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Chapter 27 Claypot Rice with Bacon
"Cuckoo..."
The uncle is also a real person, there is nothing to be ashamed of.
He glanced at Jiang Feng, pointed to the casserole and asked, "What are you doing?"
Jiang Feng knew that the uncle was hungry, so his attention was diverted to the pot of rice.
So he hurriedly said: "Hey, didn't you just hear the uncle's stomach growling?"
The uncle thought about it and nodded, and said with a cold snort, "And then?"
With an "honesty" face on Jiang Feng's face, he spread his hands and said, "I just want to make a warm meal for you, sir, I hope you don't mind."
As the saying goes, reach out and don't hit the smiling person.
Seeing Jiang Feng's laughing and ingratiating appearance, and then matching the temptation of that one-pot meal.
Under various circumstances, the uncle had no choice but to restrain his temper for the time being.
"Where did you come from?"
"Oh! They are all from your house, the cabbage, overnight rice, lard, and bacon are hung on the wall over there."
Jiang Feng confessed honestly.
"You boy, did you search all over my shack?"
"No, no, how dare I?"
Jiang Feng hurriedly waved his hands to explain.
"Hmph, forget it, old man, let me try it."
The uncle stared at Jiang Feng, walked to the corner and picked up an iron lunch box, thinking that this was the guy he used to serve his meals.
Just when he picked up the spatula and was about to shovel the rice.
"Eh, wait-"
"What's the matter?"
Jiang Feng was startled when he heard his identity, and the uncle turned around impatiently.
"Hey, this meal is still the last step, let me serve it?"
Jiang Feng said with a smile.
Uncle dubiously handed the shovel and the lunch box to Jiang Feng.
As soon as he took the shovel, Jiang Feng began to bibimbap while it was hot!
This soul-like step is the key to determining whether this pot of claypot rice is delicious or not.
That's right, Jiang Feng's final product was not fried rice, but claypot rice!
This impromptu step allows this pot of rice to have both the strengths of the two at the same time, and the taste will be further compared!
Bibimbap is all about being quick-eyed and quick-handed!
The speed of Jiang Feng's hands made the uncle on the side a little dazed.
Back and forth, up and down.
Inadvertently, in the casserole, several "regions" with distinct color blocks were quickly merged together.
The vegetables are attached to the rice, and the rice is stained with juice. When you can ensure that every bite of this pot of rice can taste the deliciousness of the whole pot, you're done!
"call……"
Jiang Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead with his arm.
"Come on, uncle, it depends on how much you want to eat, so just fill it up."
He took the initiative to withdraw to make way for the uncle to come out.
"Hmph, is it your kid?"
The uncle is not forgiving in his mouth, but his body is very sincere.
Hold the spatula in your hand and shovel and shovel until the lunch box on your hand is filled, then give up.
Wrapped in the tangy salty fragrance for a while, the uncle is "no wonder".
It smells like an unprecedented fragrance, but I don't know...
What does it taste like?
The uncle's eating style is not so elegant. After working hard for a day, he took a big mouthful without thinking about it!
"Hey, sir, be careful!"
Just as Jiang Feng was about to remind him, the uncle suffered a disaster.
It's just that the current uncle is "painful and happy"!
This claypot rice is really all-encompassing!
There is no time to think about it, just take a bite, the lard is fragrant, the cabbage is sweet, the rice is glutinous, and the bacon is salty.
It's like all the flavors of life, all in one bite!
The uncle is not a gourmet, and his tongue is not so sensitive.
But from the bright expression in front of his eyes, it can be seen how surprised he was by this mouthful of food!
Immediately afterwards, regardless of whether it was still hot, the uncle leaned his mouth on the lunch box and pulled it up recklessly!
That speed is like a race against time!
"Slow down, sir, I won't fight with you."
Jiang Feng waved his hand and smiled helplessly.
Hearing the words, the uncle slowed down.
But three times, five times and two times, the lunch box was emptied in the blink of an eye!
The uncle rubbed his stomach, hiccupped, and went to cook again.
Unsurprisingly, another lunch box was full.
This time, his speed was obviously much slower.
It's not that my appetite has decreased, but that I want to savor it carefully.
In this life, there may be a one-pot meal, which will make him unforgettable, but he dare not eat it hastily.
Seeing the uncle eating deliciously, Jiang Feng couldn't help smiling.
Not deliberately to please.
It's the "consciousness" of being a chef.
Seeing your diners eating with gusto is the most rewarding moment for a chef.
Even so, he still asked extravagantly, "How is it, sir, is it okay to eat?"
The uncle raised his head while chewing.
Seeing Jiang Feng's sincere smile, the uncle nodded willingly.
But then he added: "But—"
"Don't think that I can sell you the car for a low price just because of this pot of food!"
Jiang Feng, who was splashed with cold water, didn't care, still smiling.
"It's okay, it's just me being abrupt."
"Cooking for you, it really means to make you change your mind."
"But I don't force anything, especially now, seeing how well you eat, sir, I am satisfied."
Hearing these words, the uncle was silent for a moment.
He didn't say anything more, but continued to eat.
Soon, the second bowl was also eaten by the uncle.
Jiang Feng cooked a lot, but it was only enough for the uncle to fill the lunch box for the third time.
When eating for the third time, the speed of the uncle slowed down again, obviously he was a little bit full.
But he still didn't want to give up this rare delicacy, so he just started chatting word by word, digesting while talking.
"Who taught you this skill?"
"Uh, I'm self-taught, right?"
"At your age, you can learn by yourself without a teacher? Who are you bluffing?"
"Haha, well...Actually, it was my grandfather who taught me."
Jiang Feng couldn't expose the system, so he had to talk nonsense.
"Hmph, with this skill, why don't you find a decent job, why don't you just set up a snack truck and go out to open a small stall?"
"It's okay, right? That's what I like to do."
Jiang Feng scratched his head, but he couldn't think of a more shabby reason besides lack of money.
"Also, compared to making those famous people eat and drink well, I think it's more interesting to feed the people on the street."
"..."
Hearing Jiang Feng's words, the uncle pondered for a long time.
"Hmph, I didn't expect you to be quite interesting."
As the uncle said, he stuffed another mouthful of rice into his mouth.
"My old man, I have been in the car repair industry for thirty or forty years. I stopped and stopped halfway, but I still don't want to let go of this job."
"People say, old man, I have repaired the car for 30 years, why are you still hanging around in the junk pile?"
"It can be said that those luxury cars are not as emotional as these scrap metal."
"Every time there is a broken car that is abandoned by others, the service life of it has been extended for several years in my hands. That kind of pride is beyond the envy of others."
The uncle is also a real person, there is nothing to be ashamed of.
He glanced at Jiang Feng, pointed to the casserole and asked, "What are you doing?"
Jiang Feng knew that the uncle was hungry, so his attention was diverted to the pot of rice.
So he hurriedly said: "Hey, didn't you just hear the uncle's stomach growling?"
The uncle thought about it and nodded, and said with a cold snort, "And then?"
With an "honesty" face on Jiang Feng's face, he spread his hands and said, "I just want to make a warm meal for you, sir, I hope you don't mind."
As the saying goes, reach out and don't hit the smiling person.
Seeing Jiang Feng's laughing and ingratiating appearance, and then matching the temptation of that one-pot meal.
Under various circumstances, the uncle had no choice but to restrain his temper for the time being.
"Where did you come from?"
"Oh! They are all from your house, the cabbage, overnight rice, lard, and bacon are hung on the wall over there."
Jiang Feng confessed honestly.
"You boy, did you search all over my shack?"
"No, no, how dare I?"
Jiang Feng hurriedly waved his hands to explain.
"Hmph, forget it, old man, let me try it."
The uncle stared at Jiang Feng, walked to the corner and picked up an iron lunch box, thinking that this was the guy he used to serve his meals.
Just when he picked up the spatula and was about to shovel the rice.
"Eh, wait-"
"What's the matter?"
Jiang Feng was startled when he heard his identity, and the uncle turned around impatiently.
"Hey, this meal is still the last step, let me serve it?"
Jiang Feng said with a smile.
Uncle dubiously handed the shovel and the lunch box to Jiang Feng.
As soon as he took the shovel, Jiang Feng began to bibimbap while it was hot!
This soul-like step is the key to determining whether this pot of claypot rice is delicious or not.
That's right, Jiang Feng's final product was not fried rice, but claypot rice!
This impromptu step allows this pot of rice to have both the strengths of the two at the same time, and the taste will be further compared!
Bibimbap is all about being quick-eyed and quick-handed!
The speed of Jiang Feng's hands made the uncle on the side a little dazed.
Back and forth, up and down.
Inadvertently, in the casserole, several "regions" with distinct color blocks were quickly merged together.
The vegetables are attached to the rice, and the rice is stained with juice. When you can ensure that every bite of this pot of rice can taste the deliciousness of the whole pot, you're done!
"call……"
Jiang Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead with his arm.
"Come on, uncle, it depends on how much you want to eat, so just fill it up."
He took the initiative to withdraw to make way for the uncle to come out.
"Hmph, is it your kid?"
The uncle is not forgiving in his mouth, but his body is very sincere.
Hold the spatula in your hand and shovel and shovel until the lunch box on your hand is filled, then give up.
Wrapped in the tangy salty fragrance for a while, the uncle is "no wonder".
It smells like an unprecedented fragrance, but I don't know...
What does it taste like?
The uncle's eating style is not so elegant. After working hard for a day, he took a big mouthful without thinking about it!
"Hey, sir, be careful!"
Just as Jiang Feng was about to remind him, the uncle suffered a disaster.
It's just that the current uncle is "painful and happy"!
This claypot rice is really all-encompassing!
There is no time to think about it, just take a bite, the lard is fragrant, the cabbage is sweet, the rice is glutinous, and the bacon is salty.
It's like all the flavors of life, all in one bite!
The uncle is not a gourmet, and his tongue is not so sensitive.
But from the bright expression in front of his eyes, it can be seen how surprised he was by this mouthful of food!
Immediately afterwards, regardless of whether it was still hot, the uncle leaned his mouth on the lunch box and pulled it up recklessly!
That speed is like a race against time!
"Slow down, sir, I won't fight with you."
Jiang Feng waved his hand and smiled helplessly.
Hearing the words, the uncle slowed down.
But three times, five times and two times, the lunch box was emptied in the blink of an eye!
The uncle rubbed his stomach, hiccupped, and went to cook again.
Unsurprisingly, another lunch box was full.
This time, his speed was obviously much slower.
It's not that my appetite has decreased, but that I want to savor it carefully.
In this life, there may be a one-pot meal, which will make him unforgettable, but he dare not eat it hastily.
Seeing the uncle eating deliciously, Jiang Feng couldn't help smiling.
Not deliberately to please.
It's the "consciousness" of being a chef.
Seeing your diners eating with gusto is the most rewarding moment for a chef.
Even so, he still asked extravagantly, "How is it, sir, is it okay to eat?"
The uncle raised his head while chewing.
Seeing Jiang Feng's sincere smile, the uncle nodded willingly.
But then he added: "But—"
"Don't think that I can sell you the car for a low price just because of this pot of food!"
Jiang Feng, who was splashed with cold water, didn't care, still smiling.
"It's okay, it's just me being abrupt."
"Cooking for you, it really means to make you change your mind."
"But I don't force anything, especially now, seeing how well you eat, sir, I am satisfied."
Hearing these words, the uncle was silent for a moment.
He didn't say anything more, but continued to eat.
Soon, the second bowl was also eaten by the uncle.
Jiang Feng cooked a lot, but it was only enough for the uncle to fill the lunch box for the third time.
When eating for the third time, the speed of the uncle slowed down again, obviously he was a little bit full.
But he still didn't want to give up this rare delicacy, so he just started chatting word by word, digesting while talking.
"Who taught you this skill?"
"Uh, I'm self-taught, right?"
"At your age, you can learn by yourself without a teacher? Who are you bluffing?"
"Haha, well...Actually, it was my grandfather who taught me."
Jiang Feng couldn't expose the system, so he had to talk nonsense.
"Hmph, with this skill, why don't you find a decent job, why don't you just set up a snack truck and go out to open a small stall?"
"It's okay, right? That's what I like to do."
Jiang Feng scratched his head, but he couldn't think of a more shabby reason besides lack of money.
"Also, compared to making those famous people eat and drink well, I think it's more interesting to feed the people on the street."
"..."
Hearing Jiang Feng's words, the uncle pondered for a long time.
"Hmph, I didn't expect you to be quite interesting."
As the uncle said, he stuffed another mouthful of rice into his mouth.
"My old man, I have been in the car repair industry for thirty or forty years. I stopped and stopped halfway, but I still don't want to let go of this job."
"People say, old man, I have repaired the car for 30 years, why are you still hanging around in the junk pile?"
"It can be said that those luxury cars are not as emotional as these scrap metal."
"Every time there is a broken car that is abandoned by others, the service life of it has been extended for several years in my hands. That kind of pride is beyond the envy of others."
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