Hardcore Chef Dad

Chapter 12: High-tech cooking

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When they heard Feng Yifan say that he wanted to make candy for his daughter himself, Su Ruoxi and Feng Ruoruo, mother and daughter, were a little surprised and turned to look at him.

Then, both mother and daughter showed questioning expressions at the same time, and their expressions were almost exactly the same. They didn't believe that Feng Yifan, a cook, could make any candy.

Facing the questioning gazes of the mother and daughter, Feng Yifan said seriously: "I promise that the ones I make will not be worse than the ones I buy."

Then Feng Yifan pointed to the kitchen and said, "Besides, among the kitchen utensils I bought, there are actually some suitable for making sugar."

When Su Ruoxi heard this, she thought about the kitchen utensils in the kitchen and wanted to let Feng Yifan try it.

However, her daughter Feng Ruoruo said first: "No, Ruoruo promised to share it with the kindergarten children. What if the food you make doesn't look good or taste good and the children don't like it?"

In fact, Feng Ruoruo's bringing candy to kindergarten was a special arrangement by the kindergarten teacher.

The purpose is to cultivate the knowledge of sharing among kindergarten children.

So every day, each child in Feng Ruoruo's kindergarten class brings candy to share, and it has to be their favorite candy.

Feng Ruoruo should have told her mother about this matter when she came back yesterday, but because a lot of things happened yesterday, the little girl forgot about it. Now she feels a little panicked when she thinks about it.

It’s not that the little girl doesn’t like her father making it, she is just worried that she won’t like what her father makes, and that the kids in kindergarten won’t like it either.

Feng Yifan thought about it and said very seriously: "Dad promises that he will make great candy. If Dad doesn't do well, then Dad is willing to accept any punishment from Feng Ruoruo, okay?"

The father and daughter looked at each other like this, and there was a bit of a stalemate for a moment. Feng Ruoruo was also very hesitant in her heart.

After eating her father’s breakfast, the little girl was actually looking forward to the candies her father made.

But because she wanted to share it with kindergarten children, Feng Ruoruo was worried that the children would not like it, which would be a bad idea.

When the father and daughter were in a stalemate, Su Jinrong suddenly spoke with great effort: "Let, Dad, try, Ruoruo."

After hearing what her father said, Su Ruoxi thought for a moment and said, "Ruoruo, let's go to the kindergarten first. Mom will tell the teacher that I will give you the candy before noon.

Let’s let Dad do it first, and then Mom will buy you the fruit candies you like.

If Daddy does not do well, Mommy will give you fruit candy. If Daddy does well, then let Daddy give it to you, okay?"

After listening to her mother's words, Feng Ruoruo thought her mother's method was great: "Mom's method is good, that's good."

Carrying the small schoolbag in her mother's hand, Feng Ruoruo turned back to her father before leaving the house and said very seriously: "You have to work hard. Ruoruo believes that you can make delicious candies."

Feng Yifan didn't expect that his daughter had clearly refused the candy he made to send to kindergarten, but she actually cheered him up.

Seeing his daughter's serious little face, Feng Yifan felt warm in his heart, knowing that his daughter still supported him as a father.

Feng Yifan raised his fist and made a powerful gesture to his daughter: "Okay, thank you Ruoruo for your support. Dad will definitely work hard to make candies that Ruoruo and the children in Ruoruo's kindergarten will like, and it will definitely be very beautiful."

When Feng Ruoruo heard her father's promise, she nodded like a little adult, then ran to her grandfather to say goodbye to him, walked over, held her mother's hand, waved to her grandparents, and went out with her mother.

After the mother and daughter left, Su Jinrong turned to look at his son-in-law and tried hard to utter a few words: "Make, what, sugar?"

Feng Yifan looked at his father-in-law's eyes and saw that he had some doubts about him.

Feng Yifan then smiled and replied, "Let's make some fruit-flavored marshmallows. Children will probably like them."

Su Jinrong was really surprised when he heard this. He never thought that his son-in-law, after returning from abroad, could not only cook, but also make candy.

Feng Yifan saw his father-in-law's surprise, so he simply walked over and pushed his father-in-law to the kitchen together. He planned to show his true strength in front of his father-in-law.

Su Jinrong didn't say anything, and quietly let his son-in-law push him into the kitchen. He really wanted to see how his son-in-law made marshmallows.

After entering the kitchen, Su Jinrong was surprised to find that there were many new kitchen utensils in the kitchen. The old man didn't recognize many of them.

After taking a quick look around, Su Jinrong looked at the various ingredients he had bought, and finally his eyes fixed on the catfish.

After carefully examining the catfish, Su Jinrong tilted his mouth and said, "Yes, they are wild."

Feng Yifan turned his head and looked at his father-in-law, smiling, "Dad, you really have a good eye, and we got a bargain today. These fish are only 60 yuan per pound."

Su Jinrong nodded, acknowledging his son-in-law's vision.

Next, Su Jinrong watched his son-in-law start to get busy.

The first thing to do is to reassemble all the kitchen utensils that have been cleaned and steamed and sterilized.

The first thing Feng Yifan did was to make fresh juice.

Feng Yifan squeezed a variety of fresh fruits into colorful juices and placed them in measuring cups.

Su Jinrong watched his son-in-law busy at work. At this moment, he felt that his son-in-law did not look like a cook, but rather like a chemistry expert in a laboratory.

It can be said that every raw material Feng Yifan uses is carefully weighed and proportioned, which is really meticulous.

After the juice was squeezed and filtered and put aside, Feng Yifan was busy preparing other things.

From the various auxiliary materials I bought, I found the gelatin sheets, took out a few sheets, soaked them in cold water, and put them in the refrigerator in the back kitchen.

Afterwards, Feng Yifan opened the corn starch and poured a large bag of it directly into a dry wok. He slowly fried the corn starch until it had a slight fragrance.

Looking at his son-in-law's familiar techniques, Su Jinrong couldn't help but wonder in his heart what his son-in-law had learned and done abroad in the past five years

After all, Su Jinrong is a traditional chef, and he is actually very unfamiliar with the various things that Feng Yifan now takes out.

The various processing procedures that followed shocked Su Jinrong even more. The use of many utensils really turned the kitchen into a scientific laboratory in Su Jinrong's opinion.

What a professional egg beater, and a very professional thermometer to measure the temperature of the syrup.

In Su Jinrong's view, all of this reveals a more professional attitude, but there is also an extra warmth of cooking in it.

Feng Yifan uses fruit juice to make syrup, so before each brewing, he needs to determine the dosage very accurately.

The amount of juice, syrup, and sugar to add are all very strict.

It can be said that this is the first time that Su Jinrong has seen someone cook with such precision in all his life.

After working for a long time, Feng Yifan finally prepared all the ingredients. He spread the fried corn starch on a large metal tray and put the whipped sugar paste into a piping bag.

Just as they were about to proceed to the next step, Su Ruoxi pushed the door open from outside.

Looking at Su Ruoxi's flushed cheeks and panting appearance, it was obvious that she had run all the way back.

After taking a few deep breaths, Su Ruoxi said anxiously, "Huh, it's too early. I didn't buy any candy for Ruoruo. What should I do?"

Feng Yifan smiled and picked up a piping bag filled with sugar paste: "It's okay, the candy I made for my daughter will be ready soon."