Chapter 301: Chapter 300 Important Matters Before the New Year
The exclusive interview with “Taste” magazine was a big deal. Ever since Xu Cheng’s demands had become higher and his taste even more discriminating, “Taste” rarely interviewed chefs anymore.
Chefs who had once been featured in “Taste” were mostly now masters in the industry, with exquisite culinary skills, respected and admired by many. This gave many people the illusion that everyone interviewed by “Taste” was a master.
But now, Jiang Feng felt a bit flustered.
Jiang Feng hadn’t expected Xu Cheng to come to Taifeng Building every so often for meals, to the point where even the private room’s service staff recognized him, and yet he still had the spirit of discovery to order every single one of his buff dishes.
The dishes were no problem, but the special effects were!
If the interview was going well and suddenly everyone started crying their eyes out after one bite of Li Hongzhang’s hodgepodge, wouldn’t that make for a very unusual interview?
Thinking about it made it seem kind of exciting.
Sun Jikai had gone back with Sun Guanyun, and the kitchen was down one person. Taifeng’s group of high-educated employees also lost their most highly educated talent, making everyone feel a bit uncomfortable.
After the evening service was over, Jiang Feng habitually began practicing the Eight Treasures Chestnut Fragrant Pigeon. As he was deboning the fourth pigeon, Jiang Feng suddenly realized the side quest for the Eight Treasures Chestnut Fragrant Pigeon had been completed.
He no longer needed to continue practicing the Eight Treasures Chestnut Fragrant Pigeon.
“What’s wrong?” Wu Minqi saw Jiang Feng’s hands suddenly stop. “Is there a problem?”
“No problem, just got a bit distracted,” Jiang Feng continued to debone.
If he had been doing it solely for the sake of completing the task, he would’ve already given up on cooking and continued his studies, just as he had done before.
He, like Sun Jikai, Wu Minqi, and Zhang Guanghang, truly loved cooking, and they were passionate about their careers.
As usual, they practiced until 10:30 PM, and then Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi walked home hand in hand.
“By the way, Fengfeng,” Wu Minqi suddenly said, “today my mom called to tell me my third cousin will get engaged before the end of the year. Do you want to… attend too?”
Wu Minqi’s third cousin was the only one among the younger generation of the Wu Family who, like Wu Minqi, persisted in studying cooking and now worked at the Wu Family Restaurant.
Jiang Feng frowned, sensing there was more to it than that.
“Before the end of the year,” was a very sensitive phrase.
After all, the New Year followed right after.
Jiang Feng began frantically searching through the TV dramas and novels he had watched lately, looking for a similar scene to see how the male lead, the male supporting character, or any other character had made their decision.
After a minute, Jiang Feng realized there were no similar plots.
All these lousy TV dramas and novels went on with all sorts of nonsense but never dealt with the important stuff.
Wu Minqi watched Jiang Feng.
Jiang Feng knew it was time for him to respond.
“Before the end of the year, huh?”
“Yes.”
“Are you and your third cousin close?”
“Pretty close. In the end, it was just the two of us who continued to learn cooking from my grandpa,” Wu Minqi said.
“Are all your family members there?”
“Yeah, all my family members are in Shu. No one works outside.” The Wu Family, like the Jiang Family, was also a large clan.
“Of course, I must go. Your third cousin’s engagement is such an important event, it’s a must!” Jiang Feng said decisively.
“That’s great, my grandpa has always wanted to meet you,” Wu Minqi said happily.
Jiang Feng’s legs went weak, and he nearly fell to his knees on the spot.
“Ha… Really? That’s just so great. I’ve always wanted to meet your grandpa too,” Jiang Feng continued to smile.
If he hadn’t misremembered, Wu Minqi was the only girl among the younger generation of the Wu Family.
If he hadn’t misremembered, Wu Minqi’s grandfather seemed to have a rather bad temper.
If he hadn’t misremembered, Wu Minqi’s grandfather’s relationship with Jiang Weiming also didn’t seem too good.
Ha… ha.
When she got home, Wu Minqi went to take a shower first.
Her hair wasn’t very long, just shoulder-length, and because she spent every day in the kitchen where the air was filled with grease, her hair would become oily very fast and she had to wash it every day; otherwise, she would start losing hair quickly.
Jiang Feng had learned from Jiang Jiankang’s lesson and insisted on washing his hair daily to ensure a decent amount of hair.
With Wu Minqi in the bathroom taking a shower and no one else at home, Jiang Feng comfortably sat on the sofa and directly opened the attribute panel without any reservations.
Thanks to his rigorous practice during this period and the countless squabs that had died by his hand, Jiang Feng had managed to achieve more experience in seasoning than in fire control for the first time.
The attribute panel clearly displayed:
Name: Jiang Feng
Level: 22 (173,251/220,000)
Knife Skills (Master Level): Your knifework has reached the level of a top chef. (Proficiency: 377,963/1,000,000)
Fire Control (Advanced): Your fire control has surpassed the vast majority of chefs. (Proficiency: 93,651/100,000)
Seasoning (Advanced): Your seasoning has surpassed the vast majority of chefs. (Proficiency: 99,962/100,000)
Lies (Advanced): Your lies can convince most people. (Proficiency: 9,963/100,000)
Jiang Feng: …
He really wanted to know how many lies Ji Yue and Fan Mei had told since childhood to reach the heights of master-level lies.
It’s understandable for Fan Mei, after all, at 37, it’s inevitable to spout some falsehoods when socializing, but what about Ji Yue?
In these past days, Jiang Feng had been lying almost every day with ease, yet the proficiency in his lying hadn’t even reached 10,000. Yet, right from the start, Ji Yue was at master level.
Indeed, a woman’s mouth, a liar’s mouth.
Looking at fire control and seasoning nearing the master-level proficiency, Jiang Feng still felt a bit excited.
He was very aware of how big the gap between master level and advanced level was, a hurdle many chefs struggled to overcome in their lifetimes, like Jiang Weisheng.
With his current skills, even making a B-level dish like chopped chili fish head had a certain failure rate, and he was very much looking forward to the possibility of challenging an A-level dish once both his fire control and seasoning reached master level.
After all, there were currently two A-level dishes lying in his recipe collection.
Whether it was the Yun Chicken or the Two-Colored Prawns, he was eagerly anticipating what they would taste like once he made them.
As he browsed, Jiang Feng stumbled upon the item column.
[A Piece of Zhang Chu’s Memory]
[A Piece of Sun Guanyun’s Memory]
Jiang Feng had put off looking at Zhang Chu’s memory for so many days, mainly because in the past few days he had been squatting at Benevolent Doctor, trying to complete the side mission for the small canteen quickly, and had completely forgotten about Zhang Chu’s memory.
Now that he had Sun Grandpa’s memory as well, Jiang Feng felt it was time to watch a memory to ease his tense mood.
He skimmed past Zhang Chu’s memory, after all, he had no interest in spicy bean sauce noodles or watching others flaunt their relationship. The amount of affection he displayed on regular days was already enough; he had no interest in seeing others do the same.
Jiang Feng moved his hand to [A Piece of Sun Guanyun’s Memory] and clicked Yes.
Jiang Feng was once again enveloped by the mist.