Two people always work faster, and although Lin Ruifeng has never had any formal experience in kitchen work, he is familiar with washing dishes and cleaning. After all, he has to do these things every day when he makes breakfast at home.
After Feng Yifan and Lin Ruifeng finished washing the dishes, Lin Ruifeng returned to the kitchen and asked, "Master, should I cut potatoes or radishes this afternoon?"
Hearing his apprentice's question, Feng Yifan smiled and shook his head and said, "Knife skills need to be improved step by step. It is impossible to practice them in a short period of time. You can take a break in the afternoon. You don't need to continue practicing. Change something in the afternoon."
When Lin Ruifeng heard that he didn't have to continue practicing knife skills in the afternoon, he couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief and was looking forward to what his master would teach him in the afternoon.
It’s not that Lin Ruifeng felt that knife skills were very hard, but after practicing for a whole morning, he did feel a little bored.
However, just as Lin Ruifeng was looking forward to the afternoon study, Feng Yifan directly handed him the cooking pot and said, "No more knife skills in the afternoon. I will teach you how to flip the pot in the afternoon."
Knife skills and flipping the wok are the basics that a cook must master, but they are also the most difficult parts of the kitchen.
Feng Yifan didn't need to say much about his knife skills. Lin Ruifeng had seen his knife skills today, especially the operation of removing bones from chicken wings. Lin Ruifeng could only look up to him.
As for flipping the pot, I watched Feng Yifan making fried rice this afternoon, and Lin Ruifeng has also seen it many times.
In addition to his amazing knife skills, Feng Yifan's handsome figure when flipping the wok naturally left a deep impression on Lin Ruifeng.
So when he heard that he would learn to flip the wok in the afternoon, Lin Ruifeng's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had already seen himself flipping the wok in a handsome manner that was no less than his master's.
Unfortunately, Lin Ruifeng didn't have time to daydream too much, as Feng Yifan woke him up rudely.
"Hey, hey, stop daydreaming, hurry up and start listening to me while I tell you the essentials of the technique. Watch my demonstration carefully, or you might hurt yourself if you don't flip the pot properly."
After coming back to his senses, Lin Ruifeng immediately acted like a good student and listened carefully to Feng Yifan's explanation, especially the analysis of the key points.
When Feng Yifan was explaining how to flip the wok to his apprentice, the door to the kitchen was pushed open.
It turned out that Su Ruoxi came in to get hot water to add water to the old diners who were chatting with her father.
Seeing Feng Yifan explaining the key points of flipping the wok to Lin Ruifeng in front of the stove and demonstrating the correct posture of flipping the wok to Lin Ruifeng over and over again, Su Ruoxi couldn't help but stop and watch.
At this moment, looking at her husband flipping the pot in front of the stove, Su Ruoxi felt that he was indeed very handsome and cool.
The iron pot, which looked very heavy, seemed to have no weight at all in the husband's hand. As the strength of his wrist changed, the iron pot flew all over the stove, just like a toy in his hand.
Compared with her husband's free and easy handsomeness, Lin Ruifeng, who was following him, seemed a little clumsy.
Of course this cannot be blamed on Lin Ruifeng, the main reason is that he has never practiced like this before, and his wrist strength is not enough, so although he looks envious, he can't do it at all.
Su Ruoxi, who was standing by, saw Lin Ruifeng's clumsy look and couldn't help but say, "Xiao Lin, don't try to imitate him. Your arms and wrists are not strong enough now. If you try to learn like this, you will hurt yourself."
Hearing Su Ruoxi's voice, Lin Ruifeng, who was concentrating on imitating, suddenly came to his senses and realized that Su Ruoxi had entered the kitchen.
As a result, Lin Ruifeng was busy turning his head to greet people and did not notice the pot in his hand. His wrist slipped and the pot slammed down onto the stove, almost bending his fingers.
Fortunately, Feng Yifan, who was standing next to him, was quick-witted and reached out to grab the pot, preventing Lin Ruifeng from injuring his wrist and fingers.
"Focus on it. Don't be distracted when you hear any noise. As a cook, when you hear any noise, you must first pay attention to what you are doing. Are the pots and plates placed firmly? Is the fire on the stove turned off?"
Hearing the master's reprimand, Lin Ruifeng quickly lowered his head and humbly accepted the master's teachings.
Su Ruoxi felt that her husband's tone of scolding was a little too harsh, so she stepped forward to help.
"Don't be so fierce. It's my fault. I shouldn't have called Xiaolin so suddenly and distracted him. If you want to blame someone, just blame me."
Faced with his wife's sudden remarks, Feng Yifan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I'm not blaming you. Am I not teaching him? If I don't say the point, what if something goes wrong in the kitchen in the future?"
Su Ruoxi continued, "Then you shouldn't have taught Xiao Lin such difficult things directly. Uncle Lin and Auntie usually take good care of us. Before, when Dad couldn't get out of bed, Auntie asked Xiao Lin to come over and deliver breakfast every day."
Feng Yifan nodded and said, "I know, I know all of this, so I made an exception and taught Ruifeng. And I was just demonstrating, I didn't let him learn directly."
Next, Feng Yifan turned to Lin Ruifeng and said, "You can't just follow my demonstration now because your arms and wrists are not strong enough. If you force yourself to follow it, you might hurt yourself."
Hearing this, Lin Ruifeng looked a little lost, feeling like he was useless.
Feng Yifan patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't be discouraged. Since you don't have enough strength, let's start from the basics."
As he spoke, Feng Yifan grasped the handle of the iron pot with one hand, lifted the pot up steadily, and then put it down steadily.
Then he said to his apprentice, "Practice like this first. Remember to hold the pot level. Lift and put it down like this. Practice first. When you can lift and put it down without any effort, then practice flipping the pot."
Seeing that the master only let him practice lifting the pot, Lin Ruifeng was a little unconvinced: "Master, isn't this a little too simple?"
Feng Yifan smiled and looked at his wife: "Look, this kid thinks it's too easy to teach the basics."
Su Ruoxi said to Lin Ruifeng with a serious expression: "Xiao Lin, you have to practice these basic things step by step. If you don't master the basics, it's impossible to succeed in one step."
Lin Ruifeng said seriously, "Okay, Master, I will practice hard."
Feng Yifan didn't say much, and let the apprentice practice by himself in front of the stove. He said to his wife, "It's a good thing you came in. Let's make snacks for our daughter and her friends together?"
Su Ruoxi asked curiously: "Do you need two of us to make snacks for Ruoruo and the others?"
Feng Yifan smiled and asked his wife, "Don't you want to learn a few more new dim sum?"
This sentence immediately perked up Su Ruoxi. After making the egg tarts yesterday, she really felt that making dim sum was very interesting and wanted to try it again. Naturally, she also wanted to learn more dim sum recipes.
Then, Su Ruoxi agreed: "Okay, wait for me, I'll go out and get some water for my parents."
Feng Yifan nodded: "Well, you go first, I'll prepare the things, and we'll make them together when you come back. It's a good opportunity to make some extra marshmallows and cookies for Xixi and Feifei to take back and eat."
Su Ruoxi seemed to have thought of something and couldn't help laughing.
Feng Yifan saw his wife laughing secretly and asked curiously, "What are you laughing at? What's there to be happy about?"
Su Ruoxi turned her head to look at her husband and said, "I was thinking, you've spoiled your daughter like this, and Su's has almost become a dessert shop for your daughter and her friends. It's not enough for them to eat, you have to give them some to take back home."
After hearing what his wife said, Feng Yifan thought about it and felt that it was true, so he started laughing. While laughing, he joked: "How about we collect some processing fees from Xixi and Feifei's parents?"
Su Ruoxi was stunned for a moment, then smiled and patted her husband: "Go to hell, our daughter's love for money must have been inherited from you."
After slapping her husband, Su Ruoxi saw Lin Ruifeng holding a pot in front of the stove, and realized that there were people in the kitchen. She shouldn't flirt with her husband like that, so she quickly filled a bottle of water and turned to leave the kitchen.
Of course, when she walked out of the back kitchen, Su Ruoxi did not forget to tell her husband: "Wait until I come back and do it."