As Fang Jidong said, the round little fat man could hardly lift his head with shame.
At this time, only Su Qingfeng was left without comment.
Fang Jidong stepped up slightly and came to Su Qingfeng.
He looked at the plate of hot and sour shredded potatoes in front of him. He first took one carefully, then put it into his mouth and chewed it carefully.
At the moment when he bit off the mouth, his eyes suddenly lit up. Immediately, he straightened his face and clamped several chopsticks into his mouth to chew quickly.
Faced with the slightly surprised eyes of the people around him, Fang Jidong felt sorry and put down his chopsticks.
Only heard him clear his throat, with a faint smile on his face, "Well done. At your level, it's more than enough for you to be a Grade VII chef."
"You have a good talent for seasoning. In this home-made dish, the three tastes of sour, hot and salty are well integrated, but it doesn't seem too loud."
"But what really surprised me was that you soaked the potatoes in cold water and dripped vinegar, so that the starch on the surface of the potatoes could be washed away and the pan would not be burnt, making the potatoes crispy."
"And when you finally seasoned, you chose mature vinegar instead of white vinegar. Is it because the vinegar flavor of white vinegar is too strong, the finished product is too sour, and the mature vinegar can keep the acid flavor just right?"
Obviously, Fang Jidong spoke highly of Su Qingfeng, which made others present envious and jealous.
However, when they heard the following analysis, their mentality changed greatly.
If Fang Jidong were not present, I'm afraid some people would even cry out.
They didn't notice these little details!
Fang Jidong cheerfully drew a tick on the back of Su Qingfeng's name.
"Little fat man, you and Su Qingfeng will leave. I will write down your certificate and seal it for you."
Su Qingfeng was stunned.
The process of issuing this certificate... is also very valuable.
The little fat man also looked suspicious.
Until the rest of them walked away, Fang Jidong also took out two certificates.
The words of dragon flying and phoenix dancing.
Dong.
A bright red seal was knocked down, and it was done.
Fang Jidong raised his head and found the little fat man's suspicious eyes. He raised his eyebrows as if he could see into his heart:
"What? I don't think the certificate is up to standard?"
The little fat man hemmed and hawed, but the look on his face had exposed everything.
Fang Jidong didn't have a good attitude. "I'm a Grade 4 chef, and I can write you a certificate, which is more than enough. In recent years, everything is frugal! There is no such thing as fancy."
After saying that, he slipped his ID card into the hands of two people, and then looked at Su Qingfeng's cloth shoes with admiration and emotion:
"Are they made by your family? It's really good. Only your family can make these old cloth shoes."
The little fat man was a little confused.
These shabby cloth shoes are shabby and rustic. What's good about them?
He is unwilling to wear it for nothing.
Xu was aware of the little fat man's puzzlement. Fang Jidong took a pen and knocked him on the back of his hand. He said quietly, "It's really young, and I don't know anything about it. Generally, when I wear these cloth shoes, my family will accept thousands of layers of shoes."
"It's time-consuming and laborious. Think about it. How hard it takes to put so many pieces of cloth together and then pierce it with such a thin needle? How many times do you need to do this if you want to make a insole?"
Hearing this, Su Qingfeng also smiled.
He never felt incompatible with others, or even inferior, because of this pair of cloth shoes.
Besides, isn't that the way ordinary people dress in these days?
He said proudly, "My sisters and sisters made this together. My sister-in-law and aunt sewed the clothes on my body. When I came, my mother and my nurse forced money and tickets on me."
Fang Jidong became more and more envious.
"You are so lucky. What's the use of making more money? The family is happy and happy. Even if there is any difficulty, the family will try to use it everywhere. Are you afraid that it will not be able to live?"
After saying that, he added with a smile, "Xiao Su, work hard, your good days are ahead of you."
The little fat man was silent.
He felt that his previous sentence of "local bumpkin" was like a loud slap in the face.
Why does he look down on Su Qingfeng?
Why do you think he is so stupid?
He has excellent cooking skills. With this skill, he is popular everywhere.
These days, cooks have high status and good treatment.
Just like Su Qingfeng, I'm afraid I can't make money?
I used to think he was a countryman, but at least his family had a good relationship and there were few bullshit.
On the contrary, my family
The little fat man envied him even more.
He came up to him with a shy face and a smile. "Comrade Su, look at me. My name is Guo Sheng. I live here in the provincial capital and live in the family home of the pig factory. Do we know each other?"
Su Qingfeng's face moved slightly when he heard about the "pig farm".
Then, a natural smile appeared on his face. "Okay, why don't you just eat here?"
The little fat man smiled more happily. "Go, go, I'm the master. I'll treat you this time."
Fang Jidong looked at their backs and was 100% sure that Su Qingfeng didn't hold a good fart.
But instead of pointing it out, he said goodbye to them with a smile.
A sly boy.
He smiled in his heart.
……
The state-owned hotels in the provincial capital are different.
When the door opened, the crowd suddenly poured into the huge hotel and almost packed it.
Su Qingfeng and Guo Sheng are both cooks, and they are very cunning.
Even so, after ordering two dishes, it is hard to find any problems.
Just at the dinner table, as they talked, the topic turned a corner.
"Brother Su, I won't call you a comrade. It's a stranger. You said your family is in the countryside. Do you have any good things? I like this kind of food, such as pigs, canned yellow peaches... I'm not short of it, and I'm tired of it."
If outsiders knew this, they would think that the little fat man was bragging again.
But Su Qingfeng knew that he was really not.
From what he said earlier, we can know that Guo Sheng's father killed pigs in the pig factory, and his mother worked in the food factory. Several sisters have been married, and also married to city people. Now he is the only one left in the family.
Compared with Su Qingfeng's position at home, this treatment is almost as good as that of Su Qingfeng.
Su Qingfeng is really interested.
I'm afraid I can't bring back fresh pork.
But it can be changed into canned meat.
On the surface, he thought for a while, but actually he rummaged through the system warehouse and found something.
"I have one jin of mushroom with chicken oil, and two jin of mushroom with thick legs. Do you want it?"
Mushroom with chicken oil and mushroom with thick legs are the so-called chicken oil fungus and boletus in later generations.
Few people make chicken oil fungus in these days, because it absorbs oil and wants to be delicious. It is too expensive.
But if it is done well, after frying, one bite will produce the same juice as chicken oil.
Boletus albus is very popular, because it tastes like meat. In a word, it is a kind of meat substitute.
At the same time, Boletus albus has good taste and rich nutritional value. The only drawback is the low output.
Guo Sheng is a good eater. When he heard these two kinds of bacteria, his eyes lit up.
It's useless for people who don't have enough to eat.
But for him, it is better than pork or canned food.
This new guy, OK!
He thought he would be taken advantage of, but he didn't expect to be such a man.
It is worth further communication!