Hardcore Chef Dad

It took a long time for Ning Cheng to eat the dessert stuffed into his mouth. After the ice cream was completely melted by the saliva, the remaining skin and fruit were chewed together, which also made him feel delicious.

Feng Ruoruo watched her elder brother finish eating, and asked with a smile, Is it delicious?

Ning Cheng nodded: Well, it's delicious. There is ice cream inside, and the outer skin is chewy and sweet, and the fruit particles inside are really delicious.

Feng Ruoruo said happily: Hehehe, the dim sum made by Dad is really delicious.

Ning Cheng asked curiously, Ruoruo, isn't your father a chef? Why can you make dim sum so well?

Feng Ruoruo immediately replied seriously: Because my father said that a good cook must also be able to make dim sum. My father told Ruoruo that dim sum is also on the menu in foreign restaurants, so a person like my father A great cook must not only be able to cook, but also be able to make dim sum.”

Just at this time Feng Yifan came out of the kitchen and saw that Ning Cheng had arrived and was chatting with his daughter.

Hearing what his daughter said, he also smiled and said to Ning Cheng: There is a division of work for chefs. Whether it is a domestic restaurant or a foreign restaurant, chefs are often divided into many types, including dessert chefs. They are considered to be chefs. A class of cooks.

After listening to Feng Yifan's explanation, Ning Cheng looked at him and asked, Uncle Yifan, do you know how to do everything?

Before Feng Yifan could answer, his daughter rushed to help him answer: My father can do everything.

Feng Yifan put his arms around his daughter, gently touched his daughter's head, and then said to Ning Cheng: When I was abroad, because I needed to study and earn a living, many times the work in the back kitchen was in vain. If you want to do it, you have to dabble in it.”

Ning Cheng nodded and said, Uncle Yifan, you are really amazing.

Feng Yifan reached out and patted Ning Cheng on the shoulder: Work hard, skills can be learned through hard work, of course, whether you can truly become a top culinary master may require some talent.

Speaking of this, he asked Ning Cheng again: What do you think of the big bowl of stewed meat at noon? Is there anything that needs to be improved?

Being asked such a question suddenly made Ning Cheng a little confused, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment.

When it comes to the taste, Ning Cheng thinks it tastes really good in his heart. It can be said that it is the best stew he has ever eaten.

And the big bowl at noon,

In the end, the whole family ate so much that even the soup base was eaten with rice.

Ning Cheng couldn't help laughing when he thought about it, his younger brother Ning Guang almost licked the bowl.

The taste is really good, but Feng Yifan wants him to say that there is something that needs to be improved, he really doesn't know how to answer?

After hesitating for a while, Ning Cheng decided to tell the truth: Uncle Yifan, I think the taste is really good. I don't know what else can be improved, and I don't know how to change it?

Feng Yifan thought for a while before laughing: Okay, I'm too serious, maybe I'm a little anxious, you're just starting to learn, and asking you such a profound question is indeed a bit difficult, okay, you don't have to take it to heart , Practice your knife skills well first.

Ning Cheng looked at the smile on Feng Yifan's face, and without thinking too much, nodded and said, Well, I know Uncle Yifan.

When Ning Cheng went into the kitchen first and began to practice knife skills in the kitchen.

Feng Yifan and the father-in-law who was pushed over looked at each other.

At this moment, there was still a tacit understanding in the eyes of Weng and his son-in-law.

Ning Cheng didn't dare to express his opinion on the taste, which made Su Jinrong and Feng Yifan a little disappointed.

The seasoning of Feng Yifan's stew is adjusted according to the general taste of the village. Because it is an experiment, there will inevitably be some deviations, and there will be some places that do not meet the inherent tastes of the villagers.

This is the deviation of everyone's taste, and it needs precise cooking and seasoning to make up for it.

So what Feng Yifan wants to hear is not that Ning Cheng said it was delicious, but that he wants to hear Ning Cheng talk about how he and his family feel after eating the whole dish, especially if he wants to become a chef in the future, he must I am more sensitive to taste, so I can't just answer with two words delicious.

Su Jinrong thought for a while and said, It's okay, he's still a rookie, just like you back then, he needs time to learn.

Feng Yifan nodded: Well, take your time, let him practice knife skills first.

Feng Ruoruo heard the conversation between her father and grandpa, she handed the box in her hand to her mother, stretched out her hand to pull her father to bend down, hugged his neck, and whispered in his ear: Dad, do you want Like you taught Uncle Kobayashi.

Hearing what his daughter said, Feng Yifan was stunned for a moment, and then he seemed to understand what his daughter meant.

Thinking about it carefully, Ning Cheng was really anxious to ask the question just now.

Ning Cheng's foundation is much worse than Lin Ruifeng's. As a novice cook, Ning Cheng needs to learn a lot.

After being reminded by his daughter, Feng Yifan also felt that he was indeed asking too much of Ning Cheng.

He smiled and turned his head and said softly to his daughter: Okay, since Ruoruo has already spoken, then father, please be patient and teach this brother Ning Cheng well, Ruoruo should go out with mom and grandma, or you will be late, you will be in the box. The snacks will all melt.

Hearing his father's words, Feng Ruoruo immediately put the matter of brother Ning Cheng behind him.

The little girl let go of her father, turned around and took the box from her mother, and then said quickly: Mom, mom, let's go quickly, hurry up, or the ice cream inside will melt, then Brother Haohao and Wen Wen Sister Wen will not be able to eat cool snacks.

Seeing her daughter's anxious look, Su Ruoxi said helplessly, Okay, okay, let's go now, don't run, let's go fast, and pay attention to our feet.

While following her daughter out, Su Ruoxi did not forget to turn her head and stare at her husband.

The meaning in that look is obviously: You wait, and I will settle accounts with you when I come back at night.

Watching his mother and wife go out with their daughter, Feng Yifan turned around and pushed his father-in-law into the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Ning Cheng had already started practicing knife skills by himself.

Now Ning Cheng is probably used to it, and he doesn't choose carrots carefully, but takes one out of the basket, washes it, and then starts to practice by himself standing in front of the vegetable pile.

Seeing Feng Yifan pushing Su Jinrong in, Ning Cheng just looked up, then continued to practice seriously.

This situation still makes Feng Yifan feel quite satisfied.

Although Ning Cheng has not really practiced yet, this attitude is still commendable.

Ning Cheng practiced knife skills, and Feng Yifan continued to discuss with his father-in-law how to adjust the taste of Su Zao Tang. He also made some attempts, and at the same time, he was also trying to cook in other ways, trying to find ways to make better use of Su Zao Tang. So as to present the dishes in different ways.

After some discussion, Feng Yifan thought of a method that might be able to better lock in the taste of Su's soup.

After hearing what his son-in-law said, Su Jinrong was also a little surprised: You mean, use the method of beggar chicken, pour Suzao soup into the belly of the chicken, then wrap it in lotus leaves, wrap it in mud, and cook it in a simmer. How do you get the flavors to seep into the chicken as it cooks?

Feng Yifan nodded and said, Not only can you make beggar's chicken, but you can also make some other ingredients.

Speaking of this, Feng Yifan thought for a while and said: I remember that among the eight treasures of the Zhou Dynasty, there was a talk about Paoyu, which is actually similar to the practice of beggar chicken.

When Su Jinrong heard this, he suddenly felt that this might really be a solution.

This method can better lock the flavor of the spices. It may be better than stewing in a casserole, and it can also make the spices penetrate into the meat, so that the flavor can be more full.

Su Jinrong thought for a while and said, Well, your method is really good, you can try it.

Feng Yifan went on to say: Dad, in fact, there is a more high-tech method in foreign countries, that is, low-temperature slow cooking, sealing the ingredients and spices in a bag, and then putting them in constant temperature water, and slowly cooking. Cooking ultimately allows the flavors of the spices to infiltrate the ingredients.

After hearing this, Su Jinrong said: Well, I've heard of this method, and it is said that the meat produced in this way can better lock the juice of the meat itself.

Feng Yifan nodded: Yes, we can use the beggar's chicken method first, and then we will try low-temperature slow cooking.

Ning Cheng, who was practicing knife skills at the side, still quietly listened to Feng Yifan and the others in his spare time.

But this time, he was a little surprised to hear the conversation between Su Jinrong and Feng Yifan, because Ning Cheng had almost never heard of those words that were rich in modern technology.

Although he had never heard of it, Ning Cheng felt in his heart that since Feng Yifan said it, it must be a very powerful cooking technique.

At the same time, in Ning Cheng's heart, he looked forward to becoming Feng Yifan's apprentice even more.

After discussing with his father-in-law, Feng Yifan also made some attempts first.

But unfortunately, because it was a temporary idea, and there was no ready-made lotus leaf available at home, so I can only think about it for the time being, and there may be no way to actually do it.

But the son-in-law's bold idea really opened Su Jinrong's horizons.

In the past, Su Jinrong felt that his son-in-law might have been influenced by many western cooking styles, and his mastery of traditional cooking was no longer as good as before.

But now it seems that Feng Yifan not only masters it well, but also knows how to master it.

Su Jinrong felt that if the son-in-law was really successful in his research, then Su Ji's cooking would be even more exciting.

Grandpa and father were busy studying the dishes at home, and Feng Ruoruo, accompanied by grandma and mother, rushed to Brother Yue Qihao's house quickly.

As soon as he entered the door, the little girl shouted loudly: Brother Haohao, come out quickly, it will be bad if you don't come.

Hearing Feng Ruoruo yelling, everyone in Yue Qingsong's family ran out immediately.

Yue Qihao watched his sister enter the door holding the box, and asked a little strangely: Sister, what's the matter? What's wrong?

Feng Ruoruo saw Haohao's brother, aunt, and grandma coming out, and quickly picked up the box in his hand and said, Hurry up and eat, this is my dad's snack, it's cool, if you don't eat it, The cold ice cream inside will all melt away.

Yue Qingsong's mother laughed when she heard this: Hahaha, so the ice cream is about to melt? I thought something serious happened.

Feng Ruoruo said very seriously: Grandma, it's a big deal when the ice cream melts, and it won't taste good when it melts.

For the little girl, melting the ice cream in the snack is a big deal.

Feng Ruoruo said while holding the contents of the box in front of grandma, aunt and brother.

Hurry up, grandma, aunt, brother Haohao, each of you, eat quickly, the ice cream inside can't be melted.

The grandma smiled and said, Let your aunt and brother eat it, grandma won't eat it when she's old.

Feng Ruoruo was not unhappy, so she pouted and said, No, grandma wants to eat too.

Lu Cuiling said behind her little granddaughter: Old sister, if this is our family's wish, you can have a taste. The ice cream here is different from the ice cream sold in our village.

Su Ruoxi explained from the side: These ice creams were actually made by Yifan himself before he came back. They are not as sweet and greasy as the ones he bought. Auntie, you can try some.

Feng Ruoruo was very anxious, worried that the ice cream wrapped in the skin would melt in the box.

Oh, don't talk about it, eat quickly, eat quickly.

Seeing that the little girl was very anxious, everyone had no choice but to take one each. Then there was one left in the box.

Feng Ruoruo held the last one and said, Brother Haohao, let's go to Sister Wenwen's house together and give this to Sister Wenwen.

Yue Qihao was planning to eat, but he immediately agreed when he heard his sister's words: Okay, then let's go.

In the end, Yue Qihao put his own one back into the box, and then took his younger sister and opponent to go out together.

When the adults saw the two children going out, they did not go with them this time, but told them loudly: Be careful on the road, don't run.

Grandma Yue Qihao yelled even more: Haohao, you are an older brother, you have to take good care of your sister and don't let her get hurt.

The two children agreed to go out, and quickly disappeared outside Yue's house in the blink of an eye.

Seeing the disappearance of the two children, Qi Yan smiled and asked Su Ruoxi: It seems that my sister-in-law is used to it now, so don't worry about letting Ruoruo run away in the village.

Su Ruoxi smiled and said, Well, I'm sure you can rest assured that you are all fellow villagers in the village.

Lu Cuiling also said, That's right, don't worry, the kids will run away.

In fact, Han Wenwen's home is not far from Yue Qihao's home, so the two children didn't have to go far before seeing Han Wenwen's home.

Coming outside Han Wenwen's house, Feng Ruoruo shouted loudly: Sister Wenwen, come out quickly, Brother Haohao and I are here, we brought you a snack made by my father, if you don't come out, this snack will be destroyed It’s going to dissolve, hurry up, hurry up.”

When Han Wenwen heard the shouts outside, she naturally ran out of the house very quickly.

Seeing Feng Ruoruo standing at the door with the box in his hands accompanied by Yue Qihao, Han Wenwen was really touched, and then welcomed the two children into the home.