Hardcore Chef Dad

At this noon, I ate Shi Jinbin's fried noodles again after many years. It really made a few old neighbours very happy.

At the end of the lunch time, several old neighborhoods stayed in the shop, chatting with the brothers Su Jinrong and Shi Jinbin. The past was mentioned by everyone, as if they had returned to their youthful era.

In the back kitchen, Feng Yifan is assessing the mastery of some basic skills during this time for the little apprentice.

First of all, it was natural to take a test of knife skills, because during this period, Lin Ruifeng had to practice knife skills almost every day.

Therefore, Lin Ruifeng also has a little bit of confidence in knife skills, and wants to show it in front of the master.

The first is the slices, the peeled potatoes were washed, and Lin Ruifeng pressed them on the chopping board.

Feng Yifan first said: "First, let's get the vertical blade. Remember, every piece must be even."

Lin Ruifeng nodded, and then he pressed the potatoes on the chopping board, and began to make a very steady one.

Every cut must be smooth, and a cut must be done to the end. There can be no stagnation in the middle. After starting to adapt, Lin Ruifeng also gradually accelerated according to the requirements.

One knife, one knife, one knife.

With the gradual acceleration, Lin Ruifeng was still able to keep the knife in his hand steady, and every knife fell without stagnation.

Having cleaned the dishes, Zhao Daxia heard the movement inside, so she couldn't help but probe in and watch, secretly observing Feng Yifan's appraisal of Lin Ruifeng's apprentice.

Seeing that Lin Ruifeng was able to cut a potato very smoothly, Zhao Daxia also secretly felt that Lin Ruifeng really learned well.

But Feng Yifan waited for Lin Ruifeng to finish cutting the potato slices, and picked out a few slices at random.

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Lin Ruifeng saw that these pieces were skewed, and it was obvious that the thickness had been uneven.

"Well, Master, I know, these pieces are not cut well."

Zhao Daxia saw it, and suddenly felt that Feng Yifan, the master, was really harsh. In her opinion, it is just a few pieces, it doesn't have to be that harsh, anyway, the diners can't see much.

Feng Yifan said with a serious face: "Do you know that this will happen to you?"

Lin Ruifeng also raised his head and looked at Master. He really didn't quite understand why this happened?

Feng Yifan immediately explained: "The reason for this is actually very simple, because you didn't keep the slice at a constant speed from the beginning.

I know that at first you were worried about the lack of feel, so you should slow down and cut one by one, but when you gradually accelerate, once the rhythm is disrupted, this will definitely happen. "

Lin Ruifeng heard what the master said, and immediately understood what the master meant.

The fundamental reason was that Lin Ruifeng was afraid that something would go wrong, so he started to do it very carefully.

I wanted to gradually increase the speed, but in the process of acceleration, because the rhythm changed, the force and angle of the knife inevitably deviated, resulting in uneven thickness.

Feng Yifan reached out and took the apprentice's knife. He also squeezed a potato and sliced ​​it on the chopping board very quickly.

Zhao Daxia saw Feng Yifan's move, and immediately saw the gap between the little apprentice and the master.

Feng Yifan didn't hesitate every time he dropped the knife. The key point was that his seemingly slow slicing was actually faster than the little apprentice in speed, and he always maintained a constant rhythm.

When Feng Yifan cut a potato into slices, put the potato slices into the basin.

Zhao Daxia took a closer look, and suddenly couldn't help but exclaimed: "Oh my God, this turned out to be hand-cut. If you don't know this potato chip, you will definitely think it was planed with that kind of chipping knife."

Lin Ruifeng listened to Zhao Daxia's words, and said to the master next to him: "A top cook must be able to do this."

Feng Yifan waved his hand and said, "Okay, don't compliment me here, hurry up and cut the next item."

After that, Feng Yifan pointed to three small bowls, which contained prepared pork, chicken and bamboo shoots.

"Sanding Bao, I also taught you. Now I'm cutting into three cubes, pork cubes, chicken cubes, and bamboo shoots. It will take five minutes."

When Zhao Daxia heard the time, she was a little surprised: "Huh? It takes five minutes to cut these?"

Seeing Feng Yifan nodding her head, Zhao Daxia said incredulously: "Chef Feng, you are not mistaken? These will take five minutes to cut? Isn't it too exaggerated?"

Feng Yifan said with a serious face: "What's the exaggeration of this? If you get up in the morning and sell the early three-diced buns, you can't cut these dices quickly, it will delay business, and the kitchen is as busy at the banquet. How can there be so much time for you?"

Listening to Feng Yifan saying this, Zhao Daxia not only sighed: "You chefs are really hard."

These words made Feng Yifan happy: "Is there anything that is not so hard? Since you have chosen this path, then the hard work must be endured. If you can't do it, you can choose to leave."

After talking about this with Zhao Daxia, Feng Yifan glanced at the kitchen and said to Zhong, "Okay, let's get started."

Lin Ruifeng naturally did not dare to hesitate. First, he picked up the pork, and then started to move the knife when the master started timing.

When the pork is cut, it will be a little slippery, and the cutting is not as smooth as cutting potatoes. There are often some obstacles to the fascia when cutting the meat, which makes the knife unable to hit the bottom.

At this time, you still need to use some of the strength of your wrists, and while you cut it, you must also use the blade to frustrate it quickly.

Only in this way can it be smoother without affecting the cutting speed and efficiency.

Soon, the diced meat was cut.

Next, the diced chicken and bamboo shoots are a bit simpler.

Because chicken and bamboo shoots are not cut as big as pork.

However, because Feng Yi's canvas set is used to make three-packs, this includes a hidden job.

Three diced buns must have diced meat slightly larger than diced chicken, and slightly larger diced chicken with bamboo shoots.

Therefore, Lin Ruifeng not only needs to be fast, but also to ensure that the size of the chicken and bamboo shoots meet the requirements.

When the time was there, Lin Ruifeng didn't dare to delay the slightest, so he chopped the diced meat and threw it into the bowl, and immediately grabbed the chicken and began to slice it.

Still the same, quickly cut the chicken into long strips, and then cut it all into small dices with the knife.

Put the diced chicken into a small bowl, then take out the bamboo shoots and continue cutting down.

At this time, Zhao Daxia was already very nervous. From time to time, she raised her head to look at the clock on the wall, clenched her fists, and kept cheering for Lin Ruifeng in her heart.

Finally, the bamboo shoots were cut completely, and after putting them in the small bowl of bamboo shoots, Lin Ruifeng also quickly raised his head to look at Master.

Feng Yifan said with a little helplessness: "I only give you five minutes, which may really embarrass you."

Hearing this, Zhao Daxia was a little disappointed. She felt that Lin Ruifeng had really worked very hard, but in the end he still didn't finish it within the stipulated time?

Lin Ruifeng's head was also drooping naturally, and his expression was still somewhat lost.

Upon seeing this, Feng Yifan asked, "What's the matter? Is this going to give up?"

Lin Ruifeng was stunned for a moment, and then quickly said: "No, Master, I will not give up, I will continue to work hard, not this time, I will do it next time."

Feng Yifan nodded in satisfaction: "Very good, just don't get discouraged. This time, you can barely finish it."

Lin Ruifeng and Zhao Daxia were both stunned when Feng Yifan said that it was barely finished.

After a long daze, Zhao Daxia exclaimed: "Oh, it's really great, Xiaolin, you, you succeeded, you really succeeded, you did it."

Lin Ruifeng finally came back to his senses after Zhao Daxia's exclamation, and he still looked at Master in a strange way.

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "You did it on time, and you managed to get the diced meat slightly larger than the diced chicken, and the diced chicken slightly larger than the bamboo shoots.

Although the cut is a bit big, it's already a pass if you can do it in just five minutes. "

Lin Ruifeng was very excited: "Thank you Master, I will continue to work hard."

Feng Yifan nodded and smiled and said: "Okay, you can go to rest and rest. Don't always be stretched like this. You still have to combine work and rest. Today you pass the two assessments."

Lin Ruifeng thought for a while and said, "Master, I'm not good at slicing. I want to keep practicing in the back kitchen."

Feng Yifan said immediately: "I told you that if you combine work and rest, you can't keep practicing even if you want to practice. You must know how to rest. Go, go with Sister Zhao, sit in front of you for a while, and wait for me and your sister to finish Come in again for snacks."

Hearing what the master said, Lin Ruifeng immediately raised his head and looked at the back door of the kitchen, only to see that the master had come in and waited.

At this time, Lin Ruifeng still reacted, knowing that the next time was the time for the master to make snacks, so he did not hesitate, and immediately agreed to go out with Zhao Daxia.

After the apprentice went out with Zhao Daxia, Feng Yifan smiled and said to his wife: "You came in, why didn't you come?"

Su Ruoxi came to her husband and replied with a smile: "I don't want to delay your teaching apprentices."

Feng Yifan stretched out his hand to pull his wife to his side: "Okay, then we will start the dessert class."

Su Ruoxi was pulled into her arms by her husband, and she smiled and said, "I found that it is a disadvantage to learn desserts from you. You are making these for your daughter, and you didn't say that they were made specifically for me."

When Feng Yifan heard it, he shouted wronged: "Wronged, every time you make it, don't you eat it before your daughter?"

Su Ruoxi pursed her lips and said, "I did it. Of course I want to help my daughter taste it."

Feng Yifan was a little bit dumbfounded when he heard it: "Then you also tasted the taste first? It's earlier than your daughter's every time, so you see, I still love my wife very much."

Su Ruoxi smiled and said, "You just said it, then you didn't say to make me a dessert specially."

Feng Yifan thought for a while: "Well, it seems to be true. Or else, when my daughter celebrates her birthday, I will make separate copies for you and your daughter. Is this okay?"

Hearing her husband say this, Su Ruoxi felt this was acceptable.

"It's pretty much the same, then you must make something different for me and my daughter, and it must be very delicious."

Feng Yifan promised earnestly: "Okay, definitely, I will make very delicious desserts for you and your daughter at that time."

Next, Su Ruoxi asked: "Then what are we going to do for our daughter today?"

With a smile, Feng Yifan went to the refrigerator and took out some of the ingredients that he would use today. After taking them out, he said, "Today, we are making a beautiful fruit pie for our daughter."

Su Ruoxi was a little surprised: "Fruit pie? Is it the kind from Uncle Clown's house?"

Feng Yifan shook his head and said, "It's not that kind. We make this kind of pizza. It looks like a pizza. The bigger kind can be spread with more fruits, and it tastes very good."

Su Ruoxi was immediately aroused by curiosity: "Okay, let's do it quickly."

Feng Yifan responded with a smile: "Okay, then let's start."

Under Feng Yifan's instruction, Su Ruoxi took the initiative this time. First, pour low-gluten flour into a basin, then add a proper amount of butter, and mix the butter and flour with hands evenly.

After mixing evenly, add some cold water to mix the flour in the basin into a dough.

This step was done by Su Ruoxi throughout the whole process, and she was also very hardworking, and now playing with the dough is also very interesting for her.

After making up the dough, Feng Yifan wrapped it in plastic wrap and put it in the refrigerator for a while.

During the cold storage period, Feng Yifan and his wife began to slice the fruit.

As for slicing, Su Ruoxi decisively let her husband do it.

After all, the work of slicing is definitely not as good as that of the husband, and there is no way to make it so thin and thick.

Feng Yifan sliced ​​apples, strawberries, pineapples and bananas into thin slices.

The apple and pineapple slices should be cooked with sugar.

Su Ruoxi is a little strange: "Why do you want to cook apples and pineapples? Don't you think they are not sweet enough?"

Feng Yifan responded with a smile: "No, it's to make the apples and pineapples taste softer."

Because it was made for his daughter, Feng Yifan added some honey to cook~www.readwn.com~ and cooked the apple slices and pineapple slices respectively to be very soft.

After that, take out the refrigerated dough, and then roll the dough into a thin crust.

"It doesn't need to be very neat, because we need to put it in the mold, but it must be rolled out a little thinner."

As a result of this explanation, Su Ruoxi said, "You don't need to tell me this. Didn't you do this rolling thing? I don't want to do such a strenuous thing, you hurry up."

Seeing his wife said, she even squeezed and cooked apple slices and pineapple slices.

Feng Yifan is really a little bit dumbfounded: "You eat less, eat all of them, how can we make fruit pie in a while?"

When Su Ruoxi was reminded by her husband, she immediately woke up: "Ah, yes, you can't eat it anymore, then you hurry up, it's a bit slow, you roll out the skin quickly, I won't eat it anymore. ?"

Faced with his wife, Feng Yifan had no choice but to say: "Well, I'm wrong, I'll fix it right away."

After Feng Yifan rolled the skin and helped his wife put it in the grinding tool, Su Ruoxi happily began to put the fruit.

After placing the fruits, Feng Yifan used the leftover leftovers from the dough when putting them in the grinding tools to decorate the whole pie.

Finally, apply a layer of egg yolk liquid and put it in the oven to start baking.

After putting it in the oven, Su Ruoxi clapped her hands and said, "Well, this is also very simple."

Feng Yifan couldn't help smiling in his heart: Of course it is simple, I have done all the effort and complicated things.

After a wry smile in Feng Yifan's heart, he saw his wife at the cooking table, whispering and summing up his own technology, and suddenly understood that his wife was still learning very seriously.

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