Hardcore Chef Dad

After everyone went out, Feng Yifan started busy in the back kitchen alone.

While busy, I saw two piles of various ingredients piled up against the wall in the back kitchen.

First, he looked at the high-grade ingredients that Su Lanxin was going to use, and then he saw the fresh fruits and vegetables sent by his father and brothers Yue Qingsong.

Looking at the pile of fruits and vegetables, Feng Yifan couldn't help but recall some scenes from his childhood.

Speaking of it, Feng Yifan's hometown is also a good place with beautiful mountains and rivers, surrounded by mountains and water.

When he was a child, Feng Yifan often played with Fa Xiao and the children in the village in two places, either up the mountain or down the river.

Go up the mountain, bring a homemade slingshot, and hunt birds in the mountains and forests. Sometimes I will learn how to play tricks from the hunters in the countryside. From time to time, I will catch a few wild rabbits or some wild pheasants. I can go back to add a dish at noon.

Going down the river is naturally the happiest, playing in the river, or fishing with a homemade fishing rod by the river.

Thinking of fishing, Feng Yifan suddenly remembered his favorite bowl of noodles when he was a child in the countryside.

Yellow fish noodles made by grandma.

Thinking of this, Feng Yifan immediately turned around and went to the freshly bought aquatic product side to pick out a few fresh small yellow croakers.

After the small yellow croakers are slaughtered and cleaned, four of them are selected and deboned.

The remaining whole small yellow croakers are first marinated with rice wine, green onion and ginger water, and a little salt and pepper.

On the other side, the deboned yellow croaker must also be sliced ​​into pieces.

Sizing the fish meat with egg white and starch.

Stir-fry the remaining fish head and fish bones in the pot, add some lard, and then add water to make fish soup.

After the fish soup is cooked, filter the fish soup separately and put it aside for later use.

From the fresh fruits and vegetables sent by my father today, I picked out a few bamboo shoots, and after they were clear, I sliced ​​the bamboo shoots directly for later use.

The last thing is to quickly oil the battered fish fillets, you only need to fry the fish fillets and roll them up.

Everything is ready, the next step is to make the yellow croaker noodles.

The first is to stir-fry the chopped sauerkraut in the pot. After the aroma is released, add the bamboo shoots, do it quickly, and then add the boiled fish soup.

After the soup is boiled, put the fish fillets into the soup and cook for a while.

Put the boiled noodles into a bowl, pour over the pot of pickled cabbage and yellow croaker topping, and a bowl of pickled cabbage and yellow croaker noodles is ready.

In another pot, with the same steps, first stir-fry the sauerkraut and bamboo shoots, then add the whole small yellow croaker, stir-fry for a while, then add water to cook.

The cooking time will be a little longer. After the water is boiled in the middle, you need to boil the pot and add some salt, a very small amount of sugar to taste, and some pepper.

When it was almost ready, Feng Yifan cooked the noodles in the big pot again.

The noodles are also taken out and spread on the bottom of the bowl, put two small yellow croakers on the noodles, and then pour in the soup that boiled the yellow croakers.

In this way, the pickled cabbage and yellow croaker noodles with a little difference between the two versions are ready.

Just at this moment, Lin Ruifeng came in from the door of the back alley, Feng Yifan said: Ruifeng, help me watch the fire on the stove, I will go to the front and put these bowls of noodles on.

Lin Ruifeng had already smelled the aroma when he entered the door, and he couldn't help feeling very curious when he saw that Master had prepared several bowls.

Naturally, he didn't ask any more questions, and just responded, Good master.

Feng Yifan came out with yellow croaker noodles. At this time, there were many people sitting in the restaurant, and Su Ruoxi was recording the orders of the diners.

On the other side, Feng Jiandong led the two brothers Yue Qingsong and Yue Yibai, three old men Su Jinrong, Yang Xiaoxi's father, and Chen Yaofei's grandfather sat and chatted together.

The three little girls were led by the grandmothers of Lu Cuiling and Chen Yaofei, and sat at another nearby table.

When everyone hadn't finished ordering, they were surprised to see Feng Yifan coming out with a tray in his hands.

The originally noisy restaurant became completely silent the moment Feng Yifan came out.

Feng Yifan was also taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said to the crowd: Everyone, order first, don't look at me, I'm just serving food to my daughter and family first, after everyone orders, I'll make it right away.

Seeing everyone look away, Feng Yifan walked to his father's table.

Put down the large tray in your hand, and place bowls of noodles on the table.

Shi Jinbin smelled it, stretched his head to look and said, Wow, this is good, is it yellow croaker noodles?

Zhuang Daozhong, who was about to leave, also smelled the smell, and immediately sat down again: I can't go now. I haven't eaten noodles with pickled cabbage and small yellow croaker for many years.

After hearing this, Feng Yifan turned his head and said to the two old men: Uncle and Uncle, you may have to wait a while. I will give these bowls to my friends first. They came here to deliver the goods to me today, so I have to give them Eat first.

Zhuang Daozhong said with a smile: It's okay, just eat what you have, it doesn't matter if I wait, old man.

Shi Jinbin also said: Yes, if there are not enough people in the back, I will go to the back kitchen to help you.

Feng Yifan responded with a smile: No need for uncle, there are not many guests now, and Ruifeng is already in the back kitchen, we master and apprentice can handle it.

After saying that, Feng Yifan put down the yellow croaker noodles, and handed two bowls of whole small yellow croakers to Yue Qingsong and Yue Yibo.

Yue Qingsong saw the noodles topped with pickled cabbage and small yellow croaker in front of him, and understood Fa Xiao's intention almost instantly.

How could Yue Qingsong not remember this bowl of noodles?

This was what Grandma Feng Yifan used to cook for their children when they were young.

Especially when a few children are mischievous, often grandma will make such a bowl of noodles after reprimanding them, which can be regarded as an extra meal for the children.

Now, after many years, I smell this smell again, looking at the two small yellow croakers on the noodles in the bowl, and the milky white soup around the noodles in the bowl, Yue Qingsong's eyes are moist unconsciously.

At this moment, Yue Qingsong had only one sentence in his mind: I miss grandma.

Yes, Feng Yifan actually thought of grandma in his heart.

The two good friends who are like brothers look at each other again after many years, and there is also a bowl of hot pickled cabbage and yellow croaker noodles in front of them.

It's just that both of them have vicissitudes on their faces now, and the grandma who cooked noodles for them back then is no longer there.

Almost unable to hold back the tears, Yue Qingsong quickly grabbed the tissue on the table, covered his eyes, and cursed Feng Yifan with a little sob.

Feng Yifan, you bastard, you actually serve such a bowl of noodles at this time, do you mean that you don't want me to eat it?

Seeing Fa Xiao covering his eyes, Feng Yifan also had tears in his eyes.

But he still held back, forced out a laugh: Hehe, I did it on purpose. If you like to eat it or not, if you don't want to eat it, then give it to my uncle and uncle first.

Hearing this, Yue Qingsong reached out and pressed the bowl in front of him.

Eat, of course you have to eat. Let me tell you, if you don't taste like grandma's bowl of noodles, don't blame me for turning your face on the table.

Feng Ruoruo, who was always by Grandma's side, would come to Dad's side at some point.

Hearing Uncle Yue's words, the little girl was immediately unhappy: Don't overturn the table, Dad's cooking must be delicious, if you overturn the table, you will be a big villain.

It was originally a somewhat sad atmosphere, but the little girl's noise instantly drove away the sadness.

Yue Qingsong held onto the tissue and couldn't help bursting out laughing, and quickly grabbed the tissue to cover his mouth and nose.

After turning his head away and twisting his nose, Yue Qingsong adjusted his mood and turned around.

Okay, okay, your father's cooking must be delicious. Uncle said something wrong. Can Ruoruo forgive uncle?

Hearing Uncle Yue's apology, Feng Ruoruo nodded resolutely: Well then, since you have apologized, Uncle, Ruoruo will forgive Uncle Yue.

After making such a fuss for the little girl, the family members at several tables suddenly became happy.

In a cheerful atmosphere, Feng Yifan put three bowls of fish fillets and yellow croaker noodles on his mother's table.

Mom, come and feed the three little girls, let them taste it, I have processed the fish meat, without fishbone, children can eat it with confidence.

After putting down the three bowls of noodles, Feng Yifan took the tray and asked when returning to the back kitchen: Do you all want yellow croaker noodles?

Including Yang Xiaoxi's father and Chen Yaofei's grandfather, everyone naturally agreed with one voice: Eat.

Feng Yifan smiled and nodded: Okay, everyone, wait a moment, I'll be right there.

Yang Zhiyi still didn't forget to add: Chef Feng, I also want that kind of good fish fillet, I'm not used to the fish with spines.

This made everyone amused.

Yang Xiaoxi turned her head and said, Dad, why do you always eat what we eat?

Hearing his daughter's words, Yang Zhiyi smiled and said, Because yours must be the most delicious. Your father Feng will definitely cook them for you very delicious.

Feng Yifan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: In fact, they all taste the same, but you still want the same as a child.

Yang Zhiyi smiled and said, That's right, we must be like the children.

Grandpa Feifei laughed: Xixi's mother is not here today, if Xixi's mother is here, Xixi's father would not dare to ask for it like this.

This sentence caused everyone to laugh again.

Yang Zhiyi seems to have gotten used to everyone's jokes like this, and he doesn't care at all.

Feng Yifan finally agreed, took some orders from diners, and went back to the back kitchen to prepare.

After Feng Yifan left, Yue Qingsong looked at the yellow croaker noodles in front of him, and then saw that there was no Feng Jiandong at the same table, and felt a little embarrassed to put down his chopsticks.

But when Yue Qingsong was still embarrassed, there was a suck from the side, and Yue Yibai had already started to eat.

After taking a big mouthful, the noodles in his mouth hadn't been swallowed yet, Yue Yibai exclaimed immediately: Brother, this noodles, yes, it's delicious.

Seeing his younger brother's appearance, Yue Qingsong also looked helpless, and could only warn his younger brother in a low voice: Keep your voice down, okay?

Then, Yue Qingsong turned to Feng Jiandong and said, Uncle Dong, why don't I give this bowl to some old people first?

Hearing this, Feng Jiandong smiled and said, You eat yours. We have so many old men here, who are you giving this bowl to? Don't worry, Yifan will bring it to us soon.

Everyone agrees with this very much, and everyone believes in Feng Yifan's hand speed.

After pushing back for a while, Yue Qingsong still didn't push it out, so he had to eat first.

Yue Qingsong didn't eat the noodles directly, nor did he eat the small yellow croaker first, but took a sip of the soup first.

Drinking the soup in one sip, it doesn't have a very strong fish fragrance, and the taste of sauerkraut and bamboo shoots is mixed, and it spreads quickly on the tip of the tongue in the mouth.

This soup instantly made Yue Qingsong taste the taste of many years ago.

This is the bowl of yellow fish noodles that Grandma Feng Yifan used to make for them when they were young.

Then, use chopsticks to turn the noodles up from under the fish, and submerge the two small yellow croakers in the soup.

Let's eat noodles first.

Suck.

A moment ago he was still saying that his younger brother ate too loudly, but at this moment Yue Qingsong couldn't restrain himself.

This bowl of noodles is really delicious, the deliciousness of the small yellow croaker, the slightly sourness of the pickles, and the light fragrance of the soup brought by the bamboo shoots.

Wrapped on the noodles at the entrance, it really makes people unable to stop eating.

Eating this bowl of noodles, Yue Qingsong seemed to have returned to the summer when he was a child.

He and Feng Yifan went to the river to play together during the summer vacation, but on the river beach, the two had conflicts over small things, and the two hit each other with their hands.

And the two children who played together when they were young, gritted their teeth and told each other at that moment.

Break off friendship, we will not be friends from now on.

After saying this, the two parted ways, each trotting home.

But when Yue Qingsong returned home, he found that there was no one at home. It was then that he remembered that his parents were going to the neighboring town to run errands, they agreed to come back later in the evening, and asked Yue Qingsong to go to Grandma Feng Yifan's house for dinner.

But thinking of the conflict with Feng Yifan just now, Yue Qingsong is unwilling to bow to Feng Yifan, so he doesn't want to go to Feng Yifan's grandma's house either.

But sitting alone at home, as the sky gets darker, hunger also strikes.

To this day, Yue Qingsong still remembers that he really cried at that time, and felt extremely wronged in his heart.

Almost at the moment when he burst out crying, the door of his own courtyard was pushed open, and then he saw Feng Yifan rushing in with great strides.

Feng Yifan rushed in and saw Yue Qingsong's first words: I'm sorry, I was wrong today, Qingsong, please forgive me, my grandma asked me to ask you to come to my house for dinner.

Seeing Feng Yifan come to apologize actively, Yue Qingsong was stunned for a moment, then wiped the tears from his face, and apologized to Feng Yifan as well: I'm sorry, I'm not well today, I shouldn't be the first to do it.

The two good friends got back together in this way, and ran to grandma Feng Yifan's house together.

When they entered the door, the two children smelled the aroma of yellow croaker noodles at the same time. They quickly ran into the house together and saw two bowls of yellow fish noodles on the table.

The next moment, grandma's voice came from the kitchen: They're all back? Hurry up and sit down and eat the noodles. After a long time, the noodles won't taste good.

The two children looked at each other, walked to the table and sat down, each took a bowl of noodles and started to eat.

Eat big mouthfuls.

Yue Qingsong also stuttered today, and went back to the moment when he was a child in a trance.

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