skills were comparable, and even his cooking skills were slightly higher than Jiang Feng's.

But since the top four Jiang Feng made the drawing of yam, he seemed to be the same. The cooking skills have advanced by leaps and bounds, and the cooking and seasoning are difficult to say.

Sun Jikai knew in his heart that his eight treasure chestnut fragrant pigeon was not as good as Jiang Feng.

He was worried that Sun Guanyun was disappointed after having tasted the eight treasure chestnut pigeons made by Jiang Feng.

Exactly the same steps.

Boil pigeon soup.

Starch thickener.

Add chicken oil.

The fire turned low.

Turn off the fire.

Out of the pan.

But at the moment when he was out of the pot, Sun Jikai knew that his eight treasure chestnut fragrant pigeon was not as good as Jiang Feng's.

Sun Guanyun didn't say anything. He watched Sun Jikai step by step to finish the eight treasure chestnut fragrant pigeons. At the moment when the plate was finished, he cut the pigeon belly with a knife just as before.

Use a spoon to scoop a spoonful of vegetarian filling and taste it quietly.

"I haven't taught you this method of gossip. Who did you learn from?" Sun Guanyun asked.

"This is what Jiang Feng thought of."

"It was proposed by Sun Jikai."

The two talked to each other inadvertently.

Sun Jikai said: "I remember that when you made the Babao chestnut fragrant sauce, the juice of the pigeon was thick, but when it was dropped, it was able to go down the waterfall like water."

"But I don't remember what simmered juice looks like. I just remember that you told me that temperature is the key." Jiang Feng said.

Sun Jikai went on to say: "I remember the shape of the juice, he remembered the temperature of the juice, but the key points were all Jiang Feng thought about, and I couldn't help at all."

Talking, Sun Jikai lowered his head in shame, apparently he was the one holding the clearance key, but Jiang Feng opened the door last.

Sun Guanyun seemed very happy: "So this dish was developed by the two of you."

"There is also Wu Minqi, and Zhang Guanghang also helped." Sun Jikai said, he has been like this since he was a child. He is his, and never invites credit.

"Okay, okay." Sun Guanyun said two good things in a row, "both good boys."

Jiang Feng seemed to understand something, why Sun Guanyun would be satisfied with the eight treasure chestnut pigeon he just made.

What he is satisfied with is not the taste, but the spirit and persistence of continuous exploration and research behind this eight treasure chestnut fragrant pigeon.

The object of his satisfaction was not Jiang Feng, but Sun Jikai.

He is satisfied that Sun Jikai is willing to take the time to work on a dish with others.

He was satisfied that Sun Jikai was finally willing to pick up the kitchen knife, calm down, and quietly concentrate on doing what a chef should do.

He is satisfied that his eldest grandson is not a villain who is deliberately trying to find a home, but a chef who truly loves cooking.

Sun Guanyun came to pick up Sun Jikai and went home.

Sun Jikai hasn't fully learned how to settle down the oil, and the time since Jiang Weiming's promise has not passed, it's not important.

None of this is as important as Sun Guanyun's willingness to recognize him and pick him up.

Sun Guanyun's assistant has been waiting at the door, standing beside the black car.

Although Sun Guanyun's assistant is not as versatile as the good-taste assistant, and even a little unsatisfactory in many cases, he is Sun Guanyun's most trusted person because he is the person who has been with Sun Guanyun for the longest time.

He has been Sun Guanyun's assistant for 26 years, and even the funeral of Sun Guanyun's wife was cooked by him a dozen years ago. He knew many things that even Sun Changping and Sun Jikai did not know.

He is Sun Guanyun's most trusted person and the one who knows Sun Guanyun best.

So he knew that his boss was going to die soon.

Even Sun Changping and Sun Guanyun's second uncle, Sun Chang'an, did not know why Sun Guanyun suddenly changed his temper and drove Sun Jikai out of the house, but Sun Guanyun's assistant knew.

He stood outside the door of Taifeng Building, a little embarrassed.

He is Sun Guanyun's assistant and Sun Jikai's elder. He watched Sun Jikai grow up and watched Sun Guanyun give him high hopes.

He also watched Sun Jikai become more and more crooked by his mother, went astray, wasted his cooking talents, and participated in meaningless family struggles.

Sun Guanyun's assistant felt that his feet were numb.

How long has he stood outside? 20 minutes? 30 minutes? 40 minutes? Or longer?

He stood still outside like this, his feet were numb, and he did not see the figures of Sun Guanyun and Sun Jikai.

Are there any disputes between grandpa and grandson?

Sun Guanyun's assistant was not only worried.

Should I go in and take a look?

But if something really happens ~ www.novelhall.com ~ he is just an assistant, he can't talk at such a critical moment, let alone this is a family affair between them, he is not easy to intervene.

President Sun was finally willing to come to Peiping to bring Sun Jikai back. If there is any accident on this head, it would be regrettable.

Should I go in?

Sun Guanyun's assistant was hesitant.

He took a slight step forward with his left foot and his right heel.

After thinking about it, the right foot took another step back and the left heel was up.

Incidentally, his surname is Wang and he is called Assistant Wang.

The driver looked at Assistant Wang in the car, and began to wonder, could Assistant Wang have been standing cramped for a long time?

Also, standing still for 40 minutes or more should be a cramp.

Incidentally, the driver is a good-tasting employee. This car is also a good-tasting car. Both the driver and the car were borrowed by Assistant Wang's assistant.

Thanks to the good taste cooking competition, the popularity of good taste companies has been increasing these days. Han Guishan has been expanding the market in recent months, and is planning to move the headquarters to Peiping in a while.

Jiang Feng has been out of Novice Village to Peiping City, the center of the universe, and Han Guishan cannot fall behind.

The driver had an idea, and Assistant Wang had an idea. When the thoughts of the two people drifted farther and farther to the Siberian plain, Sun Guanyun took Sun Jikai out.

Assistant Wang breathed a sigh of relief, opened the door for the two, and boarded the car himself.

"Go to the hospital," Sun Guanyun said.

"Hospital? Grandpa, are you unwell?" Sun Jikai asked.

Sun Guanyun looked at him and said, "Ji Kai, grandpa is going to die."

The sound seemed unprecedentedly old.

Sun Jikai was shocked.

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