44 D Grade (1/2)

”It rained a few days ago, and mushrooms grew on the beams of the old warehouse. I saw the mushrooms growing well, so I picked them all and brought them here.” Jiang Weiguo walked to the kitchen door, opened the gunny sack he'd brought, and drew out everything in it one by one. ”Wild fowls, wild rabbits, venison meat, wild boar legs. They're all marinated and preserved, put them all away nicely for me Jiankang. These are tea tree mushrooms, wild ones, and dried ones, they are perfect for you to brew soup with, and this one. ”

Having been dealing with mushrooms for most of the month, Jiang Feng recognized at a glance that Jiang Weiguo had dried mushrooms filled in the sack that he was carrying in his hands.

Coincidentally, Jiang Huiqin had also brewed the soup with dried mushrooms.

”Brew the soup with this, and don't add any other nonsensical things.” Jiang Weiguo placed the sack on the table, and the fat mushrooms rolled out of it.

”How do I brew it...” Jiang Feng asked dazedly.

”You've been brewing soup for most of the month, and yet you ask me how should you brew it?” Jiang Weiguo reprimanded, his voice booming, ”Do you still need me to teach you that kind of thing? Don't you know how to add some water and sprinkle some salt? Do you really need me to guide you step by step for these kinds of things?”

Jiang Jiankang was only too familiar with this scene. When he was a kid learning to cook with several of his brothers, the old master had scolded them just like that. As soon as he cheekily asked how to do it, the old master would start scolding them as he taught them step by step.

However, the development of things went beyond his expectations.

”Oh.” Jiang Feng came to his senses and took the mushrooms out of the sack.

The mushrooms had not been washed since they were picked. The roots were still covered with mud. The wrinkles were filled with dirt as well. It would probably take some time to clean them.

Jiang Feng cut off the root of the dried mushrooms, soaked them in water, washed and scrubbed them carefully one by one, he washed them three times over and changed the water three times as well.

Then he started brewing the soup.

Because Jiang Huiqin had used dried mushrooms, dried mushroom soup was actually the soup Jiang Feng had brewed most in this period of time. Almost all the combinations of ingredients he could think of had been used. In addition to the first time where he had only added scallion to the soup, other times, the rich ingredients had caused doubt over whether it was even a mushroom soup at all.

However, the scent of mushrooms now was so strong that it was undeniable.

Jiang Feng listened to Jiang Weiguo's words. He didn't add any ingredients except mushrooms and only added salt for the seasoning.

Like countless times before, Jiang Feng stayed guard by the pot, watching the water bubble, the ingredients roiling about, skimming the foam off, and stirring slowly.

Jiang Weiguo was watching from one corner, and a smile crept up his face.

Jiang Jiankang was stunned when he saw the old master smile.

It was not that Jiang Weiguo didn't like to smile, but that it was rare for Jiang Jiankang to smile when others were cooking. With Jiang Weiguo's requirements, it was considered high praise if he hadn't scolded the younger generations when they were cooking in front of him. The last time Jiang Jiankang had seen the old master smile in the kitchen was when he had improved the Kung Pao Chicken recipe.

It was the only dish he had improved by himself.

The soup was almost done.

Jiang Feng had a feeling that this was the most successful pot of soup he had cooked.

The mushroom flavor was still strong, but not overpowering.

The pot of soup was on the stove telling Jiang Feng clearly.

I'm mushroom soup. This is my scent.

[A pot of mushroom soup that can hardly be faulted]

Jiang Feng took a taste.

There was indeed nothing to complain about.

It was just mushroom soup.

It was a bowl of common mushroom soup.

A common one, and a delicious one.

It was better than all the mushroom soups before.

Jiang Weiguo didn't taste it, he just looked at the soup in the pot, looked at Jiang Feng's expression, and nodded his head with satisfaction, he turned around and asked Jiang Jiankang, ”How many dishes do you still have to cook?”

Jiang Jiankang, who was Faire Sauter-ing, almost flipped the Kung Pao Chicken out of the wok, ”Just this one, and a portion of Minced Meat With Eggplant.”

”I'll make them. You can take out the pork I sent here and defrost it. 1200 grams of pork belly, 2400 grams of ribs, and cut some lean meat as well.” Jiang Weiguo took over the wok and continued stir-frying the Kung Pao Chicken. Jiang Jiankang went to the freezer to get the meat that the old master wanted.

Jiang Feng was now making Salix Leaf-shaped Steamed Bird's Nest Soup.

He had made it once every day, and each step was already imprinted in his heart.