In Su Ji's back kitchen, Feng Yifan has a small pot, trying again and again, using some ingredients at hand to adjust the taste.

At this moment, in the eyes of his father-in-law Su Jinrong, Feng Yifan, who was guarding in front of the stove, really looked like a little craftsman, there was no show-off chef, only the ultimate pursuit of taste.

In a short period of time, Feng Yifan has carried out many flavor adjustments and tried several blends.

It's just that in terms of taste, I still feel that the soup lacks a trace of it.

After Su Jinrong tasted it, he actually felt that he seemed to lack shortcomings, but Su Jinrong couldn't give much advice.

In many cases, the taste is relatively a little metaphysical, and everyone's feelings about the taste may be slightly deviated, and if you really want to achieve that ultimate taste, you can't just add it according to the dosage.

The heat, the time when the seasoning is added, and certain changes in the cooking process with the ingredients.

It's really a subtle change at every step that can cause some unpredictable changes in taste.

After many attempts, Feng Yifan suddenly seemed to have found the crux of the problem.

He didn't just mix the soup, but brought a piece of tofu, and also found greens and shiitake mushrooms.

Then, he opened the knife he had brought back from abroad, picked out a sharp kitchen knife from it, and polished the blade slightly.

Place the tofu on a cutting board, put a basin of water next to it, first soak the blade in the water, raise the knife, and start preparing to cut the tofu with the water.

Wensi Tofu's knife work is a professional technique, which needs to be cut quickly and accurately, with a knife twisting method, and at the same time, it is also necessary to constantly add water to the blade, so as to ensure that the tofu will not stick to the knife body.

Feng Yifan has not shredded tofu for many years, and the moment the blade is cut down, I have to say that he still has a sense of rustiness.

Especially that rhythm, Feng Yifan didn't grasp it at first, so the tofu was not cut well at the beginning.

However, as I gradually found a sense of rhythm, I had to gradually smooth out the cut.

Although there is no way to achieve the ultimate in real knife work, it can be regarded as being able to cut tofu shreds.

In the end, a piece of tofu that was not big, in fact, Feng Yifan only cut out a small amount of tofu shreds, and it was not as thin as a cow's hair.

However, Feng Yifan did not continue to pursue, and then he cut the shredded greens and shredded mushrooms in the same way.

After turning on the fire and sitting in the pot, mixing the soup and putting various seasonings in, Feng Yifan put the shredded tofu into it.

Next, use the spoon to slowly rotate the surface of the soup in a circle, and use the centrifugal force of the spoon to rotate the soup to smudge the shredded tofu, green cabbage, and shiitake mushrooms as if they were ink plates, and complete the dish in turn.

I have to say that just looking at the whole production process, I'm afraid everyone can't help but let out an exclamation.

This dish is really high in artistic ingredients.

Of course, since it is a dish, color and shape are one thing, the key is to look at the aroma and taste, especially the "taste" is the focus of a dish.

Feng Yifan took out the boiled Wensi tofu, then divided it into two small cups, and brought it to his father-in-law.

Su Jinrong glanced at it, and in the clear soup, delicate shredded tofu, shredded greens, and shredded mushrooms were scattered among them. To his satisfaction, his son-in-law changed the shredded greens and shredded shiitake mushrooms to the same thickness when the shredded tofu could not be cut so finely.

This point is still very important, and it is related to the final result of the whole dish.

Feng Yifan scooped it out with a spoon, gently blew it on his mouth, waited until it cooled down a bit, and slowly handed it to his father-in-law's mouth: "Dad, you taste it." ”

Su Jinrong opened his mouth and asked his son-in-law to feed the soup in the spoon to his mouth.

When the soup slowly spreads on the tip of the tongue, this time the taste of the soup is really different.

In the original soup seasoning, there are more layers, and the mixed flavor of tofu, green vegetables, shiitake mushrooms and soup produces a full compound taste in the mouth.

There is no taste stimulation in it, and there is no strong taste, just like a landscape painting. It's just that beautiful, it makes people want to take the second sip after the first sip.

Su Jinrong continued to open his mouth, and when Feng Yifan saw this, he naturally continued to feed the second mouthful, and then the third mouthful, until the Wensi tofu in the small cup was finished.

After eating, Su Jinrong smacked his mouth, savored it carefully for a while, and the smile on his face gradually bloomed.

"Delicious. ”

After getting his father-in-law's approval, Feng Yifan brought another small cup over and ate it himself.

Eating the other small cup by himself, Feng Yifan also smiled with satisfaction, this time the taste could finally be satisfying.

When there was a little pride in his heart, his father-in-law suddenly said: "Knife work, you have to practice." ”

Listening to his father-in-law's words, Feng Yifan put away his little pride, and said a little helplessly: "Okay Dad, I will practice, this is really too long since I cut it, so I have too many hands." ”

Su Jinrong glanced at the board, and there was most of the tofu that had been cut off.

A boxy piece of tofu, Feng Yifan finally only cut out a small handful of shredded tofu, and it did not meet the requirements of being as thin as a cow's hair.

Su Jinrong thought, if this was placed at his father's time, I am afraid that he would be punished by his father for practicing for a few hours every day, right?

Inadvertently, Su Jinrong recalled some things in the past, Su Ji was prosperous when his father was in his prime, a group of brothers and sisters in the back kitchen were busy, and his sister was a little princess in the eyes of everyone.

It's just that I don't know when it started.,The sister who is a little shy and always likes to walk quietly into the back kitchen to play.。

Thinking about it, Su Jinrong remembered some scenes on the day he had a stroke.

The younger sister led a group of people back, and after entering the door, she was very unceremoniously accused Su Jinrong, the elder brother. I feel that my brother didn't carry forward Su Ji and stayed in a small restaurant, so he was no longer worthy of Su Ji's old plaque.

From Su Jinrong's point of view at that time, he really felt very angry, if it wasn't for his sister to split up Su Ji, why would he miss the opportunity to carry forward?

Later, the opportunity appeared in front of him, and Su Jinrong had to give up that opportunity because of his father's serious illness.

The younger sister returned suddenly, and those words once again aroused Su Jinrong's fighting spirit that had been silent for many years, but after all, the years were unforgiving.

The defeat to the young cook brought by his sister was a big blow to Su Jinrong at that time.

But in fact, Su Jinrong at that time was not angry with his sister's actions, but fell into a deep self-blame, a kind of guilt for the ancestral plaque, intertwined shame and indignation, and he would suddenly have a cerebral congestion stroke under complex emotions.

Now, Su Jinrong sees his son-in-law in the back kitchen, willing to work hard for the taste, and can make a taste that satisfies him.

Su Jinrong is a little grateful to his sister, it was the encouragement of his sister's return to force him to rekindle his fighting spirit, and he had the idea of making the dish better and continuing to pursue the ultimate taste.

Therefore, no matter what, he Su Jinrong can't lose, and he wants to defeat his sister with his son-in-law, so that Su Ji's old taste can be restored.

After Su Jinrong made up his mind, Feng Yifan finished cleaning up the back kitchen, and a shout from Feng Ruoruo sounded in front.

"Grandpa, Dad, where are you? Ruoruo is back, hurry up and come out to see Ruoruo. ”

Hearing the cry of his granddaughter, Su Jinrong's high fighting spirit faded, and a smile reappeared on his face, and he couldn't wait to leave the back kitchen to welcome his granddaughter who came back from kindergarten.

Feng Yifan put all kinds of things in place, walked over and pushed his father-in-law's wheelchair, walked out of the back kitchen together, and greeted his daughter who came back.