At this moment, several leaders and related people gathered in the room were quietly watching a color TV set in the room.
Just a few seconds after Jiangshan pressed the switch, the first thing that caught his eye on the screen was a pair of men's hands.
Looking at the familiar hands on TV, Xu Muchun immediately understood that Jiang Shan was about to start doing handiwork again.
At this moment, not only him, but everyone in the office was watching TV intently.
Only then did Huang Yongyu understand why Xiao Jiang liked to go to the bakery for the past three days when he had nothing to do.
On the TV screen for a moment, a pair of thick but flexible hands were rolling, pinching, pressing, or carving on the chopping board of the pastry room...
After editing the short video, you can see that in just a few seconds, a small piece of dough has been transformed into a petal with realistic texture.
After looking at it for a few more seconds, the same petals were already spread all over the chopping board.
When Jiang Shan's hands closed the petals into a lotus, the eyes in the office were obviously staring more closely than the previous moment.
Then, with the cooperation of music and hands, lotus flowers appeared on the screen one after another.
When Jiangshan in the video painted them with fresh red pink, everyone sitting here almost forgot the true appearance of these lotuses.
But, just when they thought this was the answer to what Jiang Shankou said: "How to make superficial articles beautiful".
But I found that the surface article on the screen was still continuing.
At this moment, the hands on the TV began to press a piece of green dough again.
Just like the previous petals, the green lotus leaves, lotus stems, buds, lotus hearts... each look more real than the last.
At the same time, lovely pink and white lotus flowers have grown to maturity in the steamer.
By this time, there was still no sound in the room.
I don’t know why, but it’s as if the TV screen will end as soon as I open my mouth.
Unknowingly, everyone had a desire to keep watching.
When a large cyan porcelain plate appeared on the screen, Xu Muchun remembered a saying that Jiang Shan often said: The best is yet to come.
Huang Yongyu also remembered what Jiang Shan once said: I will let you take care of it!
Sure enough, the empty big porcelain plate on the screen became more and more green and fragrant under the hard work of a pair of hands.
Compared with the people of later generations who are accustomed to it, today's people still don't know what Jiang Shan on the screen wants to do.
It wasn't until the green color of a lotus pond full of summer appeared on the screen that all the leaders in the room suddenly realized and started to praise in unison.
Director Liu of the Cultural Affairs Bureau is also a leader who has experienced the world: "It's really unexpected that artists can come out of the kitchen."
Xu Muchun corrected: "It should be the artist who walked into the kitchen."
"Xiao Jiang," Director Zhang of the Propaganda Department asked, "Are those hands on TV yours?"
Jiang Shan nodded: "It's mine."
"Smart people like to think about everything they do," Huang Yongyu had already expected this: "A steamer with steamed buns can produce a plate of flowers."
Wang Shixiang said: "Is this still the steamed buns that were cooked first? How can one be willing to eat this?"
"I really can't bear to say it," Director Gong of the Second Commercial Bureau said with emotion: "In my eyes, it is as beautiful as a painting."
At this moment, everyone was watching the freeze-frame on the TV.
"Dear leaders, what do you think of the food commercial being filmed like this?"
Jiang Shan sat on a stool and smoked: "Can you catch the audience from beginning to end?"
"Just play it ten more times," Huang Yongyu was the first to talk about his own experience: "I will watch it from beginning to end."
Wang Shixiang voted with a show of hands: "Me too."
"If this short film is an advertisement," said Director Xu, who is now considered to be involved in the advertising industry:
"The retention rate is definitely hard to say. Not only did I watch it from beginning to end, but I couldn't take my eyes off it."
Director Zhang recalled the dishes that once amazed him: "I have seen many exquisite dishes in the past, but this lotus pond dish is really my first experience."
"Lao Zhang, you have the same idea as me," Director Liu said with a smile: "Before I saw Comrade Xiao Jiang's plate of flowers, I thought that carving dragons and phoenixes was already the most advanced dish pattern."
Hearing this, Jiang Shan walked back to Ajinomoto's poster slide:
"Just like all the leaders, there are definitely not a few people who have seen the world nowadays.
I believe that in the eyes of the well-informed advertising festival judges, the average food presentation is just like a side dish.
For this, everyone only needs to look at Ajinomoto's poster to understand it clearly.
Just these two paintings are filled with hundreds of arrangements.
But if you take a closer look, the ingredients on the poster are actually the most common white radish, persimmon, plus a piece of fish and a few shrimps.
But even with such monotonous ingredients, little Japan can come up with all kinds of weird ways to put them on the plate.
In some countries, their chefs even regard presentation as more important than cooking itself.
Therefore, if we want to use plate presentation to re-attract foreign diners, it will definitely not be enough.
Must add some tricks."
Hearing this, Director Liu already understood what Jiang Shan was talking about: "However, such beautiful and picturesque food must be rare, right?"
Director Zhang also found it difficult: "It's probably very difficult to do it again."
Director Gong: "For the banquet in the Forbidden City, just taking pictures of a plate of food is probably not enough."
Not just the two of them, but everyone sitting here felt this way.
After all, Jiang Shan's move just now was really amazing.
Seeing this scene, Yu Sigui smiled calmly.
God knows what she has been through these past few days.
She, Jiang Zhuangzhuang, and Ding Lingling helped eat those failed lotus dumplings.
At this moment, Jiang Shan, who had eaten the most, said with a smile from the front:
"As long as you are willing to study hard, you can study the production process that is eye-catching. If you don't believe it, read on."
After that, the paused scene on the TV started playing again.
Soon, those familiar hands appeared on the familiar chopping board again.
However, the playback speed this time is obviously faster than the previous time.
Starting from the beginning, it is a circle of already baked round cookies.
Wow, after pouring a bowl of transparent sugar syrup into it, Jiang Shan squeezed cream with his hands and quickly painted on the sugar cubes that had solidified into a "glass" surface.
Green cream paints pine, red cream paints plum...
After one layer is painted, another layer is painted.
White-winged cranes, pea-green turtles,
Each layer of biscuits is a work of art placed on the dinner plate.
When the transparent round biscuits in the middle are stacked together, a three-dimensional picture of pine and crane extending the year and celebrating birthday will appear on the screen.
Seeing this, the four directors no longer knew how to express their feelings.
Xu Muchun looked at Jiangshan quietly, and the good deeds that those hands had done kept flooding in his mind.
Similarly, Huang Yongyu was also looking at Jiang Shan silently, recalling the scenes that made him couldn't help but curl up his lips.
Seeing the eyes of the leaders in the office looking at Lao San, Comrade Jiang He, who had always been expressionless, now smiled slightly and crossed his legs.
At this moment, Ding Lingling and Jiang Zhuangzhuang, who ran out at some unknown time, came in carrying a plate of moonlight over the lotus pond and a plate of pine and crane cranes.
"Come on, come on," Jiang Shan waved his hands enthusiastically:
"After such a long meeting, all the leaders must be hungry, so hurry up and grab some steamed buns to satisfy your cravings.
Lingling, Zhuangzhuang, pick a big one for the directors."
While he was talking, his hands were not idle either.
He held two flowers and handed them to Huang Yongyu and Wang Shixiang: "Uncle, try them quickly. I pinched them all with my own hands."
Looking at the pasta in their hands, which looked like works of art, the leaders, who had originally expressed their reluctance to eat it, ate so deliciously.
"In this commercial," Jiang Shanhui is holding a bowl of pond ice powder:
"My plan is to arrange the production process of three dishes, just like the short clip just played, the duration is controlled to about one minute..."
"I think Xiaojiang's arrangement is very reasonable," Xu Muchun took the lead in supporting his own people.
Director Zhang of the Propaganda Department then said: "Such a wonderful clip is definitely indispensable, but... are three dishes enough?"
"The whole banquet must have more than these dishes," Jiang Shanxi said:
"At that time, I will use a long lens to go through it again, and then set a 1- or 2-second shot on several of the dishes.
Pick three more dishes and focus on taking photos of the production process. Anyway, our purpose is the same:
The Chinese food in the camera must make every judge, audience, and enemy... greedy.
We must make every foreigner who sees this ad turn off the TV and go straight to a Chinese restaurant..."
At this moment, Director Liu, who had already finished a lotus steamed bun, picked another lotus leaf from the pond: "Xiao Jiang, have you decided which three dishes to photograph?"
"To tell you the truth," Jiangshanhui reported: "Without the help of the bakery next door, I definitely wouldn't be able to make the dim sum you are eating now. As for the dish you are asking about, you still have to listen to our capital city.
The opinions of the chefs.”
"Look at my memory," Director Liu pressed his hands and said, "Don't worry, the comrades over at Yanjing are already making preparations."
Director Zhang of the Propaganda Department also nodded at this time: "Xiao Jiang, as soon as you are ready, set off quickly!"
…
Sweet you smile sweetly
It's like flowers blooming in the spring breeze, blooming in the spring breeze...
In the small courtyard of No. 51 Anhe Street, the warm evening breeze carries sweet singing.
"Fang Shu is just fine as a concubine. The queen should forget about it. She is gentle, but not grand enough."
"To be honest, this lesbian looks pretty good."
"Who is this person?"
"Isn't it written on the back of the photo... Zhu Lin."
"The masses don't know her either. It's better to choose Xiaoqing to be the queen."
"Xiao Qing is not as beautiful as Pan Hong. In my opinion, Pan Hong is the most suitable queen."
"What about Xiaoqing?"
"If that doesn't work, just give her a concubine."
"What about Comrade Gong Xue?"
"She is also a royal concubine."
"How many concubines are there?"
"Yes, Third Brother, is it enough for us to choose?"
Looking at the photo on the desk, Jiang Shan, who was in a dilemma, suddenly felt that the matter of "choosing a concubine" was not as easy as imagined.
The finger hanging in the air finally landed on a photo: "How about... just assign the defender to her!"
Jiang Hai and Jiang He looked at each other: "Zhu Lin?"
"Yes," Jiang Shan closed his eyes: "That's her."
Mandarin ducks and butterflies fly together
The spring scenery in the garden is intoxicating
Ask the holy monk quietly
Is my daughter beautiful?
…
Just as I was doing this, I suddenly remembered the phone on the desk.
Jiang Shan picked up the answer and listened: "Director Xu, why are you calling me so late...what did you say? Diaoyutai State Guesthouse?"
In early 1980, Diaoyutai State Guesthouse officially opened to the public.
Jiang Shan never dreamed that he would be one of the first guests there.
