Hardcore Chef Dad

Under the guidance of Feng Ruoruo's children, mom and dad brought up dishes one after another.

Seeing that there were more and more dishes on the table, everyone in Yue Qingsong and Hu Yan was a little surprised. They did not expect that Feng Yifan would prepare so many dishes this morning.

What surprised everyone is that the presentation of each dish is very beautiful, even the big hotels outside may not be able to do this, but it is like the banquet dishes shown on TV.

With ten dishes already served, Hu Yan's father, as the oldest person present, finally couldn't help but speak.

"Yifan, this dish is almost done, right? With so many dishes, people like us may not be able to finish it."

Feng Yifan also smiled and said: "Well, the dishes are ready. There are ten dishes in total. It indicates that we can all be perfect. I also wish the vegetable base in our village can be prosperous and perfect."

Yue Qingsong's mother heard this and said, "Okay, this has a good meaning."

But at this time, Feng Yifan brought up another pot of soup.

Without waiting for everyone to speak, he smiled and said, "This is the appetizer soup before the meal. It is lighter. Let us try it first to see if it suits everyone's taste."

After hearing what Feng Yifan said, Feng Jiandong also said: "Well, your dishes are finished, you and Ruoxi sit down too."

Feng Yifan then took his wife and sat down near the door.

Feng Ruoruo was originally with her grandma, but when she saw her parents sitting near the door, the little girl wanted to go to her parents again.

The grandma realized this, and smiled and whispered to the little granddaughter: "What's the matter? I want to go to Mom and Dad's side, right? I don't want to sit with my grandmother. You just promised my grandmother. After serving the food, you want to be with grandma Sit down."

Feng Ruoruo heard what her grandma said, and the little girl thought for a while and said, "Well, then Ruoruo will sit with grandma today."

Lu Cuiling was very happy and lifted her little granddaughter on her lap.

Su Ruoxi said, "Mom, put Ruoruo on the chair next to her. If you hold her like this, you won't be able to eat well."

Feng Ruoruo suddenly said coquettishly when she heard her mother's words: "No, if you want grandma to hold him, or mother, you hold Ruoruo."

Su Ruoxi curled her lips to her daughter: "I don't want to hug you, it's so heavy."

Feng Ruoruo was immediately unwilling: "Oh, mom, you are not right, you can't say Ruoruo."

Su Ruoxi responded with a smile: "Is what I said wrong? You are eating with your father every day, and you are about to eat into a chubby girl."

Feng Ruoruo immediately yelled, "No, if you are not a fat girl, you don't like mother."

The bickering between the mother and daughter also made everyone laugh.

Instead, Su Jinrong smiled and said, "Well, don’t quarrel, we all gather together, do you want to toast first? I want to thank my in-laws for arranging such a good place for us, and also thank old brother Hu, sister-in-law, and the Yue family. The old sister-in-law came here to be a guest."

Listening to Su Jinrong's words, everyone immediately raised their wine glasses.

Even Feng Ruoruo and Yue Qihao raised their cups.

Hu Yan's father said: "In fact, we want to thank you. Brother Su, you taught Yifan such a good apprentice. Otherwise, how can we have such a good taste today?"

Yue Qingsong's mother said: "Hahaha, happy today, let's toast."

Everyone held up the glass together, and did not deliberately collide, but just made a point on the table, and then drank the first glass of wine together.

After Yue Qingsong drank, he glanced at his son who was sitting next to him.

"Smelly boy, what are you drinking? With so many grandparents here today, don't your boy pay everyone a drink?"

Yue Qingsong's mother listened and said, "Qingsong, don't let Haohao drink it. It's a kid, what kind of wine do you drink?"

Without waiting for everyone to speak, Feng Ruoruo rushed to say: "Uncle Yue, children can't drink."

Feng Yifan heard his daughter talking and sent a novel to him: "Listen to my daughter, don't let children drink."

Seeing everyone saying this, Yue Qingsong nodded: "Well, I'm just kidding, and I won't really ask my kid to drink."

Feng Yifan stood up and said, "Okay, the first glass of wine has been eaten. Let me make soup for everyone. First of all, I want to drink my bowl of soup, and then you can eat and taste. Try my soup today if it’s just right."

Feng Yifan first served Hu Yan's parents with soup and then Yue Qingsong's mother served a bowl.

After that, the father-in-law, the parents, Hu Yan and Qi Yan were separated, then the wife and two children, and finally myself.

Everyone also waited for Feng Yifan to serve the soup before they started to taste Feng Yifan's bowl of soup together.

The soup is very clear, but it smells like chicken soup.

There is not too much in the soup, but some bamboo shoots, small green vegetables, and shredded tofu cut into matchsticks.

I used a small spoon to scoop up the soup and drank it into his mouth.

The soup is not very thick, and the taste is slightly light, but the soup is slightly salty with a hint of sourness, but it stimulates everyone's tongues.

After drinking a bowl of clear soup, it will give people a very refreshing feeling, and at the same time the saliva secretes and the stomach and intestines start to move.

It seemed that the appetite was suddenly opened up by such a plain bowl of soup.

After drinking this bowl of soup, Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Everyone, move your chopsticks. How about trying my dishes?"

Hu Yan's father put down the bowl, and subconsciously picked up the chopsticks in front of him.

This kind of subconsciousness surprised Hu Yan’s father. He didn’t rush to pick up the vegetables. Instead, he looked at Feng Yifan and asked: "Yifan, your bowl of soup is very good. I feel that I have finished drinking this bowl of soup and I really want to eat it now. It’s like having an appetite all of a sudden."

When other people heard this, they all agreed with it.

Su Jinrong smiled and said: "This is the function of the banquet head soup. It is not to let everyone taste delicious at once, but to play a leading role, open everyone's appetite, and then you can enjoy the delicious food, so you see Look, the soup has been drunk."

Everyone stretched their heads and looked at it, and it turned out that the bowl of soup had already bottomed out.

Hu Yan's father thought for a while and asked, "Brother Su, Yifan can control the soup so that everyone can have a bowl. Isn't it a kind of kung fu?"

Su Jinrong smiled and nodded: "Yes, this is the ability of a top cook. To control the amount of ingredients, there is a measure in mind. How many people eat, how much ingredients need to be prepared, and how big a dish is to be made, these must be understood. On the breast, don’t waste too much of the ingredients."

Listening to Su Jinrong, everyone also has a new understanding of Feng Yifan's cooking skills.

Seeing that everyone was a little fascinated by it, Su Jinrong pointed to the dishes on the table and said, "Okay, let's eat first."

Then everyone moved their chopsticks and began to taste the ten dishes on Feng Yifan's table.

Although there are only ten dishes, the heads of each dish are relatively large, and there are six cold dishes to match, so the dishes on the table are really rich.

Hu Yan's mother picked up the dish in front of her, and she looked at it and couldn't tell what it was.

Then he put it in his mouth and took a bite, and Hu Yan's mother exclaimed, "Ah, is this Chinese cabbage?"

Feng Ruoruo, who was sitting in her grandma's arms, immediately said, "Grandma, that's vinegared cabbage."

Hu Yan’s mother picked up another piece of cabbage when she heard the words, held it up in front of her and looked at it carefully: “Oh, this vinegar cabbage is really well done. I didn’t even notice it was vinegar cabbage, and it tasted good. Okay, sour but crispy. It's really different from what we make at home."

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "In fact, this dish is very simple."

Then Feng Yifan quickly introduced the production process.

Chinese cabbage should be selected from the inner side of the cabbage, which is relatively tender, and then cut into spatula blades.

Then, before cooking, add salt to kill the water in the cabbage itself.

Feng Yifan smiled and said: "Before frying, make a bowl of juice, just put some condiments in a bowl in advance for mixing, usually 80 grams of vinegar, 60 grams of soy sauce, and then put some sugar to combine some vinegar. Taste, and finally add cornstarch to make gorgon juice."

Listening to Feng Yifan's explanation of how to fry this dish of vinegared cabbage also gave everyone a better understanding, and found that such a dish is also so particular.

Put the chili section in the hot oil pan first, and then add the garlic slices after the fry has changed color.

Feng Yifan reminded: "You must not scallion and ginger, which will affect the taste of this dish, that is, sliced ​​pepper and garlic are enough."

After stir-frying the aroma, pour the drained cabbage into the pot and stir-fry.

Feng Yifan reminded once again: "The cabbage must be stir-fried until it starts to show a transparent color before it is ready. Then pour the bowl of gorgon juice into the pot. Don't stir it in a hurry, wait for the soup. Bring to a boil slowly, and then stir-fry, so that the juice is evenly coated on each slice of cabbage, and placed on a plate."

After hearing what Feng Yifan said, everyone present was a little surprised.

It may not sound difficult, but every detail is very important, and it is also because of these details that this dish of vinegared cabbage tastes great.

After listening to her son, Lu Cuiling said: "Okay, okay, look at you, it's endless, and let us not eat? Don’t listen to him alone, hurry up and eat more of your hard Dishes, like this meatball, the beef, and the braised fish."

After watching a round, Lu Cuiling pointed to a plate and said: "This is good, everyone eat more of this, roast chicken with chestnuts."

Feng Ruoruo heard her grandma say, and immediately raised her little hand and said, "Grandma, if you want to eat that."

Lu Cuiling immediately took a piece of chicken to her granddaughter.

Feng Ruoruo then pointed to the chestnuts in the pot: "Grandma, Ruoruo wants to eat chestnuts."

Lu Cuiling took another piece of chestnut for her granddaughter and put it in a small bowl and said, "You have a lot of requests for this little thing. Doesn't the chicken taste good? You must eat chestnuts."

Feng Ruoruo scooped up the chestnuts with a small spoon, and slowly chewed the soft chestnuts in his mouth.

The chestnuts have been cooked very soft and waxy, and the chicken soup has been inhaled. They taste really good.

"Hehehe, because chestnuts are delicious, grandma, you can pinch me again."

Lu Cuiling added another piece to her granddaughter, and said: "Chestnuts are delicious, but you can't eat more chestnuts. If you eat too much, your belly will feel uncomfortable."

At this moment, Yue Qihao, who was sitting not far away, was eating the beef in front of him.

Yue Qingsong couldn't help but say, "You can't eat it slower? No one grabbed it with you."

Yue Qihao raised his head and said, "Dad, the beef made by Uncle Feng is delicious. It doesn't stuff your teeth at all. It's not like you did it last time, you can't bite, and the meat is so stuffy."

Yue Qingsong was a little helpless when his son said this: "That's because the beef that Dad bought was not good."

Feng Yifan said at this time: "Qingsong, it's not the beef problem, but your method is wrong. The beef is too old to be cooked, so it will not chew badly and will stuff your teeth."

Then Feng Yifan gave some novels on how to use different parts of beef.

Those parts are suitable for cooking and those parts are not suitable for cooking.

"You must remember that the beef needs to be blanched before stewing, but you must not blanch it with hot water. Put some green onions, ginger, and rice wine in the pot under cold water. Then you must remove the froth in time during the blanching process. , And after it’s opened, add cold water several times to smash it, and then skim the foam."

Feng Yifan talked about these details of cooking, which everyone listened very seriously, and felt that these were hard stuff.

"After skimming the froth, you can add a piece of the aniseed to cook a little bit, and then remove the aniseed, don't keep it in it for cooking."

Feng Yifan explained again: “There is no need to enlarge the ingredients when braising it later.”

The next part of braised braised is not much different from braised in most households~www.readwn.com~Feng Yifan added one last sentence: "If you have a pressure cooker at home, you can actually avoid the stewing process and press it with a pressure cooker. The ones that come out are softer and more delicious."

After listening to Feng Yifan's family version of braised beef, Yue Qingsong really learned it too.

After listening, Yue Qingsong said, "Well, okay, I'll make a note of it. Next time I go home and make it for this stinky kid in my family."

At this time, Yue Qihao suddenly said, "You don't have time to do it. Grandma and mother do it every time. You do it once, and it doesn't taste good."

Being revealed by his son mercilessly also made Yue Qingsong somewhat helpless.

Qi Yan opened her mouth to help her husband excuse: "Haohao, you can't say that about Dad. Your dad has to go out for transportation and delivery. How can he have time to cook for you at home? We have to support dad's work, no dad is working hard outside. Work, how can our family let you eat beef?"

After being taught by his mother, Yue Qihao also bowed his head to admit his mistake to his father beside him.

"Dad, I know, you are working hard. I will definitely study hard in the future and try to get into a good university in the future, and then make money to buy delicious food for you and mom."

Speaking of this, the boy looked at his grandma and said, "There is still grandma."

Hearing what the boy said, Yue Qingsong, his wife and mother were also very moved.

Yue Qingsong touched his son's head and said, "Good boy, Dad has you, and the hard work these years is not in vain."

Seeing this scene, Feng Yifan raised the cup in his hand and said, "Okay, we all respect the Qingsong family and wish our classmate Yue Qihao can achieve his ideal."

Afterwards, everyone toasted together. Feng Ruoruo didn't forget to clink glasses with her brother and said, "Brother Haohao, come on."