Skill Maker

After teaching knife skills, teach cooking!

When teaching Jiang He to cook, Jiang Zhengqiang was already numb from shock!

Whether it is the control of the cooking temperature, the proportion of the ingredients, or the time control of the ingredients and cooking time, Jiang He is completely teachable, there is no need to say a second time!

Genius! My son is definitely a genius! It turns out that practicing martial arts is not my son's specialty at all, cooking is my son's real talent!

Jiang Zhengqiang almost cried with joy.

Our Jiang family is going to have a super chef!

A chef at the first level is equivalent to an imperial chef in ancient times, which is the highest level of a chef!

Very good! The character design of this genius has finally been established!

Jiang He nodded secretly.

...

While Jiang He was learning cooking skills from his father and wantonly showing off his talent, the other person was a little restless!

In the high-end suite of the Tancheng Hotel.

Boss Zhao was walking back and forth in the room, the expression on his face changing!

It's been three hours! Baloo hasn't come back yet!

Looking at his watch, Boss Zhao let out a long breath and sat down by the sofa. Reaching out for a cigarette, I pressed the lighter a few times, but it didn't ignite!

Hands are shaking!

Boss Zhao didn't know whether it was fear or excitement, his face turned pale, his hands were shaking, and the cigarette in his mouth was trembling!

It must be him! It must be him!

It's been three hours, and Baloo hasn't come back yet, so he definitely won't come back! He must be dead!

An ordinary high school student can actually kill Baru! This is absolutely abnormal!

Jiang He... must be that person!

Only that kind of blood, it must be that kind of blood, will allow Jiang He to have power beyond ordinary people!

The lighter was finally lit, Boss Zhao lit the cigarette tremblingly, took a puff, and coughed for a while!

Violent cough!

Coughing so hard that I bent down, coughing so hard that tears flowed out!

When the cough subsided, Boss Zhao's face became ferocious and distorted, and he broke out into a burst of crazy laughter!

Hahahaha! I... I found him!

I found the 'Immortal Medicine'!

After laughing wildly for a while, Boss Zhao gradually calmed down, and the crazy distortion on his face also eased a little.

It's just... If Jiang He really has that kind of blood, it's too dangerous! It's definitely not possible to take him back directly! We must find a way to lure him over!

Boss Zhao took out his phone and opened a picture.

This is a photo!

A group photo of Jiang He and Jiang Zhengqiang!

Hehe! The relationship between your father and son is really good!

Boss Zhao had a sinister smile on his lips, and he pressed his fingers heavily on Jiang Zhengqiang's photo, pressing very hard!

...

Ginger's Restaurant!

With the passage of time, the teaching session of Jiang's father and son has come to an end!

Son, you are a born chef!

Jiang Zhengqiang looked at Jiang He who was cooking on the stove with a smile on his face.

My son is such a genius! The culinary talent is too strong!

In less than one morning, Jiang He has learned all the dishes that Jiang Zhengqiang is good at!

Moreover, the dishes fried by Jiang He are even more delicious than those made by Jiang Zhengqiang!

This surprised and delighted Jiang Zhengqiang!

Jiang He's cooking skills have already surpassed Jiang Zhengqiang's. With this kind of cooking skills, the business of this family restaurant will definitely get better and better! Life in the future will definitely get better and better!

Old ginger! Old ginger!

At this time, a middle-aged man with a briefcase came outside the restaurant.

While shouting, the middle-aged man stepped into Jiang's restaurant.

Huh? It's so fragrant! Old Jiang, your craftsmanship is getting better and better!

Smelling the aroma of vegetables wafting from the back kitchen, the middle-aged man couldn't help admiring.

I'm coming!

When Jiang Zhengqiang heard the call from the door, he hurried out from the back kitchen.

It's Director Liu of the neighborhood committee!

Seeing this middle-aged man with a briefcase, Jiang Zhengqiang hurriedly greeted him, Officer Liu, come! Come! Please sit down! I'll pour you tea!

No! Old Jiang, there is no need to pour tea!

Director Liu found a stool in the restaurant and sat down, then took out a document from his briefcase.

Old Jiang! We received a notice from the district government to do our best to cooperate with Changming Company's old city renovation project, and strive to start the project as soon as possible.

After shaking the document in his hand, Director Liu said to Jiang Zhengqiang, Old Jiang, this is the demolition plan agreed upon by the District City Government and Changming Company. Take it and have a look.

Oh well!

Jiang Zhengqiang quickly reached out to take the file.

By the way! One more thing. Old Jiang! The boss of Changming Company is very concerned about this old city renovation plan. In order to ensure the smooth progress of the old city renovation project, the boss of Changming Company plans to personally contact some places to influence Let’s have a discussion with the powerful relocated households.”

Speaking of this, Director Liu took a deep look at Jiang Zhengqiang, Old Jiang, you are also a very influential local demolition household. You should go to the symposium tomorrow!

Me? Is there influence in the local area? Director Liu, you...are you kidding me?

Hearing Officer Liu's words, Jiang Zhengqiang pointed to himself with a dull expression on his face.

When did my old Jiangzi become a locally influential person?

Who's kidding you?

Officer Liu said so, but he was also extremely speechless in his heart!

You old Jiangzi is a coward, do you have fart influence? But... your son is so influential!

Even Wang Zhikun and his gang were treated like Master by your son.

Those demolition companies are more or less related to social people. Without your son's nod, which demolition company would dare to demolish the house?

Now in the area of ​​Yucheng District, among the social gangsters, who doesn't know the name of your Ginger Tiger?

One hit ten, and all of them were sent to the hospital, but I didn't even scratch the skin! Your Ginger Tiger is so fierce, don't you know that?

Oh well!

Jiang Zhengqiang also seemed to understand a little bit, knowing that his title of very influential in the local area must have something to do with his son.

Although he didn't want his son to have anything to do with these things, Jiang Zhengqiang could only admit it!

Well! At 9:30 tomorrow morning, we will meet at the Tancheng Hotel. Don't forget!

After finishing speaking, Director Liu got up with his briefcase, I still have to go to various households to deliver documents, so let's go first!

Let's go? You didn't even drink tea!

Jiang Zhengqiang sent Officer Liu out, turned his head to look at Jiang He, who was practicing cooking in the back kitchen, sighed deeply in his heart, but secretly rejoiced!

fortunately! Being able to fight is not my son's real talent!

My son's talent is reflected in his cooking skills!

Being a chef and living a stable life in peace is much better than some locally influential person!