Food: How did I become a chef when I set up a stall?

"Where has Chef Jiang gone? Why is there no news about him?"

Many people miss Jiangfeng’s delicious food.

After all, it’s really not easy to forget after eating it.

Many people were still waiting in line for him to set up his stall.

It's a pity that we can't even see the stalls this time.

Some people were asking about Liu Bao, but Liu Bao promised Jiang Feng not to announce his whereabouts, so he didn't say anything in the group.

Otherwise, even if dozens of people go to someone else's banquet, it will be a very troublesome thing.

In the evening, Wang Lei and his family were preparing to decorate the yard.

Tomorrow is Mr. Wang's eightieth birthday. As the eldest grandson, Wang Lei attaches great importance to the old man's birthday banquet. He even visits every house in the village, and many people agree to come.

Mr. Wang is an old village doctor with a strong body. In the early years, he was also a well-known handsome young man from all over the country and helped many villagers.

As the saying goes, if you accumulate virtue and do good deeds, you will be blessed. All the descendants of Mr. Wang are very successful.

Some studied well and passed the exam, and some made money by starting their own business.

Wang Lei just stayed in the village and built an ecological greenhouse, which was doing well.

Now that the old man is eighty, the family is planning to hold a big party. The brothers and sisters have given money, and Wang Lei is responsible for finding a chef.

"Leilei, is the chef sure there's nothing wrong? I heard you canceled the banquet you ordered from the last restaurant."

The uncle saw Wang Lei and expressed concern.

Wang Lei showed a confident expression and replied:

"Uncle, don't worry, there will definitely be no problem."

"You'll know then."

Seeing how confident he was, the uncle stopped talking.

At the same time, the chefs are also busy in the back kitchen of the restaurant.

When the restaurant is renovated, the kitchen does not need to be renovated. It is just replaced with a new oven, new range hood, new freezer, etc.

Jiang Feng is still willing to invest.

Opening a restaurant consumes a lot of money, and chefs sometimes worry about how Jiangyue Tai will perform after opening.

If a restaurant like this pays compensation, it really does.

Zhang Hu is staring here.

"Brother Hu, you said our restaurant is open, can the business be better than before?"

asked a young chef.

After all, this is about everyone's future, and everyone is inevitably concerned.

While the others were working, they all looked at Zhang Hu.

Zhang Hu is forty years old, slightly fat, with a big head and thick neck. He looks like a chef.

He responded immediately:

"Relax, just look at the news on the Internet and see how many people are fans of Boss Jiang."

"As long as our craftsmanship is good, there will be no shortage of customers."

"Everyone, do your best. Boss Jiang is a generous man. If the restaurant makes money, your wages will definitely increase."

Hearing what he said, everyone became more enthusiastic about work.

Jiang Feng and Zhang Hu said that as long as the restaurant's profits are good, there is no problem in raising wages by 10% or 20%.

The guys started processing the ingredients and turning them into a semi-processed state.

For all the dishes Jiang Feng wants to make, the ingredients have been prepared long ago.

Each soft-shell turtle has been processed cleanly, leaving no trace of the yellow fat inside.

There are also seabass and shrimp, all prepared and still alive.

A boss must be treated like a boss.

Jiang Feng didn't have to worry about anything at all, he could just cook it directly on the stove the next day.

Jiang Feng felt at ease.

Rest and play at home, play with the dog, and play games.

I had nothing to do. I even jogged a few laps in the community to stretch my muscles.

The environment of the community is good and it is comfortable to run.

The next day, Jiang Feng drove an off-road vehicle, took the puppy, and rushed to the destination.

Around eight o'clock, Jiang Yuetai's chef and car arrived.

Everyone began to unload the ingredients, set up the stove, and set the table.

Jiang Feng also started to be busy.

Today’s ingredients: tortoise, sea bass, prawns

They are all water creatures.

The creatures in the water only eat fresh food, but if it is killed and left for two days, the taste will be different.

There is a young man who handles ingredients specifically to help Jiang Feng, helping him with things like scraping fish scales and picking shrimp threads.

The fish meat must be washed cleanly, and all the bones and blood must be removed. These are the sources of the fishy smell.

If you don't wash it clean, it will smell fishy no matter what you do next.

After the fish is cleaned, it is necessary to change the knife. Jiang Feng picked up a cleaned seabass and cut a few cuts on the inside and a few cuts on the outside. This can not only ensure the overall beauty of the fish, but also greatly increase the contact surface of the fish. It will be stewed in a while. It takes time to taste.

The chefs were busy.

People in Wang Lei’s family also come and go.

Jiang Feng occasionally took a look at the situation in the yard.

I’ve really seen all kinds of life these days!

There are babies' 100-day banquets, old people's funerals, and old people's eightieth birthdays.

There is a wedding banquet later.

They are all major life events.

Chefs are busy in everything.

Not many people came to join in the fun today.

After all, steamed seabass, braised turtle, and shrimp with hibiscus are not dishes that exude fragrance. You have to wait until you taste them to know whether they taste good or not.

All the elderly people in the village have come over. Two elderly people, both in their nineties, also came over today to wish Mr. Wang a birthday.

From time to time, they lament how time flies.

I remember when Mr. Wang was still a child.

He's eighty now!

However, eighty-year-olds are still children in their eyes, and they will still glare at them when they should brag about their beards.

Mr. Wang was wearing new clothes and beaming with joy.

Villagers kept coming to wish me birthday.

"Dr. Wang's blessings are as good as those in the East China Sea, and his longevity is as long as the Southern Mountains!"

"A good man will surely live a long life!"

"The old man is still in good health!"

"The old man is eighty, so he needs to celebrate!"

The faces of the Wang family were filled with smiles.

Today is indeed a happy day.

People are smiling and interacting with each other.

Wang Lei's uncle was originally worried about the chef, fearing that the one Wang Lei hired was unreliable.

After looking around, I immediately put my heart in my stomach.

These chefs look professional at first glance.

The cold dishes alone are extraordinary.

Some plates are square, with green vegetables on the sides and sauced beef in the middle.

Some plates are round with a circle of cold shrimps surrounding them.

It feels unusual.

The chefs all wore chef uniforms and came and went in an orderly manner.

Very high style.

On normal days, it would be difficult to hire a restaurant chef team at such a price. Today, because the chefs are still getting paid and can get additional subsidies, everyone is willing to come.

The stove is full of wind and fire.

Jiang Feng was also busy attentively.

Wang Lei’s uncle came to Wang Lei and praised:

"You hired a good chef. I think the dishes are quite good. The cold dishes are all on the plate!"

“It looks delicious!”

Hearing this, Wang Lei replied confidently:

"No, Chef Jiang's cooking is more delicious. You can try the soft-shell turtle, sea bass and shrimp he cooked today."

"Chef Jiang? Which one? The fat one and the stronger one?"

"No, it's just the young one. He looks quite handsome and fair."

"Is he a chef? I thought he was here for an internship. He's too young!"

"He is not only the chef, but also the boss. All the chefs listen to him!"

"what?"

While the two were chatting, the uncle's daughter Wang Miao came over.

"What are you two talking about? Don't go talk to the villagers."

Hearing this, Wang Lei smiled and said: "I was talking to my uncle about Chef Jiang. I invited Chef Jiang here. My uncle didn't recognize Chef Jiang and thought he was a fat man."

Hearing Wang Lei's words, Wang Miao immediately became excited.

"Chef Jiang? That stall owner? Are you here today?"

"I've invited you over. I'm cooking shrimps in the back!" Wang Lei introduced rather arrogantly.

"Really or not? Brother, don't lie to me. My best friend and I lined up to eat at his food stall before, and we couldn't even get in line!"

Wang Miao was doubtful and walked to the kitchen.

Jiang Feng is quite well-known among young people. Even if they don't know him, many people have seen his videos.

Wang Miao knew Jiang Feng and had chatted with Wang Lei before. They were all Jiang Feng's regular customers.

Now that Wang Miao heard that Jiang Feng was at home, he was very excited.

She walked all the way to the kitchen, and sure enough, she saw Jiang Feng cutting up the tortoise at a glance.

"Chef Jiang, it's really you!"

Wang Miao immediately came over to say hello.

Hearing someone calling him, Jiang Feng looked up and saw a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old.

"Hello."

Jiang Feng still greeted politely.

"What a coincidence. I couldn't eat from your stall before."

"You actually delivered it to my door today!"

Wang Miao's eyes brightened a little.

Hearing this, Jiang Feng could only smile awkwardly.

Then, Wang Miao and Jiang Feng took several group photos, and Jiang Feng readily agreed.

After taking the photo, Wang Miao sent the photo to his best friend to show her.

"Chef Jiang is hosting a banquet at my house today, and he's cooking specifically for me!"

Wang Miao sent a message to his best friend.

After a while, my best friend sent a message:

"It's really him. He looks very handsome. Is he cooking for you? Isn't that a banquet?"

"Rounding it up, it's just for me, the real person is super beautiful! I love it!"

"Don't you take the opportunity to take him down?"

"That's not impossible."

Topics between best friends have always been quite cross-border, but they were all just words.

After Jiang Yuetai's chefs saw this, they chatted quietly.

"When do you think I can be like the boss? When I cook, girls come over to take photos."

"Don't you have a clue? Look at your account balance. There is a basin of water. Look at your face. Tell me why you are like the boss?"

The chef who spoke first looked into the basin.

Reflected in the water, he looks handsome, with a pair of small eyes that look particularly intelligent. A black mole on his chin adds a touch of masculine charm to him. There are also a few curly hairs growing on the mole, making him look a bit like a fortune teller. sense of mystery.

"Isn't this pretty?"

He commented on himself.

Hearing this, the other chef didn't want to say more.

It's just that the kitchen knife used to cut meat in his hand is stronger.