In Su Ji's back kitchen, Feng Yifan, who had already processed most of the prepared ingredients, once again unveiled the big iron bucket of the braised elbow, and the fragrance emitted from the barrel was even stronger at this time, and the fragrance of the grease collagen was simply mouth-watering.

Gently flick it with a large iron spoon to observe the texture and color of the meat in the pot, and make sure that there is no problem and close the lid.

This is followed by the last period of cooking, which is still slowly simmered to thoroughly cook the flavor into the meat.

Feng Yifan walked to the side of the cooking table, reached out and touched the temperature of the baking tray containing the egg tarts, and made sure that the temperature had dropped down, so he walked out of the back kitchen with the baking tray.

The door of the restaurant has been opened, and Su Ruoxi has already finished sorting out the restaurant, and is sitting in the cashier to sort out the accounts.

Hearing the voice, Su Ruoxi raised her head and stood up a little excitedly when she saw her husband coming out with a baking tray.

Seeing his wife stand up, Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Okay, come and try your own craftsmanship, if you are satisfied, we will pack it, and when the meat comes out of the pot, I will press the meat, and then I can send it to my daughter." ”

Su Ruoxi walked out of the cash register, came to a table next to her father's wheelchair, and stared intently at her husband putting down the baking sheet.

In the baking tray are neatly arranged egg tarts, golden bases, white and tender double skin milk, and a small red flower dotted among them.

Seeing his wife staring, but he didn't reach out to pick it up and eat it, Feng Yifan smiled and picked up one, took his wife's hand, and put it into his wife's palm.

"Come on, try it. ”

Su Ruoxi felt a little excited and apprehensive in her heart, this was the first time she had made her own food, although the process was not very complicated, and there was not much wrong, but she was still a little worried.

Under her husband's encouraging gaze, Su Ruoxi took a deep breath, reached out and gently pinched one, and slowly put it to her mouth.

opened her mouth and took a small bite with the double skin milk inside, Su Ruoxi's slightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed.

The crispy and sweet cookie tart crust is really delicious when paired with the milky aroma of the double skin milk inside, the sweetness of the fruit, and the aroma after baking.

Su Ruoxi looked at her husband in surprise, she couldn't believe it, this was a snack she made herself.

Looking at his wife's look of surprise, Feng Yifan smiled and took one: "Isn't it delicious?

Su Ruoxi nodded first, and then said: "This is still a good job for me, and I succeeded in one time, which means that I can also make dim sum." ”

As the wife spoke, her chin lifted a little arrogantly.

Feng Yifan looked at this moment, his wife with light in his eyes and exuding confidence, felt that his wife was really beautiful at this moment.

Then, Feng Yifan pinched a small spoon, came to his father-in-law with an egg tart, squatted down and scooped out some of the double-skin milk filling with a small spoon, and said to his father-in-law with a smile: "Taste it?"

Su Jinrong was stunned for a moment, and then he still tried to open his mouth and let Feng Yifan put the small spoon in his mouth.

Because Feng Yifan didn't scoop the diced pulp inside, but only scooped a small spoonful of double-skin milk, so the entrance was just a slight sip of the tongue, and the milky fragrance spread in the mouth, and then flowed into the esophagus like water.

Su Ruoxi was also a little nervous when she saw her husband feeding her father, and even pinched the egg tart in her hand and put it to her mouth and chewed the skin carefully.

Not long after this small mouthful, a smile slowly bloomed on Su Jinrong's face, looked at his worried daughter, and tried to say, "It's good, eat." ”

got a very simple three-word evaluation from her father, but it made Su Ruoxi very excited, and tears burst out of her eyes almost instantly, flowing down her cheeks.

Feng Yifan saw his wife crying, and he could probably understand his wife's complicated mood at this moment.

Perhaps for Su Ruoxi, this is the first time that she has won a word of praise from her father in the field that her family has been good at for generations.

Feng Yifan slowly stood up, put down the egg tart and small spoon in his hand, walked in front of his wife, stretched out his hand to gently wipe the tears on his face, and said softly: "What are you crying about? Dad said it was delicious, which means that you did a great job." ”

was wiped away by her husband's tears, so that Su Ruoxi came to her senses, and quickly turned around to avoid her husband's hand that continued to stretch out.

Su Ruoxi quickly wiped away her tears with her back to her husband, turned her face again and her emotions had calmed down, she bypassed her husband and came to her father, biting her lip and hesitating for a while, but still asked, "Dad, can I continue to make dim sum in the future?"

Su Jinrong raised his head to look at his daughter, and saw the firmness in his daughter's eyes, and a similar scene appeared in front of him.

Many years ago, my sister, who felt that she had succeeded in stealing a teacher, challenged the rules passed down by her father and Su Ji with a very confident attitude. At that time, my sister's eyes were also full of firmness, a momentum to break the tradition.

Su Jinrong thinks back now, and can't help but think in his heart: When my father and sister were able to tolerate each other, would the ending be different?

Thinking of this, Su Jinrong looked past his daughter and looked at his son-in-law who was standing behind his daughter.

Su Jinrong realized that it was his son-in-law's return this time that used his other attitude towards life to subtly change the family, and even some of his own concepts of doing things were also affected, and many changes occurred.

Su Jinrong retracted his gaze, looked at his daughter standing in front of him with a firm gaze, and nodded: "Okay, good, do it." ”

Getting her father's consent made Su Ruoxi very, very satisfied, and a smile bloomed on her face: "Well, I will definitely do a good job, thank you Dad." ”

Then Su Ruoxi patted her husband again and said, "Next time, you have to teach me some other snacks, they should be beautiful and delicious, but not too difficult." ”

Feng Yifan looked at his wife's excited expression, smiled and nodded: "Okay, I'll teach you tomorrow." ”

Then Feng Yifan remembered the meat on the stove in the back kitchen, glanced at the clock on the wall of the restaurant, and said to his wife: "You come and pack for your daughter, don't steal too much, I'll go to the back and get the meat out." ”

Su Ruoxi took the small square box packed in her husband's hand: "How can I steal food, you go and be busy with you, I will pack it for you, and you will send it to your daughter later." ”

Hearing that his wife still let him send it, Feng Yifan asked strangely: "Didn't you taste it and it tasted good?"

Su Ruoxi said seriously: "We have all said that we want you to send it, don't tell my daughter that I did it, I want to listen to the real feedback of my daughter and the children, so that it will be more fair." ”

His wife insisted so stubbornly, Feng Yifan had no choice but to nod and agree: "Okay, then wait for me to press the meat." ”

Su Ruoxi also glanced at the clock on the wall, confirmed the time and said, "Well, no problem, it's in time." ”

Feng Yifan walked towards the back kitchen, and at this moment the back kitchen was already filled with a rich aroma of meat, even with the lid on.

And when the lid of the pot is lifted, the aroma of boiling grease and spices in an instant is accompanied by water vapor gushing out of the iron bucket, as if a thick aroma bomb exploded in front of you.

Feng Yifan quickly turned off the fire and brought down the iron bucket, and then used a tool to fish out the meat in the bucket.

Take a large and deep iron plate, put the softly boiled meat into the iron plate, and carefully spread the meat.

Some areas that are not very flat need to be modified with a knife to fill in the thick and thin places.

After it is flattened, the broth from which the meat has been boiled is poured into it, and finally another iron plate is pressed on top.

The whole thing is smoothly brought to the iron shelf in the corner of the back kitchen, and a heavy object should be pressed into the iron plate above to ensure that the meat below is pressed tightly enough.

In this way, a large plate of crystal meat is preliminarily completed, and the rest is to let the meat cool naturally after a certain period of time, and wait until the braised soup condenses into meat jelly, and the crystal meat is considered a success.

Feng Yifan cleaned up the back kitchen again, filtered some of the remaining braised soup at the bottom of the barrel, reheated it, and poured it into the clay pot containing the old brine.

After finishing and cleaning, Feng Yifan changed his clothes and walked out of the back kitchen, ready to deliver a double-skin custard tart to his daughter.