Hardcore Chef Dad

"Dad, what are you and grandma doing behind? We and Uncle Yang are here to learn how to cook with you."

Feng Ruoruo called "Su Ji Xiaobawang" outside the water room, and Feng Yifan quickly turned his head and responded outside: "Come on."

In response, Feng Yifan quickly turned and walked out of the water room. Seeing Feng Ruoruo, who had been taking a nap and had had a snack with a good friend, pouted and waited at the back door of the kitchen.

Seeing his father come out, Feng Ruoruo stepped forward and said, "Dad, why are you so slow?"

Feng Yifan hurried two steps forward, squatted down and smiled and said to his daughter: "Dad is talking about the new dishwasher lady."

Feng Ruoruo heard his father's explanation, and suddenly became a little curious: "Who is the new dishwashing lady?"

As she was talking, Lu Cuiling led Zhao Daxia out and introduced her to her little granddaughter: "This is the aunt who is invited by grandma to help Dad wash the dishes. If you call her "Auntie".

Feng Ruoruo looked at this Zhao Daxia, took a look, and said openly, "Good aunt, thank you for helping Dad wash the dishes."

When Zhao Daxia saw the little girl with red lips and white teeth, she was very cute, and when she heard the little girl take the initiative to greet herself, she suddenly felt that the little girl was very cute.

"You're fine, you're welcome, the aunt will wash the dishes for your father, and your father paid for it."

Feng Ruoruo said cheerfully after hearing this, “Thank you, auntie too. If you come to wash the dishes for Dad, Dad will have more time to play with Ruoruo and make snacks for Ruoruo.”

After hearing this, Zhao Daxia smiled and said, "The little girl is so smart."

Feng Ruoruo was a little embarrassed to be praised: "Thank you, auntie."

Then, the little girl remembered that Xixi's father was still looking for his father to learn how to cook, and she quickly took her father's hand and said, "Daddy, let's go in quickly. Xixi, Fei Fei, and Uncle Yang, as well as grandparents are waiting. you."

Feng Yifan held her daughter's small hand and said to her mother and Zhao Daxia: "Mom, you take your eldest sister to the front first, let's get acquainted."

Lu Cuiling replied: "Okay, let's sit in the front first, and don't bother you to learn how to cook."

Zhao Daxia followed Lu Cuiling through the back kitchen. When she went to the restaurant in front, she also saw two little girls in the kitchen. And when I came here, the old couple I met before and the man who talked a lot were also there.

Following Lu Cuiling out of the kitchen, Zhao Daxia couldn't help but ask: "Auntie, I want to ask, are those people in the kitchen the boss's apprentice?"

Lu Cuiling replied indifferently: "No, they are the parents of my granddaughter's kindergarten children."

Zhao Daxia went on to be very surprised: "Then why does the boss teach them to cook? If this has been taught to others, wouldn't you not come to your house to eat?"

Su Ruoxi just greeted her and wanted to talk to her mother-in-law when she heard what Zhao Daxia said.

Su Ruoxi said immediately: "They are all friends, and they can't come to our restaurant every day and teach them how to cook, mainly for them to cook for their children after they get home."

Zhao Daxia is still very strange after hearing this: "Your restaurant is really strange. Other restaurants can't hate more customers and make more money. Why doesn't your family seem to care at all?"

Lu Cuiling said lightly: "You can make money and you don't have to worry about it everywhere."

Su Ruoxi smiled and explained: "Everyone is a friend. Don't be so particular about it. Sister, sit down and rest. Our business hours are still early."

Zhao Daxia then asked: "I have to wait for the boss, do you want to finish cooking?"

Su Ruoxi looked at her watch, and then said: "We all start dinner at five o'clock in the afternoon."

Zhao Daxia was also a little surprised: "Huh? Are you still waiting until five o'clock?"

Lu Cuiling was a little impatient and said, "It's too early and no one is here for dinner. You can find a place to sit down and rest. When the business starts, you can go to the back to help."

When Zhao Daxia heard the words, she had no choice but to agree, and found a place to sit down and wait, after all, it was nearly an hour away from five o'clock.

In the kitchen, Feng Yifan has already started teaching the parents of the two families how to cook.

"Today, we will make a braised pork in braised sauce. It is a more homely method. Let everyone go home and make it for the little ones at home."

Yang Xiaoxi immediately said, "Daddy Feng, you must teach my dad."

When Yang Zhiyi heard her daughter's words, he couldn't help saying: "Yang Xiaoxi, are you so optimistic about your father? Don't you think he can't learn it?"

Yang Xiaoxi pouted and said, "Dad, you are a little stupid, so you must study hard."

His daughter's words made Yang Zhiyi very depressed. After holding back for a long time, he said: "Today, my father must learn it once to let you know how great my father is. I will make you the same braised pork as my father Feng at home in the future."

When Fei Fei heard this, Grandpa said with a smile: "Yes, not bad, today Dad Xixi finally has the will to fight."

Feng Yifan also smiled, and first carefully selected a piece of pork belly.

Seeing the beautiful three-layered pattern of pork belly, Yang Zhiyi subconsciously couldn't help but slobbered.

After being heard by the three little girls, Yang Xiaoxi immediately said, "Dad, the meat hasn't been cooked yet, why do you start to drool?"

Feng Ruoruo said more seriously: "Uncle, you can't eat anything that is not cooked. It will ruin your stomach."

Chen Yaofei also agreed very seriously: "Yes, Uncle Yang, you must cook it."

Yang Zhiyi was said that his face blushed, and he could only say: "I just think this piece of meat is great. I think it will be delicious if it is made."

The conversation between the three little girls and Yang Zhiyi also made Feng Yifan and Feifei's grandparents unhappy.

Feng Yifan took the meat and put it on the chopping board and said: "How to choose the meat? It shouldn't be necessary to say? Braised pork must use pork belly. The five flowers under the ribs are the best."

Next, Feng Yifan sits in the pot directly on the fire. After heating the empty pot, he directly puts the selected four-sided pork belly with the skin down and puts it in an iron pan for frying.

Seeing this step, both Yang Zhiyi and Feifei's grandparents felt very strange.

Grandma Feifei asked strangely: "Dad Ruoruo, what are you doing here?"

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "This is actually to remove the smell from the pigskin. When you make it at home, you can omit this step and use boiling water instead."

After frying the pigskin to golden brown or even a little black, Feng Yifan put the pork belly in clean water to wash it.

"If you do this step at home, you must wash the pig skin, otherwise the bitterness of fried pig skin will remain."

After some cleaning, Feng Ruoruo clapped his hands and exclaimed: "Daddy will clean it up, great."

Feng Yifan also felt very happy to have her daughter applauded nearby, and smiled and continued to the next step.

"The next step is to cook the meat. Maybe many people ignore this step when cooking at home, which will cause the meat to burn out and not taste good. Now the pork has a strong residual odor and must be cooked."

Pork the pork in a pot under cold water, pour some rice wine, green onion knots and a few slices of ginger.

When it was boiling, Feng Yifan carefully skimmed the foam with a spoon.

Yang Zhiyi looked strangely and asked, "Chef Feng, you don't use water for cooking meat. Why do you bother to get rid of the foam?"

Feng Yifan smiled and said: "Think about it, cooking meat is to cook out the impurities. Now that the impurities are cooked out, if you don't clean them up, will they be boiled back into the meat again?"

Yang Zhiyi suddenly heard this: "Oh, that's how it is."

Yang Xiaoxi curled his lips and said, "Dad, you are stupid."

Yang Zhiyi listened to his daughter and said seriously: "Dad doesn't understand, so dad has to ask clearly, how else can you go home and make delicious food for you and mom?"

Yang Xiaoxi thought that his father was right, and then said: "Well, that father is not stupid, you have to study hard."

After skimming the froth and cooking for a while, Feng Yifan took the pork out and put it in cold water for a while to remove the cold and clean the meat.

Then Feng Yifan fished out the pork and began to make some changes to the knife.

Seeing Feng Yifan cutting the pork into four squares of the same size, both Yang Zhiyi and Feifei's grandparents were a little surprised.

Because of the seemingly casual change of the knife, Feng Yifan's meat pieces were almost the same size.

After cutting the meat, I was a little surprised to see the three parents. Feng Yifan added: "If you are at home, you don't have to cut it all into the same size, just feel free to do it."

After cutting the meat, Feng Yifan put the pot on the fire again, letting out a little oil first.

When putting the oil in, Feng Yifan said again: "This oil, I am not using pork, but the scallion oil I fried myself, to enhance the aroma and to better remove the peculiar smell of the meat."

Yang Zhiyi immediately said, "Chef Feng, then you have to tell us how to make this scallion oil."

Feng Yifan responded with a smile: "Don't worry, I will tell you when I look back."

After that, Feng Yifan poured the meat into the pot and started to stir-fry slowly over a low fire, then stir-fry the oil of the meat bit by bit.

"It must be noted that after the oil is stir-fried, the meat must be served once, because so much oil cannot be used. The process of this step is to stir-fry the excess oil in the meat so that it can be used. Not fatty."

Hearing this, Grandma Faey said: "It turned out to be like this. No wonder my family burns a lot of oil, which makes you greasy after eating."

After pouring the meat out, Feng Yifan then adjusted the fire to a very low level, and only put a little oil in the pot.

Seeing this scene, Yang Zhiyi asked strangely: "Chef Feng, what are you doing?"

Feng Yifan replied with a smile: "The next step is to fry sugar."

Grandpa Fei Fei was surprised when he heard this: "Oh? It turns out to be colored with sugar? This is a very technical job."

Feng Yifan put the rock candy in the pot, and then added some water.

"I use water and oil to stir fry. It's actually not that difficult. Just be careful to stir fry on a low fire. Never worry. Slowly use a spoon and gently push it in one direction."

Fried sugar color is indeed very time-consuming. Everyone stood by and watched carefully, the sugar color gradually changed its color.

Feng Yifan also carefully explained: "When the big bubble reaches the small bubble, the color has gradually darkened, and it will be fine when the small bubble is going to go down."

As he said, he added water to the pot and flushed out the sticky sugar in the pot.

Although the sugar was washed away, the color of the fried sugar is still there, a bit like soy sauce soup.

Feng Yifan also poured in a little bit of rice wine, boiled it again to let the taste of the wine evaporate, and poured out the sugar-colored soup.

"Now that the preparations are basically completed, we will officially start roasting meat."

Yang Zhiyi was surprised when he heard this: "What? This is the end of the preparatory work? Is it going to officially start now?"

Feng Yifan has to carefully prepare these things before he can ensure that he can cook the meat in one place.

After that, there is no verbosity. Put a little oil in the pot, put the green onion, ginger, bay leaf, star anise, and a white koto to stir fry.

After the taste comes out, pour all the previous pieces of meat into the pot and stir fry together.

Then add hot water to cover the meat, add some rice wine, and then scoop a spoonful of sugar-colored soup in it, and then it's seasoning.

Add some soy sauce, then a little sugar, and then a little salt.

"You have to pay attention here, you can't add cold water, you should add hot water to the pot to stew."

After finishing the seasoning, cook it over a high fire first. Feng Yifan poured this pot of meat directly into the pressure cooker whose bottom was brushed with oil.

"For this dish, the soup must be completely boiled. Now that there is a pressure cooker, it saves a lot of trouble and a lot of time."

Pressing the meat in the pressure cooker, Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Okay, even if it is done, only wait for the meat to be pressed out at the end."

Seeing this, Yang Zhiyi and Fei Fei's grandparents watched the whole process.

Although it does not seem complicated, the three parents still feel very particular about the many details in this process.

Next, Feng Yifan explained the making of scallion oil and prepared some boiled eggs: "You can use a knife on the surface of the eggs, then use oil to fry them a little bit, and then cook them with the meat. It's more delicious."

That said, Feng Yifan did the same.

When the eggs are almost fried and the meat is almost pressed, put the eggs in and braise them together.

At this time, the fragrance has come out, and the whole back kitchen is filled with meaty fragrance, which makes people can't help but **** their saliva.

Especially the three little girls can't wait.

"Dad, hurry up, I really want to eat."

"Papa Feng~www.wuxiaspot.com~Xixi wants to eat too."

"Papa Feng, Fai Fei wants to eat too."

Feng Yifan smiled and calmed the little girls: "Don't worry, it will be done right away. We want to boil the eggs to taste."

Speaking of this, Feng Yifan said to Feifei's grandparents and Xixi's father: "If you make it at home and you are not in a hurry, I suggest that you don't use a pressure cooker and use an iron pan to cook it slowly. It will taste better. "

After some simmering, the pressure cooker finally deflated, and Feng Yifan opened the lid again.

In an instant, a more fragrant flavor rushed out.

Don't talk about the three little girls and Yang Zhiyi, even Fei Fei's grandparents couldn't help swallowing several times in a row.

Feng Yifan took the braised pork out of the pressure cooker, put it in a small black casserole piece by piece, topped it with the soup in the pot, and sprinkled it with a little green onion.

A delicate braised pork is ready.