Life is a Game

The production of Jiangfeng crispy apples soon came to the step of frying in the oil pan.

Since Jiang Feng's heat and seasoning have risen to the master level, many cooking methods that he was not good at or very unfamiliar have become handy, such as frying.

This cooking method of placing food in high-temperature oil to let it ripen quickly and become fragrant and crispy, it is simply difficult to find the critical point to ensure that the food will not lose too much moisture and make it crispy , success, excellence, and perfection, the gap between these three is just a few breaths away.

In the past, Jiang Feng could only achieve success at most, and there was a big gap between being excellent, but since the heat and seasoning were promoted to the master level, not only excellence has become no longer out of reach, even perfection seems to be just a stepping stone and stretching out one's hand can touch the border.

The more he practiced and the more he tried, the more Jiang Feng could clearly feel the huge gap between the senior and master levels in the system rating.

Take the 100-point mathematics test as an example. The primary level only requires candidates to pass the test, the intermediate level requires candidates to score 80 points, and the advanced level requires candidates to score 90 points. But at the master level, not only are candidates required to get a score of 95, but even the topic has changed from middle school mathematics to advanced mathematics.

There is a huge gap among them, whoever tries will know.

Accompanied by crackling sounds and splashing oil spots, the unique aroma of food after high-temperature frying began to emanate from the oil pan. Apples, eggs, flour, and the alluring aroma emanating from the Maillard reaction after the three were mixed together made Jiang Feng seem to be back at the New Year's Eve dinner table on the night of New Year's Eve. Grandma Jiang served crispy apples on the table. that moment.

At the same time, he also thought that because Jiang Shoucheng bumped into him when he got up, he didn't eat this year's crispy apples.

The crispy apples made by the old man once a year are limited to the New Year's Eve dinner and are specially offered in winter.

It was knocked away by Jiang Shoucheng's heavy bump.

Just thinking about it this way, when Jiang Feng scooped up the apples in the frying pan, he couldn't help but carry a trace of indelible resentment.

out!

【A crispy apple with excellent taste】

Jiang Feng's current evaluation of cooking appraisals is basically excellent in taste, and occasionally when he does not perform well or overturns, it will become high quality.

Looking at the crispy apple in front of him, Jiang Feng felt a little proud.

He should be the best person in the entire Jiang family to make crispy apples except for the old man.

Comrade Jiang Jiankang, who is currently at the same level as him and has more than 20 years of cooking experience, has been selectively ignored by him.

"Try it, the crispy apple tastes best when it's fresh out of the pan," Jiang Feng said to Zhang Guanghang.

Zhang Guanghang went to get the chopsticks.

"Have you really never eaten this dish before?" Jiang Feng asked.

Now that the crispy apples are all out of the pot and placed in front of Zhang Guanghang, with Xia Mubing's cooking skills, he can definitely make the crispy apples crispy, sweet and crisp, which will please children. It is impossible for Zhang Guanghang to have no impression of such a dish that can definitely become synonymous with deliciousness and beauty in a child's childhood memory.

"I've never eaten it." Zhang Guanghang said with a determined face, "I've never eaten a dish like this before."

As he spoke, Zhang Guanghang stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a piece of crispy apple.

Entrance.

Jiang Feng was standing beside him, and he could clearly feel Zhang Guanghang's surprise when he entered the apple entrance.

It is a kind of surprise that children find long-lost toys, adults recall the good memories of childhood, and the old people had a good past together.

chew.

"Crack, click."

Zhang Guanghang didn't speak, and took another piece of crispy apple.

"Crack, click."

He remained silent like this, one piece after another, mouthful after mouthful, with no superfluous expression on his face, only his mouth could be seen constantly chewing. There is light in the eyes, looking at the crispy apples in front of him is like looking at a plate of rare treasures.

"Crack, click."

"Crack, click."

Just like that, Zhang Guanghang swallowed half a plate of crispy apples in a short while.

He took a breath, as if he wanted to recollect the taste he had just tasted, or maybe he felt that everything he tasted just now was not so real. When the childhood taste hidden deep in the memory reappears in one's taste buds, everyone will have an unreal sense of hope, and even wonder if there is something wrong with their tongue.

"How did you know?" The expression on Zhang Guanghang's face was full of shock, surprise, doubt, rejoicing and a trace of satisfaction, which was complicated enough for people to write a short composition or express an expression of comprehension.

Zhang Guanghang was not a fool, he did not believe that Jiang Feng came to make crispy apples for him on a whim or in a flash of inspiration, he felt that Jiang Feng must have guessed that the key to the Chinese saffron chicken he wanted to restore was crispy apples.

But he couldn't figure out how Jiang Feng knew all of this. After all, even he, the client, didn't know. An outsider like Jiang Feng didn't have the ability to read minds or pry into his memory. How did he know the key to the chicken saffron was actually crispy apples?

"After I saw your saffron chicken the other day, I went back and looked up how to make saffron chicken. These days, I watched your cooking method again, and I also tasted your saffron chicken. Although I don't know you What is the taste of saffron chicken that you want, but you have been saying these days that you feel that something is missing, not that you think this taste is wrong. So I was thinking that the focus of the taste you want is not on the chicken , but other side dishes." Jiang Feng began to use his charm of advanced lies, telling nonsense with his eyes open.

"The garnish of saffron chicken is actually very simple, just some vegetables and apples mixed with butter. I can't think of any new tricks for those vegetables, but I know that apples can be used not only for fruit salad but also for crispy apples. , My family will definitely have this dish on the New Year's Eve dinner table every year." Jiang Feng said slowly, "Crispy apples are a court dish, and they used to be a dessert in the Manchu banquet. meeting."

"Originally, I just wanted to ask you this morning, or remind you, but you actually told me that you had never eaten the crispy apple dish, let alone heard the name. At that time, I felt a little strange. Crispy apple It is a very special dessert, and it is also a court dish. Mr. Xia will definitely teach you. Just a while ago, a friend of mine told me that when he was young, when he wanted to eat some more foreign dishes, his grandma would make them Use Chinese methods to make some dishes that look similar to fool him."

"So... I think, of course, this is just my feeling. It may be that Mr. Xia roasted the saffron chicken in the Chinese way, and made the apples in it with the method of making crispy apples to fool you. Mr. Xia I don’t want you to find out that he is actually fooling you, so he never taught you how to cook it, nor told you that the apple is actually a crispy apple.”

There was a crack in the expression on Zhang Guanghang's face.

If he had to use one word to describe his mood at this moment, it might be disillusionment.

The truth behind the infinitely beautiful childhood memories turned out to be that Master was fooling himself.

Zhang Guanghang fell silent.

After a long time, he said, "Jiang Feng, can you teach me how to make crispy apples?"

"Of course! This dish is very simple. As long as you have a good cooking skill, you can learn it right away." Jiang Feng was waiting for these words.

If Zhang Guanghang doesn't learn, he won't be able to restore the saffron chicken in his memory, and he won't be able to complete the side mission without restoring the saffron chicken in his memory.

It's just an endless loop.

Then Jiang Feng began to teach happily.

Teaching a real 1.92 meter, Chinese-French mixed race, handsome, young and rich, talented chef with superb cooking skills to cook, this feeling is really who knows who tries it. Jiang Feng even has a feeling that he has already embarked on life pinnacle hallucinations.

Sure enough, this is the correct way to open the protagonist's plot. It only takes a few words and the geniuses bow their heads and bow their heads, willing to be the younger brother, revealing a kingly demeanor in every gesture.

Jiang Feng looked at the plate of crispy apples that Zhang Guanghang had called with some complacency.

[A piece of flour quality is not good, the egg liquid is too thick, the oil temperature is slightly lower, and the frying time is a little longer, and the fried apples are delicious and crispy apples]

Jiang Feng: ...

Spicy chicken game, please put away your long appraisal results, thank you.

Two hours later—

"Ding, complete the side mission [Childhood Memories] and get the mission reward: a memory of Zhang Guanghang."

It's done!