Li Feng and others sat in silence, not thinking about having a meal here. I don't know what the custom is. Why would they eat at someone else's house if they weren't inviting people? They looked at each other and were speechless. A few old people murmured.
After a long time, I finally agreed, but agreement is agreement. This also requires one person, a few people lamented, and this, but forget it, more people, more people.
This Li Feng looked at the old lady giving him a wink. Li Feng didn't understand at first, but then he thought about it, and it was right. If Zhao Youcai had gone over to quarrel with the second master, how could he have made a joke? The two old people couldn't quarrel. These
Now that the matter is settled, it's time to go.
Who would have thought that Li Can muttered something, but Song Dazui from the opposite side accidentally heard it, and pulled Li Can away. "Why is the old man so good at something? Why is he not incompetent? All the old man can do is eat.
"Li Can and others thought that the old man was talking about his ability, but they didn't expect that someone would mention eating as a matter of fact.
"Haha, this old man, when it comes to eating, I dare say that few people can match me. I am not looking down on you, old man. You can only have three bowls of rice at most. My highest record is six bowls." Li Can said to Li Feng and several others.
I’m so embarrassed, you pig, you have the nerve to say it after eating so much.
"Instead of eating more, I might as well compete with pigs. Boy, let me show you today. Don't leave at noon. Huh, my sister will go and help me pick vegetables. Let these young boys see our Song family cuisine. Boy, you guys
Tell the old man what you brought, and I will keep it for you to eat and swallow at noon." Li Feng brought a lot of vegetables this time, as well as venison, donkey meat, a pickled hare and a pheasant.
"That's right, that's enough. Don't leave even at noon. I'll be in a hurry with whoever leaves." There was no way, Li Feng and the others were speechless. There was still this. They wouldn't let them go without eating, so they called home to explain the situation.
Especially since there are so many people at Li Feng's house, he has prepared the lunch ingredients himself. He will tell his father about this and ask his mother to make it.
The group of people waited from ten o'clock to eleven-thirty, and they were bored. The last four people took turns to dismount with Mr. Zhao Youcai. Except for Li Feng, who could play a few moves, the rest, Li Can, Li Changlin, and Li Xu, did not have to enter the fight and could not fight in front of the horse.
, the sixteen grids are only in single digits, so what a waste of time.
Li Feng lost two of the three games and drew one. Although he lost, he did so with great momentum. He was not like Li Can at all. In the end, the old man directly pushed Li Changlin and the others aside to draw circles and play with him.
Li Feng got off his horse. Li Feng was not very serious at first. After losing several times, he felt a little disgraceful. He gradually became serious, and finally the fight was evenly matched.
"Yes, yes. Much better than your second master." Zhao Youcai's horse riding is definitely considered a master level. Li Feng secretly wiped his sweat. This old man can be caught even if he makes any omissions in his thinking. Fortunately, he has a good brain.
It's going fast, even if you lose more than you win in these few games.
"Stop it, you old man, what are you doing to bully other people's children? Wash your hands and eat quickly." The old lady is relatively kind, and Li Feng and the others are quite respectful. It just so happens that Li Feng doesn't want to be tortured anymore. He is thinking hard, but he can't bear it.
It’s really hard for Chef Song to keep up with this old man.
The dishes on the table looked pretty, but they didn't have any aroma. Li Can, Li Changlin and Li Xu were full of contempt. This dish was so poorly cooked. A trace of surprise flashed in Li Feng's eyes. No real cook would let the aroma of the dishes come out.
, this will reduce the taste of the dish. But many people know about it, and there are indeed very few people who can make it. It can be said that it is rare. The color, aroma and taste are a characteristic of Chinese food. Of course, it is low-level, but the real master can do it without missing anything.
Of course Li Feng can't do it. Li Feng estimates that he can achieve it in about ten years. After all, his body is getting more and more sensitive, his memory is getting better and better, and the so-called feeling is getting more and more sensitive. The tip of his tongue is becoming more and more sensitive to taste.
Even if all kinds of cheating methods are used.
It takes Li Feng ten years, which shows how difficult this skill is. Normally, without more than 60 years of cooking experience, without the guidance of a master chef since childhood, and without countless materials piled up, he would not be able to learn this skill. At this time, Li Feng does not think that
Li Feng knew that only two old men could achieve this level. They were chefs who had cooked for three generations of great men, and two of the most famous chef kings in the Chinese circle.
They all come from famous and truly royal chef families.
Li Feng's hands were a little unsteady, and he only looked at Li Changlin and Li Xu's unbelievable eyes and frozen expressions. Li Feng concluded that this dish was not simple. Li Feng picked up the most ordinary green pepper and eggplant, and put it into his mouth. Li Feng was shocked beyond measure.
.It is this taste, and the fragrance of the food will be released only when chewing. This person is definitely a master. But Li Feng thought hard and couldn't understand how such a chef could be unknown in the countryside.
"How are you? Why didn't you talk to me? The food is not good. This old man's skills should be okay. Hey, no, where does this food come from?" The old man grabbed Li Feng's wrist in surprise. Li Feng didn't expect an old man to have such strong hands.
The guy is like a pair of pliers.
Li Feng forgot about the wrist strength that a cook should have. Li Feng shook his arm, and the old man paused slightly. "Haha, I am also a good practitioner. Not bad. Let's learn more about this dish in the future."
"Old man, is there something wrong with this dish?" Li Feng was a little surprised that there could be something wrong with his own food.
"There's a problem, a big problem, where do these dishes come from?" The old man's eyes changed a little, and now Mrs. Song also changed a little.
"You guys, where else could this vegetable come from? We can pick it. Do you think we will steal from other family members like you?" Li Can had a lot of mud on his hands. After washing for a long time, he was about to sit down and eat.
The old man couldn't stop eating the food that was hot in his mouth. He would ask where it came from and whether it was poisonous.
"You picked them? Where did you pick them?" Li Feng wondered what happened to the old man? "I grow these vegetables in my house. These are green and pollution-free vegetables. Don't you think there is something wrong?" Li Feng
I don’t understand, can a chef, a master chef, really do it without having to taste the saltiness of the dishes? After all, people make mistakes, and even masters make mistakes. After all, people are not machines, and Li Feng really guessed it right.
, this person is quite confident and never tastes salty.
"No, this dish tastes so good. Do all your vegetables taste like this?" Li Feng felt nervous and shook his head. "Only the greenhouse is irrigated with mountain spring water and a little secret fertilizer is added. This is a
The master passed it down so I can’t go into details.”
"I see, brother, what's the problem with this delicious food? You're making a fuss and frightening all the children." The old man and his sister really can't stand this big brother. My sister-in-law has told her to go home so many times, but this guy just doesn't want to go back.
, my grandson is now an adult, but I still can’t change my temper.
"It tastes good, it's okay. This dish tastes a little too good. Forget it, I can't explain it to you. Boy, what do you mean when you couldn't take off your chopsticks for a long time when you just looked at the old man's cooking? You see, I see.
You know how to cook, right?" Song Jiang said and looked at Li Feng.
"Well, I know two masters who are similar to the old man. I wonder if the old man has heard of them?" Li Feng asked in a low voice, and Song Jiang's body tensed.
"It turns out it's the two of them, they're not dead yet." Li Feng was speechless. He must have known this old man. I really don't know which imperial chef this is. He couldn't be from Jiang Datou's family. It's just that the old man is a little younger. Could it be that he is all the same?
The second generation failed, Li Feng felt that his guess was probably close to ten.
"Hey, old man, your cooking is as good as Brother Xiaobao's, but it's just a bit inferior without the fragrance." Li Can almost made Song Jiang angry as he spoke.
"Young man, don't talk if you don't understand. Xiaobao, right? There are a lot of seasonings in the kitchen. You should be able to use the pots. You can make whatever you want. I want to see how these two apprentices are doing." Li Feng wanted to say that he was not an apprentice.
Finally, he shook his head. He really wanted to be given some advice from this master.
Li Feng entered the kitchen without saying a word. Seeing her brother like this, Mrs. Song glared and wanted to call Li Feng back. "Sister, the kitchen is such an important place, do you just enter it casually?"
A cook who does not have his own skills is just a cook. A cook is said to have a unique dish, a unique secret recipe, and a unique method. As for everything else, he only cooks on the fire and is not a cook.
It's true what the kitchen master said. Real chefs protect their own territory very well. Anyone who crosses the line will break the rules. In the future, it will be difficult to become famous in this profession. Everyone will do it.
Just to be on the lookout for you, it’s okay to be taught by someone else, but stealing from someone’s own teacher is really not tolerated.
Li Feng didn't make any tricks. The same eggplant was delicious and delicious, but Li Feng looked at it and sighed. He couldn't bring it to the table. Song Jiang was slightly surprised, tried it and nodded. "Not bad, you are so old.
Being able to reach this point is considered a genius. It's such a pity that you were discovered by two old guys and you have done the apprenticeship ceremony." Li Feng shook his head, what is the apprenticeship ceremony, he just forgot to mention it, he did not become a disciple.
"Hey, why haven't you become a master yet?" A hint of surprise flashed in Song Jiang's eyes, and Li Feng nodded and said, "I have only met these two masters, so I can only count them as acquaintances."
"Then how did you get this skill?" Song Jiang couldn't believe it. How could you develop this skill without the guidance of a famous teacher?
"I like to eat myself, and I usually like to tinker. There are many people in my family, so I cook a lot of dishes." Li Feng said and Song Jiang was stunned for a while. Li Feng's craftsmanship is estimated to have more than ten or twenty years to catch up.
If you have the guidance of a famous teacher, you can have at least fifteen years and ten years. Song Jiang was very excited when he heard Li Feng teach himself cooking. These two old guys were good at cooking, and they were really blind when looking at people.
Grandma’s family. If I don’t accept such a talented apprentice, I, Old Song, will be really taking advantage of me.
"Wahahahaha." Song Jiang laughed and stared at Li Feng, making Li Feng feel a little bit like that. He didn't like such a mouthful. (To be continued)
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