Hardcore Chef Dad

After washing the dishes and chopsticks, Lu Cuiling, who walked out of the back kitchen, looked at her watch as soon as she saw that it was almost four o'clock. She immediately said excitedly: "Oh, let's go quickly, go to the kindergarten to pick up our home Ruoruo Xiao Baby go."

　　 Feng Yifan smiled and said to his wife: "Since parents are here today, then you take them to pick up Ruoruo, and I will stay with him in the store."

　　 Su Ruoxi hesitated when she heard the words, but she was pulled up by her mother-in-law before she spoke.

　　 Lu Cuiling took her daughter-in-law and said, "Okay, just follow what Yifan said. Let's pick up Ruoruo baby together. I really miss our Ruoruo baby."

　　 Su Ruoxi thought for a while and wanted to ask her husband: "Just you and dad, can you?"

　　 Feng Yifan smiled and said, "What's wrong with this? The big deal is that I will close the door a bit first, and push my dad to go to the kitchen, so dad can give me some guidance."

　　 Hearing her son said that she wanted her father-in-law to go to the back kitchen for guidance, Lu Cuiling remembered that her daughter-in-law and aunt were coming to eat.

　　 "By the way, my son, Su Lanxin said that he is coming to eat. Are you really going to entertain her? I think she will deliberately make things difficult for you. Are you sure you really have no problem?"

　　 Feng Yifan said confidently: "It's okay, let her come. If it's deliberately making things difficult, I won't take care of it."

　　 Hearing her son's words, Lu Cuiling smiled and nodded: "Yes, mom likes that, and deliberately makes things difficult, so you don't serve her. You don't rely on her Su Lanxin to order a meal. Mom will help you drive her out."

　　 Mother's sturdyness, Feng Yifan has learned from his past and present life, so letting his mother face Fu Su Lanxin, it must be more than rubbing.

　　 "Thank you mom, my son will not shame you."

　　Lu Cuiling finally nodded in satisfaction, then glanced at the clock again, and hurriedly urged her daughter-in-law and wife to go out: "Oh, hurry up, our little baby kindergarten is about to end."

　　 Su Jinrong in a wheelchair, watching her daughter go out with her in-laws, she did not forget to shout, "Be careful."

　　 After Feng Yifan waited for his parents and his wife to leave, he thought about coming to his father-in-law and talked to him very seriously.

"Dad, my aunt is here this time. I definitely intend to test my strength. I have been abroad for these years, and I have not let go of these dishes in our family. I am sure about the famous dishes, but there is one thing that I am not. Too sure."

　　Su Jinrong looked at his son-in-law with a very serious expression, and asked in a deep voice, "What?"

　　 Feng Yifan replied truthfully: "The most representative dish of our family's'Venice Tofu'."

　　Su Jinrong asked seriously: "Yes, how big is it to hold?"

　　 The reason why Feng Yifan is not sure about Vance Tofu is naturally not because of the long stay abroad, but because of the special nature of this dish, which cannot be made in a short time by rebirth.

　　Vance Tofu focuses not only on the soup preparation, but also on the amazing knife skills.

　　The key point is that Vance Tofu needs a special knife to cut the tofu, otherwise the soft tofu cannot be cut as thin as a knife.

　　 And that kind of special knife skills can not be done by memory alone. It takes a long period of training to achieve a muscle memory before it can be truly used freely.

　　 Feng Yifan, who hadn't personally touched this point for many years in his previous life, could not do it in a short time even if he knew the essentials and skills.

　　Su Jinrong looked at his son-in-law, and he thought in his mind that his son-in-law had been abroad for five years, and he might not have practiced Vance Tofu in five years. So he can also understand the son-in-law's worries about this dish.

　　 Su Jinrong hesitated for a moment and asked: "Are you sure, she will order?"

Feng Yifan said with certainty: "Yes, because of her aunt's personality, since she said she is going to eat, it is definitely not as simple as eating. Aunty knows very well that in the dishes of Chef Su Ji, there must be the dish "Vensi Tofu". ."

　　Su Jinrong also understood that his son-in-law was right. Before he had a stroke, his sister ordered this dish the first time he took someone to the door.

　　 That time, Su Jinrong lost, and only then suffered a stroke of anger.

　　 But Su Jinrong didn't lose in knife skills that time. With his years of immersion in knife skills, the chef Su Lanxin brought was not enough to beat him in knife skills. That time he lost in soup seasoning.

　　 Many people know Vance Tofu, and most of them are amazed at the skill of cutting the tofu into filaments.

　　 Even in some local restaurants, shredded tofu is used as a performance.

　　 In fact, Vance Tofu is a soup dish, so as a dish, its most colorful place should be the taste of the soup, which perfectly blends with shredded tofu, shiitake mushrooms, and shredded green cabbage.

　　Good Vance Tofu, the focus is never on the shredded tofu like an ink scroll, but on the flavor of the whole dish.

The artistic conception displayed by the "color, shape, and meaning" of 　　 dishes is really important, but if a dish lacks the "fragrance" and "taste", then it cannot be called a dish.

　　 So the dazzling skills in cooking may be eye-catching, but if you want to really retain the guests, you still have to return to the "taste".

　　 Su Jinrong lost before, he lost because of the pursuit of dazzling skills and neglecting the harmony and balance of taste.

　　 Therefore, although Su Jinrong was infuriated by his sister's words, some of them hated himself and failed to truly inherit the essence of his father's Su Ji cuisine.

　　 Although Su Jinrong has let go of his mind these days, it does not mean that he will give up easily, completely forgive his sister, and even give up the old plaque.

　　 On the contrary, in Su Jinrong's heart, he is more determined to hold on to the old plaque of Su Ji~www.novelmt.com~ Thinking about this, Su Jinrong thought about it carefully and said: "The shape and the meaning are the first."

　　 Feng Yifan heard what his father-in-law said, and at first he didn't quite understand it, but after careful consideration, he slowly understood what his father-in-law meant.

　　Shape and mind only need to be done.

　　 and more importantly, taste.

　　 Want to understand this, Feng Yifan bent over and smiled and said to his father-in-law: "Dad, should we go in? I'll make the soup, you help me taste it?"

　　Su Jinrong looked at his son-in-law, smiled in his eyebrows and nodded in approval.

　　 Feng Yifan closed the second door of the restaurant. There was a cessation sign on the door. He didn't specifically lock the door. He just explained to some people next door to help check the door.

　　 Then he went back to the restaurant, pushed his father-in-law into the back kitchen, took out the various condiments, and prepared a few stocks.

　　 Then, under the witness of his father-in-law, Feng Yifan tried again and again to make the soup to make the best taste.

　　 Blended again and again, and tried the taste with father-in-law again and again.

　　 At this moment, the two of Weng and Son almost fell into a kind of madness, a crazy pursuit of the ultimate taste, and tried again and again, just to find the balance of that taste.

　　 It is not the ultimate deliciousness, nor is it an unusually prominent taste.

　　 should be a kind of freshness that comes out of smoothness, a kind of beauty that can be presented in simplicity.

　　The soup made in such a blending place can complement the simplest tofu shreds, and jointly compose a song of "color, fragrance, and shape" on the tip of the tongue, letting people return to the taste of the dishes themselves, rather than simply admiring the gorgeous knife craftsmanship.