Hardcore Chef Dad

Although Shen Qingluo is not so confident in Lin Ruifeng, Lin Ruifeng himself is still relatively calm. He still wakes up early in the morning according to the daily procedure, and then begins to prepare various ingredients.

In Lin Ruifeng's heart, he actually took a sigh of relief, and he hoped to prove it to everyone.

It proves that he is Feng Yifan, the qualified apprentice of the now famous chef.

So facing the challenge of Ma Xiaolong, Lin Ruifeng was not afraid of the slightest, but was full of expectations and excitement. He felt that this was an opportunity for him to prove to everyone.

Shen Qingluo didn't know if it was because he was worried about Lin Ruifeng? Or is it because her shop has been renovated during this time, because the old street is still being repaired and cannot be opened, which is more leisurely?

Every morning, she would come to Lin's early shop early every morning, stay in the early shop, and accompany Lin Ruifeng to prepare materials.

Many times, seeing Shen Qingluo next to him seems a little boring, Lin Ruifeng can’t help but say: “Or go back and sleep for a while. Run over and stay with me here."

When Shen Qingluo heard this, he suddenly pouted and asked with some unhappy: "What's the matter? Do you dislike me being next to disturb you? Don't you want me to come? Then I won't come, okay? "

Hearing this, Lin Ruifeng hurriedly grabbed Shen Qingluo who was about to leave.

"No, no, I didn't mean that. I didn't say that you shouldn't come, and I didn't mean to drive you away. You, don't get me wrong."

Shen Qingluo still said with a full face of displeasure: "Huh, is it so reluctant? Then I'll leave."

Lin Ruifeng is really a little helpless, so he can only continue to say: "I am not forced, I really like you to be with me next to me, I, I am actually worried, will you be boring to be with me like this?"

Shen Qingluo saw Lin Ruifeng's anxious face, a little frantic, and she couldn't help but smile: "Okay, okay, hurry up and continue to prepare your things, I will not be bored by watching you when you are busy. , Because I find it very interesting to see you more and more like your master."

Seeing Shen Qingluo smile, Lin Ruifeng was also relieved. At this time, after loosening Shen Qingluo's wrist, he realized that he hadn't washed his hands just now, because he grabbed Shen Qingluo's hand and rubbed a lot of oil stains on her wrist.

"Oh, sorry, I didn't mean it."

Shen Qingluo looked down at the oil stains on his wrists, smiled and said, "It's okay. In this way, I can work with you. This is proof of my work."

Seeing Shen Qingluo like this, Lin Ruifeng felt very unreal for a moment.

I am just an apprentice, and now I have to set up a street stall every day and work hard against the lampblack. No matter how you look at it, Lin Ruifeng doesn't think he has any excellence. Even feel that there is a big gap between himself and Shen Qingluo.

Shen Qingluo is a college student who has returned from abroad, and has long been regarded as a small celebrity in the fashion design industry, and now he is planning to open a small clothing store. Coupled with her family background, Lin Ruifeng feels that the gap between herself and the other party is simply a difference.

In a daze, Lin Ruifeng didn't understand why Shen Qingluo liked herself?

Why is Shen Qingluo willing to accompany him like this?

Shen Qingluo saw Lin Ruifeng stunned, and there was some trance in her eyes, as if she had fallen into a state of contemplation among the demon servants.

She stretched out her hand, squeezed Lin Ruifeng's nose and said, "What's the matter? Now it's your turn to work hard, right? Tell me, if you look like this all day, how can you let me rest assured Come to guard you? If I don't come, will you not be able to go out of the stall today?"

Being pinched by Shen Qingluo, Lin Ruifeng woke up after hearing her words.

"Sorry, I'm a little distracted."

Shen Qingluo smiled curiously and asked, "What were you thinking about just now? Did you look at me thinking something embarrassing?"

Facing Shen Qingluo's playful compelling question, Lin Ruifeng's face was flushed with the question all at once.

He could only take two steps back and shook his head and said, "No, no."

Shen Qingluo asked solemnly: "Really not?"

At this moment, Shen Qingluo was very close to herself, so close that Lin Ruifeng could see Shen Qingluo’s beautiful face clearly, she could see her pure and flawless face, large watery eyes, and long eyelashes all up and down. Fanning, there is a tall nose bridge, bright red lips underneath.

Gudong.

Lin Ruifeng looked at it and swallowed subconsciously.

Almost at the moment Lin Ruifeng swallowed, Shen Qingluo suddenly smiled and backed away.

"Hahaha, you really are thinking about being ashamed? I know, how could you not want to? I'm so beautiful, right?"

Hearing these words, Lin Ruifeng suddenly took two steps forward and approached Shen Qingluo.

Then he opened his mouth, wanted to say something, stretched out his hand to take Shen Qingluo into his arms.

But Shen Qingluo suddenly said: "Don't move, your hands are all oil, you can't hold me, you will stain my clothes, you stand up for me, don't get close anymore."

Under Shen Qingluo's order, Lin Ruifeng seemed to have been placed in place by the fixation technique.

The next moment, Shen Qingluo suddenly stepped forward, and after standing on tiptoe, he pecked Lin Ruifeng's lips.

After kissing like this, Shen Qingluo's cheeks blushed instantly. After stepping back a few steps, he covered his face and turned around and said: "It's okay, you go to work and don't look at me anymore."

After Lin Ruifeng was stunned for a while, he finally recovered and subconsciously licked his lips.

After that, he stepped forward two steps and came behind Shen Qingluo, trying to stretch out his hand to embrace the other party in his arms. But after raising his hand, he saw oil stains on his hand, so Lin Ruifeng had to stop.

The two stood there for a while in the early shop. After Shen Qingluo eased his emotions, he finally turned to face Lin Ruifeng. The two young men looked at each other, and Shen Qingluo said, "Okay, can you work hard? And you must work hard to win."

Lin Ruifeng laughed, nodded seriously and said, "Okay, I will definitely win."

In the following time, accompanied by Shen Qingluo, Lin Ruifeng continued to prepare materials.

He also absorbed the experience he learned from Ma Xiaolong these days. In the morning, he made char siu, roasted goose, and roasted duck in the shop, and then all cut and prepared them. When you go to the stall after preparation, it is heated on an iron plate and sold with fried rice.

Although this method cannot guarantee the perfect taste of roasted goose and roasted duck, the taste of roasted goose and roasted duck will not be bad after the second frying on the iron plate, and it will be great when paired with fried rice.

Of course, Lin Ruifeng also faces a problem, that is, doing so will make the fried rice more greasy.

It may be too oily, leaving many diners with a lot of fried rice. And if you eat it for a long time, you will feel very tired, and maybe gradually you will not want to eat like this. So Lin Ruifeng needs to think of a better way to neutralize the oiliness.

Seeing Lin Ruifeng thinking about a solution, Shen Qingluo couldn't help but ask: "Didn't the little uncle teach you the method before? What method did the little uncle use?"

Lin Ruifeng said in a deep voice, “Master’s method is to add some sour plums to the rice when cooking, so that the cooked rice will have some sourness of sour plums, and then when it’s used to make fried rice, the sour plums The sour taste can neutralize part of the greasy taste."

Shen Qingluo was a little surprised: "Huh? Did you use sour plums for cooking?"

Lin Ruifeng nodded: "Yes, before leaving, Master has improved the method of cooking rice. It uses sour plum water to cook the rice, which preserves the taste but will not allow diners to eat it."

Having said that, Lin Ruifeng opened the rice pot and let Shen Qingluo look at the rice in the pot.

Seeing the sour plum in the rice, Shen Qingluo was even more surprised: "So you can cook rice like this?"

Lin Ruifeng closed the lid and said, "Master's method is very good. You can neutralize a lot of greasy texture during the cooking process, and the fried rice will taste more delicious."

Shen Qingluo nodded: "Well, Chef Feng is really amazing."

Then she asked curiously: "Since this method is good, what are your worries? Just continue to follow this method."

Lin Ruifeng shook his head: "No, if you add char siu, roast goose, and roast duck to the fried rice, this method will not completely neutralize the greasy feeling. If you increase the amount of sour plum, it will make the taste worse, so you must Think of a new way."

Seeing Lin Ruifeng sinking into thought, Shen Qingluo did not speak any more, quietly waiting for him to think of a way.

Just want to improve and innovate where is so easy?

Lin Ruifeng's current level has indeed not yet reached the level that can be improved and innovated. It is already very difficult for him to follow the process taught by the master and to do all kinds of things at the stall. Want to improve the taste, it is indeed a bit super-class.

But Lin Ruifeng was not discouraged either, he decided to try something on his own.

So he quickly followed the steps taught by the master to prepare everything.

Then he started to make fried rice, and after the fried rice was finished, he added the char siu to the fried rice. Just looking at the appearance of such a dish of char siu fried rice, it is really very good.

Shen Qingluo's eyes gleamed: "Yes, Xiaolinzi, your fried rice is excellent."

Lin Ruifeng smiled and asked Shen Qingluo to sit down, put the plate of fried rice in front of Shen Qingluo and said, "Okay, please taste it and see if it will be greasy."

Shen Qingluo was not polite, and sat down to take the spoon Lin Ruifeng handed him.

"Well, let me have a taste, my boyfriend's char siu fried rice."

The first is a bite of fried rice. The rice grains are distinct, and each grain is evenly hung with egg jelly. With the aroma of barbecued pork, the entrance is really delicious.

Especially the gravy of char siu seeps into the fried rice, as if every grain of rice is like a piece of meat.

Shen Qingluo took two bites and said with a smile: "This tastes good, Ruifeng, you are really amazing."

Lin Ruifeng sighed and said, "You take a few more mouthfuls."

Shen Qingluo is very strange, don't understand how delicious it is, why is Lin Ruifeng still dissatisfied? According to what Lin Ruifeng said, she ate several more mouthfuls in a row.

Finally, Shen Qingluo gradually discovered the problem with this plate of fried rice.

After eating a few more bites, it really feels very greasy.

And during the eating process, the fried rice will slowly cool down. Once it is no longer very hot, it will taste a bit more like chewing wax. This plate of fried rice is really not delicious at all.

Seeing the expression on Shen Qingluo's face, Lin Ruifeng had already guessed how she felt after eating.

"Did you find the problem? The fried rice must be eaten while it is hot, and you can't eat a lot of mouthfuls. If you keep eating it, you will soon feel very oily and you will feel a heavy greasy taste, and once you stop because of the greasy mouth The fried rice will cool down very quickly, and it will be even more unpalatable when it is cold."

Shen Qingluo put down the spoon in his hand and stretched out his hand to hold the somewhat decadent Lin Ruifeng.

"It's okay. Let's think of a way together. I believe there will be a good solution. Maybe we can reduce the amount? Then everyone will eat after a few mouthfuls, so they won't notice the greasiness? There will be no leftovers, of course. This is my suggestion."

Lin Ruifeng smiled and said, "Thank you, I understand that this cannot be done all at once."

Shen Qingluo nodded and said, "Well, come on, I believe you must have a way."

In the next time, Lin Ruifeng continued to prepare. Although he had not been able to completely solve the greasy problem, he still had to make various preparations for the stall.

Shen Qingluo has been with Lin Ruifeng, watching him busy alone, it really feels very interesting.

At noon, the temperature outside gradually increased, and Zhao Daxia also rushed over.

The three of them had lunch together at the Lin's shop. In the afternoon, Zhao Daxia and Lin Ruifeng prepared the goods together. They prepared roast goose, roast duck and barbecued pork in advance, and also prepared various noodle toppings, and of course wontons. Pack everything in advance.

Now Zhao Daxia is also experienced, able to help Lin Ruifeng do all kinds of things together.

Shen Qingluo also helps from time to time, and she also finds some fun in cooking.

Everything was ready. After four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun outside began to shift to the west~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The sun was no longer so poisonous. Lin Ruifeng and the others put all the prepared ingredients on the cart.

The three of them pushed the cart together to set up a stall.

Because the ancient street is undergoing pavement renovation, it is a bit difficult to walk from one side of Lin's shop to the other. Lin Ruifeng and the others simply went out from the other side of the old street and went around to the small market from outside the old street.

Let Zhao Daxia walk behind the cart, looking at the two young people in front of the cart while they are very intimate, and the corners of their mouths are also slightly raised. Looking at the pair of figures in front, Zhao Daxia even vaguely saw the sweetness of her and her husband.

Thinking about it, Zhao Daxia couldn't help but start to miss her husband, miss the children who stayed at home, and miss home.

But Zhao Daxia knew that she could not go back for the time being, and she had to work hard to make more money.

When Zhao Daxia was homesick, suddenly the mobile phone in her pocket rang. She pushed the car with one hand and took out the mobile phone with the other. Seeing the number on the screen, she quickly connected.

At the moment when the phone was connected, Zhao Daxia heard the voices and words on the other side of the phone, which also changed her expression.