Dice the pork, chicken and fresh bamboo shoots, and make sure the pork cubes are slightly larger than the chicken cubes, and the chicken cubes are slightly larger than the bamboo shoots cubes.
Then put it in the pan and stir-fry. Again, stir-fry the diced pork first, then the diced chicken, and finally the diced bamboo shoots. After seasoning, collect the sauce. It is really fragrant.
Just watching Feng Yifan stir-frying the filling made Lin Ruifeng swallow his saliva.
Next, Feng Yifan processed the vegetables and cut the leaves and stems.
The leaves should be boiled in boiling water and a little alkali should be added. After the leaves are boiled, they should be rinsed with cold water, drained and chopped into colorful mud, and the excess water should be squeezed out, and then mixed with the steamed glutinous rice and seasoned.
Chop the ham into small dices and set aside.
While doing all this, the red beans are also steamed with white sugar, and finally crushed in a blender to make homemade red bean paste.
The finished red bean paste was equally fragrant. Feng Ruoruo couldn't help but quietly tug at her father's clothes and whispered to him, "Dad, let Ruoruo have a taste."
Seeing that his daughter avoided Lin Ruifeng's gaze and spoke to him very carefully and softly, Feng Yifan also laughed immediately.
Next, Feng Yifan quietly used a small spoon to scoop some red bean paste for his daughter to taste.
"Ruoruo, what do you think? Is it sweet? Do you need more sugar?"
After Feng Ruoruo tasted it, she thought it was very delicious and said with a smile, "It's delicious. Don't add sugar."
Feng Yifan nodded and said, "Okay, then we are basically ready and can start."
Of course, this is just the preliminary preparation. More things need to be done next. In addition, the mixed-flavored soy milk needs to be cooked. Feng Yifan is almost the only one busy with the whole process.
Of course, while cooking soy milk, Feng Yifan prepared all kinds of ingredients and also instructed Lin Ruifeng to give it a try.
"If you want to save time with this kind of mixed-flavor soy milk, the simplest way is to get a machine with a wall-breaking function. It's a fool-proof operation that can break the wall, remove the shell, and boil it with one button, saving you the trouble of peeling the shell and skimming the foam."
Lin Ruifeng was surprised and asked, "Master, can we use those new things in our traditional snacks?"
Feng Yifan smiled and said, "How come you are more traditional than me? We should not be bound by formalities. Many modern technological developments can reduce many of our cumbersome processes. Why can't we use them?"
Lin Ruifeng immediately felt that it made sense, nodded and said: "Yes, okay Master, I understand."
Lin Ruifeng was asked to watch over the cooking of the soy milk while Feng Yifan began to prepare steamed buns and dumplings.
Because it takes some time for the dough to rise, he made siu mai first.
Knead the dough again. This time, add the water squeezed out from the vegetable leaves to dye the dough green.
Seeing the dough turn green, Feng Ruoruo immediately clapped her hands and cheered: "Wow, it's so beautiful, so green."
After Feng Yifan had kneaded the dough, he naturally pinched some for his daughter to play with.
Then he took out a small rolling pin and started rolling the siomai skin.
Lin Ruifeng, who was standing aside, watched as Feng Yifan seemingly casually pinched off pieces of dough that were almost all of the same size. Then, under his small rolling pin, they were rolled into very thin dough skins.
After rolling out the dough, Feng Yifan picked up a piece of dough smaller than his palm and put the mixed stuffing into it.
Then Feng Yifan was seen gently making the dough little by little with his palm, finally making the shape of the siu mai, placing it on the chopping board to shape it slightly, and then garnishing it with small diced ham.
In this way, a small steamed dumpling looks as beautiful as a small green vase.
When Feng Ruoruo saw what her father had made, she couldn't help but move closer to take a closer look. After staring at it for a long time, she said, "Dad, this is so beautiful."
Then, the little girl followed suit and actually wanted to make it herself, but the result was quite different.
"Oh, Dad, Ruoruo can't do this well."
Feng Yifan smiled and comforted his daughter: "It's okay, Ruoruo is still young now. When she grows up, she will definitely do better. Now it's great."
The little girl felt very happy after getting her father's encouragement, and continued to knead the dough in her hands in various ways.
The little girl really made a similar shape to the siu mai her father made. Feng Ruoruo immediately held it in her hands and shouted excitedly, "Dad, look, Ruoruo also made one, and it looks very similar to yours."
Feng Yifan took a look and naturally praised: "Baby Ruoruo is awesome, very impressive."
The little girl even showed it to Uncle Xiaolin who was cooking mixed-flavor soy milk: "Uncle Xiaolin, look, Ruoruo has made it. Is it the same as daddy's?"
Lin Ruifeng responded with a smile: "Wow, Ruoruo is really amazing. She learned it so quickly."
Feng Yifan's hands became skilled very quickly, especially he regained the feeling of making steamed buns, so he worked very quickly afterwards. In a blink of an eye, he had wrapped two baskets and immediately put them in the pot to steam.
While steaming the siu mai, the dough had almost finished rising, and Feng Yifan took the dough out of the basin.
After proofing, the dough became more fluffy and soft, and suddenly became a lot bigger.
When Feng Ruoruo saw it, she exclaimed, "Mianmian has grown so big."
Feng Yifan smiled and brought his daughter's small bowl over. It turned out that Feng Ruoruo's dough had also risen very large and had exceeded the small bowl, making the little girl open her eyes wide in disbelief.
After letting his daughter digest the surprise for a while, Feng Yifan taught her what to do next.
"Ruoruo, watch daddy and knead the dough like he does to get rid of the air inside. Only then can you start making the skins for making dumplings."
Feng Ruoruo is young and has small hands, but she still tries hard to learn from her father. However, the dough is very sticky and soon the little girl's hands are full of it.
Feng Ruoruo shook off the noodles stuck on her hands and shouted, "Dad, help Ruoruo quickly, I can't get this off."
Seeing his daughter's look, Feng Yifan patiently taught her: "Like this, add a little bit of flour, and then knead it hard like this, and slowly you will see that there is nothing left on your hands."
Under the guidance of her father, Feng Ruoruo was able to knead the dough and the flour stuck on her little hands returned to the dough.
"Hehehe, Dad is so awesome."
Because teaching his daughter took some time, the steamed dumplings in the pot were already cooked. Feng Yifan simply took the steamed dumplings off the pot first, and then started wrapping the buns and putting them into the steamer.
Lin Ruifeng, who was standing by and watching Feng Yifan making dumplings, was a little surprised because Feng Yifan didn't even use a rolling pin to roll out the dough.
Feng Yifan still pinched out the dough pieces of the same size each time, but this time he did not roll out the dough. Instead, he patted and twisted the dough pieces, and the dough pieces were patted out one by one.
As Lin Ruifeng watched, he actually felt an indescribable sense of freedom.
The process of Feng Yifan making dumplings was more like the creation of a work of art, which left Lin Ruifeng completely stunned.
One pinch, two sips, three lifts, four flips.
After four skillful steps, a complete, white and tender bun was in Feng Yifan's palm, and he placed it in the steamer.
The whole process was very fast, with almost no pause, just like assembly line processing.
But to Lin Ruifeng, every bun placed in the steamer looked almost identical.
When Lin Ruifeng was amazed, he heard Feng Ruoruo's protest: "Oh, Dad, this is too difficult. You do it so fast. Ruoruo can't learn it at all."
Feng Yifan continued to wrap the dumplings while comforting his daughter: "This is a little difficult. Dad will teach Ruoruo seriously later. Dad has to make it quickly today, otherwise it will be late and grandpa, grandparents and mom will get up."
Hearing what her father said, little Feng Ruoruo reacted, puffed up her cheeks and held back her anger, and began to urge her father: "Then dad, please do it quickly. Ruoruo, be good and don't talk to disturb you."
Feng Yifan smiled and said to his daughter: "Okay, thank you Ruoruo for your understanding."
After comforting his daughter, Feng Yifan naturally quickened the pace. He quickly wrapped two baskets of buns of various colors, and then started steaming them in the pot.