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Chapter 31
Feng Pingfeng remained silent. As he was surrounded by the fragrance for longer and longer, he felt that his defense was also in jeopardy...
Otherwise, try it.
Taste the magic of the man who made this dish.
Even if it was made by his old rival, he ate it to know himself and the enemy, and at Qi's annual banquet, of course he wanted to give Qi's face...
"Old Feng! If you don't pick it up, it will be gone!" Lao Zhao finished his tofu soup. Seeing that his old friend was still slow, and his chopsticks did not move, he was so anxious that he almost subconsciously used aChopsticks picked up a piece of pan-fried sea bass and threw it into Feng Pingfeng's bowl.
Old Zhao: "Your favorite pan-fried fish!"
Feng Pingfeng didn't have time to react, he just watched the fish... fall into his bowl.
Compared with the Buddha Tiaoqiang and Sambo Duck next to it, the pan-fried sea bass is more like a home-cooked dish.On this table, its presentation is also very simple - fish fillets cut into rectangular strips are placed in a parallel shape and placed obliquely on a shallow porcelain plate.
It seemed to appear as a foil to a big dish. When Feng Pingfeng saw it for the first time, he didn't pay much attention to it.
However, when the fish fillets fell into the bowl, Feng Pingfeng knew he was wrong.
The fish meat of sea bass is tender and white, but because of frying, it has a light yellow layer at this time, and the surface is covered with a thin oily sheen.The fish skin has been dehydrated by the frying oil, and it is golden and crispy, with silky green and red pepper rings sprinkled on it. The red and green embellishments make the golden fish even more charming, and it is tempting to look at it.
The so-called pan-fried is to use the frying method to make the skin of the food crispy through the high temperature of the oil, and at the same time force out the fragrance of the ingredients and seasonings.
The pan-fried sea bass in front of me has achieved this very well. It is delicious and fragrant. Both sides of the fish piece have turned into an attractive golden yellow, but when the chopsticks cut it off, the exposed section is still white.The fish is tender and plump, and the chopsticks can hardly feel the resistance...
The thick soup used to enhance the flavor was poured on the fish fillet, and at this time, it slowly slid down the fish fillet and flowed into the clear white rice...
Feng Pingfeng swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Old Zhao was right.
He likes pan-fried fish the most.
In the next second, Feng Pingfeng had already put the fish fillet into his mouth, and was immediately amazed by the taste—the first thing his tongue touched was the crispy fish skin, and the salty and slightly sweet sauce wrapped in the crispy fish skinOn top of it, before chewing, I seem to have heard the crisp "click" sound in my mind.After biting it, the skin of the fish cracked, and then he ate the tender and juicy fish meat. The sweet and sweet sea bass meat almost seemed to melt in his mouth.Scattered, the fresh taste of the fresh fish that was firmly sealed by the frying oil exploded, and the most wonderful thing is that the whole fish fillet must have been processed by a superb knife——
The person who uses the knife is fast, and does not let the hand touch the fish too much, which will affect the taste of the fresh fish;
Keep your hands steady, and the fish fillets are evenly thick, so that every part can be heated equally in the pot to achieve a consistent taste;
With fine hands, all fish bones are removed, and there is no trace of small bones left in the tender fish meat.
All the details are combined to achieve the ultimate ultimate deliciousness.
"The fish is dead!" Feng Pingfeng sighed involuntarily.
Old Zhao next to him gave him a "I'll just say it" look.
Thirty meters away, Gao Deyun watched with a smile on his face. The big bosses of city A who were present were all overwhelmed with food, and all the pretensions they were holding before the feast were gone...
While stuffing the drunken shrimp into his mouth, feeling the cold tenderness and extreme freshness that touched the tip of his tongue, he was planning in his heart - when these directors and executives finished eating this round, they would be flushed, happy and energetic.At the time when he was most relaxed, he went to break through each one, catching them by surprise.
Even if there is no loophole, he can talk about things when everyone is eating happily and the psychological defense is the most unstable.
Yes, it's that cunning.
There were not a lot of big dishes for the banquet, but they were all cleared up in less than twenty minutes.During these 20 minutes, everyone was concentrating on eating, and no one would mention the topic of business without interest at this time, and no one could remember the twists and turns of business at this time...
There is only one thought in everyone's mind - to eat.
Eight tables, without exception.
When there were only shredded shallots left on each plate, the bosses put down their chopsticks regretfully, and some even did not spare the shredded shallots and garlic...
"Is this gone?"
"Why do you feel like you haven't had enough yet?"
"It's not that I'm not full, but... I still want to eat!"
A waiter quickly followed Gao Deyun and said a few words. After Gao Deyun listened, he raised his voice and said, "Excuse me, everyone, our chef didn't expect the main course to be consumed so quickly, and there is a dessert, which will be served immediately.”
"And dessert?"
"What are you waiting for, get on it!"
There was a lot of voices in the venue.
Feng Pingfeng looked at the scene in front of him enviously.The restaurants under the Feng family also have their signature banquets, and have even hosted many important banquets for the Chamber of Commerce in City A, but there has never been a time where everyone's response was so enthusiastic...
Feng Pingfeng felt a little uncomfortable while recalling the amazing taste experience just now.But soon, he had no time to think about it——
Dessert is here!
"The last dish, almond tofu."
Eight tables of banquets, in front of everyone at each table, an exquisite blue and white porcelain bowl was placed by the waiter. In the center of the porcelain bowl, there were three pieces of tender and white almond tofu. The surface was as smooth as jade, without a single crackAnd fine pores, bright white and lustrous under the light.
On top of the almond tofu, there is golden osmanthus flower that is as clear as amber. In the gem-like sugar color, the golden osmanthus petals stretch naturally, and the charming sweet fragrance is mixed with the fragrance of osmanthus...
There was also a small porcelain spoon attached to the porcelain bowl. Feng Pingfeng immediately grabbed the porcelain spoon, impatiently filled a piece of almond tofu, and put it in his mouth.
The taste is indescribably soft and greasy, as soft as a puddle of almond milk melting in the mouth, cold and moist, mellow and sweet, and the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus poured into the esophagus and nasal cavity in an instant...
On the eight tables, the sound of porcelain spoons hitting porcelain bowls was heard in unison.
However, after a few seconds, the crisp and pleasant voice stopped again.
"This, this is gone..." Someone in the venue whispered such a sentence, with deep regret in his voice.
Those who heard it couldn't help but agree with him in their hearts.
Why is it gone?
How can there be only three pieces of almond tofu!
Are you too stingy?!
...
After the banquet, even though all the business leaders present here are experienced and tasted delicious food, it still took a while to wake up slowly, and the conversation about business finally began at this time——
Maybe it hasn't really started yet.
Gao Deyun was a little dazed to find that the first thing that all the people who rushed to him must have been...
Who hosted this banquet?!
...
Feng Pingfeng didn't join in the excitement.
He didn't even say hello to Lao Zhao, but just found an excuse to go to the bathroom, quickly slipped out of the venue, grabbed the waiter and asked a few words, and after he figured out the direction, he turned and walked towards the back kitchen.
Feng Pingfeng decided to take a look in person.
He can be sure that the person who made the dish just now must not be the master he knew in Jiang Wang's family. This person may be newly recruited by them. After all, if such a powerful chef is recruited, no one can hold back and hide it.!
At the same time, he also tasted that this person's craftsmanship is even better than Mr. Wang's!Wang Hechang's craftsmanship has a very personal style, the ingredients are fragrant, but heavy, and his personal style will even limit the original taste of the ingredients. Like the fried fish on the table just now, what Wang Hechang makes must not be fresh and tender, full of flavorThe fish is delicious and authentic.
As for Mr. Jiang, Feng Pingfeng couldn't compare. After all, when he arrived in City A, Mr. Jiang had already left the front line.For ten years, he hadn't eaten any dishes cooked by Mr. Jiang.
Who is the one?
Feng Pingfeng walked quickly. He walked so fast that he even ignored the sound of approaching footsteps. When he rounded the corner, he almost bumped into a person head-on.
"Oh, I'm sorry." Feng Pingfeng was taken aback when he raised his head, "Why are you here?"
In front of him, wearing a navy blue Tang suit with a stern face, was the old man of the Jiang family, Jiang Deyong.
Seeing Feng Pingfeng, Mr. Jiang was also slightly startled, and then said angrily: "Why can't I be here?"
Facing his old opponent, Feng Pingfeng didn't have any intention of being polite, and said directly: "The Qi family didn't invite you at all. Are you here to eat or stay in a hotel?"
Jiang Deyong didn't pay attention, and Feng Pingfeng almost vomited blood, and said angrily: "I'm not like you, I just ran to sit at the end of the banquet, I'm here because of an appointment, it's a business!"
"What else is there to do? The front is the back kitchen?" Feng Pingfeng came back to his senses, and found that he was dazzled by his old enemy, and he didn't realize it all at once, "Is it yours who cooks today?!"
Jiang Deyong seemed to have regained some ground, he hummed proudly, and said in Feng Pingfeng's bewildered eyes: "That's not true."
"Tch, no." Feng Pingfeng said disgustedly.
Jiang Deyong squinted at him: "But I know who it is."
Feng Pingfeng: "Who is it?!"
Jiang Deyong: "It's Master Pan Xingchang from City B!"
"Pan, Master Pan..." Feng Pingfeng's expression suddenly changed. He looked in the direction of the kitchen and felt his heart beating.
It turned out that what I tasted today was at the level of Pan Jialou.
Indeed, as the rumors said, a fairyland on earth...
Feng Pingfeng walked away: "Didn't you go to find Master Pan, let's go, I will go with you!"
Jiang Deyong was stunned for a moment, realizing that he had leaked important strategic information just now in order to regain his position in front of his old rival, and immediately regretted it.
He hurried to catch up: "Have you made an appointment with Master Pan and you go! This time I'm the first!"
Feng Pingfeng stabbed him: "There is a priority in grabbing the market, you are joking Jiang Deyong."
Jiang Deyong: "..."
...
After washing his hands, Pan Xingchang was a little confused when he came out of the back kitchen.
Standing in front of him were two panting old men, one of them, he knew, was Jiang Deyong who called him two days ago and wanted to see him.
Pan Xingchang had also heard of Jiang Deyong's name in the circle of gourmets, and he admired skilled people, so he agreed to the meeting request before asking Jiang Deyong what he wanted to do with him.
And the other is...?
Pan Xingchang looked suspiciously at another fat man who was younger than Jiang Deyong and was dressed in a suit.
Pan Xingchang: "You are?"
Feng Pingfeng: "I'm Feng Pingfeng from Feng's Catering Group, you may have heard of Feng's Restaurant?"
Pan Xingchang pondered for a while, his eyes were blank, but he nodded to save face.
Pan Xingchang changed the subject: "What do you want from me?"
Feng Pingfeng hurriedly said: "It's nothing, just the table at the Qi's New Year Banquet just now, it's really amazing! After I finished eating, I wanted to see which master's masterpiece it was, but I didn't expect it to be yours!"
Pan Xingchang was even more confused: "It's not me."
Feng Pingfeng: "It's not you? You are standing here, who else could it be?"
Pan Xingchang: "If you want to ask who is the chef today, it's really not me. I just helped wash the dishes, so I came out of the back kitchen."
Pan Xingchang said, his eyes wandered for a while, he just wanted to sneak in to see how Jiang Ci cooks, so he borrowed the name of washing vegetables.
"Wash vegetables?" Feng Pingfeng felt that the world was magical after hearing Pan Xingchang's two words.
Master Pan, came out from the back kitchen and said that he is not the chef, but a vegetable washer...
Why does he seem to understand every detail, but the combination is so wrong?
Feng Pingfeng asked persistently: "Who is the chef? Your apprentice? The master chef of Panjialou?"
Pan Xingchang explained: "It's Jiang Ci, and Mr. Jiang is a ginger, porcelain of porcelain."
"Jiang... porcelain..." Feng Pingfeng chewed on this strange name.
He looked in the back kitchen, looking for the master chef named "Jiang Ci", but saw a girl taking off her chef's hat, with a delicate side face and a smooth forehead. Behind her was a head of fluffy black hair like a dark cloud.scattered down.
The next moment, Pan Xingchang took a step forward and supported Jiang Deyong who seemed to be crumbling.
Pan Xingchang: "Mr. Jiang, what's wrong with you?! Are you all right?"
Feng Pingfeng was also taken aback: "Old Jiang, what's wrong with you, do you want to send him to the hospital?"
Jiang Deyong touched his heart and twitched: "Jiang, Jiang Ci...is she the chef?"
Pan Xingchang was at a loss: "Hey. What's the matter?"
Jiang Deyong looked like he was about to die: "Then, that's my... granddaughter..."
The author has something to say:
Jiang: Who is your granddaughter, in vain
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