Hardcore Chef Dad

Child, kid, don't be greedy. After Laba Festival, it's New Year. Laba porridge, drink it for a few days...

Entering the twelfth lunar month, time seems to pass quickly, and the Laba Festival is here in the blink of an eye.

Feng Yifan was naturally prepared in advance and purchased some things for cooking Laba porridge in advance. Some of the things were even made and prepared by himself in advance.

For example, some candied fruits in the Laba porridge were made by Feng Yifan and everyone in the kitchen together to collect fruits in different seasons and make them in advance.

So this morning, when Feng Ruoruo got up and sneaked into his parents' room, he found that his father was no longer in bed.

Seeing that his father was not in bed, Feng Ruoruo hurriedly came out of the house and ran to the kitchen.

Sure enough, dad was busy in the kitchen.

Feng Ruoruo quietly entered the kitchen, crouched and cautiously came up behind his father, suddenly pushed his father from behind, and then shouted with a smile: Ah, good morning, dad.

Feng Yifan actually started paying attention to his daughter's movements when he heard the door to his daughter's room.

So he already knew that his daughter slipped into his room, then came out of the room, and quietly approached behind him.

Feng Yifan, who was well prepared, was naturally not frightened by his daughter.

But he still pretended to be shocked.

Oh, why is it Ruoruo?

Feng Ruoruo saw her father looking frightened and immediately said with a smile: Yes, it's Ruoruo. Dad, don't be afraid.

Feng Yifan turned around and said to his daughter with a smile: Okay, if it's Ruoruo, dad won't be afraid.

Feng Ruoruo quickly turned around and brought over the small bench placed in the corner of the kitchen.

The small bench was set up next to his father, and then Feng Ruoruo stood on the small bench.

Stepping on the small bench, Feng Ruoruo suddenly moved up to the kitchen stove, so that he could see the movements of his father's hands and what his father was cutting on the chopping board.

But what Feng Ruoruo was curious about was what was in the pot on the stove.

She stretched her head and looked around, trying to see what was in the pot.

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There was still her father blocking Feng Ruoruo and the stove, so the little girl stretched her little head, but she couldn't see clearly.

Finally, Feng Ruoruo couldn't help but asked: Dad, what are you cooking?

Feng Yifan smiled, lowered his head and said to his daughter, Dad is cooking Laba porridge.

Feng Ruoruo asked curiously: Laba porridge? What is that?

Feng Yifan continued to explain: Today is the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, so we have Laba porridge today.

Then, Feng Yifan introduced various ingredients in Laba porridge to his daughter.

Red beans, mung beans, red kidney beans, white kidney beans, chicken head rice, millet, glutinous rice, sorghum rice, rice, peanuts, longan, lotus seeds, red dates, walnut kernels, pumpkin seeds, quinoa, chestnuts, raisins.

After hearing her father recite it once, Feng Ruoruo clapped her fingers while listening and counting.

But as she counted, the little girl discovered that there seemed to be more than eight?

Feng Ruoruo quickly asked: Dad, dad, it's not right, it's not right.

Feng Yifan asked strangely: What's wrong?

Feng Ruoruo raised his two little hands and said, Dad, look at how many things there are. Ruoruo has already counted them with both hands. Isn't it eighty-eight porridge? Why are there so many things? It's not eight.

Feng Yifan couldn't help but laugh when he saw his daughter holding up a pair of small hands with a strange expression on her face.

Hahaha, our Ruoruo made a mistake. It's Laba porridge, not eight kinds of porridge. It's called Laba porridge because today is the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, so it's called Laba porridge.

Only then did Feng Ruoruo realize that he had made a mistake. The little girl then asked: Dad, why is today the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month? What exactly is the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month?

Feng Yifan was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he had not explained this to his daughter.

He explained it carefully to his daughter.

The twelfth lunar month is the last month of our previous calendar. In the past, our own calendar used to calculate time based on the moon, so it is different from the sun we use to calculate time now. The twelfth lunar month is equivalent to December. .”

Feng Ruoruo immediately said, Dad, December has passed.

Feng Yifan smiled and nodded: Yes, December has passed, but if we use the moon to calculate time, December has not passed yet. We have only entered the December of the moon.

Then, Feng Yifan opened the lid of the pot and poured a small bowl of cold water into it.

While pouring water, he said to his daughter: The eighth day of the lunar month is the eighth day of this month.

Feng Ruoruo watched her father pour cold water into the pot, and asked strangely: Dad, why do you pour cold water into the pot? It's already cooked, but if you pour cold water, doesn't it mean you can't eat it again?

Feng Yifan smiled and said: Because it's not cooked yet, pour in cold water. Use the cold and hot water to collide with each other. This will make it easier for the beans cooked inside to be cooked.

Feng Ruoruo watched her father add cold water to the pot every once in a while.

Until Dad scooped up the beans in the pot with a spoon and saw that the beans had bloomed, Dad put other things in batches.

First is the chicken head rice, and then the kidney beans are put in.

Later, various things were put into the pot one after another.

Until the pot is filled to the brim with all kinds of things.

Yeah, Dad, there are so many.

Feng Yifan smiled and said, Yes, there are a lot of things. Once these are cooked, everyone should eat them together. If you want to eat them, grandpa and grandma will have to eat them, and my mother will also have to eat them.

Feng Ruoruo immediately added: There is also dad, dad also wants to eat together.

Feng Yifan said: Yes, dad also wants to eat together.

Because Laba porridge was already very rich, Feng Yifan did not prepare other staple foods this morning. Instead, he prepared some side dishes and some cut candied fruits for his family to eat when they drank porridge.

When the porridge was almost cooked, everyone in the family got up one after another.

Finally, Su Ruoxi got up and saw the father and daughter in the kitchen, and then saw their daughter with disheveled hair and wearing pajamas.

Su Ruoxi asked tentatively: Ruoruo, haven't you brushed your teeth and washed your face when you got up?

When her mother said this, Feng Ruoruo suddenly woke up.

Yeah, I forgot about it.

Su Ruoxi said dumbfounded: Then you are still over there joining in the fun with your father? Come over quickly and brush your teeth, wash your face, and comb your hair. You look like a little lunatic so early in the morning.

Grandma still felt more sorry for her little granddaughter. She took the initiative to walk to the kitchen door and said, Okay, come on, grandma will take Ruoruo there.

Feng Ruoruo came out of the kitchen and said to her grandma with a smile: It's okay, Ruoruo can go by yourself.

After saying that, Feng Ruoruo quickly brushed his teeth and washed his face.

Seeing Feng Ruoruo brushing his teeth and washing his face, the whole family was all smiles.

At this time, Su Jinrong, who was standing outside the restaurant door, smelled the aroma coming from the kitchen and said, Oh? Did you eat porridge this morning?

Feng Ruoruo was brushing her teeth in the living room bathroom. When she heard her grandfather's words, she immediately poked her head out of the bathroom.

Grandpa, dad said it's Laba Festival and we want to eat Laba porridge.

Seeing her daughter come out to answer the conversation with her mouth full of foam, Su Ruoxi said helplessly: Feng Ruoruo, can you brush your teeth well? Don't always rush to answer the conversation.

Feng Ruoruo was told by her mother and quickly retreated to the bathroom to brush her teeth carefully.

This time, the little girl was very serious and quickly brushed her teeth, then asked her grandma to help wash her face, and asked her grandma to braid her hair after she came out.

After Feng Ruoruo had packed everything, Feng Yifan's laba porridge, various side dishes, and preserves were also ready.

Okay, you can eat.

Feng Ruoruo immediately waved her little hands, calling to her grandparents, grandpa and mother, saying: Hurry up, let's go to eat quickly. Dad cooked Laba porridge, there are many, many things.

After being greeted by Feng Ruoruo, everyone entered the restaurant together and watched Feng Yifan bring out the things.

First, dishes of various side dishes and preserves are placed.

The side dishes and preserves were specially pickled by Feng Yifan and his father-in-law.

Especially for candied fruits, Feng Yifan also specially bought high-quality honey, and marinated the sweet-scented osmanthus picked before in it, and then honeyed it to make various preserved fruits.

In this way, the candied fruit will have a light osmanthus fragrance.

Just such a small dish has already made everyone in the family excited.

Finally, Feng Yifan brought out the highlight of the day, which was Laba porridge.

Here you go, sticky Laba porridge.

Feng Ruoruo was already impatient, waving her little hands and cheering: Great, Laba porridge is here, Laba porridge is here.

Watching Feng Yifan put it down, the whole family also looked over.

Smelling the aroma and seeing the Laba porridge in the big bowl, the whole family felt great.

Su Jinrong smiled and said, It's really good. Yifan cooked the porridge very well today. It's sticky and the contents are very solid.

Feng Yifan said: This version was made by an old chef of a Chinese restaurant when I was abroad. During the Laba Festival, it would be distributed in Chinatown to many Chinese who could not go home abroad.

Lu Cuiling looked at it and said, Oh, the things inside are really solid. There seem to be more than eight items.

Feng Ruoruo heard her grandma's words and immediately explained to her.

Grandma, grandma, listen to Ruoruo tell you.

Lu Cuiling also turned to look at her little granddaughter.

Feng Ruoruo took her grandma's hand and said seriously: Grandma, Laba porridge is not eight things. Laba porridge is called Laba porridge because it is eaten on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month. And grandma, do you know? The twelfth lunar month is based on the moon. Calculating time in December, the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month is the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month.

Lu Cuiling listened very seriously to her granddaughter, explaining everything to herself like a little teacher for a long time.

That little look was really funny and made Lu Cuiling laugh non-stop.

Oh, our Ruoruo knows a lot.

Feng Ruoruo said with a smile: Dad told Ruoruo.

Feng Yifan had already served the porridge for everyone and said to everyone: Okay, let's start eating quickly. Let's try and see how it tastes. If you don't think it's sweet, you can add sugar yourself. If you think it tastes good, today We cook a pot in Suji and serve it to the guests.

Feng Ruoruo listened to her father's words and immediately said: Dad, if you want to put some sugar in, then.

Su Ruoxi said to her daughter: You taste it first. If you don't think it's sweet, we'll add more sugar.

Feng Ruoruo pursed her lips and said, Mom, you always need to add sugar to your porridge.

Su Ruoxi said: How come, the preserved egg and lean meat porridge that dad made before didn't contain sugar?

Feng Ruoruo said: That one is different. There are many things in this one, and sugar needs to be added.

Su Ruoxi added: Then try it and see if it's not sweet before adding it.

Feng Ruoruo was still reluctant: No, give Ruoruo some candy first.

As a result, the mother and daughter were entangled for a while, but grandma came forward to solve the problem.

Oh, okay, okay, don't argue with mom. Grandma will put some candied fruit in it for you. It will be very sweet. Let's try it first.

With the coordination of her grandma, Feng Ruoruo finally agreed.

Then, grandma put some candied fruits in a small bowl and mixed them well for her granddaughter.

Feng Ruoruo then started to scoop out the food with a small spoon.

As soon as he ate it, Feng Ruoruo immediately said, Ah, it's so sweet.

Su Ruoxi said: Look, mom told you to taste it first, but you have to put sugar in it. Isn't it very sweet when unfolded?

Feng Ruoruo said with a smile: That's because grandma put Mimi in it.

Seeing her daughter's look, Su Ruoxi felt a little helpless: You little thing, are you more and more capable of making trouble with your mother now, aren't you?

Grandma quickly said: Hurry up and apologize to mom, otherwise mom will be angry.

As a result, Feng Ruoruo said: Mom is a stingy bag.

When Su Ruoxi heard her daughter say this, she was so angry that she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Lu Cuiling said to her granddaughter again: You can't say that to mom. Mom will be angry and won't take Ruoruo to play with her in the future.

Su Ruoxi stared at her daughter with a smile and said, You said mom is stingy, well, mom won't let you go give out snacks to everyone today, so just stay by mom's side.

Sure enough, this trick was very useful to Feng Ruoruo.

The little girl quickly apologized to her mother.

Mom, I'm sorry. Mom is not a stingy one. Ruoruo is a stingy one. Mom, please don't let Ruoruo give out snacks. Mom, I'm sorry.

Seeing her daughter's pleading look, Su Ruoxi felt very satisfied.

She did not respond to her daughter, but proudly ate spoonfuls of porridge.

This naturally made Feng Ruoruo very anxious, and the little girl began to beg her mother non-stop.

On this morning, the little quarrel between mother and daughter also made the whole family feel happy.

Su Ruoxi also endured it for a while, but soon she couldn't hold it any longer, so she could only smile and say to her daughter: Hahaha, okay, okay, mom, don't be angry, you eat quickly, otherwise it won't taste good if it gets cold.

Seeing his mother smiling at him, Feng Ruoruo knew that her mother was not angry and was eating the porridge seriously with a small spoon.

This morning, the whole family felt warm after eating a bowl of Laba porridge.

After breakfast, everyone packed up and left home together to go to Su Kee.