The Game of Life-Chapter 846 - 845 I am Jiang Feng (Added for Alliance
Chapter 846 -845 I am Jiang Feng (Added for Alliance Hierarch Hellcat!)
Chapter 846 -845 I am Jiang Feng (Added for Alliance Hierarch Hellcat!)
A few minutes later, the noodles were ready.
Jiang Feng served himself a large bowl first, gave Wu Minqi a little less than half a bowl, then Sun Maochai, followed by Zhang Guanghang, Sun Jikai, and finally the unknown head chef, with each portion gradually reducing. By the time it got to the head chef’s bowl, there were only two sips of broth and four noodles. To avoid looking too stingy, Jiang Feng specifically used the smallest bowl in the entire hotel kitchen, about the size of a seasoning dish.
The head chef was moved; he thought these big shots really knew how to play.
He had been a cook for over thirty years and never thought about using such precious broth for cooking noodles.
Is this what big shots are like? Love it.
After eating the four strands of noodles, the head chef felt his life was elevated.
He was even moved to tears.
Then he glanced at the other five people, including Jiang Feng.
Everyone else was calm.
After all, they were all seasoned individuals. No matter how delicious the broth noodles were, it was just a bowl of noodles. Except for Jiang Feng, everyone was both skilled in cooking and wealthy, so they wouldn’t be moved to tears over a bowl of noodles like the head chef, who lacked both culinary skills and money.
The head chef suddenly felt that being friends with big shots was indeed extraordinary.
After enjoying the broth noodles, Jiang Feng, feeling satisfied, began cooking braised shark fin.
It was another long battle.
This was the first time Jiang Feng was making braised shark fin and he was quite unskilled.
He had only watched a video tutorial once, and even after reading the recipe details, he skimmed through by dragging the progress bar, focusing only on some key steps, and there might even have been some omissions.
Though unfamiliar, it wasn’t too difficult, because braised shark fin primarily utilized techniques from Tan Family Cuisine. He had learned for a few months at Peng Changping’s, followed by a few more months at Jiang Chengde’s. Jiang Chengde also practiced Tan Family Cuisine techniques during his time polishing his culinary skills, plus Jiang Feng had seen Cao Guixiang cook numerous times, making him very familiar with the related techniques of Tan Family Cuisine.
He knew all the techniques and methods required for braised shark fin, and he was even quite proficient.
It wasn’t an exaggeration to say once you know one, you know them all.
Moreover, the essence and also the most challenging part of braised shark fin was in the “braising” part, followed by the broth, and these were exactly what Jiang Feng was very good at.
During the process, although Jiang Feng felt a bit awkward, he didn’t mess up; it was just unfamiliar. Considering it was his first time and he hadn’t seen others make it much, sometimes he even had to stop and think or hesitate about whether the previous step was correct, feeling his way through as he went along, which was quite enjoyable.
Over six hours, Jiang Feng went from initial unfamiliarity to increasing proficiency, from initial cautiousness to finally letting go and relying on instincts, becoming smoother and more confident as he proceeded.
At three in the morning, the braised shark fin was ready.
The usually quiet and dark kitchen was now brightly lit and crowded with people. The kitchen was too packed, and outside the kitchen, there was a line.
All waiting for a chance to snag some food.
The ones still waiting outside the kitchen at that hour were mostly kitchen staff, and a few front-of-house people who had a good relationship with Jiang Feng and also had thick skins, like Ji Yue.
Those who made it into the kitchen were naturally part of the close-knit team, also known as the Jiang Family members, and it was precisely because they crowded into the kitchen that others couldn’t get in.
Even the two sirs hadn’t slept, having been inside the back since past two in the morning, waiting for Jiang Feng’s braised shark fin to be ready.
A large pot of braised shark fin, if really divided, would give about half a bowl to each person in the kitchen, and those outside the kitchen would get just a half mouthful to taste.
[Braised Shark Fin S-Level]
Jiang Feng was still a bit surprised that he didn’t mess up his first attempt at making braised shark fin.
After all, the dish was truly difficult, even for the type he was good at — it was a genuine signature dish of Tan Family Cuisine.
While making it, Jiang Feng felt somewhat out of sync, yet the final product turned out not lacking at all.
It was even quite good.
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Could it be the effect of those three months watching Jiang Chengde’s process of enlightenment?
Jiang Feng thought he might be the first person in the world to move up a level in culinary skills just by watching.
Of course, the main credit still goes to Jiang Chengde. To showcase all Chinese culinary techniques from easy to difficult, perfectly intact, almost flawlessly, in a teaching format, he might be the only person in the world capable of doing so.
The food was ready, and no one spoke.
But Jiang Feng knew what everyone wanted.
“Give it a try.”
Jiang Feng was still in full gear.
Since the head chef had been in the kitchen from the very beginning and never went out, not even willing to leave to use the bathroom, he was fortunate to have a small half bowl.
The head chef held his small bowl, his eyes fixated on the braised shark fin inside.
He felt that even if he were holding a bowl of gold, it wouldn’t be more precious than now.
The head chef carefully scooped a small half spoonful, controlling the portion, trying to make it last for more bites.
He took a bite.
He was intoxicated.
Deeply intoxicated.
Everyone had fallen into this forgetful intoxication, wholeheartedly, their thoughts, sights, and tastes wholly absorbed by the braised shark fin before them.
At that moment, nothing was more important, more captivating, than the shark fin in the bowl.
Jiang Feng felt the same.
It was wonderful to be able to immerse oneself entirely in a dish, to enjoy it with undivided attention.
It was so good that even he wanted to compliment himself, his own braised shark fin was really spectacular.
It wasn’t just delicious, this feeling transcended the pleasure that food could bring to the taste buds. It was more like a performance, a magnificent one that deeply engaged the viewer.
One bite after another, until the bowl was cleaner than his face.
A few minutes later, everyone emerged from this wonderful state.
Jiang Jiankang was shocked and turned to ask Wang Xiuli, “Has our son really been on vacation with us these past few days?”
He felt as if they came for a vacation, but Jiang Feng came for a retreat.
Jiang Jiankang said he had been living a dream for several days without touching a kitchen knife, and his skills were a bit rusty. Meanwhile, Jiang Feng had improved his cooking skills even further after a few days of play.
Not just Jiang Jiankang was shocked, even the usually unflappable Sun Maochai was surprised and turned to ask Wu Minqi if Jiang Feng had been secretly using the hotel kitchen to cook.
Wu Minqi could only respond with a confused shake of her head to everyone’s inquiries.
As Wu Minqi shook her head, Wang Xiulian gave what she thought was a very logical explanation: “Our son ranked sixth, how could he be the same as you? You weren’t even ranked.”
Jiang Weiming, ranked second: …
You might not believe this, but those of us ranked in the top ten among famous chefs don’t normally do this.
Jiang Weiming, exceptionally, chose silence, not explaining or praising Jiang Feng in the roundabout way Jiang Jiankang did.
He seemed to understand the feeling his little brother had before.
How to put it? He was genuinely happy, genuinely proud, but also genuinely conflicted.
A mixture of feelings.
The head chef, who had devoutly finished the small half bowl of braised shark fin like waking from a dream, finally had some clue who the somewhat handsome young man in front of him might be.
“Excuse me, are you Mr. Jiang Feng?”
Jiang Feng was taken aback, somewhat surprised that the hotel’s head chef knew him.
“Yes,” Jiang Feng replied with a slight smile, “I am Jiang Feng.”
“From Taifeng Building.”
