The romantic love and passionate competition were going on in the ancient street, but it did not affect the warmth of Feng Yifan's home at all.
When the roosters crowed in the early morning and the sky began to brighten, Feng Yifan had already gotten up.
After brushing his teeth and washing his face, he walked into the kitchen alone. He took out a plate of leftover rice, some eggs, some peas, carrots, onions, and of course the pickled chicken thighs and diced meat, and a dish of eggplant fish that had been cooked for a long time.
Finally, when closing the refrigerator, Feng Yifan took out two big apples from it.
These are the breakfast he is going to make for the whole family this morning.
Feng Yifan first peeled the apples, and then cut them into dices, making the apple dices a little larger.
Then wash the carrots and onions and cut them into small pieces, and soak the peas in water.
Then wash the marinated chicken thigh cubes slightly to remove some excess marinade taste, and then mix the chicken thigh cubes with starch and egg white.
Everything was ready, the next step was to heat the pan, and then Feng Yifan added some butter and lard.
After the two kinds of oil melt in the pot and slowly blend together, first pour the diced chicken thighs into the pot to stir-fry, and then stir-fry the fat from the chicken. This way, the three kinds of oil become a mixture in the pot, giving off a hint of rich aroma.
When the aroma comes out and the diced chicken thighs have been stir-fried, pour the diced onions into the pan and stir-fry.
Let the aroma of the chopped onion fully evaporate and fry out the moisture of the onion.
At this time, the aroma in the pot was emitting, almost filling the whole kitchen. Feng Yifan poured the overnight rice into the pot at the right time, added salt and pepper, and started today's fried rice. The rice was fried until it was crystal clear and completely separated from each other. Then, the beaten egg liquid was poured into the pot.
The egg liquid entered the pan, and with Feng Yifan's quick stir-frying, the egg liquid wrapped around the rice grains.
Occasionally, some of the light leaking out reveals a silvery-white color, thus creating a gold-wrapped-silver effect.
Wait until the fried egg liquid is completely solidified, then pour the diced carrots, peas and apples into the pot.
Then they need to be stir-fried for a while until the carrot cubes, peas and apple cubes are cooked through, then add some apple juice into the pot, cover the pot and start simmering the fried rice in the steamer.
During the simmering process, Feng Yifan quickly prepared a refreshing egg drop soup.
Then, when the roosters crowed outside again, the sun had risen completely, and the family members had gotten up one after another, Feng Yifan's breakfast was ready.
However, Feng Yifan just turned off the fire, but did not open the lid of the pot, but continued to simmer in the pot.
Feng Ruoruo quickly ran to the kitchen and saw that her father had already prepared breakfast. The little girl happily came to her father's side and said, "Dad, what did you make for Ruoruo today?"
Feng Yifan turned around, pinched his daughter and said, "Dad made Ruoruo a delicious fried rice today."
Feng Ruoruo stretched her neck curiously and looked at the pot covered by her father's lid: "Is it in the pot? Then can Ruoruo take a look first?"
Feng Yifan shook his head and said, "No, you can only open the lid of the pot when it's time to eat."
Then, Feng Yifan said to his daughter, "Okay, Ruoruo, hurry up and brush your teeth and wash your face, then we can have dinner."
Although Feng Ruoruo was not willing to do so, she still followed her father's instructions and quickly ran back to brush her teeth and wash her face.
After everyone in the family had washed up, Feng Yifan first served the refreshing egg drop soup to everyone.
Then he went back to the kitchen, opened the lid of the pot that had been simmering for a while, and scooped the fried rice from the pot into a large bowl and served it to everyone.
When the fried rice was served, the rich fruity aroma surprised the whole family.
Feng Ruoruo immediately asked: "Dad, this is the smell of fruit. Did you cook fruit for us as breakfast this morning?"
Feng Yifan put the big bowl on the table and said, "It's not boiled fruit, but Dad made a dish of 'Apple Fried Rice' with apples. Come on, let's all try it together."
Hearing the name, Lu Cuiling was immediately surprised and asked, "Apple fried rice? How do you eat this? Are you using us as an experiment so early in the morning? Can apples be fried? Is this taste edible?"
Facing his mother's doubts, Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Mom, try it first. If it doesn't taste good, tell me later."
Feng Jiandong looked at the big bowl of fried rice and couldn't help asking, "Isn't fried rice a bit too dry for breakfast? Why don't you let us have some wontons?"
Feng Yifan ignored his parents' words and served everyone a bowl of rice. He said seriously, "Eat it first and try it."
Looking at the fried rice in front of us and smelling the rich fruity aroma in the bowl, everyone feels like eating it.
But when we think about the fact that it was fried from apples, it’s hard for everyone to accept it for a while.
Feng Ruoruo was more receptive and started eating it herself with a small spoon.
After taking the first bite, Feng Ruoruo immediately said, "Wow, this is delicious. Grandpa, grandma, grandpa, mom, please eat it quickly. It's really delicious."
Seeing Feng Ruoruo shouting that it was delicious, everyone finally scooped up a little with a spoon and ate it reluctantly.
They were skeptical at first, but after eating it, the whole family was surprised.
Because the taste of this fried rice is so delicious that everyone can’t stop eating it.
The sweet and sour taste is not very strong, but just a little bit, like a fairy dancing on the tip of the tongue, which instantly activates everyone's taste buds that have just woken up in the morning and have not yet fully awakened. Then comes the very delicious salty taste and slightly spicy pepper.
The whole fried rice tastes very delicious. It does not have the strange taste that everyone imagines. Instead, because of the apple juice in it, the whole fried rice tastes very refreshing.
Originally, eating fried rice early in the morning would give people a very dry feeling, but this fried rice does not have that feeling.
After eating a bowl of fried rice, not only will it not feel dry, but it will make people feel very comfortable. The sweet and sour taste of the apple seems to awaken the dormant cells in the human body, making everyone feel refreshed and full of morning energy.
Lu Cuiling ate another small bowl, and then said very contentedly: "Well, I didn't expect apple fried rice to be so delicious."
Feng Ruoruo said with a smile: "Grandma, because it was made by Dad."
Hearing her granddaughter's words, Lu Cuiling said happily, "Okay, since it's made by Ruoruo's father, it must be delicious, right?"
Feng Ruoruo said happily: "Yes, yes, it's delicious when dad makes it."
Su Ruoxi asked at this time: "Can your method of adding apples be used by Xiaolin to help him solve the problem of greasy fried rice on the iron plate?"
Feng Yifan shook his head: "It can't be used there, because this method requires stewing, and there is no way to stew the teppanyaki fried rice there. And it is not suitable to add apple cubes to the teppanyaki fried rice, otherwise it will become a dark dish and the taste will be completely bad."
Su Ruoxi was somewhat helpless: "No way? I said I would tell Xiao Lin secretly."
Feng Yifan heard his wife's words and smiled, "Actually, this is also a method. It depends on whether Xiaolin can understand how to use it. If he copies it, he will definitely mess it up."
Hearing her husband say this, Su Ruoxi seemed to understand that her husband meant that she could add fruits to the teppanyaki fried rice to counteract the problem of the fried rice being too greasy.
But it was obvious that the husband only gave a direction and did not provide a specific solution.
Su Ruoxi looked at her husband and understood what he meant. He hoped that Lin Ruifeng would solve the problem himself.
After breakfast, Feng Ruoruo was happy today because her father and mother accompanied her to pick vegetables, and her grandfather also wanted to go with them, which made the little girl very happy.
On the way to the vegetable base, Su Ruoxi called Shen Qingluo.
Shen Qingluo hadn't gotten up yet. After receiving the call, he asked in a sullen voice, "Hello? Who is this?"
Hearing Shen Qingluo's voice, which was obviously still asleep, Su Ruoxi quickly said, "Listen carefully. I'm going to tell you a way to solve the problem of fried rice being too greasy. Tell Xiaolin in the morning, and then let Xiaolin think about it based on this idea and see if there is any way to solve it."
Shen Qingluo still responded calmly: "Okay."
Su Ruoxi was also a little helpless and could only tell Shen Qingluo about the apple fried rice she had in the morning.
At first Shen Qingluo didn't feel anything until he heard Su Ruoxi describe the taste of apple fried rice, especially the way it didn't feel greasy or dry at all when eaten in the morning, but instead felt refreshing and delicious. Shen Qingluo suddenly came to his senses, as if he had discovered a new world.
After Su Ruoxi finished speaking seriously, she finally told Shen Qingluo: "Xiao Lin's master said that we can't just put apples on the iron plate to make fried rice. Let Xiao Lin think about it."
Shen Qingluo was completely awake and said quickly: "Okay, okay, I understand. Thank you, auntie."
Then, Shen Qingluo hung up the phone, quickly got up, changed clothes, brushed his teeth and washed his face, and without even tying his hair up, he quickly rushed out of Liu Wanhua's house.
Liu Wanhua poked her head out of the kitchen, looked at Shen Qingluo rushing out and asked, "What are you doing so early? Aren't you going to have breakfast?"
Shen Qingluo had already run out and responded: "Grandma, I'll go find Xiaolin and tell him how to solve the greasy problem. You can eat it yourself."
Liu Wanhua saw Shen Qingluo running out of the door. She was very anxious but still remembered to close the door gently. She couldn't help but smile and shook her head. In fact, Liu Wanhua had experienced this scene when she was young. At that time, she had also worked hard for a person who devoted himself to the cooking industry.
Shen Qingluo jogged all the way to his shop and found that the door had been locked from the outside.
Then she hurried to Su Ji and Lin’s breakfast shop.
The shop is already open, and Lin Ruifeng is already in the breakfast shop, preparing ingredients for today's stall and making breakfast for Zhao Daxia and her two sons.
Seeing Shen Qingluo rushing in in a hurry without even combing her hair.
Lin Ruifeng asked curiously: "What's wrong with you? What's the matter that makes you so anxious?"
Shen Qingluo panted and said, "Just now, just now, Ruoxi, my aunt, called me and told me that my uncle-in-law had a way to solve the greasy problem. My uncle-in-law made them some apple fried rice this morning."
Shen Qingluo said very seriously: "Use apples. The sweet and sour taste of apples can better neutralize the greasiness."
Lin Ruifeng listened to Shen Qingluo finish speaking, then shook his head and said, "You can't put apples in it. It won't taste good if you put apples on the iron plate. And what Master made is not fried rice. He stir-fried it first, then stewed it for a while, and used apple juice instead of broth to stew it, so the taste will seep into the rice."
After listening to Lin Ruifeng's story, Shen Qingluo was a little surprised: "You, you know?"
Lin Ruifeng nodded: "Well, I know that method. It can indeed eliminate greasiness, but it is not suitable for us to use on the teppanyaki fried rice."
Shen Qingluo thought about Su Ruoxi's words.
After thinking hard for a while, she said, "Oh, my aunt said that you can learn from others, but you need to figure out the real solution yourself. That's what your master said."
Lin Ruifeng was silent for a while. At this moment, he seemed to be facing his master.
Under the watchful eye of his master, he needed to solve the problem by himself, and his master had already told him some directions for solving the problem.
But he hasn't figured out how to solve the problem yet.
As time went by, Lin Ruifeng really fell into deep thought. His head seemed to be in a knot and he couldn't think of a suitable final result.
Seeing Lin Ruifeng lost in thought, Shen Qingluo comforted him, "Don't worry, we can think about it slowly."
Lin Ruifeng gradually came to his senses and continued to prepare breakfast. He smiled and said to Shen Qingluo, "Okay, don't worry. Ma Xiaolong's own problem hasn't been solved yet. Let's have breakfast first. When Aunt Zhao and her two children wake up, we'll have dinner."
It was nine o'clock in the morning, and Feng Yifan drove his family to the vegetable base.
After hearing his wife hang up the phone, he asked with a smile: "Why? Are you so anxious to tell Xiaolin the solution? Don't you want Xiaolin to think about it more on his own?"
Su Ruoxi asked with a smile: "What's the matter? Are you jealous? Do you think I care too much about Xiao Lin?"
Feng Yifan also laughed: "Why are you jealous of something? Xiaolin grew up with us, he's like our little brother, and he was your follower when he was little, how could I be jealous of a little brother? You really have a way of making associations."
Su Ruoxi stretched out her hand and pinched her husband's ear and said, "You are just being stubborn. You told me so much this morning, obviously hoping that I would call Qing Luo and ask her to tell Xiao Lin the method."
Feng Yifan smiled and didn't answer.
Seeing that her husband didn't say anything, Su Ruoxi continued, "You said that you don't care whether Xiao Lin can win or not, but as his master, you still hope that your apprentice can win."
After listening to his wife, Feng Yifan finally nodded and said, "Okay, then I hope he has that understanding."
Feng Ruoruo listened to her parents talking for a long time, but she didn't quite understand what they were saying. However, the little girl understood one thing, which was that she also hoped that Uncle Xiaolin would win, so she finally shouted, "Uncle Xiaolin will definitely win."
Su Ruoxi reached out and hugged her daughter into her arms, agreeing, "Yes, Uncle Xiaolin will definitely win."