Hardcore Chef Dad

In Su Ji's back kitchen, Feng Yifan had a small pot, and he tried again and again, using some ingredients at hand, to adjust the taste.

At this moment, in the eyes of his father-in-law Su Jinrong, Feng Yifan, who was standing in front of the stove, really looked like a craftsman. There was no dazzling cook, but only the ultimate pursuit of taste.

In a short period of time, Feng Yifan has carried out many flavor adjustments and tried several kinds of blending.

Just in terms of taste, I still feel that the soup is lacking so much.

After Su Jinrong tasted it, he actually felt that it seemed to be lacking, but Su Jinrong could not give much opinion.

In many cases, the taste is relatively a little metaphysics, and everyone's feelings about the taste may be slightly biased, but if you really want to achieve the ultimate taste, you can't just add it according to the dosage.

The heat, the time of adding the seasoning, and certain changes in the cooking process and the ingredients.

It's really a subtle change at every step that can lead to some unpredictable shifts in taste.

After many attempts, Feng Yifan suddenly seemed to have found the crux of the problem.

Instead of simply preparing the soup, he brought a piece of tofu, and also found green vegetables and shiitake mushrooms.

Then, I opened the knife I brought back from abroad, selected a sharp kitchen knife from it, and performed some fine grinding on the blade.

Put the tofu on the cutting board, put a pot of water next to it, first dip the blade in the water, bring out the knife, and start preparing to cut the tofu with the water.

The knife work of Vance Tofu is a professional technique. When cutting, it needs to be fast and steady, using a reverse knife method, and at the same time, it is necessary to keep adding water to the blade, so as to ensure that the tofu will not stick to the blade.

Feng Yifan has not shredded tofu for many years, and the moment the blade cuts it, it must be said that he still feels unfamiliar.

Especially the rhythm, Feng Yifan did not grasp at the beginning, so the tofu was not well cut at the beginning.

However, as I gradually found a sense of rhythm, the next cuts should gradually become smoother.

Although there is no way to achieve the ultimate knife work, it can be considered to be able to cut shredded tofu.

In the end, Feng Yifan only cut out a small piece of tofu for a small piece of tofu, and it was not as thin as a cow's hair.

However, Feng Yifan did not continue to pursue, and then he cut shredded green cabbage and shredded mushrooms equally well.

Set the fire and sit in the pot, prepare the soup, put in various seasonings, and then Feng Yifan put the shredded tofu in it.

Next, use a spoon to slowly rotate on the surface of the soup, and use the centrifugal force of the spoon to rotate the soup to smudge the shredded tofu, shredded green cabbage, and shredded shiitake mushrooms like an ink version, and complete the dish while turning.

I have to say, just looking at the entire production process, I am afraid everyone can't help but exclaim.

The art of this dish is really high.

Of course, since it is a dish, the color, shape and meaning are one aspect. The key is to look at the aroma and taste, especially the flavor is the focus of a dish.

Feng Yifan poured out the cooked Wensi tofu, then divided it into two small cups, and brought it to his father-in-law.

Su Jinrong glanced at it, and in the clear soup, delicate shredded tofu, shredded green cabbage, and shredded mushrooms were scattered. To his satisfaction, his son-in-law changed the shredded green cabbage and shredded mushrooms to the same thickness when the shredded tofu could not be cut so finely.

This is still very important, and it is related to the final effect of the whole dish.

Feng Yifan scooped it out with a spoon and gently blew it around his mouth. After cooling down a bit, he slowly handed it to his father-in-law's mouth: Dad, try it.

Su Jinrong opened his mouth and asked his son-in-law to feed the soup from the spoon.

When the soup slowly spreads on the tip of the tongue, the taste of this soup is really different this time.

In the original broth seasoning, there are more layers, the mixed taste of tofu, green vegetables, mushrooms and the soup produces a full and complex taste in the mouth.

There is no taste stimulation in it, and there is no strong and colorful taste, just like a landscape painting. It's just so beautiful, it makes people want to take the first sip and want to take the second sip.

Su Jinrong continued to open his mouth. When Feng Yifan saw this, he naturally continued to feed the second mouth, then the third mouth, until the Wensi tofu in the small cup was finished.

After eating, Su Jinrong smacked his mouth and thought about it for a while, and the smile on his face gradually bloomed.

good to eat.

After getting the approval of his father-in-law, Feng Yifan brought another small cup over, and then ate it himself.

After eating the other small cup by himself, Feng Yifan also smiled with satisfaction, this time the taste was finally satisfactory.

When I was a little proud in my heart, my father-in-law suddenly said, Knife craftsman, you need to practice.

Hearing his father-in-law's words, Feng Yifan put away his smugness, and said helplessly, Okay dad, I will practice. It's been a long time since I cut it, so I gave birth to too many hands.

Su Jinrong glanced at the chopping board, where most of the tofu was cut into waste.

From a square piece of tofu, Feng Yifan finally only cut out a small amount of shredded tofu, and it did not meet the requirements of being as thin as a cow's hair.

Su Jinrong thought to himself, if this happened at the time of his father, he would probably be punished by his father to practice for a few hours a day, right?

Inadvertently, Su Jinrong recalled some things in the past. When his father was in his prime, Su Ji was very prosperous, a group of brothers and sisters in the back kitchen were busy, and his sister was the little princess in everyone's eyes.

It's just that I don't know since when, the slightly shy little sister who always likes to quietly walk into the kitchen to play has changed.

Thinking about it, Su Jinrong remembered some scenes on the day of his stroke.

The younger sister led a group of people back, and after entering the door, she rudely accused Su Jinrong, the elder brother. I feel that my brother did not carry forward Su Ji and sticks to the small restaurant, so he is no longer worthy of the old plaque of Su Ji.

From Su Jinrong's point of view at the time, he was indeed very angry. If it wasn't for the separation of his sister, Su Ji, why would he miss the opportunity to promote it?

Later, the opportunity appeared in front of him, and Su Jinrong had to give up the opportunity because of his father's serious illness.

The younger sister came back suddenly, and those words once again aroused Su Jinrong's fighting spirit that had been silent for many years, but after all, time was not forgiving.

The defeat to the young cook brought by his sister was a big blow to Su Jinrong at that time.

But in fact, Su Jinrong at that time was not annoyed by his sister's actions, but fell into a deep self-blame, a kind of guilt for the ancestral old plaque, intertwined with shame and anger, and he had a sudden cerebral congestion and stroke under complex emotions.

Now, Su Jinrong watched his son-in-law in the back kitchen, willing to work hard for the taste, and to be able to make a taste that satisfied him.

Su Jinrong is a little thankful to his sister. It was the encouragement of her coming back aggressively, which made him rekindle his fighting spirit again. He had the idea of ​​​​making the dishes better and continuing to pursue the ultimate taste.

So, no matter what, he, Su Jinrong, can't lose, and he wants to defeat his sister with his son-in-law, so that the old taste of Su Ji can be reproduced.

After Su Jinrong made up his mind, Feng Yifan finished cleaning up the kitchen, and there was a shout from Feng Ruoruo in front of him.

Grandpa, Dad, where are you? Ruoruo is back, come out and see Ruoruo.

Hearing the granddaughter's cry, Su Jinrong's high fighting spirit subsided, and a smile was put on his face again. Some couldn't wait to leave the back kitchen and wanted to meet the granddaughter who came back from kindergarten.

Feng Yifan arranged all the things, walked over and pushed his father-in-law's wheelchair, walked out of the back kitchen together, and greeted his daughter who came back.