Chapter 621: Chapter 619: Setting Out (Three)
The assessnt was actually very simple. At first, Jiang Feng heard Sun Guanyun incessantly pressing Jiang Weiguo, worrying that he wouldn’t pass the assessnt, and thought it must be extrely complex and difficult. However, upon observing it firsthand, he discovered it was infuriatingly simple.
The so-called assessnt was to have the person being assessed prepare dishes during an entire lunch service without notifying the custors. If not a single custor raised any objections to the dishes from start to finish, then the assessnt was deed a success. However, if any custor did voice objections, Sun Zheran would personally determine whether it passed or not.
The final assessnt for a disciple registered in the na was a major event for all the chefs in the kitchen, let alone the fact that the dish Jiang Weiguo had to be assessed on was Buddhas Jumping Over the Wall, which no registered disciple had ever learned to prepare. During the ti Jiang Feng aimlessly road the kitchen, he overheard quite a few kitchen helpers quietly discussing Jiang Weiguo’s noon assessnt.
So were optimistic, while others were not.
From the discussions of others, Jiang Feng learned that patrons of Jubao Building were often very willing to participate in the assessnts of registered disciples. Because whether or not they detected anything amiss with the dishes, at the end of the al, the floor manager would inform them and offer the sa dishes on their next visit for free.
It ant that with enough luck, they could enjoy a buy-1-get-1-free ga deal.
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Perhaps for this reason, the most common exclamation Jiang Feng heard was:
“If you ask , regardless of whether Jiang passes the assessnt, it’s the custors who reserved Buddhas Jumping Over the Wall today who are lucky. The dish is normally hard to reserve. Getting another portion for free next ti, tsk tsk.”
Buddhas Jumping Over the Wall was the signature dish of Jubao Building, with only one vat sold per day, most of which were reserved in advance. However, a few portions were still available for dine-in orders each day at noon, usually selling out within a minute or two once the business started.
It was due to the exclusivity of Buddhas Jumping Over the Wall that the results of Jiang Weiguo’s assessnt were likely to erge within ten to fifteen minutes.
Even though it was Jiang Weiguo who faced the assessnt, it was Sun Guanyun who seed to be on pins and needles—ever since the lid was lifted off the Buddhas Jumping Over the Wall, he had been pacing back and forth in the kitchen like he had a motor attached to his legs, unable to still himself.
On the contrary, Jiang Weiguo behaved as if nothing was amiss, chopping vegetables when he needed to chop, helping out when needed. One would think Sun Guanyun was the one being evaluated instead.
“Brother Sun, the dishes have already been served. If you really want to know the outco, why not just go out and see for yourself?” Sun Maochai was rather unfortunate; he was still by the entrance practicing his radish cutting.
Sun Guanyun paced back and forth in front of him, unsettling him to the point where he could hardly cut the radish properly.
Sun Guanyun glanced at Jiang Weiguo, who was rummaging through a cupboard, and wanted to say sothing but held back. Instead, he shot a fierce glare at the back of Jiang Weiguo’s head before turning to address Sun Maochai, “You have a good nose. Did you notice anything different about the Buddhas Jumping Over the Wall when the lid was lifted just now, compared to the usual scent?”
Sun Maochai had been a formal disciple for less than a year and was still at the stage of cutting radishes. He hadn’t even tasted the leftovers of Buddhas Jumping Over the Wall, let alone be able to detect anything peculiar about its scent.
Seeing Sun Guanyun’s slightly gloomy expression, Sun Maochai carefully ventured, “It seed… a little… milder?”
“Right? Even you noticed it. I knew there was an issue!” Sun Guanyun’s confidence burgeoned instantly.
Sun Maochai: …
Jiang Feng read the words written all over his face.
As long as you’re happy.
Sun Guanyun stood quietly beside Sun Maochai for a few minutes, but soon got restless again. After thinking for a mont, he nudged Sun Maochai.
“You’ve just arrived and are young; the custors outside probably don’t recognize you. Go out and take a look.”
“Why don’t you go out yourself, Brother Sun?” Sun Maochai asked.
“Are you an idiot? Those who ordered Buddhas Jumping Over the Wall are regulars. How could they possibly not know about our restaurant’s rules for registered disciples’ assessnts? If I wander out there, they might guess what’s going on, and wouldn’t that be helping Jiang Weiguo cheat?” Sun Guanyun wore an expression of not wanting to give Jiang an advantage.
Sun Maochai had no choice but to obediently put down the knife and go out to observe the custors’ reactions for Sun Guanyun. Jiang Feng followed suit and went out as well.
Actually, he should have gone out earlier, but he couldn’t bear to miss Sun Guanyun’s flustered state akin to ‘the emperor isn’t in a hurry but his eunuch is,’ so he stayed in the kitchen a bit longer to watch the show.
The custors outside didn’t seem to react much.
At that ti, the common people weren’t wealthy; those who could afford to dine at Jubao Building had at least so property. Due to its intricate preparation process and the cost of ingredients, Buddhas Jumping Over the Wall was destined to be an extrely pricey and luxurious dish. Only families with so mines to their na dared to order it casually; it was always the sa group of custors taking turns to enjoy it.
Currently, there were square tables on the first floor of Jubao Building and round tables on the second, with no private rooms. Posing as an ordinary patron, Sun Maochai lingered around each custor who had ordered Buddhas Jumping Over the Wall before heading upstairs.
Jiang Feng couldn’t go up to the second floor; he could only walk up to a spot three ters away from the kitchen’s entrance.
Coincidentally, right beside Jiang Feng was a table where the patrons were enjoying Buddhas Jumping Over the Wall.
A small pot of Buddhas Jumping Over the Wall was nearly empty, its fragrance wafting through the air, filling the entire hall with the scent of the dish, growing more aromatic the closer one got to that particular custor. Apart from him, there were five or six other successful custors who managed to get a portion of Buddhas Jumping Over the Wall.
Other ordinary diners who ca to eat in the hall were less fortunate, surrounded by tantalizing slls on all sides with no escape.
The custor that Jiang Feng could clearly see was of the generous and unrestrained sort, consuming his food in large bites and, upon finishing, sighed with yearning to his companions, “The Buddhas Jumping Over the Wall of Jubao Building really lives up to its reputation, far superior to what I’ve had elsewhere.”
Enough, this is a newcor.
Unable to discern anything, Jiang Feng simply returned to the kitchen to see if Sun Guanyun was still swiping for WeChat steps.
As expected, Sun Guanyun began wandering around the kitchen again.
After a few minutes, Sun Maochai ca back and imdiately said to Sun Guanyun, “Sun, I just checked, and the guests didn’t seem to have any reaction.”
No reaction was the best news of all. Sun Guanyun knew the intricacies well, his expression quickly becoming complicated. It was hard to tell whether he was pleased or displeased.
Jiang Feng noticed that Jiang Weiguo, who had been quietly filleting fish on the side, seed to have breathed a sigh of relief.
“Jiang really is impressive; he’s bound to pass the assessnt this ti,” Sun Maochai exclaid.
“What’s so impressive about him? It’s all because my dad’s biased,” Sun Guanyun muttered under his breath. “Since last night, that pot of Buddhas Jumping Over the Wall was watched over by my dad, who didn’t sleep a wink all night until noon today.”
Sun Maochai dared not speak and returned to his spot to obediently chop carrots.
Sun Guanyun walked over to Jiang Weiguo and said, “You’ve passed.”
“The results haven’t co out,” Jiang Weiguo responded.
“They’ll be out soon.”
“I heard that you’re starting to learn Buddhas Jumping Over the Wall next year.”
“Yes, so what?” Sun Guanyun replied irritably. “Trying to show off that you’ve already mastered it? Let tell you, Jiang Weiguo, I’ll definitely be younger than you when I master it.”
“Ever played tangram?”
“I’m not your kid, why would I play with such childish things?”
“My wife heard from soone that playing tangram could improve a child’s intelligence, so she went to a carpenter to have a set made especially,” Jiang Weiguo said. “Learning Buddhas Jumping Over the Wall is just like playing tangram. From selecting and processing ingredients, soaking them to preparing the broth, each step is like a piece of tangram. Even if you know what picture you want to put together, you still need to understand what each piece is and get familiar with each piece before you can start assembling them.”
“It took 8 years to figure out every aspect before I could start. You certainly don’t need eight years, but a picture put together in haste won’t look good.”
“I don’t need your advice,” Sun Guanyun retorted with a pout. “What ti is your train this afternoon?”
“I’ll leave as soon as the results are out.”
“That soon?”
“What else?”
“Don’t leave just yet, I’m going ho to get so things,” Sun Guanyun said before hurrying off.
Jiang Weiguo: ?
Sun Guanyun had barely been gone for 5 minutes when a middle-aged man ca in and asked Sun Zheran to step outside. Sun Zheran was out for less than a minute before returning.
“Weiguo, the guests have given very good feedback. Congratulations, you have graduated,” Sun Zheran said with a smile.
The employees close to Jiang Weiguo and Sun Zheran quickly offered their congratulations. As others heard their voices, they realized what had happened, and soon the entire kitchen of Jubao Building was filled with phrases like “Congratulations, Jiang” or “Congratulations, disciple.”
“You don’t need to busy yourself here anymore. Is your luggage ready? If it’s all packed, you can head to the train station. Don’t miss your train,” Sun Zheran said.
“By the way, where’s that boy Guanyun? How co I don’t see him?”
“He went back to get so stuff,” Jiang Weiguo replied.
“He’s really unsettled, going back to get sothing at this ti,” Sun Zheran shook his head. “Do you have a lot of luggage? Do you need soone to help you take it to the station?”
“No need,” Jiang Weiguo rejected the offer, as he already had soone willing to take on the heavy lifting. “Sun Guanyun will be taking later.”
Sun Zheran nodded. “When he cos back, have him co to first. If you run into any problems later on, rember to write and ask for advice. If you need help with anything, you can also write.”
Jiang Weiguo nodded, made his last cut, and turned to take one last look at the entire kitchen.
“Master, I’m leaving.”
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