v3 Chapter 607： Let me help you (5,000 + 2 in 1)

When he came to Jubaolou for the third time, Jiang Feng clearly felt that the number of guests in Jubaolou this time was much larger than when he first came.

He couldn't see what was happening in the box on the second floor, but on the first floor, the attendance rate of the lobby on the first floor had already exceeded 50%. Under such non-holiday and non-rest days, such a huge change can be seen. Li Xiangge played a role.

Jiang Feng even saw a few familiar faces on the small table in the lobby, as if she had seen it at yesterday's funeral.

Obviously, even if Sun Jikai tells the truth, there are still diners who don't believe in evil, so they have to come and spend money to taste it for themselves.

Sun Mao was here.

They only had 4 people in total and it was enough to make a small table for 6 people by the window. But Sun Mao just chose a large round table that is closest to the back kitchen, because the attendance rate of Jubaolou was not high, otherwise the waiter did not necessarily give him this table.

After approaching, Jiang Feng suddenly understood why the waiter would give him this table-Sun Mao ordered a large table.

After the confrontation, they counted carefully, including 13 dishes including cold dishes, 12 dishes and 1 soup. The smaller table really couldn't fit.

"I have n’t eaten at the same table with Brother Jiang for many years. It is estimated that Brother Jiang will return to Peiping in two days. I do n’t know when I will meet next time. Brother Jiang also took good care of me when I was still in Jubaolou. Today I asked Brother Jiang for this meal. "Sun Maocai said that he would pay for the meal, and then turned to the waiter on the side," The Buddha can jump on the wall. "

"OK." The help desk nodded and left.

"I know Brother Yijiang's temperament is definitely too lazy to ask about the signature dishes of Jubaolou. If you order, you will definitely order it according to the habits of the year. These dishes are dishes that Jubaolou has a good reputation in recent years. It ’s a rare trip to taste every meal. If you waste it, you will waste some big food. You ca n’t pack it and take it away, just because I have n’t figured out what to eat for dinner. ”Sun Maocai said.

Hearing Sun Maocai's remarks, Jiang Feng only began to look carefully at the dishes on the table. Many of them were eaten last night, including steamed sea bass which was highly praised by him and Wu Minqi. Litchi meat, chicken with golden bamboo shoots, fried eel and char-grilled barbecued pork are also among them. Wenchang chicken is added, sea crab wings with braised crab meat, stewed bird's nest and a plate of abalone. The soup is ordinary radish ribs soup. Two plates of cold vegetables Jiang Feng have tasted yesterday, and the taste is average.

"Why did you pick a table like this? Isn't there a big table outside?" The old man asked.

The table Sun Maocai picked was indeed a bit remote, the one closest to the back chef, and the light was not as good as other tables.

"I eat this is the problem. I like to choose a seat near the kitchen. It should be my professional habit. I always want to be closer to the kitchen."

"I wanted to add another soup with lobster. After all, this dish was the signature dish of Jubaolou when the master was there. Unfortunately, the waiter said that the lobster was out of stock and the dish was sold out again." Sun Mao said with regret.

"It's no pity, they probably don't have the ability to make Master Sun's taste." The old man stretched the chopsticks to the raw crab shells and braised the sea tiger wings, clipped a small chopsticks, and ate the shark fins as a fan.

"Flowers and whistle." I heard that it was not a good evaluation.

This dish of Jiang Feng is a bit impressed and expensive. If he remembers it correctly, this is the most expensive dish in Jubaolou. The unit price is far above the Buddha's jumping wall.

After all, there is still a plate in it, the Buddha jumps the wall with only a small cup.

Thinking about it this way, the Buddha jumped off the wall and came to the table.

A small cup, if Jiang Jiankang can eat in three mouths, Jiang Feng can smell the smell of money before it is uncovered.

Although Jiang Feng had not eaten the dish, he had heard of it. Before his family had not confessed to the Li family, Professor Li had asked Jiang Jiankang to make a Buddha jump. For this reason, Jiang Jiankang also put on the Huadiao wine that he has collected for many years. Although the finished product is not satisfactory, the fragrance is very successful. At least Jiang Feng has some impression of the fragrance.

Entrance, delicious.

Therefore, Jiang Feng did not know why this small cup of Buddha jumped off the wall to rely on the thicken to eat the false thickness of all the ingredients in the mouth, but the overall taste is still delicious, at least the soup is good, the base is good . Although the ingredients are not harmoniously blended, it is not unpalatable to have such an excellent broth base, and the stewing time is enough. It is a Buddha jumping wall around the passing line, which is a bit more expensive and a single digit more.

"Cutting work." The old man put down his spoon.

"It's a bit perfunctory. When the master was here, the Buddha used the best ingredients to jump the wall. The dried abalone needs to be soaked 5 days in advance. The sashimi should use the best Liaoshen, and the golden hook wings should use the best. Even the jars went to the kiln factory to make a custom order. "Sun Maocai added," It takes more than a day for an altar Buddha to jump through the wall, and someone must always be on the side. At that time, which brother was assigned to keep the altar, and even when eating Eat more bowls of rice. "

Jiang Feng couldn't help but swallowed a sip of water and looked down at the Buddha jumping over the wall in the bowl, and suddenly felt dull.

But that's it.

For the next few minutes, the old man was like a demanding food critic, tasted each dish one by one, and offered wonderful idioms to curse people.

"Perfunctory."

"A mess."

"A total mess."

"hard to swallow."

"Missing child."

"..."

"Nothing good." The old man put down his chopsticks and began to make a summary evaluation. "That steamed sea bass is still a bit of a level, the others are all fools."

Basically, every time an old man scolds a dish, Sun Mao will explain in detail why this dish is scolded.

"The steamed sea bass is made by Qiu Fu. I often hear people say that he is the most honest disciple of Brother Sun, and now it seems to be true." Sun Mao Cai said.

In the case that everyone is lazy, he alone is not lazy, so he is an honest man.

"Isn't he the head chef? It doesn't matter if the dishes are made like this." The old man tasted the normal level of performance of the chefs in Jubaolou last night, naturally he was even more angry at this extremely perfunctory dish.

"I heard people say that although Qiu Fu is good at honest cooking, but he is not good at interpersonal relationships and has no deterrent. He lacks management experience and is not suitable for being a chef. While Brother Sun was still in the kitchen, he did not often cook but He often goes to the back chef so the head chef has always been him, and Qiu Fu has also been temporarily appointed. "Sun Mao Caidao.

"You know the news of Jubaolou," the old man said.

Sun Maocai smiled: "It was boring at the hotel last night, so I asked my friend to help me inquire about some Jubaolou. My friend was well-informed, and all of them were cleared in one night."

Master Sun Maocai's gossip naturally did not believe it, Shen said, "Do you really want to come back?"

Sun Maocai put a smile on his face and said, "That's natural."

The old man looked up and looked around, and took a closer look at this familiar and unfamiliar restaurant: "This is not the same as before."

"When Taifeng Building reopened, could it be the same as Brother Jiang remembered?" Sun Maocai asked back.

"Taifeng Building is my home."

"This is also my home." Sun Maocai said, turning his head to glance at the closed kitchen door. "My brother Jiang couldn't be more clear. My parents died in the flood, and my relatives didn't want to support me, so I made a thief outside. The most dexterous are these hands, and the best thing is to observe and observe. "

"At that time, I stole the property of the guests of Jubaolou and was caught on the spot and broke the contents of Jubaolou. I was caught and killed on the spot. Master said that I returned the things when I was young. After one meal, I broke the stuff in Jubaolou and went to the kitchen as a handyman to pay off the debt.

The old man simmered himself a bowl of radish ribs soup. He was chopping his ribs with a big mouth. He heard Sun Mao just say, "I certainly know that the person who caught you was me."

Jiang Feng: Hey.

"Indeed, in fact, the person I should be most grateful for is Brother Jiang. If you hadn't run fast and strong at that time, you would have caught me on the ground, maybe I'm already locked up in prison now." Sun Mao Cai said, "It's a pity that I don't have any wine right now. If there is wine, I will definitely have a drink from Brother Jiang."

"Don't talk to me about these imaginary things, I'm not kidding you. Do you want to come back, is anyone willing?" The old man continued to bow down to eat pork ribs.

"How do you know without trying?"

"How about Ken? You haven't tasted these dishes, even if you want to manage them, do you think they are willing to let you manage them?"

"So you have to try it." Sun Maocai laughed. "Who can think of future things, just like Brother Sun and I couldn't think that Brother Jiang could really buy Taifeng House someday. After the reopening, the business is still booming. . "

"Just like Brother Sun and I wouldn't have thought that one day I would leave Jubaolou, and I would not be able to return for decades." Sun Maocai whispered softly.

The atmosphere on the dining table suddenly freezes.

Wu Minqi quietly looked up and looked back and forth between Sun Maocai and the old man. Then he lowered his head and pretended that he didn't hear anything, and continued to eat food.

As a big melon eater, she has eaten enough melon quietly these days, and it takes a little time to digest these melon.

"Feng Feng." Wu Minqi whispered in his ear with a voice that only Jiang Feng could hear. "Actually, just now, you can send a WeChat to Grandpa Jiang and Mr. Sun to tell Sun Jikai."

"Ah?" Jiang Feng was aggressive.

Wu Minqi pointed to the dishes on the table: "Although Grandpa's words are a little unpleasant, both his comments and those of Mr. Sun are very fair. If Sun Jikai wants to rectify the chef of Jubaolou, these fair reviews should be It will be a good way for him to build prestige after rectification. "

Wu Minqi is indeed the former heir of the Wu Family Restaurant. Just now when Jiang Feng heard the curse of the old man, the thought was: Hey, the grandpa started to scold people again. What Wu Minqi thought was that Sun Jikai could scold the chef who used these words to scold him back.

Jiang Feng felt that Wu Minqi's proposal was very good. He immediately took out his mobile phone and started cracking and typing WeChat.

He couldn't remember the specific words, but the general meaning was still remembered.

Jiang Feng: My grandfather, Wu Minqi and Sun Maocai are eating at your restaurant now.

Jiang Feng: My grandfather said that your Buddha ’s jumping wall has cut corners. Mr. Sun Maocai said that the material of your Buddha ’s jumping wall is not as strict as before.

Jiang Feng: Honey sauce barbecued pork ...

Jiang Feng: There are also sea tiger wings cooked with raw crab meat ...

...

Jiang Feng sent more than a dozen messages to Sun Jikai, but he didn't know that Sun Jikai was in the kitchen at this time.

Sun Jikai was originally checking whether there was any problem with the ingredients. When he came into the kitchen last night, he saw that the dishes on the chopping board were not right. He suspected that some people had moved their hands to fill the ingredients.

The spot check effect is obvious. The ingredients in Jubaolou are problematic. Ordinary fruits and vegetables are fine, such as sea cucumber bird's nest and shark fin.

Qiu Fu was temporarily ordered not to be in charge, and it was too easy to find a hole in him.

Sun Jikai was furious and felt the mobile phone in his pocket shaking constantly.

After training, Sun Jikai went into the compartment and took out his mobile phone. It was Jiang Feng who saw the news. He also sent him a dozen messages in a row. After opening it, what came into view was--

Messing up customers, selling so expensive is simply deceiving consumers.

Sun Jikai :?

scold me?

A closer look revealed that it was not Jiang Feng who called him Sun Maocai and Jiang Weiguo.

Sun Jikai looked from the bottom up, and when he saw the top and the first news, he found that Jiang Feng was eating at Jubaolou.

Sun Jikai quickly returned the message.

Sun Jikai: Which table are you at?

Feeling the vibration of the phone, Jiang Feng turned on the phone to see the news :?

Come to me in shame?

Is it that I just expressed it too clearly and hurt Sun Jikai's fragile mind a little?

Jiang Feng thought about it, and still gave the number of the table to Sun Jikai.

But after dozens of seconds of kung fu, the kitchen door opened, and Sun Jikai walked out of the kitchen to see Jiang Feng and walked towards them.

After approaching, Sun Jikai apologized without saying a word.

"Grandpa Jiang, Master Sun, I'm sorry. I haven't been able to manage the shop during this time, which caused the restaurant to be smoky, and I'm sorry for the dishes I made. I'll ask for this meal today."

The old man didn't speak, and gave the opportunity to speak to Sun Maocai.

Sun Mao only revealed a gentle smile that belonged to his elders alone: ​​"I originally invited Brother Jiang for this meal today. I will pay for the meal. It is understandable that the management of the business in the house is negligent. You can improve it. If you can afford it, you might as well send me a Babao chestnut pigeon, the one I ate last night. "

Sun Jikai froze for a moment, then looked at Jiang Feng again, a little embarrassed: "The Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon last night was actually ..."

"I know that the plotting of the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeons last night should be done by Jiang Feng. But last night I heard Jiang Feng said that the plotting of the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeons was not taught by your grandpa, but by you with him Researched out, since it is researched together, I believe you should be more or less. "Sun Mao Cai said warmly.

Sun Jikai is really embarrassed. Although it is true, but ...

He really doesn't.

"Actually I can't." Sun Jikai smiled wryly. "Although Jiang Feng's gossip was really worked out with me, I still don't have the real essentials of gossip. Later, my grandfather also pointed me, but ..."

Sun Jikai shook his head.

"I'm not as good as Jiang Feng."

This time, Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi were surprised, although Sun Jikai's inferiority to Jiang Feng was a recognized and immutable fact. But it is extremely rare and rare for Master Sun to be proud to let him say this sentence.

"Not at all?" Sun Maocai asked.

"A little bit, but it never works."

The elaboration of the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeons requires enlightenment. Sun Jikai has been unable to focus on cooking these days. Naturally, he has no time to enlighten and has no chance to open the last layer of window paper.

"You can try." Sun Maocai said, "Don't have any psychological pressure. After all, I haven't had a chance to taste it before. I do n’t know the specific taste of the eight treasure chestnut pigeons made by your grandfather. Only two of them were tasted last night. I feel very amazing, so I want to eat again today. "

Sun Jikai still hesitated. His gossip technique was the clearest in his heart, and he said it would only be a little.

It may be better for him to negate the finished product than the one sold in the store, but it is far worse than Jiang Feng's. He didn't want to disappoint Sun Maocai. After all, he still had something to ask Sun Maocai.

He is now like a product waiting for investment. He just wants to show investors the good side of the product and try his best to hide the bad one.

"At noon today, the eight treasure chestnut fragrant pigeons have all been sold out. If you want to taste it, you have to start it again, probably you need to ..." Sun Jikai wanted to decline politely.

"I can wait. I booked a return ticket the day after tomorrow. There is still some time. I just can take this opportunity to stay in Jubaolou for a while." Sun Maocai said, it was Sun Jikai's way to stop.

Just when Sun Jikai was about to agree, Jiang Feng spoke.

"If Master Sun really wants to eat, then I'd better help you go again."

Such a thing as giving a white job to Boss Sun was born twice.

"This is naturally the best." Sun Maocai laughed.

Sun Jikai was relieved.

Jiang Feng walked to Sun Jikai and whispered, "Would I change clothes when I go in? After all, it is now officially open for business."

Sun Jikai nodded: "I will let you get it for you."

After speaking, he called a waiter to get Jiang Feng a suit for the kitchen staff of his size.

It took some time to find clothes in the warehouse, Jiang Feng took Sun Jikai to sit down, and the waiter added another pair of bowls and chopsticks to let him taste the perfunctory dishes prepared by his own chef.

How big is the difference between having a boss and not having a boss.

"Yes, haven't you touched the essentials for so long?" Jiang Feng asked curiously.

Sun Jikai shook his head: "Grandpa taught me a lot after I came back, but something happened later. I haven't practiced cooking so much, it's deserted."

"I have always been uncomfortable when I practiced previously. Although you said that temperature is the key, I ca n’t find the feeling. It ’s a little bit better to give a pointer when Grandpa is here. Now Grandpa is gone and I do n’t know when I can find the feeling. "Sun Jikai sighed.

"Exercise more." Wu Minqi said, "Feng Feng's grunts are practiced. He is doing much better than the time you just left, all piled up."

Jiang Feng's eight treasure chestnut fragrant pigeons can make progress in this period, thanks to Comrade Wang Xiulian to squeeze their biological son.

Sun Jikai nodded: "I know, Grandpa said the same thing. But unfortunately, I don't have enough understanding and I'm always waiting for it."

Jiang Feng glanced at the old man and saw that he was looking down for food and didn't seem to pay attention to the conversation between the three juniors on their side, saying, "My grandfather said he would stay here for two more days, probably to meet some friends. Anyway, these two days I'm idle and idle ~ www.novelhall.com ~ or I'll come and teach you. "

Sun Jikai froze.

"This dish was taught by your grandfather. It should be your family's dish. It turned out to be the signature dish of Taifeng House. I have a bit of a bad conscience. Anyway, I'm idle and idle, maybe I I can see where there is a problem and I'll let you know if I have a problem. I think about it slowly. "

You didn't hang up.

Jiang Feng swallowed the last sentence.

Sun Jikai smiled: "Thank you, I invite you to dinner tonight."

"Please find a restaurant that has lobster from Shanghai Soup Bureau. I haven't eaten the soup lobster three times since I came to your store. I have come here very rarely, but you have to let me taste this famous dish." Jiang Feng Laughed.

"for sure."

"It's best to be a shop with authentic Buddha jumping walls. I haven't eaten authentic Buddha jumping walls yet." Wu Minqi added, taking the opportunity to rob.

"Rest assured, I'll definitely find you an authentic one." Sun Jikai promised, "It's better than my house now."

As he was talking, Sun Jikai suddenly looked up and wanted to stand up: "It seems that I have brought my clothes. I'll take you to the locker room. I just need to change my clothes."

Jiang Feng got up.

"Ding, complete the side mission [Beautiful memories] and get the mission reward: [A memory of Sun Maocai] [A piece of memory of Sun Maocai]."

The game prompt sounded suddenly in Jiang Feng's mind, Jiang Feng subconsciously looked at Sun Maocai.

Sun Maocai was also watching them, watching him and Sun Jikai.

Sun Maocai had a smile on his face and a smile on his eyes, but his eyes were empty, as if looking at someone else through them.

May be looking at himself.

But who is the other?

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