Chapter 274: The long-lasting display technology

More than a dozen people stood in front of the dilapidated restaurant, talking and laughing loudly as if no one was around, but there was not even a person coming out to greet him. It can be seen that the business was not good enough.

Jiang Feng looked up at the plaque, which read the three big characters "Qingfeng Pavilion". The radicals of the characters "Qingfeng Pavilion" were no longer visible. At first glance, he thought it was the green Qingfeng Pavilion. I thought the reason why this restaurant was named "Qingfeng Pavilion" was that it was the artistic conception of the breeze coming from the West Lake.

However, looking at the grand brothels opposite, I guess even if the wind blows, it is not a breeze blowing, and the powdery smells quite a bit.

With such a beautiful and sunny weather, it was a meal time with a large number of people at noon, there were no customers in this restaurant. The shopkeeper was sleeping soundly on the counter. Jiang Feng and his group walked in in a mess, but they didn't disturb his sleep.

Zhang Liang walked to the front of the counter and slapped the counter with his hands, shouting:

"Shopkeeper, I'm here to go for business, please greet me."

The shopkeeper's excitement suddenly stood up. When he saw so many guests standing in front of him, he wiped his eyes with his hands. Maybe he had just woken up and had some foreign objects at the corner of his eyes, but it was also possible that he could see so many guests coming to his door during the day, and he thought it might not be possible to see a ghost.

When the customer came to the door, the shopkeeper squeezed a smile on the corner of his mouth in a very unfamiliar way. He obviously stopped smiling for many days. He quickly turned out from the counter and shouted at the top of his voice:

"Afa, bastard, where are you dead? Guests come, guests come."

He was speaking the local dialect of Zhejiang, so Jiang Feng and the others naturally couldn't understand it. However, after listening to his shouting, he looked at the sound of the floor above his head and dust fell off the stairs, and then the hurried footsteps sounded, and a thin man in his thirties ran down the stairs.

As soon as I showed up, I saw many guests standing in the house. I was obviously surprised that so many people suddenly appeared. I staggered and almost flipped down from the wooden ladder. Everyone in the house was laughing and thought that the business of this restaurant was so dilapidated and was still running. It was really not easy?

The shopkeeper there looked at the smile on the customer's face, and was quite helpless, but his personality was cheerful and he thought it openly, and he said mockingly:

"Several guests laughed. This restaurant is just Afa and I. On weekdays, I only cook some food for boatmen. Now I don't even have some good ingredients. I can drink tea. If I eat, I really can't handle it. I'm sorry!"

Jiang Feng was in a good mood at this time, and he was already remembering the things in Huifenglou back then. At that time, whether it was Zhanggui Wang or Fatty Bao, or Lao Tang, who had taken his own 300 taels of silver, he made his first pot of gold through the knowledge, sea intestine powder and modern dishes brought by modern times. Of course, Zhanggui Wang and Lao Tang were both dead and burial places.

Jiang Feng looked at the iron ring on his hand, thinking that after seeing the iron ring in that small iron box, he still thought that he was really prosperous and wealthy until now. However, the wealthy and wealthy in the ring that Zhang Yongzhang, who treated him as if he was a relative, was obviously not what he already had.

The people around him watched Jiang Feng fall into deep thoughts, so they naturally did not dare to disturb him. However, Jiang Feng rarely smiled in front of his subordinates on weekdays. This kind of smiling state is rarely seen by his subordinates now, and it is already a rare expression.

Jiang Feng was stunned for a while, and was alarmed by the quiet surroundings. Seeing that everyone was holding their breath for fear of disturbing themselves, they couldn't help laughing. The shopkeeper was quite real, and Jiang Feng also liked him, and immediately said to the shopkeeper:

"Shopkeeper, we just want to be quiet and don't need the materials in your store. Just spend some time here."

After saying that, the guards following him were naturally familiar with each other. They took out ten taels of silver ingots and gave them to the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper was shocked by the money and said repeatedly:

"I can't use it, I can't use it."

After Zhang Liang gave the order, three of the guards called Ah Fa to go out together. The remaining few people followed the shopkeeper to the kitchen to get water and tools to go upstairs to clean up. Monk Li was stunned when he looked at it, not knowing what to do next.

The following people chatted there. Jiang Feng knew that the shopkeeper's surname was Wang, but he was not a helper for others. This restaurant was originally his family's ancestral property. He was lazy. In addition, the brothels now have chefs, and Suzhou and Hangzhou Fengyue are famous all over the country. The service level of this place is quite superb. Naturally, it is a variety of ways to renovate the dishes and wine. The location of this Qingfeng Pavilion is surrounded by several of the most famous brothels in Hangzhou. Of course, most of the guests are looking for flowers and willows.

I can eat in brothels and have good quality foods, naturally I don’t want to go out to Qingfeng Pavilion to spend. As for those pleasure boats, they are mobile hotels on them, and there is no business to do. Instead, some boatmen on the pleasure boats and a servant in the brothels.

Even the leftovers were not the turn, so I had to go to Qingfeng Pavilion to make some crude food to enjoy. This shopkeeper Wang relied on this to support him, and the two guys named Wang Fa just now maintained it.

Soon, the upstairs were cleaned up. Jiang Feng, Zhang Liang and Li Bald Head walked upstairs. The guards outside also walked back, carrying a few fresh fish and various seasonings in their hands, a medium-sized charcoal stove, and a casserole.

There were no customers upstairs anyway. The soldiers below brought all the things in the kitchen, moved the tables and chairs to arrange the chopping boards neatly. Monk Li felt that the official he followed was really an incredible method. He was a good player in marching and fighting, and the fleet on the sea was also rumored. Why could he still cook?

The casserole over there was pouring clean water and meat bones, and the charcoal stove was put on the charcoal stove. After igniting, it was baked with clear water. Jiang Feng held a long Mongolian dagger, which was very sharp. He was very skilled in cutting scales and cutting the caesarean section. Except for occasionally cooking to make the inner family happy, Jiang Feng rarely did anything else.

However, he has been practicing martial arts over the years, and his strength in his hands has become more and more mature. He is extremely skilled when using the equipment. Soon, the snow-white fish meat has been processed. Then he uses the knife like flying, and cut the fish slices as if they are white paper, but he keeps talking in his mouth:

"Put it in soy sauce, balsamic vinegar, coriander, garlic paste, and set the table, chairs, bowls and chopsticks for me."

The soldiers there were also busy and put all the things in a hurry. Monk Li was also confused and didn't know what Jiang Feng wanted to make. Fish sashimi, they dealt with Japanese pirates when they were on the sea. Fish sashimi was actually a way to cut fresh fish. Now the way to eat sashimi in Japan is sashimi, so they are naturally familiar with it. But they don't know what the bone soup in a casserole is for.

Soon, Jiang Feng had already finished all these things, and several plates of white and crystal fish were placed on the table, and the guards there were all boiling wine.

Jiang Feng waved his hand at the guards and said:

"Call the shopkeeper downstairs and ask him to slice the fish according to my method. You can eat it yourself, don't worry about me."

This was also a holiday for the guards. These people happily called the shopkeeper and the Afa to come up. After all, the shopkeeper and the Afa understood some cooking skills, and the business was light at noon, not to mention that there were fish and wine, so they simply came up there to handle it and clean up according to Jiang Feng's method.

Jiang Feng and the other two sat around the table. Monk Li and Zhang Liang looked at Jiang Feng, waiting for Jiang Feng to treat these fish fillets and boiling water there. They thought, could they make fish soup? But this kind of situation would not be used. Jiang Feng picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of fish fillet and rinsed it in the boiling bone soup.

Then drag the scalded 700% cooked fish fillets into soy sauce and balsamic vinegar, put them in your mouth, chew them gently for a few times, and gave them the rice wine they bought in one sip, and sighed with satisfaction.

Bone soup is a good thing for seasoning. The water quality of West Lake is good at this time, so naturally the fish in the lake are also excellent. Cut into thin slices and blanch it in the bone soup for 70% cooked. The fresh and tender fish fillets are soaked in the bone soup. The umami flavor of the fish is increasingly revealed. It is dragged in soy sauce and balsamic vinegar to be considered as seasoning.

When put into your mouth, the fresh fragrance of the fish itself is completely stimulated, but it still maintains the elasticity of the fish meat. After entering the mouth, it is really varied. The local rice wine has a mellow taste. It removes the fishy smell involved in those fish fillets, and is a wonderful combination.

Zhang Liang had known his master's ability, so he had already eaten with chopsticks imitating Jiang Feng's appearance. Monk Li took the chopsticks and ate suspiciously, dragged it into the dish and put it in his mouth. His eyes suddenly grew up incredible, and then he quickly put the chopsticks and started eating again.

In fact, this is the so-called fish hot pot. The bones are gradually boiling, and the flavor of the fish fillets accumulates more and more, and the aroma of the casserole becomes more and more fragrant. Monk Li is now shocked. The adult who is following him is really mysterious. The cooking skills are so wonderful. God knows what else can he do?

It took Jiang Feng a lot of time to clean up these fish. It was already afternoon. The brothel opposite was open for business, and the streets by the lake were not too wide. The fish hotpot made in the restaurant here became more and more intense, and it was gradually dissipating.

Just as Jiang Feng was about to put a chopstick fish in his mouth, he suddenly heard a rather rude shout from the brothel opposite:

"The few people over there, send the one you eat as you cook. Come on, hurry up, the uncle is hungry!"
Chapter completed!