Hardcore Chef Dad

This noon, I ate Shi Jinbin's fried noodles again after many years, which really made several old neighbors very happy.

At the end of the lunch time, several old neighbors stayed in the shop, chatting with the brothers Su Jinrong and Shi Jinbin. Everyone mentioned the past one by one, as if they had returned to their youthful days.

In the back kitchen, Feng Yifan was assessing the young apprentice's mastery of some basic skills during this period.

First of all, it is natural to take a test of knife skills, because during this period of time, Lin Ruifeng came to practice knife skills almost every day.

Therefore, Lin Ruifeng also had a little bit of self-confidence in knife skills, and wanted to show it in front of his master.

The first is slices, washed and peeled potatoes, which were pressed on the chopping board by Lin Ruifeng.

Feng Yifan first said: Let's do the vertical blade first, remember, every piece should be even.

Lin Ruifeng nodded, then pressed down on the potatoes on the chopping board, and began to slice them very calmly.

Every cut must be smooth and smooth, and must be cut to the end without any stagnation in the middle. After getting used to it, Lin Ruifeng also gradually accelerated according to the requirements.

One knife, one knife, one knife.

Accompanied by the gradual acceleration, Lin Ruifeng was still able to keep the knife in his hand steady, and every knife fell without stagnation.

Zhao Daxia, who had already washed the dishes and chopsticks, heard the movement inside, so she couldn't help but poke her head in to take a look, and secretly observed Feng Yifan's assessment of Lin Ruifeng's apprentice.

Seeing that Lin Ruifeng could cut a potato very smoothly, Zhao Daxia also secretly felt that Lin Ruifeng really learned well.

But Feng Yifan waited for Lin Ruifeng to finish cutting the potato chips, and picked out a few slices casually.

you saw it?

Lin Ruifeng saw that these slices were skewed, and it was obvious that the slices had been cut with uneven thickness.

Well, Master, I know, these slices are not cut well.

Zhao Daxia saw it, and suddenly felt that Feng Yifan, the master, was really strict. In her opinion, it's just a few slices, and it doesn't have to be that harsh, and diners can't see anything anyway.

Feng Yifan said with a serious face: Did you know that this situation would happen to you?

Lin Ruifeng also raised his head to look at Master, he really didn't quite understand why this happened?

Feng Yifan immediately gave an explanation: The reason for this is actually very simple, because you did not keep slicing at a constant speed from the beginning.

I know that you are worried about lack of feel at the beginning, so you slow down and cut slice by slice, but when you gradually speed up, once the rhythm is disrupted, this will definitely happen.

After listening to Master's words, Lin Ruifeng immediately understood what Master meant.

The fundamental reason was that Lin Ruifeng was afraid that something would go wrong, so he started to do it very carefully.

Originally, I wanted to gradually increase the speed, but in the process of acceleration, because the rhythm changed, the force and angle of the falling knife inevitably deviated, resulting in uneven thickness.

Feng Yifan reached out and took the apprentice's knife, and also casually grabbed a potato, and quickly sliced ​​it on the chopping board.

Zhao Daxia saw Feng Yifan make a move, and immediately saw the gap between the young apprentice and the master.

Feng Yifan didn't hesitate at all when he dropped the knife. The key point is that he doesn't seem to be fast in slicing, but in fact, his speed is obviously faster than that of the little apprentice, and he always maintains a uniform rhythm.

When Feng Yifan finished slicing a potato, he put the potato slices into the water basin.

Zhao Daxia took a closer look and couldn't help exclaiming: My God, this is cut by hand. Those who don't know these potato chips will definitely think that they were planed out with that kind of slicing knife.

Lin Ruifeng listened to Zhao Daxia's words, and helped his master by saying: A top cook must be able to do this.

Feng Yifan waved his hand and said, Okay, don't compliment me here, let's move on to the next item, dicing.

After finishing speaking, Feng Yifan pointed to three small bowls, which contained prepared pork, chicken and bamboo shoots.

Three diced buns, I also taught you. Now it is cut into three diced pork, chicken, and bamboo shoots. It takes five minutes.

When Zhao Daxia heard the time, she was a little surprised: What? It will take five minutes to cut these?

Seeing Feng Yifan nodding, Zhao Daxia said in disbelief, Chef Feng, are you right? It takes five minutes to cut these? Isn't that too exaggerated?

Feng Yifan said seriously: What is there to exaggerate? If you sell breakfast three-packs in the morning, if you can't cut them up quickly, it will delay the business, and the kitchen is so busy during the banquet. How can I have so much time for you?

Hearing what Feng Yifan said, Zhao Daxia not only sighed: You chefs are really hardworking.

These words made Feng Yifan happy: Is there anything that is not hard work? Since you have chosen this path, you must bear the hard work. If you can't do it, you can choose to leave.

After talking to Zhao Daxia, Feng Yifan glanced at the clock in the kitchen and said, Alright, let's get started.

Naturally, Lin Ruifeng didn't dare to have any hesitation, first picked up the pork, and then started to move the knife when the master started the timer.

When cutting pork, it will be a little slippery, and cutting meat is not as smooth as cutting potatoes. Fascia often hinders the cutting of meat, which makes the knife unable to reach the end.

At this time, you still need to use some wrist strength, and at the same time cut it gently and quickly with the blade sideways.

Only in this way can it be smoother without affecting the speed and efficiency of cutting.

Soon, the diced meat has been cut.

Next, the diced chicken and bamboo shoots are simpler.

Because chicken and bamboo shoots are not as obstructive as pork.

However, because the task assigned by Feng Yifan was to make sandwiches, there was a hidden operation in it.

Three diced buns must have diced meat slightly larger than diced chicken, and diced chicken slightly larger than diced bamboo shoots.

Therefore, Lin Ruifeng not only wanted to be fast, but also ensured that the size of the diced chicken and bamboo shoots met the requirements.

With the time at stake, Lin Ruifeng didn't dare to delay at all, cut up the diced meat and threw it into a bowl, then immediately grabbed the chicken and started cutting.

Still the same, quickly cut the chicken into long strips, and then change the knife to cut them all into small cubes.

Put the diced chicken into a small bowl, then take out the bamboo shoots and continue cutting down.

At this time, Zhao Daxia was already very nervous, she would look up at the clock on the wall from time to time, clenched her hands into fists, and kept cheering Lin Ruifeng in her heart.

Finally, the diced bamboo shoots were completely cut, and after putting them into the small bowl of bamboo shoots, Lin Ruifeng also quickly raised his head to look at Master.

Feng Yifan said a little helplessly: I only give you five minutes, maybe it is really embarrassing you.

Hearing this, Zhao Daxia felt a little disappointed. She felt that Lin Ruifeng really worked hard, but in the end, he still didn't finish it within the stipulated time?

Lin Ruifeng also lowered his head naturally, with a more or less disappointed expression.

Seeing this, Feng Yifan asked, What's wrong? Is this the plan to give up?

Lin Ruifeng was stunned for a moment, and then quickly said: No, Master, I will not give up, I will continue to work hard, this time it won't work, I must do it next time.

Feng Yifan nodded in satisfaction: Very good, as long as you don't get discouraged, this time you barely finished.

Lin Ruifeng and Zhao Daxia were both stunned when Feng Yifan said that it was barely finished.

After being in a daze for a long time, Zhao Daxia exclaimed: Oh, it's really great, Xiao Lin, you, you succeeded, you really succeeded, you did it.

Under Zhao Daxia's exclamation, Lin Ruifeng finally came to his senses, and looked at Master in disbelief.

Feng Yifan smiled and said: You did finish it on time, and you managed to make the diced meat slightly larger than the diced chicken, and the diced chicken slightly larger than the diced bamboo shoots.

Although it is true that the cut is a little too big, but being able to do this in just five minutes is considered a pass.

Lin Ruifeng was very excited: Thank you Master, I will continue to work hard.

Feng Yifan nodded with a smile and said: Okay, you can go to rest and rest, don't always be so tense all the time, you still have to combine work and rest, you have passed the two assessments today.

Lin Ruifeng thought for a while and said: Master, I'm not very good at slicing, I want to continue to practice in the back kitchen.

Feng Yifan immediately said: I told you, work and rest, even if you want to practice, you can't keep practicing, you must know how to rest, go, sit in front with Sister Zhao for a while, wait for me and your teacher's wife to finish. Come in for a snack.

Hearing what the master said, Lin Ruifeng immediately raised his head and looked towards the back kitchen door, only to see that the master had already come in and waited.

At this time, Lin Ruifeng still came to his senses, knowing that the next time was for the master, teacher and mother to make snacks, so he didn't hesitate, and immediately agreed to go out with Zhao Daxia.

After the apprentice and Zhao Daxia went out together, Feng Yifan smiled and said to his wife: You came in, why don't you come?

Su Ruoxi came to her husband's side and replied with a smile: I don't want to delay your teaching apprentice.

Feng Yifan stretched out his hand and pulled his wife to his side: Okay, now we start the dessert class.

Su Ruoxi was pulled into her arms by her husband, she smiled and said: I found out that learning desserts from you is very disadvantageous. You only make these for your daughter, and you didn't even say that you made them for me.

Feng Yifan yelled wronged immediately after hearing this: It's wronged, every time you make it, don't you eat it before your daughter?

Su Ruoxi pouted and said, I did it, of course I want to help my daughter taste it.

Feng Yifan didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he heard this: Then you also tasted the taste first? It's earlier than my daughter every time, so you see, I still love my wife very much.

Su Ruoxi smiled and said, You just talked about it, but you didn't even say that you made me a special dessert.

Feng Yifan thought for a while: Well, it seems to be true, how about this, when my daughter celebrates her birthday, I will make a special one for you and my daughter, is that okay?

Hearing what her husband said, Su Ruoxi felt that this was acceptable.

It's almost the same, then you must make something different for me and my daughter, and it must be very delicious.

Feng Yifan seriously agreed: Okay, sure, I will make very delicious desserts for you and your daughter then.

Next, Su Ruoxi asked: Then what shall we do for our daughter today?

Feng Yifan smiled and went to the refrigerator to take out some ingredients that will be used today, and after taking out the same ones, he said, Today, we will make a beautiful fruit pie for our daughter.

Su Ruoxi was a little surprised: Fruit pie? Is it the kind from Uncle Clown's?

Feng Yifan shook his head and said, It's not that kind. The kind we make is like pizza. The bigger one can be spread with more fruits, and it tastes very refreshing.

Su Ruoxi's curiosity was immediately aroused: Okay, then let's do it quickly.

Feng Yifan responded with a smile: Okay, then let's start.

Under Feng Yifan's instruction, Su Ruoxi took the initiative to do it this time. First, she poured low-gluten flour into a basin, then added an appropriate amount of butter, and mixed the butter and flour evenly with her hands.

After grasping and mixing evenly, add some cold water to mix the flour in the basin into a dough.

This step was done by Su Ruoxi throughout the whole process. She also worked very hard, and now making the dough is also very interesting for her.

After kneading the dough, Feng Yifan wrapped it in plastic wrap and put it in the refrigerator to chill for a while.

During the refrigeration period, Feng Yifan and his wife began to slice the fruit.

As for slicing, Su Ruoxi decided to let her husband do it.

After all, when it comes to slicing, it is definitely not as good as my husband's, and there is no way to make it so uniform in thickness.

Feng Yifan sliced ​​apples, strawberries, pineapples, and bananas into thin slices.

Among them, apple and pineapple slices need to be cooked with sugar.

Su Ruoxi was a little strange: Why do you cook apples and pineapples? Do you think they are not sweet enough?

Feng Yifan responded with a smile: No, boil it to make the apples and pineapple taste softer.

Because it was made for his daughter, Feng Yifan added some honey for cooking, making the apple slices and pineapple slices soft.

After that, take out the refrigerated dough, and the next step is to roll the dough into a thin dough.

It doesn't need to be very neat, because we need to put it into the mold, but it must be rolled out a little thinner.

As a result of this explanation, Su Ruoxi said: You don't need to tell me these things. Didn't you do the rolling of the skin? I don't want to do such a laborious thing. Hurry up.

Seeing my wife talking, I even picked up cooked apple slices and pineapple slices and ate them again.

Feng Yifan really didn't know whether to laugh or cry: Eat less, eat all of it, how about we make fruit pie later?

When Su Ruoxi was reminded by her husband, she suddenly came to her senses: Ah, that's right, I can't eat it, so hurry up, dawdle, roll out the skin quickly, why don't I stop eating it? ?”

Facing his wife's words, Feng Yifan had no choice but to say: Okay, it's my fault, I'll fix it right away.

After Feng Yifan rolled out the skin and helped his wife put it into the mold, Su Ruoxi cheerfully began to arrange the fruits.

After arranging the fruits, Feng Yifan decorated the whole pie with the scraps of dough left over when putting them into the mold.

Finally, brush with a layer of egg yolk and put it in the oven to start baking.

After putting it in the oven, Su Ruoxi clapped her hands and said, Well, this one is also very simple.

Feng Yifan couldn't help smiling wryly: Of course it's simple, I've done all the hard work and complicated things.

After a wry smile in Feng Yifan's heart, he saw his wife mumbling at the cooking table summing up his skills, and he immediately realized that his wife was still studying hard.

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