Hardcore Chef Dad

　　 In the back kitchen, under the guidance of Feng Yifan, after some familiarity with kitchen knives and some adaptations by personally sharpening knives, Lin Ruifeng began to practice knives on the side.

　　 Feng Yifan said very seriously: "You must remember that if you want to practice sword skills, you must first not be anxious, you must first be steady and then fast."

　　 Talking, Feng Yifan took a radish and pressed it on the cutting board. Without any dazzling skills, he cut the radish into slices very smoothly.

"Have you seen? The knife must be held firmly, and the radish must also be leveled and pressed firmly. Don't pursue fastness at the beginning of the knife. It must be stable enough, and it must be done to the end without dragging it. "

　　 Looking at Master’s demonstration, Lin Ruifeng intuitively felt Master’s sword skills.

　　Because the radish looks so hard, but Feng Yifan cuts it with one cut to the end. If you look carefully, every cut of his cut stops just right on the cutting board. There is really no extra movement.

　　 Feng Yifan finished cutting half of a radish and handed the remaining half to Lin Ruifeng.

　　 "You come to cut, remember what I said, it must be steady, and it must be done in a single stroke. You are not proficient at first, and you don't need to pursue the symmetrical thickness of each piece. First practice until you can cut it with a knife."

　　 Lin Ruifeng took half of the carrot. Recalling the Master’s demonstration just now, he always felt that Master had assigned himself too simple tasks.

　　 Even if I am unskilled, if I cut it all at once, I can definitely make every piece of uniform thickness.

　　 Lin Ruifeng thought so, and then he tried to cut out the radish slices of even thickness like Master.

　　 It was just the first cut, which made Lin Ruifeng feel that things were not as simple as he thought. Master said that he should cut to the end with one cut, and there can be no sloppy things. Lin Ruifeng turned out to be impossible.

　　 With a single cut, only halfway through the cut, the blade stopped, and there was a feeling of being stuck.

　　 Lin Ruifeng raised his head in surprise, but saw that the master did not look at him at all, as if he had expected him to be in trouble a long time ago.

　　 In a kind of pride that he didn't want to be looked down upon by the master, Lin Ruifeng still tried to cut it with the blade.

　　 "Boom" The kitchen knife appeared to be smashed on the cutting board, and even the cooking table was shaken.

　　 The first slice of radish was indeed cut out, but it was completely uneven, especially because there was no one cut to the end, the lag in the middle and the sudden force again made the slices half thick and half thin.

　　 Feng Yifan turned his head and looked over, and said helplessly: "Are you trying to tear down our back kitchen?"

　　 Lin Ruifeng flushed immediately and bowed his head to apologize to Master: "I'm sorry, Master."

　　 Feng Yifan said calmly: "Next practice, I hope to rebuild the old street, before Su Ji is forced to relocate, you can practice cutting vegetables first."

　　 After saying that, Feng Yifan didn't say much, and let Lin Ruifeng continue to practice, while he continued to prepare various ingredients in the back kitchen.

　　 When the first pot of golden meatballs was fried, Feng Yifan was naturally thinking of his daughter, and chose a few of the most beautiful ones, held them in a small bowl, and walked to the front restaurant, intending to give his daughter as snacks.

　　 Lin Ruifeng took a look, did not say much, and continued to practice knife skills, cutting radishes piece by piece.

　　 Feng Yifan walked out carrying the meatballs, and found that there was only his wife left in the restaurant, sitting at the cash register, seemingly to be settled.

　　 With a little bowl in front of his wife, Feng Yifan asked, "Where's Ruoruo? Are they not there?"

Su Ruoxi raised her head and saw her husband standing in front of her with a small bowl. She directly replied: "My parents took Ruoruo and pushed her dad out. Ruoruo will not go to kindergarten today and stay in the restaurant. bother you."

　　 Feng Yifan said with a smile: "It's okay, in fact, if there is no Ruoruo, the restaurant looks a bit deserted."

　　 Su Ruoxi pouted and asked, "Aren't you busy preparing materials? And you still have a little apprentice. Do you still have time to take care of your daughter? Wouldn't it be nice to let parents take her out for shopping?"

　　 Feng Yifan nodded: "Well, it's not bad, it can consume some Ruoruo's spirit."

　　 Talking, Feng Yifan put the small bowl in front of his wife: "This is for Ruoruo to come back to her, you remember not to eat it all, you have to leave a few for Ruoruo."

　　 Su Ruoxi raised her head again, originally wanted to open her mouth to ask what it was? But immediately I smelled a tempting fragrance, and then I saw that it was fried meatballs.

　　The golden fried meatballs were really tempting, so Su Ruoxi couldn't help swallowing.

　　 But right away, Su Ruoxi woke up, raised her head and glared at her husband: "Huh, isn't it just fried meatballs? Am I rare? You put them here, wait for your daughter to come back and eat them."

　　 The appearance of his wife makes Feng Yifan feel really cute, especially when he clearly sees the little gesture of his wife swallowing.

　　 So Feng Yifan stretched out his hand and raised the small bowl and said, "Then, I'll take it back first. When Ruoruo comes back, let Ruoruo go to the back kitchen to look for me. If I leave it here for a long time, dust will fall."

　　 As he said, Feng Yifan was really ready to go back to the kitchen with a small bowl.

　　 This made Su Ruoxi anxious all of a sudden, she slapped the cash register and stood up and said, "You only have your daughter in your heart, right?"

Feng Yifan saw his wife sulking and turned back, put the small bowl down again, and said softly to his wife: "I'm just kidding you, don't be angry, this bowl is for you, and there is still in the kitchen. A lot of."

　　 Su Ruoxi didn't want to pick it up at first, but after thinking about it, she would not be polite. She held the small bowl in her hand, like a tigress protecting her food.

　　 However, Su Ruoxi did not rush to eat, but instead asked: "Are you really going to accept Lin Ruifeng's apprentice?"

Feng Yifan nodded and said, "It's accepted. Of course, I will only teach him some basic things for the time being. Observe it for half a month. If he works hard enough, he can teach him more, at least teach him what to do with fried rice. UU Read www.uukanshu.com"

　　 Su Ruoxi frowned slightly and asked, "You teach people fried rice? Isn't it bad? Can you teach him two dishes?"

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "It depends on his own thoughts. I think his more thoughts now are to help Uncle Lin and the others set up an early shop, teach him fried rice, and add some special features to make breakfast. enough."

　　Su Ruoxi agreed with her husband's statement, but then she said, "However, even if Xiaolin tried to help prop up the early shop, as soon as the old street was rebuilt, Uncle Lin's shop was still gone?"

Feng Yifan shook his head and said: “It’s impossible to rebuild the old street. It’s definitely impossible to really ignore our shops on the old street. We must plan for our business locations. Lin Ruifeng and I will learn more. Get the head start earlier."

　　 Su Ruoxi heard her husband say this, and when she thinks about it carefully, she feels that what she said is really reasonable, and her husband is also a precautionary plan, helping to plan some things for the future.

　　 couldn't help but admired her husband's thoughts in her heart, but Su Ruoxi said, "You are sure, the things you teach must sell well?"

　　Feng Yifan smiled and quietly approached his wife and said: "You have to have confidence in your husband, okay, Lin Shu asked Ruifeng to worship my master, and of course I will teach him well."

　　 was approached by her husband, Su Ruoxi subconsciously stepped back, her cheeks felt a little warm.

　　 In order to prevent her husband from staring at her embarrassment, Su Ruoxi drove her away and said, "Okay, go ahead and prepare the materials early. Since Xiaolin is here to learn, you should also teach others a little more. Go and go."

　　 Feng Yifan couldn't help smiling when he saw his wife trying to hide his embarrassment. He kissed his wife again in the sky and turned to the back kitchen.