Jiang Chen walked out of the kitchen with a photo in his hand. He pointed at someone and asked,""Mr. Song, do you know the Congee King of Xiang City?”
The background of the photo was a restaurant with a strong retro flavor.
There were two people inside. One was Song Ming Lang, and the other was an old man. But the most important thing was that behind the old man was a golden plaque with the ancient seal script of the Porridge King.
"Yes."
"I'm one of the founders of the Foodie Association, and I'm also the association's gold medal appraiser. I was the one who brought seven gold medal appraisers to Xiang City to try the masterpiece of the Congee King.”
Director Wang looked at Song Ming Lang in shock, asking in bewilderment,"It can't be, right? You're the founder of the Food Association, the one that goes against all the major gourmet associations and organizations in the country?”
Song Ming Lang raised his head proudly.
"Foodie Association?"
It was the first time Jiang Chen had heard someone regard a demeaning title as an honor, and even establish an association.
Song Minglang replied,"Many of those so-called gourmets in the country are selling dog meat under the guise of sheep's head. They are disgusting people who accept money from merchants to advertise for them."That's why we, the true foodies, didn't want to join in the dirty work and created the Foodie Organization.”
" Aren't you afraid that people will laugh at you?" Jiang Chen asked.”
Song Ming Lang was indeed very cheerful, answering directly,"We are indeed foodies. Why should we deny it? There's no need to be ashamed!"
"Alright then."
Jiang Chen changed the topic and asked,""I have a bowl of porridge for you to comment on later. See the difference between it and the Congee King, okay?”
"No problem."
"That's exactly what I want."
Song Ming Lang actually licked his lips and said,"I can already smell the five spices and the fragrance of meat. Such a natural porridge fragrance is definitely something I have never encountered in my life. So, even if you don't give it to me, I'll snatch it from you.”
Jiang Chen smiled.
The Spiced Pork Congee was soon served.
With just one bite, Song Ming Lang was full of praise."Good, it's better than ever. The porridge I ate before has become pig feed!”
"Song Ming Lang!"
Song Ming Lang's wife looked over with dissatisfaction, her eyes filled with killing intent.
"Other than the porridge at home, everything else is pig feed."”
"Alright, you don't have to flatter me.”
Song Ming Lang's wife looked at the bowl in front of her and sighed,""I've never thought that lean meat congee would be so delicious. Comparing my porridge with this is a mockery of Mr. Jiang.”
At the end, she added,"When I can make 70% of this porridge, I can keep this guy at home so that he won't eat everywhere.”
Song Ming Lang and Director Wang smiled and looked at Jiang Chen.
" I want to know what's the difference between my porridge and the Congee King's porridge," Jiang Chen asked straightforwardly.”
"Your porridge is very magical."
Song Ming Lang searched for a long time but couldn't find a description."For example, even without the five spices, you can taste the five natural fragrances. This is something that the King of Congee definitely can't do.”
"Also, I don't know if I'm imagining things, but after eating your porridge, I feel much better. Even my stomach feels much better."”
"I have the same feeling."
"I thought it was just my imagination.”
Director Wang and Song Ming Lang's wife both exclaimed in surprise.
Jiang Chen wasn't in the mood to explain why the system had scored 102 points. He asked,""Can you tell me how Congee King makes his congee?”
"No problem."
Song Ming Lang was sincerely convinced by Jiang Chen. He told Jiang Chen everything he knew in detail, as he wanted to communicate with him.
Everything was in an orderly rhythm.
Chef God Restaurant.
Jiang Chen, who had returned to the restaurant, looked at the small notebook in his hand in a daze. He exclaimed to himself,""The porridge king's specialty is sweet porridge. This is beyond my expectations.”
Sweet porridge, the simplest porridge.
However, the simpler it was, the more knowledgeable it was.
After flipping through it a few times, he even specially found a few books to compare.
Jiang Chen finally made a decision."
He tried to make sweet porridge.
Jiang Chen had all the top-grade materials available. The rice was specially supplied to make the five-spice lean meat porridge, and the sugar was the special snow sugar provided by the system. He had all the basics.
This time, Jiang Chen didn't use the God of Cookery's Stewing Pot. He only used an ordinary one.
The first sweet congee.
Jiang Chen tasted it himself. He praised it and said regretfully,""Not bad. There's a hint of stickiness in the sweetness, making the porridge taste very unique. However, he was still a little bit away from the fragrant and sweet realm of the Congee King.”
The truth was just as Jiang Chen had said:
The system gave him 82 points.
It was far from reaching Jiang Chen's minimum standard.
"Start over."
"I don't believe that I can't make a work with such good materials that can score more than 90 points.”
The stubborn Jiang Chen started to make constant setbacks and improvements.
Until dawn.
In order to create his own delicacy, Jiang Chen only slept for two hours before he got up to continue his work.
Such persistence and effort naturally had a lot of rewards.
"It smells so good!"
"Boss, you're cooking porridge so early?”
Wen Susu arrived early as usual.
Jiang Chen asked with a smile,"I suddenly had an inspiration yesterday. I studied it all night. Will you be my first customer?"”
"That's great."
"I'm the first person to taste the boss's new dish.”
Wen Susu sat down happily.
He took a whiff and sighed sincerely,"The fragrance is strong. It's not inferior to the Xiaolongbao made by the boss."”
Wen Susu didn't even need Jiang Chen to tell her to eat.
He paused.
Then, he continued to scoop until there was not a single grain of rice in the bowl.
" How is it?" Jiang Chen asked anxiously.”
Wen Susu replied,"It's sweet but not greasy. It's fragrant but not prickly. When I eat it, it feels like it's sticky. It's a little strange, but it feels good."”
"Ding! The sweet congee created by the owner has received the recognition of the customer. The system has added it to the menu.”
"Ding! Congratulations, Master, for creating a dish that has received recognition. You have completed the Glory Mission. The System will reward you with a main dish. The System will now begin the lottery."
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