Hardcore Chef Dad

Hearing Feng Yifan saying that he wanted to make candy for his daughter, Su Ruoxi and Feng Ruoruo both turned their heads and looked at him in surprise.

Then, the mother and daughter both showed suspicious expressions at the same time, and they looked almost exactly the same, and they didn't believe that Feng Yifan could make any kind of candy as a cook.

Facing the questioning eyes of the mother and daughter, Feng Yifan said seriously: I promise, it will not be worse than the one bought.

After speaking, Feng Yifan pointed to the back kitchen and said, Also, among the kitchen utensils I bought, there are actually ones that are suitable for making sugar.

When Su Ruoxi heard this, she thought about the kitchen utensils in the back kitchen, but she wanted Feng Yifan to try it.

However, her daughter Feng Ruoruo said first, No, if you promise to share it with kindergarten children, what if you don't look good and don't taste good, what if the children don't like it?

In fact, the fact that Feng Ruoruo brought candy to the kindergarten was a special arrangement by the kindergarten teacher.

The purpose is to cultivate children in kindergarten to know how to share.

Therefore, the children in Feng Ruoruo's kindergarten class must bring candy to share every day, and it must be the candy they like to eat.

Feng Ruoruo originally came back yesterday and should tell her mother about it, but because a lot of things happened yesterday, the little girl forgot about it, and now she is a little flustered when she thinks about it.

It's not that the little girl doesn't like what her father does by herself, but she is worried that she doesn't like what her father does by herself, and the children in kindergarten don't like it either.

Feng Yifan thought about it for a while, and said very seriously: Dad promises that he will make great candy. If Dad doesn't do well, then Dad is willing to accept any punishment from Feng Ruoruo, okay?

The father and daughter looked at each other like this, but for a while there was a stalemate, and Feng Ruoruo was also very hesitant in his heart.

After eating her father's breakfast, the little girl actually looked forward to the candy her father made.

But because she wanted to share it with kindergarten children, Feng Ruoruo was worried that the children would not like it, and that would be very bad.

When the father and daughter were at a stalemate, Su Jinrong suddenly said hard, Let, Dad, try it, Ruoruo.

When Su Ruoxi heard her father's words, she thought for a while and said, Ruoruo, let's go to the kindergarten first, and my mother will tell the teacher that she will send you candy before noon.

We let Dad make it first, and then Mom also buys you your usual favorite fruit candy.

If your father does a bad job, your mother will give you fruit candies, and if your father does a good job, then let your father give it to you, okay?

After listening to her mother's words, Feng Ruoruo felt that her mother's method was very good: Mom's method is good, that's good.

Carrying the small schoolbag in her mother's hand, Feng Ruoruo turned around and walked back to her father before going out, and said very seriously, You have to work hard, if Ruoruo believes you can make delicious candy.

Feng Yifan did not expect that his daughter had already rejected the candy he made and sent it to the kindergarten, but she even cheered him on.

Seeing his daughter's serious face, Feng Yifan felt warm in his heart, knowing that his daughter was still very supportive of his father.

Feng Yifan raised his fist and made a powerful gesture to his daughter: Okay, thank you Ruoruo for your support, Dad will definitely work hard and make candy that Ruoruo and Ruoruo kindergarten children like, and he will definitely do it very well. pretty.

When Feng Ruoruo heard his father's promise, he nodded like a little adult, and then ran to his grandfather's side to say goodbye to him. He walked over and took his mother's hand, waved his little hand with his grandfather's father, and went out with his mother.

After the mother and daughter both left, Su Jinrong turned to look at her son-in-law, and tried to spit out a few words: Do, what, sugar?

Feng Yifan looked at his father-in-law's eyes, and saw that his father-in-law had a little doubt about him.

Then Feng Yifan replied with a smile: Let's make a fruit-flavored marshmallow,

Kids should love it.

Su Jinrong was really surprised when he heard it. He never thought that his son-in-law would not only cook, but also candy after returning from abroad.

Seeing that his father-in-law was surprised, Feng Yifan simply walked over to push his father-in-law and walked to the back kitchen together. I plan to show my true strength in front of my father-in-law.

Su Jinrong didn't speak, and quietly asked his son-in-law to push him into the kitchen. He really wanted to see how his son-in-law made marshmallows.

After entering the back kitchen, Su Jinrong was surprised to find that there were a lot of new kitchen utensils in the back kitchen. There are many things that the elderly don't even know.

After scanning around, Su Jinrong looked at the various ingredients he bought, and finally fixed his eyes on the few channel catfish.

After carefully looking at a few channel catfish, Su Jinrong said with a crooked mouth, Yes, wild.

Hearing this, Feng Yifan turned his head and glanced at it. He smiled at his father-in-law and said, Dad, you really have good eyesight, and I picked up a cheap one today. These pieces are only 60 pounds per pound.

Su Jinrong nodded, agreeing with his son-in-law's eyesight.

Next, Su Jinrong watched his son-in-law get busy.

The first is to reassemble all the kitchen utensils that have been cleaned and retorted and sterilized.

The first thing Feng Yifan did was freshly squeezed juice.

All kinds of fresh fruits were squeezed into colorful juices, and Feng Yifan put them into measuring cups one by one.

Su Jinrong watched his son-in-law busy. At this moment, he felt that his son-in-law was not a cook, but a chemistry expert in a laboratory.

It can be said that every raw material used by Feng Yifan has been carefully weighed and proportioned, which is really meticulous.

After the juice was squeezed and filtered and put aside, Feng Yifan was busy preparing other things.

From the various auxiliary materials I bought, I found gelatin sheets, took out a few sheets, soaked them in cold water, and put them in the refrigerator in the back kitchen.

After that, Feng Yifan disassembled the cornstarch again, poured a large bag directly into a dry wok, and slowly fry the cornstarch slightly until it had some slight fragrance.

Su Jinrong looked at his son-in-law's familiar technique, and couldn't help guessing in his heart, what did his son-in-law learn and do abroad in the past five years?

After all, Su Jinrong is a traditional chef, and he is actually very unfamiliar with the various things Feng Yifan has come up with today.

The various processing processes that followed made Su Jinrong even more shocked. The use of many utensils really turned the back kitchen into a scientific laboratory in Su Jinrong's view.

What professional egg beater, and a very professional thermometer to measure the temperature of the syrup.

From Su Jinrong's point of view, all this shows a more professional attitude, but there is another part of cooking temperature.

Feng Yifan uses fruit juice to make syrup, so he needs to determine the dosage very accurately before every boil.

How much juice, how much syrup, how much sugar, are all very strict dosages.

It can be said that this is really Su Jinrong's cooking for most of his life, and it is the first time he has seen someone cook it in such a precise way.

After being busy for a long time, Feng Yifan finally prepared all the raw materials. Spread the sautéed cornstarch on a large metal tray and place the whipped creamy icing into a piping bag.

Just as she was about to move on to the next step, Su Ruoxi pushed the door in from the outside.

Seeing that Su Ruoxi's cheeks were flushed and panting, it was obvious that she ran all the way back.

After gasping for a while, Su Ruoxi said anxiously, Huh, it's too early, I didn't buy candy for Ruoruo, what should I do?

Feng Yifan smiled and picked up a piping bag filled with candy paste: It's okay, the candy I made for my daughter will be ready soon.