Night is quietly coming, and there is a major festival in September - Mid-Autumn Festival. The fifteenth day of the eighth lunar month is the Mid-Autumn Festival.

There are still several days left before the Mid-Autumn Festival. Zhu Song's wedding was also after the Mid-Autumn Festival. Jiang Yang patted his head and was a little worried. It was quite embarrassing to attend a wedding that could be considered a stranger.

Looking at the invitation lying quietly, Jiang Yang felt annoyed. Unfortunately, he couldn't tear it off, Jiang Yang thought.

The guests tonight were as always. Jiangyang was busy until 12 o'clock and closed the door as usual.

After a simple washing, Jiang Yang saw that he had a sense of happiness of more than 400 years and was a little excited. He finally improved his physical fitness again. Recently, Fenghe Louhe shop was busy and his energy was consumed a lot. If he hadn't been beyond the physical fitness of ordinary people, he would probably not be able to bear it.

Even so, he felt extremely tired every day. But he couldn't give up on both sides, so Jiang Yang had to bite the bullet and hold on.

Nowadays, improving physical fitness should be able to alleviate the current situation. Although it is only 0.1, the system is unquestionable. Even if it is 0.1, it is very large. If ordinary people want to improve, they may have to practice for a long time.

The same feeling was gone, not even a moment of comfort. If the data had not changed, Jiang Yang would have thought the system would have run away with money.

The system has a lot of bugs in terms of physical fitness, and its comprehensive improvement is the best in the system. However, other places are also a lot of messes. You can't learn it directly if you exchange a recipe!

Jiang Yang thought about these boring things and looked at the empty room with his eyes flashing slightly.

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When he woke up early in the morning, Jiang Yang smiled and ran at the nearby residents who were getting up in the morning to exercise. When he met someone familiar, he would say hello.

Others can't tell it at all. Just a few months ago, Jiang Yang was still a decadent young man without fighting spirit and no goals. Who knew at that time that Jiang Yang would become aspiring young man full of fighting spirit and hard work in a few months?

Sometimes, changing a person really requires a little opportunity.

Yu Qiquan came very early. He didn't sleep for a long time last night and had been thinking about boiled water and cabbage. He looked a little tired with his blood-covered eyes.

Boiled cabbage is a famous dish among Sichuan cuisine and is also a state banquet dish. Its cooking difficulty is naturally quite high.

Boiled water cabbage naturally cannot be made from boiled water. Boiled water is just an adjective, not a noun. In fact, the so-called boiled water is a soup made from various ingredients.

The ingredients used for soup cooking include chicken, duck, elbow, ham, fresh meat, etc. The soup is not made by placing these ingredients in the pot to make the taste. The process of making is very particular, including what to put first, what to put, and even the time to put it.

This soup is the best way to test the chef's skills. How to make these ingredients so that the taste is integrated and distinct, depends on the chef's skills.

Yu Qiquan has been studying this dish for many years, and he has understood every step, but he cannot guarantee that he will succeed.

The reason why he thought about it all night last night was because of lack of confidence.

After opening the door of Fenghe Building, Yu Qiquan walked in alone. It was only six o'clock now, and most people were still dreaming.

The kitchen was quiet, almost enough to hear the needle. Yu Qiquan walked in, turned on the natural gas, and started preparations.

There are all ingredients. In Fenghelou, a big restaurant, there are still complete ingredients, not to mention that the ingredients used for boiled cabbage are not rare. The only expensive one is probably ham.

Yu Qiquan cooked bit by bit according to the steps.

Boiled cabbage is a famous dish, and there are many chefs who can make this dish. However, if Jiang Lao said that boiled cabbage in Sichuan cuisine is second, no one dares to be the first. This is a reputation for the taste, and no one does not agree with it.

Yu Qiquan didn't want to lose faces of the masters of several families. This boiled water cabbage is the face of the master. If his disciple did it badly, his master would definitely be embarrassed with him.

I was busy until 8:30, and the soup was ready. Next, I added the cabbage and put it in the steamer.

Why is cabbage in boiling water? Not radish green vegetables? This is because the taste of cabbage is light and matches the soup best.

In addition, the cabbage steamed in the soup has a strong taste and the deliciousness of the soup has penetrated into the cabbage. During the steaming process, the cabbage has also completed its own transformation.

As time passed slowly, Mr. Jiang came to Fenghelou in advance. Before he could enter the kitchen, he smelled a very fragrant smell. He had been making this smell for half his life, but he was familiar with it. It was the smell of boiled water and cabbage. Needless to think, it must be his apprentice Yu Qiquan who was making it.

"Master, are you here?" Yu Qiquan looked at Old Taoist Jiang.

"Well, how is it done?" Mr. Jiang looked at it and asked.

"The cabbage is out of the steamer immediately, and it's the last step." Yu Qiquan said.

Mr. Jiang nodded, scooped a spoonful of soup with a spoonful, took a sip, and pursed his lips. He nodded and said, "It's okay, there's a bit of a flaw, but it's not a big problem."

Yu Qiquan was also happy when he saw Mr. Jiang agreeing. It was like a child who had done the exam and received praise from his parents.

The relationship between Yu Qiquan and his generation is really no different from that of father and son.

Mr. Jiang was not in a hurry, watching Yu Qiquan complete the remaining steps.

Take out the cabbage from the steamer, don’t have the soup inside, but take out the cabbage and place it in a basin. Add the boiled soup. A portion of cabbage is finished.

After passing the steamer, the cabbage is still as raw as it is fresh and fresh. The soup is clear and has no impurities or any turbidity. It is as clear and transparent as boiled water.

Mr. Jiang looked at it, nodded and said, "No, I have some effort."

"There is far behind you," Yu Qiquan said. He told the truth. The boiled cabbage is good, but it is much inferior to Mr. Jiang. There is no other way, the depth of the two of them is different.

If Yu Qiquan reached the peak of his skills, he still had a trace of craftsmanship. Then Mr. Jiang was perfect, superb, without any craftsmanship. This was also an achievement that Mr. Jiang had only achieved in half his life, and Yu Qiquan still lacked some of the skills.

Most chefs of the same age as Yu Qiquan have reached the peak of their skills and have also been tempered to the peak of their various aspects. If they are lucky, they can occasionally make a dish that can be called a master. But they are still not called a master, and they are at a critical value.

Cooking skills are not like the practice of kung fu in novels. It does not mean that I can achieve the real world by breaking through. Cooking skills reach the level of a master depends on water grinding skills, accumulation bit by bit, and finally becoming a master.

Of course, there are many geniuses in the world. Some people are gifted and may have masters’ cooking skills after enlightenment. But these are very rare exceptions, and most chefs still slowly grind over like Yu Qiquan.

Of course, masters are not so easy to achieve. Some people never become masters in their entire lives.

Jiang Yang came earlier than Fenghelou staff. This attitude also made Mr. Jiang and Yu Qiquan have a much better impression of him. Everyone likes such students who are not late.

"Xiao Jiang, come here to try it." Mr. Jiang called out.

Jiang Yang smelled the fragrance as soon as he entered the door. At this time, Mr. Jiang urged him, so naturally he had no reason to refuse.

Walking forward, looking at the cabbage that was soaked in water, Jiang Yang was puzzled. What kind of dish is this? Huo Ran, a trace of inspiration flashed through his mind. Is this the legendary boiled cabbage?

After suppressing the throbbing in his heart, Jiang Yang took a bite. The dish looked like the clear soup and was not as delicious as it seemed. But when I put it in my mouth, I found that the cabbage was rich in flavor and extremely delicious. The soup tasted rich in layers, and it was like the most delicious taste in the world when I took it one bite.

After being intoxicated for a while, Jiang Yang recovered from his senses. When he looked at the boiled cabbage again, his eyes were full of light.

He suddenly had the urge to learn this dish, and he also wanted to make such a delicious dish through his own hands.

But this dish must be someone else's skill. How can it be passed on to an irrelevant self? Jiang Yang still understands these principles. He suppressed the idea he wanted to learn and stepped aside and said, "It's so delicious."
Chapter completed!