At the beginning, I thought I was poor and divorced, so I opened a shop and you asked for remarriage

Jiang Youyou and Rong Shuang entered the store one after another, panting, "It's so hot! My husband!"

"Father, your cutie is dying, touch Yoyo's forehead!"

With flour in his hand, Jiang Feng squatted down and pressed his forehead against Jiang Youyou's.

"It's really hot, go drink mung bean paste."

"it is good!"

"Husband, I want to post it too!"

Jiang Feng smiled and stood up.

Rong Shuang took off her hat, pressed her forehead to Jiang Feng's, then suddenly leaned forward and kissed Jiang Feng.

After flirting with her husband, she took the mung bean paste and ran away, sitting on a chair, blinking her beautiful eyes, looking at her husband.

Jiang Feng smiled and shook his head, went back to the kitchen and continued working.

5 points.

Jiang Feng is open for business!

The guests rushed in!

"Sure enough it's delicious! Shrimp dumplings! Steamed pork ribs! Glutinous rice chicken! Damn! Is it Chinese New Year today?!"

"Give me one of these three items! Another bowl of seafood porridge!"

"We want 2 steamed fish, 1 steamed ribs, 1 shrimp dumpling, and 1 glutinous rice chicken!"

Jiang Feng deftly filled things for the guests.

Zhou Weishan and the others lined up early, bought a portion of today's extra meal, and brought it to the door of the store.

They are usually busy in the back kitchen, getting used to the hot feeling, and prefer to eat at the door of the store.

Liu Wenhe and Yu Nianzhong both brought their apprentices.

After their apprentices ordered their meals, they also went outside and sat down with Zhou Weishan and the others.

"Old Liu, Old Yu."

Zhou Weishan and the others greeted politely.

Liu Wenhe and Yu Nianzhong were a little surprised.

Zhou Weishan and the others usually have to be called Master Liu, and Master Yu.

Why did you change your mind today?

The two old people are old and have a good mentality. Instead of being angry because of this kind of thing, they asked generously, "I heard that you don't call yourself a master anymore?"

There was some fanatical admiration on Liu Guozhong's face: "Yes! With Boss Xiaojiang around, I don't deserve to be called a master!"

Zhou Weishan has a relatively high EQ, and he didn't want to bring hatred to Jiang Feng, so he hurriedly said, "Second old man, you two should try it first."

eat first.

After eating, they will understand by themselves.

In order not to talk too much, they had a bad impression of Jiang Feng first.

Zhou Weishan really regarded Jiang Feng as a god in his heart, and he was very thoughtful.

Yu Nianzhong nodded and picked up a bun.

His hands were wrinkled, but even so they were strong and calloused.

These are the skills accumulated over the years.

I squeezed the buns.

Yu Nianzhong snorted.

After making all the buns, Yu Nianzhong said to Liu Wenhe, "I'm not as good as him, no wonder they adore Boss Xiaojiang so much."

Liu Wenhe nodded: "Indeed, very powerful."

Yu Nianzhong's Bai An kung fu is considered to be the best among the Cantonese chefs in the imperial capital.

And he admitted it himself, not as good as Jiang Feng!

Not bad!

"Taste the taste." Zhou Weishan looked forward to it.

He really wanted to see the expressions of these two seniors when they tasted Jiang Feng's cooking!

Dust at the same time.

They also wanted to wait for the two seniors to finish eating, and to taste it quickly. Does the steamed stuffed bun made by Jiang Feng taste exactly the same as in the morning and at noon?

119: Surprised, the bosses gathered outside Jiang Feng's shop to eat buns? !I'm not a master, I just did what I should do!

Yu Nianzhong took a bite of the bun first.

The kind expression on his face just now disappeared.

Although he usually has a kind personality, he and Liu Wenhe are notoriously harsh in taste!

The two of them were geniuses when they were studying arts. After they graduated from the academy, they quickly became famous and went to various large banquets with a high status.

Also because they cook well, they are always very annoyed when they eat something that tastes bad, thinking that others are stupid, why can't they cook well.

They are often even deliberately picky, and cannot tolerate small flaws in taste.

It wasn't until recently that they gradually compromised and barely accepted a few students with fairly good talents.

however.

After Yu Nianzhong swallowed the bun in his mouth, he took another bite without saying anything.

One bun, three bites to finish.

He picked up another bun filled with meat.

"Mouthwash."

Before eating, Yu Nianzhong looked at the apprentice next to him with a serious expression.

"it is good."

The apprentice quickly passed the water.

Rinse your mouth well.

Yu Nianzhong still took three bites and finished the second bun.

He looked at Liu Wenhe, a little excited: "Try it."

Liu Wenhe also quickly tasted two buns.

"sharp."

After eating.

Liu Wenhe only had two very simple comments.

Yu Nianzhong praised: "Absolutely, I am not as good as him in the taste of this bun."

After tasting the buns.

Liu Wenhe and Yu Nianzhong each picked up a shrimp dumpling and took a bite.

Then they rinsed their mouths and tasted the steamed fish and glutinous rice chicken.

After eating.

Liu Wenhe looked at his apprentice: "From today on, I can no longer be called a master."

Yu Nianzhong said casually, "Me too."

Before the two of them came, they actually planned to find fault with Jiang Feng's taste.

Whenever there was something wrong, they refused to accept it, and felt that Jiang Feng was not worthy of changing the name of so many Cantonese restaurants in the imperial capital.

however.

Even if they deliberately find fault, they can't find any faults!

And the more you eat, the happier you are!

This perfect taste is extremely harmonious for the two of them who are so harsh!

It seems that everything should be there, as if the obsessive-compulsive disorder has been satisfied!

Convinced!

worship!

In front of a real master like Jiang Feng, the two of them are not worthy of being called masters even if they are senior and old!

"Teacher... this, can't it?"

The apprentices of the two of them were a little shocked and couldn't accept it.

There was a bit of excitement and admiration in Yu Nianzhong's eyes: "No, this is a good thing, I am very satisfied to eat what he made!"

"Also, pay attention to your attitude, and show more respect to Boss Xiao Jiang than to me."

At their age, they have eaten and seen it, and their appetite gradually decreases with age.

It's really quite happy to be able to eat something that makes them feel that they can't get enough!

Masters do things differently!

Yu Nianzhong became Jiang Feng's old fanboy!

Even his apprentices were not allowed to question Jiang Feng!

Liu Wenhe looked at Jiang Feng with yearning in his eyes: "If I were 20 years younger, I would ask him to be my teacher no matter what."

Zhou Weishan and others were a little excited: "Is it delicious?!"

"Indeed." Yu Nianzhong nodded, and picked up another shrimp dumpling.

it is tasty!

Zhou Weishan and the others got the answer they wanted, and each picked up the buns, and took a bite expectantly.

One bun is eaten.

Zhou Weishan and the four of them looked at each other, the admiration in their eyes was already very fanatical!

"It's just like noon!"

"Fuck! Isn't this really magic?"

He Ji even swears out of shock.

Liu Wenhe asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Yan Chuang said excitedly: "We have eaten three meals of steamed buns today, do you know that these three meals of steamed buns taste almost exactly the same!"

Yu Nianzhong was a little surprised: "Impossible?"

"It's true!" Zhou Weishan said with great reverence, "But that's how gods make things."

Zhou Weishan no longer wanted to understand how Jiang Feng did it.

Fairy.

Isn't it normal to do something that ordinary people can't do?

What is he a mortal trying to understand?

Eat it and you're done!

Yu Nianzhong and Liu Wenhe looked at each other and then at Jiang Feng.

While Jiang Feng was working, he occasionally chatted with regular customers.

It seems that there are no so-called masters in this shop, only the owner of a small street shop.