Hardcore Chef Dad

After a long absence, it is still an old-fashioned kitchen with deep memories. The stove and various kitchen utensils have been polished.

Feng Yifan still remembered the first lesson his father-in-law taught him when he was an apprentice with his father-in-law.

As a good cook, you must first love your kitchen, so you must keep the kitchen clean and tidy. If you can't even wipe the stove, you can't be called a qualified chef.

After so many years, my father-in-law still insists that the kitchen is always very clean and tidy.

According to his memory, Feng Yifan came to the storage cabinet in the kitchen and opened the storage cabinet to see all kinds of fresh ingredients inside.

Obviously, even now that my father-in-law is not in good health, it is still necessary to ensure that the ingredients are fresh enough.

Just as he remembered, my father-in-law was always a good cook who was meticulous in cooking.

After being stunned for a while, Feng Yifan also quickly began to prepare.

Sansi, that is, buckle Sansi, a dish that tests knife skills very much, and it was also what Feng Yifan often practiced when he was an apprentice.

Although it is reborn now, the memory of the previous life is still preserved. Maybe because of the different body, some muscle memory may be a little unfamiliar, but it can be easily controlled with a little familiarity.

While the pot was on the stove and the soup was boiled, other ingredients were also prepared.

Feng Yifan did not feel uncomfortable at all, and his hands and feet were even more agile than before his death. The advantages of being young are undoubtedly revealed at this time.

While busy in the kitchen, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the kitchen door moving, and saw a small head poking his head beside the door, as if he was observing something secretly?

The corners of Feng Yifan's mouth rose slightly: Children Feng Ruoruo? Is it the little girl Feng Ruoruo?

As soon as she finished speaking, she immediately heard her daughter's voice: Yeah, it was discovered.

Then, the little girl quickly turned around and ran out of the kitchen, as if preparing to report to her mother and grandpa.

Through the opening of the kitchen door, Feng Yifan saw his daughter's back, the corners of his mouth rose more, and the movements of his hands became more swift, and his heart was full of joy.

After some hectic work, Feng Yifan brought Kusansi and the lion's head to Lao Zhangtou with his own hands.

Uncle Zhang, try it. I haven't made it for a few years, and some of it is raw. Let's see if the taste can be close to my dad's craftsmanship.

Old Zhangtou looked forward to the small bowl upside down on the plate in front of him, and the familiar small cup next to him.

Also looking forward to it are the father and daughter Su Jinrong and Su Ruoxi.

Although Feng Yifan said that before leaving, he has indeed reached the strength to be a teacher, but after five years of leaving, I don't know if he can still achieve the same level as before?

With some anticipation and nervousness, Lao Zhangtou slowly opened the upside-down bowl.

For a moment, looking at the plate under the inverted bowl, the first is a top of beautifully decorated shiitake mushrooms.

Next, there are delicate and neat pork shreds, ham shreds, winter bamboo shoots, and chicken shreds.

Each type of knife is extremely fine, with uniform length and thickness. It is not like a dish, but a work of art.

Lao Zhangtou was stunned for a few seconds, then raised the chopsticks in his hand and sighed: This is so simple, I don't dare to use chopsticks anymore. This knife skill is really no worse than that of Brother Su.

Hearing what Lao Zhangtou said, Feng Ruoruo's children's shoes were not happy: It's not as good as Grandpa's.

Su Ruoxi quickly grabbed her daughter and apologized to the old man with an embarrassed smile: I'm sorry, Uncle Zhang.

Lao Zhangtou smiled nonchalantly and said, Hehehe, it's alright, in our Ruoruo's mind, it must be Grandpa who did the best thing, if Ruoruo is right, Grandpa is the best, and Dad is doing this with your Grandpa. Learned.

Feng Yifan nodded with a smile: Yes, I definitely can't compare my hand with my dad back then. Uncle Zhang, you can taste it.

Finally, Lao Zhangtou gently picked up some with chopsticks,

slowly into the mouth.

The appearance is so good, and naturally there is also expectation in the taste.

At the time of the entrance, Lao Zhangtou had lowered his expectations, thinking that Feng Yifan was still young after all.

But when he really started to chew it in his mouth, the taste of the whole dish spread out in his mouth, which instantly made Lao Zhangtou look up.

This taste, this taste is, is the taste of many years ago.

As an old diners of Su Ji, Lao Zhangtou has always remembered the taste of Su Ji’s specialty with three silks. Over the years, he must order this dish every time he comes to Su Ji.

However, in the past few years, perhaps Su Jinrong is getting older, or maybe it is because he taught his apprentices to leave without saying goodbye.

I can't say that Su Ji's Kusansi is bad, but it really doesn't have the taste it used to have a long time ago.

It is not the taste in the memory of old diners like Lao Zhang.

Many old diners come to Su Ji, more for a feeling than for a taste.

But today is different. This plate of three silks made by Feng Yifan made Lao Zhang taste the taste in his memory again.

Then, with almost no pause, Lao Zhang ate all the three threads on the plate in one go.

After eating the last chopstick, Lao Zhang scratched his mouth.

Ah, it's really delicious. It's still the old taste. Brother Su, congratulations. The taste of Su Ji has finally passed down, and the old taste of Su Ji is coming back.

After hearing Lao Zhangtou's compliment, Su Jinrong in the wheelchair put down his heart, and tried his best to open his mouth and say, Thank you, thank you.

After another moment of aftertaste, Lao Zhang opened the small cup in front of him, and the fragrance hit his face instantly.

Feng Ruoruo, who had never been very convinced, smelled the smell of lion's head, and swallowed a little in desperation, her stomach rumbling.

Hearing the sound of her belly, Feng Ruoruo shyly threw herself into her mother's arms and didn't want to raise her head.

Seeing this, Feng Yifan returned to the kitchen with a smile, and soon returned with the same small cup.

Holding a small cup and squatting in front of his daughter, Feng Yifan said with a smile, Dad knows that Ruoruo hasn't eaten yet, so Dad also prepared one for Ruoruo, if you want to try it?

Feng Ruoruo raised her head from her mother's arms and glanced at her father next to her, especially the small cup in her father's hand.

The little girl was actually looking forward to it, but she was embarrassed and retracted back into her mother's arms.

Just as the little girl turned her head back, Lao Zhang sighed again: Wow, it's really delicious, this lion head is even better.

Hearing Grandpa Zhang's sigh, and hearing that Grandpa Zhang had already started eating, Feng Ruoruo finally couldn't help turning his head to look at the small cup in his father's hands again.

Seeing her daughter seemed to resist, Feng Yifan knew that he couldn't be too demanding, so he handed the small cup in his hand to his wife: Come and feed Ruoruo, I'll clean it up later, and you and Dad will eat together for a while.

Su Ruoxi reached out and took the small cup, and she was helpless when she looked at her daughter who was in her arms.

When Feng Yifan walked to the kitchen, Feng Ruoruo finally lifted her head from her mother's arms and looked at her father's back when she walked into the kitchen.

But soon, the little girl was attracted by the small cup in her mother's hand, and she was looking forward to tasting it.

Su Ruoxi sat down, opened the small cup, picked up the spoon, cut out a piece of lion's head, and fed it to her daughter with a little soup.

Feng Ruoruo couldn't wait a little, but as soon as she opened her mouth, the little girl glanced at the kitchen again, making sure that the person who claimed to be Dad didn't peek at her, so she took this bite with confidence.