The time was already nine o'clock in the evening, and Su Ji had closed at this time, and the people on the old street were leaving one after another.

Tomorrow is Monday again, and it's time to go to work. Therefore, it is impossible for most people to play late on the old street, and many people who had dinner in Suji went back one after another.

Su Ji was temporarily closed on the door, but it did not close directly as usual.

Feng Ruoruo sat on a chair in front of the door and looked out of the door.

Everyone was already cleaning up in the restaurant, and the grandmother approached the little granddaughter and said, "Ruoruo, you don't have to guard here, since Xixi said that she would come, then she will definitely come, let's just leave the door open and wait for them." ”

Feng Ruoruo turned her head to look at her grandmother: "But, what if I don't wait here and Xixi thinks we're closed?"

Lu Cuiling laughed: "How could it be? Aren't we with the door open? And Xixi's father called and told her mother, they will definitely come, if you don't have to worry." ”

Although grandma said this, Feng Ruoruo still didn't want to leave, and sat on the chair and waited quietly.

Finally, the little girl sat down in a chair, bent over, elbows propped on her legs, and waited for a long time with her two little hands supporting her little face.

Seeing outside the door, a familiar figure of a family of three came to the door.

Feng Ruoruo immediately jumped off the chair and quickly ran out of the door to greet his good friend Yang Xiaoxi.

"Ah, Xixi, you're finally here, why are you so late? We don't have any guests in our house, and Mom and Dad are already preparing to close. ”

Yang Xiaoxi and Feng Ruoruo held hands, then turned their heads to look at their father and pouted, "It's not all my father's fault, he has to write a manuscript at home, and it turns out that he has been writing for a long time." ”

When Yang Zhiyi heard his daughter's words, he also quickly took the initiative to admit his mistake: "I'm sorry, it's my father's fault that I delayed the meal." ”

Su Ruoxi and her parents-in-law also came out, and Su Jinrong also smiled and nodded to Yang Zhiyi and Li Fei'er.

When Lu Cuiling heard Yang Zhiyi's words, she immediately said: "It's not good for you to be like this, it's not for you to eat alone, your daughter has to eat too, it's not good for the child to eat so late." ”

Li Fei'er took over and said, "That's it, did you hear Aunt Lu's words? It's not good for children to eat so late." ”

Yang Zhiyi responded helplessly: "It's me who is not good, and I didn't get the manuscript out in time." ”

Yang Xiaoxi immediately complained to Grandma Lu: "Grandma Lu, my father didn't cook at noon, and he let me eat instant noodles at noon." ”

When Lu Cuiling heard the little girl's complaint, she immediately exclaimed: "Oh my God, do you actually let children eat instant noodles? Those instant noodles are unhealthy, they all have additives in them, unlike our family's Yifu noodles, which are made new every day." ”

Yang Zhiyi just wanted to explain, but Lu Cuiling grabbed the words and continued: "Also, those instant noodles are also very unhealthy, adults can eat them occasionally, how can children eat them? ”

Yang Zhiyi was completely speechless, and he also understood that he was wrong, so he didn't dare to argue.

Li Fei'er stood up and said a few words to help her husband: "Aunt Lu, don't be angry, I believe that Xixi's father will not be in the future, this time we will forgive him first, and we must let him learn to cook with Ruoruo's father." ”

The first half of his wife's sentence made Yang Zhiyi very grateful, but in the end, she said that she wanted to let herself learn to cook, which immediately made Yang Zhiyi wilt.

As soon as Li Fei'er's voice fell, she heard another voice sound: "Well, I heard it, you want to learn to cook with me, right? ”

Yang Zhiyi instantly cried and asked with a sad face: "Why don't you ......?"

Before he could say "next time", he felt that his waist had been touched by his wife's hand, and he felt that his wife's two fingers were about to move, so Yang Zhiyi hurriedly had to agree.

"Or, this time. ”

Yang Xiaoxi was naturally very happy when he heard that his father was willing to learn: "It's great, Dad, hurry up, you have to learn from Dad Feng, and cook it for me at home in the future." ”

Yang Zhiyi reluctantly smiled and nodded at his daughter: "Okay, Dad must study hard." ”

Then, Yang Zhiyi looked at death as if he were at home, and followed Feng Yifan into the back kitchen in great strides.

Entering the back kitchen, to Yang Zhiyi's surprise, the kitchen had already been cleaned. However, there are still a variety of fresh ingredients on the counter.

Seeing Yang Zhiyi coming in, Lin Ruifeng also took the initiative to greet him: "Brother Yang is good." ”

Yang Zhiyi nodded in response: "Oh, hello." ”

Then, Yang Zhiyi asked Feng Yifan with some surprise: "Ruoruo's father, have you just done a big cleaning?"

Feng Yifan smiled and nodded: "Sort of, usually at the end of each day, the kitchen has to be cleaned, and it is necessary to ensure that the kitchen is clean and tidy, which is the basic." ”

Yang Zhiyi still said a little incredulously: "But are you too clean?"

Lin Ruifeng interjected: "Brother Yang, this is Su Ji's rule, the kitchen must be kept neat and clean, these are habits that have been passed down for many years, so Master will clean carefully every day after business." ”

Yang Zhiyi then became a little strange: "But, don't you close your business at night, and take Ruoruo out for a walk?"

Feng Yifan asked rhetorically: "Can't you continue to clean when you come back from walking?"

Yang Zhiyi nodded suddenly: "Oh, no wonder." ”

Feng Yifan didn't say anything more, and walked a few steps forward to the cooking table. Directly began to introduce the various ingredients in front of Yang Zhiyi.

"Today, I prepared dinner for my daughter, fresh shrimp, shredded meat, fresh vegetables, and some fruits. ”

Yang Zhiyi looked at the dazzling array of things in front of him, and instantly began to retreat.

"Ruoruo's father, in fact, there is no need to be so troublesome, I think you can give Xixi a fried rice in the evening, and then a bowl of vegetable soup should be fine, her mother and I will each have a bowl of noodles." ”

Feng Yifan was not verbose at all: "Don't talk nonsense, come and watch, I'll teach you a simple, fried shredded pork first." ”

Yang Zhiyi immediately said: "Stir-fry shredded pork? ”

Lin Ruifeng couldn't help but laugh out loud when he heard this.

Yang Zhiyi looked at Lin Ruifeng, who was smiling, and said seriously: "I really know this, what are you laughing at." ”

Feng Yifan pointed to the tenderloin in front of him and said, "Okay, you can cut the shredded meat first." ”

Yang Zhiyi was not ambiguous, and said with a serious face: "Cut it, I want you to see it, it's not you Chef Feng who can cook, I, Yang Zhiyi, can also cook well." ”

Next, Yang Zhiyi was really unambiguous and took over the apron that Lin Ruifeng prepared for him. After washing his hands, he walked to the vegetable mound with a serious face.

I have to say that Yang Zhiyi is wearing an apron and has a serious look, which is really like that.

Before he was about to start, Yang Zhiyi suddenly asked, "Chef Feng, what kind of shredded meat are you going to make?" shredded pork with green peppers, shredded pork with Beijing sauce, or some other shredded pork?"

Feng Yifan saw what Yang Zhiyi said, smiled and said, "You are casual, just do what you are most familiar with." ”

Yang Zhiyi looked serious: "Okay, then I'll show you a hand today, my specialty dish, shredded green pepper pork." ”

Lin Ruifeng couldn't help but be full of expectations when he heard Yang Zhiyi being so angry, wanting to see if this father, who is usually not very reliable, could make a dish of shredded pork with green peppers today?

It was just that at the same time as Yang Zhiyi made a move, Lin Ruifeng found that Feng Yifan on the other side was also doing it at the same time.

Looking at Feng Yifan's hand speed, Yang Zhiyi naturally can't talk about it.

Feng Yifan took the piece of meat, quickly slice it, and then changed the knife to cut it into very even shredded meat.

During the whole process, Feng Yifan only did a matter of a minute. And Yang Zhiyi here even cut off two pieces of uneven thick slices.

Glancing at Feng Yifan next to him, Yang Zhiyi couldn't help but say, "Chef Feng, you're wrong, did you mean it?" ”

Feng Yifan did not stop what he was doing, and continued to add salt and pepper, a little egg white, some green onions, ginger water and water starch to the shredded meat, quickly grabbed and mixed the shredded meat, and then sealed it with oil and put it aside.

While doing this, Feng Yifan also responded to Yang Zhiyi: "You do yours, I have to hurry up and make it here, otherwise Xixi will be hungry." ”

Then, I saw Feng Yifan's soaked fungus slices, as well as the soaked daylily knife, and the cucumber was also shredded.

Yang Zhiyi was a little stunned, because Feng Yifan's speed was too fast, and all kinds of materials were ready, and it was only a matter of a few minutes, and he had already begun to prepare for frying.

After looking at it in a daze for a while, Yang Zhiyi looked down at the piece of meat in his hand again, it was really a bit unsightly.

Yang Zhiyi asked curiously: "Chef Feng, what are you going to do with shredded meat?"

Feng Yifan replied with a smile: "Mushu shredded meat." ”

At the same time as answering, Feng Yifan was already sitting in the pot, and first poured a lot of oil into the pot, and then when the oil temperature was about fifty percent, he put the shredded meat into the pot first, and quickly spread it with a pair of chopsticks to fry the shredded meat.

Then pour out the oil and shredded meat, leave a little bottom oil at the bottom of the pot, and then pour the beaten egg liquid into it, quickly spread the egg liquid, and turn it into a very tender flocculent frangipani.

Yang Zhiyi stood aside, stunned, and had completely forgotten the work in his hands.

Put the eggs out first, leave a little base oil in the pot, and put in the green onion and ginger stir-fry the pot.

First of all, put in the shredded meat that slides through the oil, after some stir-frying, add fungus, daylily, cucumber shreds again, the seasoning is very simple, salt, sugar, pepper, a little cooking wine, and stir-fry on high heat.

Stir-fry well, then add the eggs. Finally, drizzle with sesame oil to complete the serving.

The entire cooking process of such a dish, standing next to Yang Zhiyi looked at it, and it would not take more than ten minutes.

Feng Yifan fried the shredded mushu meat, turned to the apprentice and said, "Ruifeng, you serve this first, and then bring it to the two bowls of rice, and let Xixi and her mother eat it first." ”

When Yang Zhiyi heard this, he immediately put down the knife in his hand and said, "Don't bother Xiaolin, I'll just take it out." ”

But before he reached out to pick it up, Yang Zhiyi was grabbed by Feng Yifan.

"Brother Yang, you haven't fried the shredded meat yet, what are you going to do here? That plate of shredded mushu meat is for Xixi and her mother to eat outside, let's continue." ”

Yang Zhiyi was stunned, and watched Lin Ruifeng put two bowls of rice and brought out the vegetables and rice on a tray.

At this moment, Yang Zhiyi really felt a little like crying without tears.

"Chef Feng, I haven't eaten this night, why don't you let me go out for two bites of food first? I've eaten, can't I come in and continue to learn from you?"

Feng Yifan responded with a smile: "I'm sorry, it's really not good, you fry a plate of shredded meat yourself, and I'll let you go out to eat." ”

Yang Zhiyi was really about to cry, so he could only beg for mercy: "Chef Feng, I admit that my skills can't compare with yours, I can't cut this shredded meat well, how can I fry shredded meat?"

Feng Yifan didn't ramble, but pulled him to the front of the board and said seriously: "Remember, if you don't master my technique of shredding meat, you can freeze the meat first." ”

As he spoke, Feng Yifan threw aside the sliced meat and took out another piece of meat from the kitchen freezer.

"Freeze it a little bit to make it start to harden, and then it's easier to slice and shred. ”

Yang Zhiyi looked at Feng Yifan's slice and found that it was really a little simple.

Next, Feng Yifan handed him the knife: "Come on, you try it too, everything is difficult at the beginning, you always have to take the first step in many things, not that I said you, as a father, it is very undesirable for you to give your daughter instant noodles." ”

Hearing Feng Yifan's words, the crying and mournful look on Yang Zhiyi's face disappeared instantly.

He thought about it seriously, as if his father was indeed a little incompetent, and he didn't cook a good meal for his daughter for a day.

Thinking of this, Yang Zhiyi's expression became serious again, he reached out and took Feng Yifan's knife, and followed Feng Yifan's example to shred the frozen piece of meat.

Lin Ruifeng took out the shredded mushu meat and rice, and was also a little excited to see Li Fei'er and Yang Xiaoxi's mother and daughter serving the food.

Yang Xiaoxi clapped his little hands and exclaimed, "Wow, Dad Feng's cooking is so fragrant." ”

Of course, before the little girl ate, she still remembered her father and asked curiously: "Uncle Xiaolin, where is my father?"

Lin Ruifeng replied with a smile: "Your father is still studying in the kitchen, and the master said to let you eat first." ”

Yang Xiaoxi said happily: "Okay, then Uncle Xiaolin, you have to let your father study hard, and when you go home in the future, you will also let your father make such a dish for Xixi to eat." ”

Feng Ruoruo had already begun to urge at this time: "Xixi, you should eat quickly, otherwise it won't taste good if it's cold." ”

When Yang Xiaoxi heard his good friend's words, he smiled and said, "Okay, Mom, let's eat." ”

Li Fei'er naturally started to eat dinner with her daughter.

As for the father in the back kitchen, in front of the delicious dishes, he has been selectively forgotten by the mother and daughter for the time being.

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