In the kitchen, under the guidance of Feng Yifan, after getting familiar with the kitchen knives and getting used to sharpening the knives by hand, Lin Ruifeng began to practice his knife skills.
Feng Yifan said very seriously: "You must remember that if you want to master sword skills, you must not be impatient. You must be steady first, then fast."
As he spoke, Feng Yifan took a radish and put it on the chopping board. Without using any fancy moves, he very steadily cut the radish into slices one by one.
"See? The knife must be held firmly, and the radish must be placed flat and held firmly. When you start cutting, don't try to be quick. Be steady and make sure you cut all the way through without dragging your feet."
Watching the master's demonstration, Lin Ruifeng intuitively felt the master's amazing sword skills.
Although the radish looks so hard, Feng Yifan cuts it all the way through each time. If you look closely, you will see that each of his cuts stops exactly at the point on the chopping board, without any unnecessary movement.
Feng Yifan finished cutting half of the radish and handed the remaining half to Lin Ruifeng.
"You do the cutting. Remember what I said, you must be steady and make sure you cut all the way through with one stroke. You may not be very experienced at first, so don't try to make each slice evenly thick. First, practice until you can cut it off with one stroke without any delay."
Lin Ruifeng took half a carrot and thought back to his master's demonstration just now. He always felt that the task his master assigned to him was too simple.
Even if I am not skilled, I can still make each slice of uniform thickness if I cut it one slice at a time.
Thinking so, Lin Ruifeng began to try to cut radish slices of uniform thickness like his master's.
Just the first cut made Lin Ruifeng feel that things were not as simple as he thought. His master had said that one cut must be made all the way through without any dragging, but Lin Ruifeng was simply unable to do it.
After cutting it down, the blade only cut halfway before it stopped, as if it was stuck.
Lin Ruifeng looked up in surprise, but saw that his master didn't even look at him, as if he had already expected that he would get into trouble.
Out of a sense of pride and unwillingness to be looked down upon by his master, Lin Ruifeng still tried hard to press the blade and cut.
"Bang!" The kitchen knife hit the chopping board heavily, and even the cooking counter was shaken.
The first slice of radish was indeed cut, but it was not smooth at all, especially because the knife did not cut all the way through. After pausing in the middle and then exerting force again, the radish slice was half thick and half thin.
Feng Yifan turned his head and looked over, and said helplessly: "Are you going to tear down our kitchen?"
Lin Ruifeng's face flushed immediately, and he lowered his head to apologize to his master: "I'm sorry, Master."
Feng Yifan said calmly, "Keep practicing. I hope you can learn how to cut vegetables well before the old street is rebuilt and Su Ji is forced to move."
After saying this, Feng Yifan didn't say much and asked Lin Ruifeng to continue practicing while he continued to prepare various ingredients in the kitchen.
When the first pot of golden meatballs were fried out, Feng Yifan was naturally thinking of his daughter. He picked out a few of the most beautiful ones, put them in a small bowl, and walked to the front restaurant, intending to give them as snacks to his daughter.
Lin Ruifeng took a look and said nothing more. He continued to practice his knife skills, cutting the radish one piece at a time.
Feng Yifan walked out with the meatballs and found that his wife was the only one left in the restaurant, sitting at the cash register and apparently counting the bill.
Feng Yifan walked up to his wife with the bowl in his hand and asked, "Where's Ruoruo? Are Dad and Mom not here?"
Su Ruoxi raised her head while doing the accounting and saw her husband standing in front of her with a small bowl in his hand. She answered directly, "Mom and Dad took Ruoruo and pushed Dad out. Ruoruo is not going to kindergarten today. It would disturb you if she stayed in the restaurant."
Feng Yifan smiled and said, "It's okay. In fact, without Ruoruo here, the restaurant seems a little deserted."
Su Ruoxi pouted and asked, "Aren't you busy preparing the ingredients? And you have a little apprentice here, do you still have time to take care of your daughter? Wouldn't it be nice to let her parents take her out for a walk?"
Feng Yifan nodded: "Yeah, it's not bad, this way it can consume some of Ruoruo's energy."
As he spoke, Feng Yifan placed the small bowl in front of his wife: "This is for Ruoruo when she comes back. Remember not to eat it all, leave a few for Ruoruo."
Su Ruoxi raised her head again and wanted to ask what it was, but she immediately smelled the tempting aroma and then saw clearly that it was fried meatballs.
The golden fried meatballs were so tempting that Su Ruoxi couldn't help swallowing her saliva.
But soon, Su Ruoxi came to her senses, raised her head and glared at her husband: "Humph, isn't it just fried meatballs? Do I care about them? Just leave them here and wait for your daughter to come back and eat them."
Feng Yifan felt that his wife's appearance was really adorable, especially when he clearly saw the little movement of her swallowing her saliva.
So Feng Yifan reached out and picked up the small bowl again and said, "Well, I'll take it back first. When Ruoruo comes back, I'll ask Ruoruo to ask me for it in the kitchen. If it's left here for too long, it'll get covered in dust."
As he spoke, Feng Yifan was actually preparing to take the small bowl back to the kitchen.
This immediately made Su Ruoxi anxious. She slapped the cashier counter and stood up and said, "You only have your daughter in your heart, right?"
Seeing his wife's angry look, Feng Yifan turned back, put the small bowl down again, and said softly to his wife: "I'm just joking with you, don't be angry, this bowl is for you to eat, there are still plenty in the kitchen."
Su Ruoxi didn't want to take it at first, but after thinking about it, she decided not to be polite and took the small bowl in her hand, like a tigress protecting her food.
However, Su Ruoxi was not in a hurry to eat, but asked: "Do you really want to accept Lin Ruifeng as your apprentice?"
Feng Yifan nodded and said, "I'll accept it. Of course, I'll just teach him some basic things for now and observe him for half a month. If he works hard enough, I can teach him more, at least teach him how to make fried rice or something."
Su Ruoxi frowned slightly and asked, "You only teach him how to make fried rice? Isn't that good? How about you teach him two dishes?"
Feng Yifan smiled and said, "It depends on his own ideas. I think he is more interested in helping Uncle Lin and his friends run the breakfast shop in the future. I think it will be enough if I teach him how to make fried rice and add some special breakfasts."
Su Ruoxi agreed with her husband's statement, but then she added: "However, even if Xiao Lin wants to help support the breakfast shop, once the old street is rebuilt, Uncle Lin's shop will still be gone, right?"
Feng Yifan shook his head and said, "When the old street is renovated, it is impossible for them to ignore our shops on the old street. They will definitely plan a place for us to operate. Lin Ruifeng, learn more from me. When we move to a new place, it will be easy for us to gain an advantage by relying on our novelty."
After Su Ruoxi heard her husband say this, she thought about it carefully and felt that what her husband said was indeed very reasonable. Moreover, her husband was also preparing for a rainy day and helping to plan some things for the future.
In her heart, she couldn't help but admire her husband's idea, but Su Ruoxi said, "Are you sure that what you teach will sell well?"
Feng Yifan smiled and quietly moved closer to his wife and said, "Have faith in your husband. Uncle Lin asked Ruifeng to worship me as his master, so of course I will teach him well."
Being approached by her husband, Su Ruoxi subconsciously stepped back and felt her cheeks starting to feel hot.
In order to prevent her husband from staring at her embarrassing state, Su Ruoxi urged him, "Okay, hurry up and get busy. Prepare the ingredients as soon as possible. Since Xiaolin is here to learn, you should teach him more. Go ahead."
Feng Yifan couldn't help but smile when he saw his wife trying hard to hide her embarrassment. He kissed his wife in the air again and turned to walk towards the kitchen.