When her mother went to help her grandmother wash the dishes, Feng Ruoruo came to her father and leaned on his arms, letting her father play with the ducklings with her, holding a glass bottle shaped like fireflies in her hand.
At the same time, Feng Yifan, his father-in-law and his father were talking about the research on Su Zao Tang.
"Dad, the Su Zao soup should taste good, but it may need some slight adjustments. I think I'll try using that soup to cook chicken and duck this afternoon to see how it tastes."
Su Jinrong heard this and said, "In fact, I remember your grandfather once said that Su Zao Tang is a versatile stew. You can use the stewed meat to make a second processing. For example, you can use the stewed goose breast to make rouge goose breast."
When Feng Yifan heard his father-in-law say this, he suddenly had an idea.
In fact, when Feng Yifan was abroad, he had also been exposed to this cooking method.
In many foreign cooking methods, a lot of spices are used to slightly change the taste of some raw materials, and then secondary processing is carried out.
This approach is usually because the ingredients themselves are not high-end enough, so more experience is spent on cooking to better bring out the flavor of the ingredients and rely on the chef's ability to season more delicious food.
Today, the Su-style soup handed down by the Su family happens to be a very important seasoning process.
When salt, sugar and soy sauce are not added to the Su Zao soup for seasoning, simply using those spices to cook the meat will invisibly enhance the original flavor of the meat, thus better preparing it for subsequent cooking.
Thinking of this, Feng Yifan looked at his father-in-law and said, "Dad, Su Zao Tang may have the same effect as you said, using spices to enhance the flavor of meat, so that in the subsequent cooking, the characteristics of the ingredients can be better utilized to cook more delicious food."
Su Jinrong nodded: "Well, this is indeed an idea. When I watched you make Su Zao pork elbow yesterday, I suddenly thought of a way to do it while sitting down and doing the whole process."
After a pause, Su Jinrong continued, "We might have thought that spices need to be cooked together with salt, sugar, soy sauce, etc. to achieve a one-pot stew effect, but yesterday you used the method of cooking the spices first and then re-cooking them, and the pork elbow you made was even more delicious."
At this moment, Su Jinrong's eyes were full of brilliance, and he was full of confidence when looking at his son-in-law.
He was confident that his son-in-law could accomplish something that perhaps had not been accomplished by several generations of the Su family.
That is to restore Su Zao Tang, and based on Su Zao Tang, restore the long-lost Su Zao Banquet.
Su Jinrong thought of this and said, "Yifan, I have a higher requirement for you now."
Feng Yifan was stunned for a moment, then looked at his father-in-law and asked, "Dad, tell me."
Su Jinrong said very seriously: "I hope that you can develop Su Zao soup, and then when you use Su Zao soup to make Su Zao banquet, you can integrate what you learned abroad and make our Su Zao banquet into a special dish that suits Chinese and foreign tastes, so as to promote our Chinese cuisine."
Feng Yifan felt a little respectful after hearing his father-in-law's words.
At the same time, at this moment, Feng Yifan's heart suddenly felt renewed with enthusiasm.
You know, although he could be said to be one of the world's top chefs, Feng Yifan at that time was still unable to integrate Chinese and Western cuisine very well.
Or it should be said that he failed to truly promote Chinese cuisine to the world.
So now that his father-in-law has made such a request, it may be a huge challenge for Feng Yifan in both his lifetimes.
But this challenge makes Feng Yifan very excited.
This may be the direction in which he has worked hard that he has not found again for a long time.
Since coming back, it can be said that Feng Yifan has been doing smoothly. With his cooking skills, not to mention defeating his aunt and uncle, even the masters of state banquets are rarely able to compare with him.
This situation also made Feng Yifan lose the desire to go in.
He wanted more to run Su Ji well and take good care of his wife and daughter.
But now, his father-in-law's words have rekindled his fighting spirit.
He had tried hard for many years but ultimately failed. Perhaps now, by using Su Zao soup to restore the lost Su Zao banquet of his father-in-law's family, he could truly try to do it.
Perhaps, Su Kee will become a Chinese restaurant that truly wins a star for its Chinese cuisine
Thinking of this, Feng Yifan's heart was really filled with fighting spirit.
Standing in her father's arms, Feng Ruoruo seemed to feel her father's fighting spirit. She turned her head to look at her father and saw the light in his eyes. She couldn't help but ask, "Dad, you seem to have fire in your eyes. Are you angry?"
When Feng Yifan was asked this by his daughter, he suddenly came to his senses. He looked at his daughter, then at his father-in-law and father.
Then he smiled and said to his daughter: "No, Daddy is not angry. The fire in Daddy's eyes is a kind of fighting spirit. Daddy has decided to work hard to fulfill Grandpa's wish."
Feng Ruoruo turned her head curiously and looked at her grandfather and asked, "What is Grandpa's wish?"
Su Jinrong responded to his granddaughter affectionately: "Grandpa's wish? Grandpa's wish is that in the future, foreigners will also want to eat the food in Grandpa's restaurant, so that they can all come to Grandpa's restaurant to eat the food cooked by Ruoruo's father. What do you think of Ruoruo?"
Feng Ruoruo thought for a moment and said, "Not good."
When everyone heard the little girl say it was not good, they were a little surprised: "Why not?"
Feng Ruoruo pouted and said, "If all the foreigners come, so many people will want to eat the food that Dad cooks. Dad will be very busy with so many people, and he will be very tired."
Hearing his daughter's words, Feng Yifan felt very warm-hearted. He hugged his daughter and said, "Ruoruo is so nice. She knows how to feel sorry for her dad. Dad really likes Ruoruo."
Feng Ruoruo also leaned on her father's arms and said, "Ruoruo of course feels sorry for dad. Ruoruo doesn't want dad to work so hard."
Feng Yifan gently rubbed his daughter's head with his chin: "Well, Daddy won't be tired. Daddy will run Grandpa's restaurant well and fulfill Grandpa's wish. Let foreigners like the food in Grandpa's restaurant. Then we will make a lot of money, and Ruoruo won't have to worry about food and clothing."
When hearing that he could make a lot of money, little Feng Ruoruo instantly turned into a money-grubber.
"Hey, Dad, can I make a lot of money?"
When Feng Yifan saw his daughter turn around, her two big watery eyes sparkled, and he couldn't help but smile and said, "Hahaha, yes, we can make a lot of money, so that our daughter Ruoruo can have money to buy delicious food, new clothes, and go out to play."
After hearing her father talk about so many benefits, Feng Ruoruo nodded and agreed, "Okay, Dad, you have to work hard."
As soon as her daughter finished speaking, Su Ruoxi, who had just finished washing the dishes, said with a smile, "Our little money-grubber, now that he's talking about money, isn't he not sleepy at all?"
Hearing her mother's voice, Feng Ruoruo turned around and saw her mother and grandmother coming out. She quickly ran out of her father's arms and threw herself directly into her mother's arms.
"Hehehe, mom, have you helped grandma wash the dishes?"
Su Ruoxi gently tapped her daughter's little face: "Yes, mommy and grandma are done washing, so should Ruoruo take a nap?"
Feng Ruoruo was quite obedient: "Well, Ruoruo is going to take a nap, mom, let's go."
Then, the little girl said goodbye to her grandma, grandpa, and father, blew everyone a kiss, and obediently let her mother hold her hand and walk towards the room.
When they reached the door of the room and were about to enter, Feng Ruoruo turned back and shouted, "Come on, Dad. You need to make a lot of money."
Feng Yifan smiled and agreed: "Okay, Dad will definitely work hard to make money."
When the little girl followed her mother into the room, her grandmother finally couldn't hold back her laughter. "Oh, this little Ruoruo is really a money-grubber. She only wants her dad to make more money. Son, you have such a money-grubber daughter. How much money will you have to make in the future?"
Feng Yifan responded to his mother: "Mom, Ruoruo actually wants me to make more money because she hopes I can make grandpa and mom live a better life, and also hope that grandpa and grandma won't have to work so hard."
Lu Cuiling was a little surprised when she heard this: "Is that so?"
Feng Yifan nodded to his mother.
Almost at the same time that Feng Yifan nodded, Feng Ruoruo, who had already gone into the room with her mother, taken off her shoes and lay down on the bed, also leaned over to her mother's ear and whispered something.
"Mom, Dad will make a lot of money in the future, and you and grandpa can buy a lot of things you like. Grandpa and grandma won't have to work so hard picking vegetables, and you can rest at home and play with Ruoruo."
After hearing what her daughter said, Su Ruoxi kissed her forehead and said, "Well, mom knows what Ruoruo is thinking, and mom believes that dad knows the same, so dad will definitely work hard. Ruoruo, be good and sleep well. When you wake up, we will go and cook with dad."
Feng Ruoruo nodded with a smile, but she had not forgotten her snack: "When I wake up, I want to eat the snack made by my dad. It's made of winter squash."
Su Ruoxi lowered her head and rubbed her daughter's nose: "You little foodie, you still can't forget to eat."
Feng Yifan stood up and said with a smile, "Mom, Dad, don't worry, I will definitely work hard and use our Chinese cuisine to make dishes that can conquer everyone."
Seeing Feng Yifan's confident expression, the three old men also believed in his abilities.
But Lu Cuiling smiled and said, "You should first think about how you are going to make a snack with bamboo shoots and squash for your daughter."
Hearing his mother say this, Feng Yifan was still very confident: "Then let's get started now."
Then Feng Yifan went into the kitchen and started making snacks for his daughter.
First, he picked out the bamboo shoots and then washed them. This time, Feng Yifan peeled the skin of the bamboo shoots.
After peeling the skin, cut the squash in half and take out all the pulp.
Then Feng Yifan once again showed off his knife skills and cut the bamboo shoots into very thin slices.
The only difference is that Feng Yifan had sliced the vinegar-fried bamboo shoots horizontally before, but this time he cut the bamboo shoots vertically into long thin slices.
It is also a very thin slice, and it looks like it was scraped out with a scraper.
After cutting the wax squash slices, Feng Yifan soaked them in a basin of sugar water and added some crushed apple slices.
In this way, soaking them together can remove some of the smell of the winter squash.
After soaking for a while, take out the bamboo shoots, drain the water, then put milk in the pot and cook the bamboo shoots in the milk.
After cooking, the winter squash slices not only have no peculiar smell, but also have a milky flavor.
After finishing all this, Feng Yifan began to prepare the batter, which was the batter for making pies before. However, since there were no power tools in the countryside, he had to beat it by hand throughout the process.
Put the batter on a plate as the base, then put the winter squash slices on top, and finally put a layer of apple slices on top, garnish with some strawberries and other fruits.
In this way, it looks like a fruit pie.
Because there was no oven at home, Feng Yifan could only take out the big pot on the stove, and then use an iron plate to drop it on the fire and bake it using the fire of the earthen stove.
Of course, it is covered with a lid and dropped into the fire to bake.
Because he couldn't open it to look, Feng Yifan had to rely on listening to the sounds during the whole process.
This is also something that tests one's ability. Feng Yifan was very patient and listened quietly to the sound in the baking pan.
After baking for a while, Feng Yifan judged the sound and took the baking tray out of the fire in the earthen stove.
At this time, the whole family walked into the kitchen and looked at the sealed homemade baking tray that was still smoking with some anticipation.
Su Ruoxi was a little pessimistic and said, "Are you sure you can do this?"
Feng Yifan said confidently: "Can you have a little confidence in your husband?"
Su Ruoxi immediately retorted: "This is not a question of confidence, okay? If you say you use an oven, of course I believe you, but you don't have any tools, and your method really doesn't seem to work. If you mess it up, how are you going to feed your daughter?"
Lu Cuiling couldn't help but say, "I don't think that's a good idea, right?"
Feng Jiandong and Su Jinrong looked at each other. They didn't say it directly, but it was obvious that they didn't quite believe it.
Feng Yifan said seriously: "Since everyone doesn't believe it, let us witness the miracle."
As he spoke, Feng Yifan put down the sealed baking tray, and then used the pliers that had been sealed before to pry open the sealed edges little by little.
After it was completely opened, Feng Yifan opened the lid.
A rich aroma burst out instantly, as if a scent bomb had been opened, and the rich sweet smell surprised everyone.
Then everyone stretched their heads and looked eagerly at what was in the baking tray, and what they saw shocked everyone.