Hardcore Chef Dad

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At lunch, Feng Yifan went to the next door to call everyone over, and then set up two tables in Su Ji, and everyone sat down to eat together.

Ning Guang finally met his brother while eating.

He can't wait to ask in a low voice how his brother is here? Have you been bullied? Did Uncle Yifan teach him something seriously?

Looking at Ning Guang's appearance, he did not look like his younger brother, but rather like Ning Cheng's parent.

Ning Cheng listened to his brother’s question and smiled and said, “I’m pretty good here. I have learned a lot. Master takes care of me very much. There are also two seniors and some other people who are very good at me. Take care of me, don't think about it, no one will bully me."

Ning Guang was still a little worried: "Brother, if it doesn't work here, you can go back with me."

Ning Cheng shook his head: "No, I won't go back. Since I'm here, of course I have to study hard."

Ning Guang asked again: "Brother, do you plan to stay here after you finish your studies?"

Ning Cheng said with a serious face: "Where can I learn well? If you really want to become a chef like Master, let alone one or two years, or even three or five years, you may not be able to learn well."

Ning Guang felt that his brother was a bit exaggerated: "Brother, isn't it?"

Ning Cheng said seriously: "Photon, let me tell you, don’t underestimate cooking. In our house, that’s just cooking. But here, it’s called cooking. Cooking is a very powerful subject. A lot of things to learn.

Do you know a word in the kitchen? Three years of knives, five years of heat, the taste of a lifetime.

If you really want to be a top chef, you don't want to be immersed in it for a lifetime, and it is impossible to achieve master's achievements. "

Ning Guang couldn't help but said, "But brother, Uncle Yifan is not too old?"

Ning Cheng understood what his younger brother meant, and Feng Yifan was not even older than his two brothers' parents in terms of age.

Ning Cheng said with a serious face: "Although Uncle Yifan is not very old, you have to understand that since Uncle Yifan came to Su Ji at the age of eighteen, he has devoted all his time and energy for more than ten years. In cooking.

If you listen to me now, you shouldn't have any real feelings. When you see those dishes of Uncle Yifan tonight, you will understand. "

The two brothers were whispering, Feng Jiandong said over there, "Well, what are you two brothers talking about? Let's eat quickly."

Su Jinrong also said: "What's the matter? It's not because your uncle Yifan did not make this lunch today, so you dislike my grandfather's craftsmanship, right?"

Feng Ruoruo immediately said, "Grandpa's dishes are also delicious."

Su Jinrong heard the words of his granddaughter and laughed happily: "Yes, if our family can eat, you are welcome, try it, I haven’t cooked for a long time, and today’s hands are indeed raw. Let’s take a look at the taste. how is it?"

After Su Jinrong greeted everyone, everyone was no longer polite and took up chopsticks to eat.

Of course, Catherine, Hans, and Tom are not used to using chopsticks, and forks and spoons are specially prepared for them.

After tasting Su Jinrong's dishes, everyone was full of praise instantly.

Shi Jiahui said: "Uncle Master, your craftsmanship has not degraded at all? The cooking is still so good."

Su Ruoxi also said, "Yes, Dad, what you cooked is really delicious."

Feng Ruoruo raised the small spoon in his hand and shouted, "Grandpa's dishes are delicious."

Ning Cheng was also a little surprised: "Master, your braised pork is really delicious."

Catherine, Hans, and Tom were also full of praise for Su Jinrong’s dishes. It was the first time for the three foreigners to eat Su Jinrong’s own dishes. This was the first time they had eaten authentic Chinese dishes.

Three foreigners discovered that the taste of Chinese cuisine is really very diverse.

The sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty, really intertwined with various flavors, can draw a very delicious picture on the tongue.

Catherine sighed: "The seasoning is still great for Chinese food."

This is true. Western food pays more attention to the original taste of the ingredients, and often requires top-quality ingredients. The cooking techniques are relatively simple. More importantly, the ingredients themselves need to be good enough to make the dishes delicious.

But Chinese food is completely different.

Chinese food emphasizes a process of turning decay into a miracle.

A seemingly unpretentious ingredient, a Chinese chef can turn it into a delicacy through seasoning.

At this point, it is enough to see the ability of a Chinese chef.

Su Jinrong heard everyone's praise and tasted a few dishes by himself.

After the taste, the old man shook his head and smiled bitterly and said: "You kids, you know how to make me happy. Where are these dishes as good as you said? This braised pork is obviously a little bit heavier in salt, and there is also this vegetable and fresh fried water. too much……"

Su Jinrong also pointed out all the questions he cooked one by one.

Feng Yifan heard his father-in-law point out the problem and couldn’t help laughing and saying, “Dad, you don’t need to be so serious. Your body has just recovered and has not fully recovered. It’s great to be able to do this. We will work harder and believe that it will become more and more it is good."

Su Jinrong is also more optimistic: "It doesn't matter, since I did it, I am not afraid of criticism."

Feng Jiandong said: "That's right, Lao Su has a good mentality. When he recovers, my brothers and I will have a good drink."

Su Jinrong suddenly came to the spirit: "Actually, now I can also drink two sips."

Su Ruoxi said immediately: "No."

Feng Jiandong laughed when he heard the words: "Hahaha, it's better to listen to your daughter, don't drink it now, when you completely recover, our brothers find a chance to drink two glasses."

When Su Jinrong saw her daughter staring, he could only admit: "Okay, don't drink, don't drink."

Feng Ruoruo was a little strange, pulling her mother and asking: "Mom, what do grandpa and grandpa want to drink?"

Su Ruoxi replied to her daughter: "Grandpa and grandpa are going to drink."

Feng Ruoruo suddenly yelled: "Oh, no, grandpa and grandpa can't drink. Dad doesn't drink alcohol now. Grandpa and grandpa, you are not allowed to drink. If you drink, if you are not happy."

When the two elders heard this, they couldn't help but laugh bitterly: "Well, listen to it, don't drink it."

All the people present couldn't help but laugh.

When facing Feng Ruoruo, the two elders were still relatively indulgent and did not dare not listen to Feng Ruoruo's words.

Everyone ate happily after such a lunch.

When packing up things after the meal, Feng Yifan said to everyone in the restaurant: "After lunch, everyone should go back and have a good rest. Ning Cheng, you can take your brother to play, but remember not to run too far, and you are not too tired. , Remember to come back this afternoon."

Ning Cheng said quickly, "Master, I won't go out either."

Feng Yifan said: "It's okay, it's not easy for Ning Guang to come here, you take him to play, as long as you don't go too far."

Speaking of this, Feng Yifan asked Han Wenwen and Yue Qihao again: "Are you going to go together?"

Feng Ruoruo raised her little hand and said, "Dad, there is Ruoruo."

But just after speaking, the little girl couldn't help yawning.

Feng Yifan saw his daughter look like, and said with a smile: "You don't want to go, you have to go home and take a nap. If you don't obediently take a nap, you will lose energy in the afternoon, and you may not be able to eat the delicious food in Dad's Western Restaurant at night Oh."

When Feng Ruoruo heard his father say this, he naturally said immediately: "Well, I'll go home and sleep."

Han Wenwen and Yue Qihao also said that they don't want to go out to play, they can take a rest at home, read a book, or sleep for a while.

Qi Yan also said: "Yes, Ning Cheng and Ning Guang are in good spirits, so you can go to have fun. Wenwen and Haohao are young, so they don’t go. Take a good rest. You can go again after you have a nap. play for fun."

Feng Yifan thought for a while and said, "Well, that's okay, or else Ning Cheng and Ning Guang will wait for everyone to get up for a nap and go together."

Ning Cheng nodded and agreed: "Okay, it's all right."

Seeing his brother agreed, Ning Guang naturally agreed.

Afterwards, everyone cleaned up Su Ji's back kitchen, and went back to their respective residences to take a nap.

Originally, Feng Ruoruo was taking a nap at home, but he wanted to sleep until three o'clock in the afternoon.

But today, Feng Yifan sneaked into his daughter's room at about 1:30 in the afternoon after the rest of the family was resting, gently waking up her daughter.

Feng Ruoruo seemed to have made an appointment with his father, and heard his father call him to wake up soon.

Seeing the father by the bed, the little girl immediately got up and asked with a quiet smile: "Dad, are we going now?"

Feng Yifan smiled and nodded: "Yes, we are going now."

Feng Ruoruo quickly started putting on clothes, ready to go out with his father.

The father and daughter changed their clothes and quietly changed their shoes at the door, trying not to disturb some people sleeping in the living room. The father and daughter came out of the house lightly.

After taking the elevator downstairs, Feng Ruoruo took her father's hand and walked happily in the community.

"Dad, what are we going to do for mom?"

Feng Yifan responded to her daughter with a smile: "We are going to make a great dessert for mother, and then we will make a beautiful cake for mother."

Feng Ruoruo immediately opened her arms and said, "If you want a big one, make a big cake for your mother."

Seeing her daughter's two little hands open and gesture, Feng Yifan smiled and promised: "Okay, make a big cake."

Feng Ruoruo was very happy, holding his father's hand along the way, jumping around in the community.

The father and daughter walked out of the community, after crossing the road, they still entered Suji from the alley behind the old street.

After entering the door, Feng Ruoruo couldn't wait, her little hand couldn't help but began to wave, as if she wanted to start doing it quickly.

"Dad, let's start quickly."

Feng Yifan smiled and said: "Don't worry, we have to do it step by step, first of all? We need to get things ready."

Feng Ruoruo followed her father like a little tail, watching him take out various things.

Among them are flour, butter, milk, and eggs.

There are also a few red things like radishes with leaves on them.

There are also some roses, which look very beautiful.

Feng Ruoruo stretched out her little hand and said, "Dad, you bought flowers for mom."

Feng Yifan stopped her daughter's little hand and said, "You can't touch it now, this flower is edible, we need to use this to make a dish for mother."

Feng Ruoruo's eyes widened, somewhat inconceivable: "Can you eat flowers?"

Feng Yifan nodded: "Yes, my father asked Uncle Yue to find this for help."

Feng Ruoruo asked again: "Do you want to give this flower to your mother?"

Feng Yifan shook his head: "No, we are going to use this flower and pair it with other things to make a beautiful dish, and then give it to mother to eat."

Then Feng Yifan led her daughter to put on an apron, put a small hat on her daughter, and seriously washed her hands with her.

After returning, Feng Yifan first dealt with the things that looked like carrots.

Feng Ruoruo asked again: "Dad, what is this?"

Feng Yifan replied immediately: "This is called beet. The sugar we eat is processed from this. Today, we will use this to cook for our mother."

Feng Ruoruo nodded as if he knew how to do it, and leaned close to his father, watching his father wash, and followed his father to peel the stems.

Then he watched his father use a knife to cut the beets into very thin slices.

Then, Feng Yifan took her daughter to wash the rose petals together.

Holding her daughter together, he put the rose petals into the cooking machine and smashed them.

After mashing, Feng Yifan took his daughter’s hand again, mashed the rose petals, added sugar and simmered them, then cut them into thin slices and soaked the beet slices into it.

When it was time to get it out, Feng Yifan let his daughter smell it: "Isn't it fragrant?"

Feng Ruoruo leaned close and smelled it carefully and said, "Ah, father is so fragrant, it smells like flowers."

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Well, that's all right. Next, we will spread them on the baking tray, and then put heavy objects on them. Well, remember to apply some oil to prevent them from sticking and not taking them off. And finally put it in the oven."

The roasting of beets is not about roasting beet slices into crispy potato chips.

Just roast the edges to be relatively dry.

After baking, Feng Yifan took it out and quickly placed it on the iron shelf to let it cool.

During this process, Feng Yifan took his daughter to whip the cream together, mix it with the butter and flour to make a cake batter.

Feng Ruoruo was really happy because her father allowed her to do it with his hands.

When the little girl used her hands to help her father mix together, she was really very happy and found it very fun.

In her excitement, the little girl didn't even pay attention to the batter on her hands. As a result, she flicked her hand and swept the batter everywhere, even on herself and on her father's face.

In desperation, Feng Yifan led her daughter to wash her hands and face again.

After returning to ~www.readwn.com~ the beet slices were almost cool. Feng Yifan cut the slices into two, stacked them one by one, and then rolled them up.

Just rolled up in a semicircular shape, and after standing up, it turns into a flower.

When Feng Ruoruo saw what his father had done, he patted his hands and said with excitement: "It's great, dad, you made flowers."

Feng Yifan smiled and placed beet roses on a plate.

"Well, this one, we will do it for now. Let's put it in the refrigerator and give it to mom at night. Then we will continue to make cakes, ok?"

Feng Ruoruo nodded and agreed: "Okay."

The father and daughter continued to make the cake, and the little girl's laughter echoed in Su Ji's back kitchen from time to time.

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