Su Ji This afternoon, the time in front of him was delayed by the bosses on the old street, so Feng Yifan couldn't go to make snacks for his daughter early.

When Li Jianping, Yang Zhigang, Fan Chaodong, and Wang Cuifeng all left, Feng Yifan and Su Ruoxi served refreshments to the few old people left, so that the old people could rest and chat in the closed restaurant.

Feng Yifan led his wife to the back kitchen to start today's dessert making teaching.

When making it, Su Ruoxi watched and studied carefully, and at the same time asked her husband a little strangely: "Why do you know so many desserts? ”

The desserts made by Feng Yifan today are indeed not foreign desserts, but traditional shaqima today.

Feng Yifan smiled and said to his wife while being in front of him: "Because your husband is a genius." ”

Su Ruoxi suddenly pouted: "It's stinky again, isn't it?"

Seeing that his wife was unhappy, Feng Yifan hugged his wife's waist and said: "Don't be angry, in fact, the production of these dim sum is often a one-stop-all process, as long as you master the skills, many things will be easy." ”

Today's Shaqima, Feng Yifan has made a slight improvement on the basis of tradition, and did not use only white sugar, but added some honey.

And instead of using only green and red silk, some preserved fruits are also added to increase some flavor diversity.

Feng Yifan also prepared some nuts, which can be described as very luxurious production.

Su Ruoxi watched her husband do it while learning.

Seeing that Shaqima was still more complicated this time, he asked again: "You look at it, it's not as simple as what you said, I feel that this is really complicated." ”

Feng Yifan smiled and said to his wife: "Actually, it's really not difficult, the main thing is that you have to master this skill." ”

Next, Feng Yifan naturally had no reservations and taught various production skills to his wife.

Shaqima is first fried, and after frying, it is also stir-fried. The real difficulty lies in the stir-frying, which is to evenly coat the noodles with sugar sauce after frying.

Moreover, Feng Yifan is mixed with nut kernels, and it is necessary to ensure that the nut kernels can also be evenly distributed.

In this process, Feng Yifan used two wooden sticks that were not long to keep stir-frying in the pot, which was really a test of skills, strength, and fire control.

After frying, take the well-fried shaqima out of the pot and place it on a plate that has already laid a layer of green and red silk and preserved fruits.

Feng Yifan took over a knife and quickly pressed and shaped it horizontally with the blade.

This time, Su Ruoxi saw that the miraculous thing was that her husband didn't use the mold at all, so he pressed out a long strip of shaqima with his hands.

At this scene, Su Ruoxi was really a little surprised.

You know, it's still a little hot.

But Feng Yifan didn't care about being hot at all, he just pressed the shaping when it was so hot, and it didn't even work for the mold, so he used a kitchen knife to finish the shaping.

Finding his wife's surprised expression, Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Actually, this is not hot, you see that this sugar is gently pinched, it doesn't feel very hot, and then it comes out." ”

It was shaped into long strips, and Feng Yifan gently cut them, all of which were cut into slender strips.

After cutting, Feng Yifan picked up a piece and handed it to his wife's mouth: "Come, taste it, is it the same as what you ate when you were a child?"

Su Ruoxi liked to eat Shaqima when she was a child, especially when her grandfather was alive, some people who came to visit her grandfather from the capital would always bring snacks from the capital, and there would be Shaqima.

Because the identity of the grandfather is there, the people who come to visit the grandfather will not buy that kind of machined shaqima. Usually people from the capital will bring the handmade shaqima from the master in the capital.

Su Ruoxi took a bite and chewed, which surprised her again. The husband made this very similar to what she ate when she was a child.

Not very sweet, fried short noodles are not very hard, and they taste crispy and fluffy. Coupled with the nutty fragrance, it is really delicious to feel fragrant in every bite.

asked her husband to feed herself and finish eating a piece, Su Ruoxi exclaimed: "What you made is really similar to the taste I made when I was a child." ”

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Well, if you like it, it's good, if you like it, your daughter will definitely like it too." ”

Then, Feng Yifan selected a few more pieces and placed them in a small white porcelain plate.

Su Ruoxi asked strangely, "Who are you giving this for?"

Seeing that his wife had already pinched another piece to eat, Feng Yifan laughed: "Of course, this is to be taken to Aunt Liu and them to taste, we can't eat alone." ”

Su Ruoxi, who was eating the second piece, was stunned for a moment, and then immediately said angrily: "If you say that I eat alone, I will ignore you." ”

Seeing his wife's puffed appearance, she really looked like a willful and naughty little girl, which made Feng Yifan couldn't help laughing.

Her husband smiled, which made Su Ruoxi even more annoyed, turned her head and said, "Hmph, ignore you." ”

Although he turned his head and ignored her husband, Shaqima did not let go of the hand in his hand. Su Ruoxi is still eating one bite at a time, this Shaqima is really very suitable for her appetite.

Feng Yifan didn't break it when he saw this, and said with a smile: "You eat slowly, I'll send this to the old people in front." ”

Where did Su Ruoxi still have the strength to pay attention to her husband, she just nodded and agreed, and continued to eat there alone like a "little mouse".

Seeing his wife's cute appearance, Feng Yifan was so happy that he walked towards the restaurant in front of him with a plate.

Come to the front and present Shaqima to the old people.

Liu Wanhua couldn't help but be a little surprised when she saw this traditional shaqima: "Yifan, do you still make such a traditional shaqima? ”

Feng Yifan responded with a smile: "Aunt Liu, I have also seen some tutorials, and I am groping for it, everyone will taste it and give me some advice." ”

Lin Zekang looked at it and said: "Shaqima, when I went to the capital on a business trip when I was young, I once ate a very authentic one, which was made by a real master, and the taste was really different from what I bought later." ”

Tang Zhuochen was a little impatient and said, "Okay, let's try it quickly." ”

Zhang Maosheng smiled and said, "Look, Old Tang is greedy." ”

Then, the old people did not hesitate, and one person pinched a piece and put it in his mouth to taste it.

As soon as you eat it, the crispy and some soft, sweet but not greasy taste makes the old people eat one by one with a smile on their faces.

Liu Wanhua finished taking a bite and said, "Okay, it's really delicious, Yifan, you did a great job." ”

Lin Zekang also said: "Yes, this is the taste, the time I ate it when I was young, it is such a taste, it is really delicious, sweet but not greasy, crispy and soft." ”

Zhang Maosheng took over and said: "Yifan is mixed with nuts, and these nut fragrances are even more fragrant. ”

Lu Cuiling couldn't help but praise her son: "Yes, I didn't expect my son to make such a delicious shaqima." ”

Feng Yifan said with some regret: "It's a pity, Dad left a little early, otherwise I can let Dad bring some back to eat." ”

Lu Cuiling said: "Your father, I don't like to eat this, he prefers to eat that pea cake, you brought him a lot of pea cake, how happy you are." ”

Feng Yifan laughed: "My dad can like it, and when he comes next time, I'll prepare some for him." ”

Lu Cuiling immediately said: "Don't worry, you let your dad eat it this time, and he will definitely come over next week." ”

These words made the old people present laugh.

While the old people were laughing, Su Ruoxi came out of the back kitchen and brought a kettle to fill everyone's water. Hearing her mother-in-law's words, she also said: "Dad likes it, so come more, anyway, Yifan will do it, let him do more." ”

Watching Su Ruoxi add water to the teacup, Liu Wanhua said with a smile: "Ruoxi is really blessed, she married such a good husband, thinking about the law every day, and making snacks for you two to eat." ”

Su Ruoxi pursed her lips and said, "He's more concerned about his daughter, and I'm all stained with my daughter's light." ”

These words immediately made the old people happy.

Tang Zhuochen was willing to say: "Yifan, you are not right, how can you patronize your daughter and ignore your wife? ”

When Feng Yifan heard this, he glanced at his wife with a smug expression, and could only say, "Okay, Uncle Tang, don't worry." ”

At this moment, Feng Yifan's mobile phone rang, and he did not avoid answering the phone at all.

The call was from Ah Fei for help.

"Chef Feng, the shrimp balls you are talking about, after the shrimp slices are opened and marinated, do you want to fry them?"

Hearing that Ah Feihuo on the other side of the phone was in a hurry to ask for help, Feng Yifan looked helpless, so he could only give some guidance on the phone.

This phone call for guidance took more than half an hour.

It wasn't until it was confirmed that the dish had been cooked that Feng Yifan's phone call was over.

When Feng Yifan hung up the phone, everyone was a little curious? Who is he teaching?

Su Ruoxi opened her mouth and asked, "Listening to what you said on the phone, it seems that you are teaching others to cook, who is it?"

Feng Yifan smiled bitterly and said, "It's Ah Fei, he's cooking for their studio friends." ”

Say "Ah Fei", everyone can't remember who it is for a while?

Feng Yifan added: "It's to shoot a promotional video for us Su Ji, that photographer, who came with Meng Shitong and them, that very handsome photographer." ”

As soon as I said this, everyone immediately had an impression.

Liu Wanhua asked strangely: "What? Does he also cook?" I thought he was filming you to do it. ”

Feng Yifan smiled bitterly and said: "He really doesn't know how to cook, didn't he just call me and ask me?

Second, it's to confess to someone. ”

Everyone was a little surprised: "Confess to someone?"

Feng Yifan nodded: "Yes, he wants to confess to others today, so if he wants to show his hand, it is estimated that he should succeed." ”

Liu Wanhua hesitated and laughed: "Hahaha, today's young people, confessions are so interesting, and they have to learn to cook to confess, I'm afraid I don't like a foodie in the mouth of you young people, right?"

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Maybe it's true." ”

When he said this, Feng Yifan looked at his wife.

Su Ruoxi found her husband's gaze, and immediately glared at her husband, as if she was saying: You dare to say that I am a foodie, and I will bite you to death at night.

Feng Yifan naturally didn't dare to point it out, so he could only smile and retract his gaze.

Lin Zekang said: "At that time, there was a saying that if you want to keep a man's heart, you must first keep his stomach, but now they young people seem to be the opposite, to chase the girl's heart, first to catch the girl's stomach." ”

This sentence was agreed by everyone present.

Liu Wanhua said: "Speaking of which, girls are still happy now, and now many girls don't have to learn to cook, they all let their boyfriends or future husbands do it, how happy." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Maosheng suddenly said, "Old sister, you don't seem to know how to cook?"

When Liu Wanhua heard this, she immediately glared and said, "Go, I don't know how to cook, and I didn't go to your house to eat." ”

Zhang Maosheng was glared at, so naturally he didn't dare to say anything.

Tang Zhuochen said with a smile: "That is, our old sister has a place to eat, where can the craftsmanship of our old guys get into the eyes of the old sister?"

Liu Wanhua was a little unhappy when she was said like this: "You two half-buried old men, you must make me ugly in front of the juniors, right?"

Su Ruoxi saw that Liu Wanhua was a little unhappy, so she hurried over and said, "Aunt Liu, don't be angry, of course you can't cook, of course you are not afraid, because there is a sail here, and he should honor you." ”

Liu Wanhua laughed with satisfaction when she heard this: "That's it, I don't eat what you make, I can eat what I make." ”

But having said that, the old lady's eyes glanced at Su Jinrong intentionally or unintentionally.

Everyone saw this scene in their eyes, but with the old lady's warning before, everyone naturally pretended not to see it, and no one would break this matter.

Feng Yifan asked the old people to sit and chat, and he pulled his wife to pack up his things and go back to the back kitchen.

After entering the back kitchen, Feng Yifan couldn't help but ask, "Do you think that Aunt Liu seems to be interesting to Dad?"

Su Ruoxi said: "Did you just find out? This matter, in the old people outside, is not a secret at all, the old people all know about it, but no one will explain it." ”

Feng Yifan was a little surprised: "However, I remember that Aunt Liu is much older than Dad." ”

Su Ruoxi nodded: "Yes, because it's a lot bigger, so my dad didn't catch up with me back then, if he hadn't met my mother later, he might really have to never marry." ”

Feng Yifan was really surprised, he didn't expect that there would be such a story between his father-in-law and Liu Wanhua.

And the age difference between the two is ten years.

Feng Yifan thought about it carefully: his father-in-law knew Liu Wanhua's taste preferences very well, and even remembered that Liu Wanhua once invited her senior sister's daughter to eat a squirrel mandarin fish soup dipped in the pot.

In addition, Liu Wanhua came to Su Ji to eat every day, basically eating with her father-in-law, and taking care of her father-in-law when eating.

Feng Yifan felt that there should be a story between his father-in-law and Liu Wanhua, the two old men.

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