Hardcore Chef Dad

　　 stepped into the long-distance, but still a well-established back kitchen with a deep memory, the stove and all kinds of kitchen utensils were polished very brightly.

　　 Feng Yifan still remembers the first lesson his father-in-law taught himself when he was apprentice with his father-in-law.

　　 "As a good cook, you must first love your own kitchen, so you must clean the kitchen sufficiently clean and tidy. If you can't even wipe the stove, then you can't be called a qualified cook."

　　 For so many years, my father-in-law still insisted that the kitchen is always clean and tidy.

　　 Feng Yifan came to the storage cabinet in the kitchen according to his memory, and opened the storage cabinet to see all kinds of fresh ingredients inside.

　　 Obviously, even if the father-in-law is in poor health, he still has to ensure that the ingredients are fresh enough.

　　As in my memory, my father-in-law has always been a meticulous cook.

　　 After a brief stupefaction, Feng Yifan also quickly began to prepare.

　　 Three silks are buckle three silks, a dish that tests knife skills very much, and Feng Yifan often practiced it when he was an apprentice.

　　 Although he is reborn now, the memory of his previous life is still retained. Perhaps because of the different body, some muscle memories may be a little rusty, but a little familiarity can still be easily controlled.

　　While starting the pot on the stove, he started to make the broth, while preparing other ingredients.

　　 Feng Yifan is not at all uncomfortable, his hands and feet are even more agile than before he was born again. At this time, the benefits of youth are undoubtedly revealed.

　　 While busy in the kitchen, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the kitchen door moving, and saw a small head probing his head by the door, seeming to observe something in secret?

　　 The corners of Feng Yifan’s mouth rose slightly: "Children Feng Ruoruo? Isn’t that child Feng Ruoruo?"

　　 As soon as the voice fell, I heard her daughter's voice: "Ah, I was found."

　　 Then, the little girl quickly turned around and ran out of the kitchen, seeming to be going to report to her mother and grandfather.

　　 Through the gap opened by the kitchen door, Feng Yifan saw his daughter from the back, the corners of his mouth rose more, his hand movements became more dexterous, and his heart was full of joy.

　　 After a lot of busy work, Feng Yifan brought the three-wire buckle and lion head to Lao Zhang's head by himself.

　　 "Uncle Zhang, try it. I haven't made it in a few years. Some hands are made. Let's see if the taste can be close to my dad's craftsmanship."

　　 The old Zhang head looked forward to the small bowl in front of him and the familiar small cup next to him. He was also a little expectant.

　　 Also looking forward to is Su Jinrong and Su Ruoxi, the father and daughter.

　　 Although Feng Yifan said that before he left, he was indeed capable of becoming a teacher, but after five years of absence, I wonder if he can still reach the same level as before?

　　 When the old Zhangtou was nervous about expectation, he slowly opened the upside-down bowl.

　　 For a moment, looking at the inverted bowl under the plate, the top is a beautifully decorated shiitake mushroom.

　　 Next, there are fine and neat shredded pork, ham, winter bamboo shoots, and chicken shreds.

　　 Every kind of knife is extremely delicate, with uniform length and thickness. It is not like a dish, but like a work of art.

　　 The old man was stunned for a few seconds, then raised the chopsticks in his hand and sighed: "This is so hard that I don't dare to put down the chopsticks. This knife skill is really not worse than that of Brother Su."

　　 Hearing what the old Zhang Tou said, Feng Ruoruo's children's shoes were not happy: "No grandpa's good."

　　 Su Ruoxi hurriedly grabbed her daughter, and smiled apologetically to the old Zhang Tau: "Excuse me, Uncle Zhang."

Lao Zhang's head smiled indifferently and said, "Hehehe, it's okay. In our Ruoruo's mind, it must be grandpa who did the best. If it is correct, grandpa is the best. Dad is also the same as your grandpa. Learned."

　　 Feng Yifan smiled and nodded: "Yes, my hand is definitely not comparable to my dad back then. Uncle Zhang, you can taste it."

　　 Finally, Lao Zhang's head gently picked up some with chopsticks, and slowly put it into his mouth.

　　 looks so good, so naturally I also have expectations in terms of taste.

　　 At the entrance, the old Zhangtou had already lowered his expectations, thinking that Feng Yifan was still young after all.

　　 But when he really started to chew in his mouth, the taste of the whole dish spread out in his mouth, instantly making Old Zhang's head look refreshed.

　　 This taste, this taste is the taste of many years ago.

　　 Lao Zhangtou, as a veteran of Su Ji, has always remembered the taste of Su Ji's three-threads. For many years, he always ordered this one every time he came to Su Ji.

　　 But in the past few years, maybe Su Jinrong is getting older, maybe because he taught his apprentices without saying goodbye to some loss.

　　 Su Ji’s three-wire buckle can’t be said to be bad, but it really doesn’t have the flavor it had a long time ago.

　　 is not the taste of old diners like Lao Zhang.

　　 Many old diners come to Su Ji, it is more of a feeling, not for the taste.

　　 But today is different. This plate of Feng Yifan's three buckles made Lao Zhang once again taste the taste in his memory.

　　 Then, almost without stopping, Lao Zhang ate all three buckles from the plate in one breath.

　　 After eating the last chopsticks, Lao Zhang smacked his mouth.

　　 "Ah, it's really delicious, it's still the old taste, brother Su, congratulations, the taste of Su Ji finally has a heir, and the old taste of Su Ji is coming back."

　　 After listening to the compliment from the old Zhang Tou, Su Jinrong's heart hanging in the wheelchair was let go, and he tried to open his mouth and said, "Thank you, thank you."

　　 After another moment of aftertaste, Lao Zhang opened the small cup in front of him, revealing the instant scent.

　　 Feng Ruoruo, who has not been very convinced, smelled the scent of lion heads, swallowed a little unsuspectingly, and his belly gurgled. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

　　 Feng Ruoruo immediately shyly threw herself into her mother's arms when she heard the sound of her little belly, and she didn't want to look up.

　　 Feng Yifan saw this, smiled and went back to the kitchen, and quickly returned with a small cup of the same.

　　 squatting in front of her daughter with a small cup, Feng Yifan smiled and said: "Dad knows Ruoruo hasn't eaten yet, so Dad also prepared one for Ruoruo. If you want to try it?"

　　 Feng Ruoruo lifted his head from his mother's arms and glanced at his father next to him, especially carefully looking at the small cup in his father's hand.

　　 The little girl was actually looking forward to it, but she was embarrassed and retracted into her mother's arms.

　　 Just as the little girl turned her head back, Lao Zhang sighed again over there, "Wow, it's really delicious, this lion head is even better."

　　 Hearing Grandpa Zhang’s sigh, and hearing Grandpa Zhang’s eating had already begun, Feng Ruoruo finally couldn’t help turning her head again to look at the cup that Dad was holding in his hand.

　　 Seeing her daughter seemed to resist, Feng Yifan knew that he could not be too forceful, so he handed the small cup on his hand to his wife: "You come and feed Ruoruo to eat. I'll go to the back to clean up, you and dad will also have some together in a while."

　　 Su Ruoxi reached out and took the Xiaozhu, looking at the daughter who was throwing in her arms, she was a little helpless.

　　 When Feng Yifan walked towards the kitchen, Feng Ruoruo finally lifted her head from her mother's arms and looked at the back of her father who went into the kitchen.

　　 But soon, the little girl was attracted by the cup in her mother's hands, and she was still looking forward to having a taste.

　　 Su Ruoxi sat down, opened the cup and picked up the spoon, cut off a lion head, accompanied by a little soup, and fed her daughter together.

　　 Feng Ruoruo couldn't wait, but just after taking a mouthful, the little girl glanced at the kitchen again, confirming that the person claiming to be "daddy" had not peeked at herself, and then took this bite with confidence.