Chapter 598： Feng Yifan's Innovation

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

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

Ning Cheng nodded, "Well, it's delicious. The inside is ice cream, and the skin on the outside is chewy and sweet, and the fruit particles inside are really delicious."

Feng Ruoruo said happily, "Hehehe, Dad's snacks are delicious."

Ning Cheng was a little curious and asked, "Ruoruo, isn't your father a chef? Why can dim sum be so good?"

Feng Ruoruo immediately replied in earnest: "Because my father said that a good chef also knows how to make dim sum. My father told Ruoruo that in foreign restaurants, dim sum is also on the menu, so it is like my dad. A great chef, not only has to be able to cook, but he also has to be able to make dim sum."

Just then Feng Yifan walked out of the kitchen and saw that Ning Cheng had already arrived and was chatting with his daughter.

Hearing what his daughter said, he also smiled and said to Ning Cheng: "Chef’s job is divided into labor. Whether it is a domestic restaurant or a foreign restaurant, many chefs are divided into many types, including dessert chefs. A kind of chef."

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, the daughter rushed to help him answer: "My father can do everything."

Feng Yifan reached out his arm around his daughter, gently touched her little head, and then said to Ning Cheng: "When I was abroad before, because I needed to study and make a living, many of the work in the back kitchen was done. 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 stretched out his hand and patted Ning Cheng's shoulder: "Work hard. You can learn skills through hard work. Of course, whether you can truly become a top chef, that may require some talent."

Speaking of this, he asked Ning Cheng: "How do you think the big bowl of stew at noon tastes? Is there anything that needs improvement?"

Being asked this way suddenly made Ning Cheng feel a little bit confused, and for a while, she didn't know how to answer?

As for the taste, Ning Cheng felt that the taste was really good. It can be said that it was the best stew he had ever eaten.

And the big bowl at noon, in the end the whole family ate even the soup base was eaten by the rice.

Ning Cheng couldn't help but want to laugh in retrospect. His brother Ning Guang almost licked the bowl.

The taste is really good, but Feng Yifan wants him to tell him what 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 and laughed: "Okay, I am too serious, and I am also a little anxious. When you just started to learn, asking you such advanced questions is indeed a bit difficult for a strong man. Okay, you don't have to worry about it. , First practice the knife skills well."

Ning Cheng looked at Feng Yifan with a smile on his face without thinking at all, nodded and said, "Well, I know Uncle Yifan."

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

Feng Yifan and his father-in-law who had been pushed over looked at each other.

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

Ning Cheng didn't dare to say what he thought of the taste, which still disappointed Su Jinrong and Feng Yifan.

The seasoning of Feng Yifan stewed meat is adjusted according to the general taste in the village. Because it is a trial, there will inevitably be some deviations, and there will be 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 he wanted to hear Ning Cheng say that after eating the whole dish, how does he and his family feel, especially when he wants to become a chef in the future, he must have to More sensitive to taste, you can't just answer the word "delicious".

Su Jinrong thought for a while and said, "It doesn't matter, he is still a rookie, just like you did before, and it takes 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 grandfather. She handed the box in her hand to her mother. She stretched out her hand to pull her father and bends down. She hugged her father's neck and whispered in her father's ear: "Dad, you want Like you taught Uncle Xiaolin."

Hearing what his daughter said, Feng Yifan was stunned for a moment, then seemed to understand her daughter's meaning.

Thinking about it carefully, I felt a little anxious to ask Ning Cheng for the question just now.

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

After being reminded by his daughter, Feng Yifan also felt that he was indeed a little bit demanding of Ning Cheng.

He smiled and turned his head and whispered to his daughter: "Okay, since Ruoruo has spoken, then dad be patient and teach this Ning Cheng brother well. Ruoruo should go out with his mother and grandma, otherwise it’s late, in your box. All the dim sum is about to melt."

Hearing what his father said, Feng Ruoruo immediately left the matter of Ning Cheng's brother behind.

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 faster, or go faster, otherwise the ice cream inside will melt away, then Brother Haohao and Wen Sister Wen can't eat cold snacks."

Seeing her daughter in a hurry, Su Ruoxi said helplessly: "Okay, okay, let's go now, don't run, let's go faster and watch your feet carefully."

While following her daughter out, Su Ruoxi turned her head and glared at her husband.

The meaning in those eyes is obvious: you wait, come back at night and settle accounts with you.

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

In the kitchen, Ning Cheng had already started to practice knife skills.

Now Ning Cheng is probably used to it. He doesn't choose carrots carefully. Instead, he takes out a carrot from the basket. After washing it, he starts to stand in front of the dish.

Seeing Feng Yifan pushing Su Jinrong in, Ning Cheng only looked up and continued to lower his head to practice seriously.

This situation still makes Feng Yifan feel more satisfied.

Although Ning Cheng hasn't really practiced it 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 Suzao Soup. He also made some attempts. At the same time, he was trying to cook other ways to better use Suzao Soup. So as to present the dishes in different ways.

After some discussions, Feng Yifan thought of a way to better lock the taste of Suzaotang.

Su Jinrong was also a little surprised after hearing what his son-in-law said: "You mean, use the method of calling the chicken, pour the Suzao soup into the belly of the chicken, then wrap it with lotus leaves, wrap it in a layer of mud, and cook How to let the taste penetrate into the chicken during the cooking process?"

Feng Yifan nodded and said, "Not only can you make chicken, but you can also make other ingredients."

Speaking of this, Feng Yifan thought for a while and said: "I remember that among the Zhou Dynasty's eight treasures, there was a Cannon Dolphin who said that it was actually similar to the practice of calling a chicken."

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

This approach can better lock the flavor of the spices. It may be better than using a casserole to make the spices penetrate into the meat, so that the aroma 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, this method is currently a more advanced method abroad. It is slow cooking at low temperature. The ingredients and spices are sealed in a bag, and then put in constant temperature water. After cooking, the flavor of the spices finally penetrates into the ingredients."

Su Jinrong heard this and said, "Well, I have also 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 way of beckoning chicken first, and then we will try low-temperature slow cooking again."

Ning Cheng, who was practicing swordsmanship by the side, would still quietly listen to Feng Yifan and the others in his spare time.

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

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

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

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

But unfortunately, because it was a temporary intention, there are no ready-made lotus leaves at home, so for the time being, I can only think about it, maybe there is no way to actually do it.

But the son-in-law's bold vision really made Su Jinrong an eye-opener.

In the past, Su Jinrong felt that his son-in-law might be affected by a lot of western cooking, and his mastery of traditional cooking is no longer as skilled as before.

But now it seems that Feng Yifan not only has a good grasp, but also knows how to master it.

Su Jinrong feels that if the son-in-law really succeeds in the research, then Su Ji's cooking will be even more exciting.

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

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

Hearing Feng Ruoruo yelling, all the people in Yue Qingsong's family ran out.

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 that Brother Haohao, aunt, and grandma had all come out, and hurriedly picked up the box in his hand and said, "Hurry up and eat it. This is a snack made by my father. It is a cold snack. If you don't eat it anymore, All the cold ice cream inside has melted away."

Yue Qingsong's mother laughed when she heard it: "Hahaha, it turns out that the ice cream is going to melt away? I thought something was going on."

Feng Ruoruo said very seriously: "Grandma, ice cream is a big deal if it melts, and it won't taste good if it melts."

For the little girl, the ice cream in the snack melts away, which is a big deal.

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

"Hurry up, grandma, aunt, and brother Haohao, one of you, eat quickly, don't let the ice cream inside melt away."

The grandma listened and said with a smile: "Let your aunt and brother eat it. Grandma won't eat it when she is old."

Feng Ruoruo was not unwilling, pouting her small mouth and said, "No, the big grandma wants to eat too."

Lu Cuiling said behind her little granddaughter: "Old sister, if this is our family's heart, you can eat one and have a taste. The ice cream here is not the same as the ice cream sold in our village."

Su Ruoxi explained to the side: "These ice creams were actually made by Yifan himself before coming back. They are not as sweet and greasy as the ones I bought. Auntie, you can try them."

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

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

Seeing that the little girl was very anxious, everyone had to take one. 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. Let's give this to Sister Wenwen."

Originally, Yue Qihao was about to eat. Hearing what his sister said, he immediately agreed: "Okay, then let's go."

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

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

Grandma Yue Qihao even shouted: "Haohao, you are an elder brother, you must take good care of your younger sister, and don't let your younger sister get hurt."

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

Seeing the two children disappearing, Qi Yan smiled and asked Su Ruoxi: "It seems that my sister-in-law is used to it now. Don't worry, let Ruoruo run away in the village."

Su Ruoxi smiled and said, "Well, there are all folks from the village in the village, so I must rest assured."

Lu Cuiling also said: "Yes, don't worry, children have to run."

In fact, Han Wenwen's home is not far from Yue Qihao's home, so the two children didn't go far and saw Han Wenwen's home.

When he came to Han Wenwen’s house, Feng Ruoruo shouted: "Sister Wenwen, come out quickly. Brother Haohao and I are here. We brought you the dim sum made by my father. If you don’t come out, just this dim sum It's going to be melted, hurry up, hurry up."

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

Seeing Feng Ruoruo standing at the door with the box in her hand accompanied by Yue Qihao, Han Wenwen was really moved, and then welcomed the two children into the house.