gourmet restaurant

Chapter 98 Insufficient Accumulation
It's been a long time since Jiang Yang chatted so much, and he didn't chat with anyone like this on weekdays.

The two couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic to each other, and they almost called themselves brothers.Fortunately, Meng's father was not really dizzy, and Jiang Yang was not delirious either.After all, Meng Wanqiu is still there. If the two really call each other brothers, what will Meng Wanqiu do?Uncle Jiang Yang?or what?

"You two are still chatting? Come to Xiaojiang and eat some fruit." Mother Meng interrupted their chat and came over with a plate of cut fruits.

Father Meng suddenly remembered his purpose, but unexpectedly he forgot it while chatting.He coughed twice and said, "Xiao Jiang, what are you doing now?"

"I'm learning cooking with the teacher." Jiang Yang ate a piece of watermelon and chatted for so long, his throat was indeed a little dry.

"Oh? That's good. Have you thought about what to do in the future?" Father Meng said.

"I want to expand the restaurant my parents left me and make it the best hotel!" Jiang Yang said, his eyes brightened.

Father Meng couldn't help but nodded, he was still satisfied with Jiang Yang, no matter what Jiang Yang did, as long as he was self-motivated.

After some chatting, Meng's father's impression of Jiang Yang has improved a lot, and his attitude has also improved a lot.Not asking too much, some things take time to see.

Apparently Meng's father also misunderstood the relationship between Meng Wanqiu and Jiang Yang. In his opinion, Meng Wanqiu invited Jiang Yang to his home, which showed Meng Wanqiu's attitude.Since my daughter likes it and I am quite satisfied, I plan to leave the two of them alone.There is a saying, children and grandchildren have their own blessings.

If Meng Wanqiu knew, she would be called wronged.She really didn't mean that, she just knew Jiang Yang's situation, and she couldn't bear to think of him celebrating the festival alone, so she invited him to come to her house to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival together.Where did he think that his father would make up so much.

"It's getting late, I'll go to rest first." Father Meng got up and said.

Jiang Yang looked at the time, it was already 11:30.He chatted with Father Meng for more than three hours, and it took so long before he knew it.

It was impossible to go back and open the door, Jiang Yang was going to take a taxi home.

"Then I'll take my leave first," Jiang Yang said.

"It's so late, let's sleep here. Anyway, there is a guest room, and there are bedding and everything in it." Mengmu Wanliu said.

"Yes, it's too late to take a taxi, so let's rest here." Father Meng said.

Jiang Yang was a little embarrassed, he was really not used to staying in other people's homes.

At this time, Meng Wanqiu went downstairs in her pajamas, looked at the three of them, wondering what happened.After understanding the situation, he looked at Jiang Yang in a dilemma.Then he said, "I'll see you off, it's really not easy to take a taxi at such a late hour."

Meng Wanqiu had said that, so naturally Meng's father and mother didn't try to keep her.Meng Wanqiu went up to change her clothes, and went downstairs with the car keys.

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In the car, both of them were a little quiet.Meng Wanqiu said softly: "Jiang Yang, if my parents say something, don't worry about it."

"Yes." Jiang Yang replied.

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At the gate of Jiang Yang's house, Meng Wanqiu stopped and said to Jiang Yang, "Then I'll go back."

"Be careful on the road!"

"Do not worry."

Looking at the car going away, Jiang Yang was a little silent. He didn't look away until he couldn't see the car.

Open the door, go in, and simply wash up.Jiang Yang remembered that he hadn't practiced yet today, so he practiced for six hours in the system space.And all of them are boiled cabbage for practice, even Paodingjie's knife is temporarily put down.

The next day, Jiang Yang arrived at Fenghe Tower early.Although Mr. Jiang expected Jiang Yang to surprise him again, in fact, Jiang Yang's progress today was not as great as yesterday.

Although I was prepared in my heart, I was still a little disappointed.It may be that Jiang Yang's previous performance gave him too much expectation, making him almost forget that it is normal to make slow progress.

When a chef learns a dish, he may make rapid progress in the front, but his progress will become slower and slower as he learns a dish.Not to mention that boiled cabbage is a very difficult dish. If ordinary people want to really cook this dish well, it will take a few years.

And to make this dish to its peak, it will take more than ten or twenty years, that is wishful thinking.That's not for everyone.

Jiang Yang's talent is high, but to make this dish satisfactory to him in a short period of time is obviously a bit too high.

Elder Jiang secretly sighed, he took it for granted.

Jiang Yang also felt that his progress was getting slower and slower. He practiced boiled cabbage dozens of times yesterday, but he didn't make much progress.

"Well, not bad, keep going!" Jiang Lao encouraged, but did not hit Jiang Yang.It is quite difficult to achieve this level.If you are no longer dissatisfied, you are picking bones in the egg.

Although Jiang Lao still looked encouraging, Jiang Yang was a little disappointed in his heart.Last night, I found that the progress was not fast. I hoped to improve it again under the guidance of Mr. Jiang today, but found that there was still not much improvement.

He recalled the cooking process today and found that he did nothing wrong in every step.Why?
"Elder Jiang, why am I still like this even though I didn't make any mistakes in every step?" Jiang Yang asked the question in his heart.

"Insufficient accumulation." Jiang Lao said.

"Insufficient accumulation?" Jiang Yang wondered.

Old Jiang just thought of this. After all, Jiang Yang is still too young.It is halfway to become a monk again, and the lack of accumulation is a flaw.So no matter how talented he is, his progress is limited.

"This accumulation refers to the dishes you have tasted, the dishes you have cooked, and everything you have experienced. Only when you have accumulated a lot can you really cook a dish well." Jiang Lao said.

"I don't really understand." Jiang Yang said truthfully, isn't cooking just cooking?Why is it still related to accumulation?
"You will understand later." Jiang Lao said.

"Then... what about the boiled cabbage?" Jiang Yang asked hesitantly.

"It's okay, just go ahead and do it." Mr. Jiang waved his hand, and there is no point in talking about anything else now.Shen Peihong's team will be here in two days.

"En." Jiang Yang responded.

When approaching work, the staff arrived one after another.Unexpectedly, Yu Qiquan also came to Fenghe Building.It's just that he was wearing a mask and his spirit was not very good.

Jiang Yang looked at Old Jiang hesitantly. Since Yu Qiquan came back, Yu Qiquan would naturally cook the boiled cabbage.Jiang Lao ignored Jiang Yang's gaze and just nodded to Yu Qiquan.

The Fenghe building started working as usual, and the kitchen was busy again.Yu Qiquan was not idle, he was still patrolling the kitchen, cooking a few dishes from time to time.If it weren't for the occasional cough, people might forget about his illness.

Jiang Yang was still helping, but he kept thinking about the boiled cabbage.A little absent-minded, the sugar-colored stir-fry failed several times.

"You must concentrate on doing things, and don't be half-hearted." Jiang Lao scolded.

Jiang Yang shivered, realizing that it would be useless to think about boiled cabbage, so he put away his thoughts and concentrated on doing things.

Time passed slowly, and Jiang Yang never made a mistake again.Jiang Lao watched and nodded involuntarily.He was quite satisfied with Jiang Yang's ability to quickly realize his mistake.Don't be afraid of making mistakes, but be afraid of not listening.

(End of this chapter)