Hardcore Chef Dad

Without keeping the dealer's grandfather and grandson waiting for long, Feng Yifan personally brought them the Yifu noodles.

When he saw the face coming up, Zhuang Zhebin instantly felt something different.

Zhuang Daozhong’s Yifu Noodles in Chicken Sauce is topped with shredded mushrooms, shredded chicken, and green vegetables, and the bottom is noodles soaked in clear broth.

The overall look seems a little bland.

But Zhuang Zhebin smelled very fragrant chicken soup the moment the noodles were served.

The clear soup exudes a strong fragrance. Zhuang Zhebin naturally understands that the soup base has been cleaned, but at the same time he has a sense of anticipation for this bowl of noodles.

Zhuang Zhebin looked at his bowl again, there were fried meatballs, heart and liver intestines, dried tofu and fried pork skin, but after stacking such a bowl, the soup underneath was still clear.

Looking at such a bowl, Zhuang Zhebin couldn't help shaking his head.

He knows about Yifu noodles, Yifu noodles are made with first chicken soup and noodles, just to ensure that the noodles have the umami taste of chicken soup.

As for the Yifu noodles with a bowl of chowder in front of him, the toppings are obviously too rich, and it will definitely steal the taste of the noodles.

Zhuang Zhebin was even a little surprised: why did Grandpa let himself have such a bowl of

Zhuang Daozhong could still see what his little great-grandson was thinking, and said with a smile: Such a bowl of mixed Yifu noodles can better reflect Su Ji's cooking skills, and the kung fu in taste must not be sloppy. Try it.

After finishing speaking, Zhuang Daozhong had already started to eat his own noodles.

Yifu noodles in chicken sauce, the most classic method, must ensure that the noodles are fresher than the soup base, but at the same time retain the umami of the soup base, so that it will taste very layered.

Suck.

A big mouthful of noodles mixed with soup base.

Bite the noodles in your mouth, and the umami taste of the noodles bursts out instantly, and at the same time, it is mixed with the fresh and thick chicken soup in your mouth.

This feeling instantly made Zhuang Daozhong narrow his eyes beautifully.

After swallowing it in one gulp, Zhuang Daozhong gave Su Jinrong a thumbs up: Okay, Jinrong, your son-in-law is really good at kung fu, and you haven't lost your Su Ji skills.

Yifu noodles seem simple, but they are hand-rolled noodles with eggs in chicken soup, and then boiled, then fried, and then boiled again, similar to the process of making instant noodles.

But the key point of Yifu noodles is the ratio of chicken soup and noodles, which is the real test of the chef's skill.

Zhuang Daozhong knew very well that this move was the secret of Su Ji not to pass on.

When we participated in the state banquet together, Zhuang Daozhong also wanted to learn, but in the end he still couldn't really grasp the essence.

Now that I ate it again after many years, Zhuang Daozhong really felt very happy.

When Zhuang Zhebin heard his great-grandfather's praise, he dubiously picked up a small amount of chopstick noodles, put it in his mouth and took a bite.

Originally, he was not optimistic about the noodles in his bowl, but after eating such a small bite, Zhuang Zhebin quickly picked up a large ball of noodles again, and gave himself a big mouthful of soup noodles.

After taking a big mouthful this time, Zhuang Zhebin finally tasted the unusualness of such a bowl of noodles.

Obviously the toppings are very rich, but it does not take away the original umami taste of the noodles.

It tastes like noodles that have been boiled and then fried, without losing their strength, and the taste is actually different from instant noodles.

The toppings are fragrant, the noodles are delicious, and the taste that bursts out of the mouth makes Zhuang Zhebin completely unable to stop.

I quickly ate half of the noodles, and only then did I remember the chowder in the bowl. First, I ate a piece of tofu that was full of soup. It was delicious.

Had another fried meatball.

After Zhuang Zhebin took a bite, he spit out the meatball again in an instant.

Gently fiddled with the chopsticks, Zhuang Zhebin couldn't help exclaiming: This fried meatball is actually stuffed.

Picking up the bitten meatballs, he took a sip of the sandwich soup inside, and suddenly a different flavor appeared, which really surprised Zhuang Zhebin.

Seeing the surprise on his great-grandson's face, Zhuang Daozhong asked with a smile, What's the matter, what does this meatball sandwich taste like?

Zhuang Zhebin came back to his senses and looked at his great-grandfather,

It was incredible to say: It tastes like black pepper sauce.

Zhuang Daozhong was also a little surprised: The taste of black pepper sauce

Zhuang Zhebin put the bitten fried meatball back into his mouth, chewed and tasted it carefully. Then he said to his great-grandfather: Grandpa, this deep-fried meatball tastes like black pepper steak. It's amazing.

Hearing what Zhuang Zhebin said, Zhuang Daozhong was also a little surprised, and even wanted to eat a fried meatball.

Zhuang Zhebin didn't stop, and continued to eat the noodles and all kinds of chowder in the bowl, feeling like he couldn't stop at all.

Because everything will bring him a wonderful taste. The chowder has no peculiar smell. It is mixed in the toppings and soup base, and it really complements each other with the noodles. People can't stop eating it.

Finally, after Zhuang Zhebin finished eating such a bowl, Feng Yifan came out to serve others again.

Glancing at Zhuang Zhebin, who had eaten to the bottom of his bowl, he asked with a smile, How is it enough? Do you want to have something else?

Zhuang Zhebin hurriedly turned his head, looked at Feng Yifan and asked, Uncle, how did your meatballs make that kind of sandwich and why does it smell like barbecue?

Feng Yifan replied with a smile: That's very simple, but it's just meat jelly in the center.

Zhuang Zhebin continued to ask: Well, I know how to make fillings. I want to ask, the taste, the sauce of the soup, is really delicious.

Zhuang Zhebin originally wanted to ask the recipe directly, but his great-grandfather took a look at it and immediately realized that he shouldn't ask, so he could only change his mouth and say delicious.

Zhuang Daozhong said with a smile: Yifan, your Yifu noodles are very good. It really is a skill that only Su Ji can have.

Feng Yifan responded with a smile: Thank you Master Uncle Miao Zan, I am just the level that Su Ji's cook should have, not to mention the level of my grandfather's state banquet, even my father's level is still a little bit behind.

Faced with Feng Yifan's modesty, Zhuang Daozhong nodded and said, Well, neither arrogant nor impetuous, Jin Rong, your son-in-law is really a master.

Su Jinrong was naturally smiling, and said to his son-in-law, Give me a plate of meat for my uncle.

Zhuang Daozhong's eyes lit up when he heard this: Oh, Jinrong, Crystal Meat Meat, have you Su Ji still been making it?

Su Jinrong nodded and said, I've been doing it, but I stopped for a while, and when Yifan came back, he did it again.

Zhuang Daozhong laughed immediately, and he had a reminiscence look on his face: Crystal meat, that is a must-have item at the state banquet. Back then, my brother's crystal meat really tasted extraordinary, and it was unanimously praised.

When talking about the time back then, Zhuang Daozhong fell into a state of reminiscence, and his expression was also full of memories.

Feng Yifan didn't stop, turned around and went back to the back kitchen, took out the refrigerated meat from the refrigerator, and quickly put the slices on the plate. Then bring it out and place it in front of Zhuang Daozhong.

Looking at the ruddy crystal meat in front of him, Zhuang Daozhong's eyes couldn't help getting moist, as if seeing the humble and gentle Su Ji chef again.