Cut pork, chicken, and fresh bamboo shoots into diced, and make the diced pork slightly larger than the diced chicken and the diced chicken slightly larger than the diced bamboo shoots.

Then put it in the pot and stir-fry it. First, stir-fry the pork diced pork, then the chicken diced pork, and finally add the diced bamboo shoots. After seasoning, the juice is filled. It is really fragrant.

Just watching Feng Yifan stir-fry the filling made Lin Ruifeng swallow his saliva.

Next, Feng Yifan treated the vegetables and cut the leaves and stems.

The vegetable leaves should be blanched in boiling water, and a little alkali should be added. After the vegetable leaves are blanched, rinsed with cold water, drained and chopped into color paste, squeezed out the excess water, and then mixed with steamed glutinous rice and seasoned well.

Cut the ham into small diced diced set aside.

While doing these, the little red beans are also added with white sugar and steamed, and finally crushed in a blender to make homemade bean paste paste.

The prepared red bean paste mud was also fragrant. Feng Ruoruo couldn't help but watch it. He quietly pulled his father's clothes and said to his father softly: "Dad, give Ruoru a taste."

Seeing his daughter avoiding Lin Ruifeng's gaze and talking to him carefully and lightly, Feng Yifan immediately laughed.

Next, Feng Yifan quietly used a small spoon and made a little red bean paste for his daughter to taste it.

"What do Ruruo think? Is it sweet? Do you need to add sugar?"

After Feng Ruoruo tasted it, he felt that it was very delicious and said with a smile: "It's delicious, don't add sugar."

Feng Yifan nodded and said, "Okay, then we're basically ready and we can start doing it."

Of course, this is just the preliminary preparation. More things need to be done next, and there is also a need to cook the miscellaneous soy milk. The whole process is almost the same as Feng Yifan is busy alone.

Of course, when cooking soy milk, Feng Yifan prepared various ingredients and also guided Lin Ruifeng to try it.

"If you want to save trouble, the easiest way to make this kind of miscellaneous soy milk is to make a machine with a wall-breaking function. That kind of foolish operation, and boil the broken wall-breaking body with one click, you can save yourself from the cumbersome process."

Lin Ruifeng heard this and asked strangely: "Master, can we use new things for traditional snacks like ours?"

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Why are you more traditional than me? We should not stick to form. Many modern technological development and progress can reduce many of our cumbersome processes. Why can't we use it?"

Lin Ruifeng suddenly felt it made sense and nodded and said, "Well, okay master, I understand."

Let Lin Ruifeng go and cook soy milk, while Feng Yifan began to prepare to make pork with maize and buns.

Because it takes some time to produce noodles, he first made shabby.

Re-knead the dough. When kneading this time, add the water from the vegetable leaves squeezed out before and dye the dough green.

Seeing the dough turned green, Feng Ruoruo immediately applauded and said, "Oh, it's so beautiful, it's green and green."

Feng Yifan was making the noodles, so he naturally had to pick some fun for his daughter.

Then he took out a very small rolling pin and began to roll out the braised wheat peel.

Lin Ruifeng, who was standing aside, looked at the dough that Feng Yifan seemed to have pulled down casually, but was almost the same size. Then, under his small rolling pin, it turned into very thin dough.

After rolling out the skin, Feng Yifan picked up a dough smaller than the slap and put the mixed filling into it.

Then I saw Feng Yifan holding his palms lightly, finally shaped them into a shaved wheat, put them on the chopping board to shape them slightly, and then add tiny diced ham on it.

In this way, a small shabby mai is as beautiful as a small green vase.

When Feng Ruoruo saw his father doing it, he couldn't help but approach him and looked at it for a long time and said, "Dad, this is so beautiful."

Then, the little girl also followed suit and wanted to do it herself, but the deviation in the end was quite large.

"Oh, Dad, Ruruo can't do this well."

Feng Yifan smiled and comforted his daughter: "It's okay. Ruruo is still young now. When he grows up, he will definitely do better. It's great now."

After receiving encouragement from my father, the little girl felt very happy and continued to knead the dough on her hands.

It really made the little girl pinch the shape similar to her father's roasted wheat. Feng Ruoruo immediately held it excitedly and shouted: "Dad, look, Ruoruo has made it too, it looks very similar to her father's."

Feng Yifan took a look and naturally praised: "Liuruo baby is so awesome, very awesome."

The little girl also showed it to Uncle Kobayashi who was cooking the mixed soy milk: "Uncle Kobayashi, look at it, Ruoruo has made it, isn't it the same as Dad?"

Lin Ruifeng responded with a smile: "Wow, Ruoruo is so powerful, he learned it so quickly."

Feng Yifan worked very quickly, especially when he found the feeling of making roasted wheat. He started to make it very quickly. In a blink of an eye, he wrapped two cages and immediately steamed the two cages in a pot.

When steaming the wheat flour, the dough was almost ready to go, and Feng Yifan took the dough out of the basin again.

After waking up, the dough became more fluffy and softer, and suddenly became much bigger.

When Feng Ruoruo saw it, he immediately exclaimed: "The whole thing has become so big."

Feng Yifan smiled and brought his daughter Xiaowan over again. As a result, Feng Ruoruo's dough was also very large, and it had exceeded Xiaowan, which made the little girl feel incredible when she widened her eyes.

After letting his daughter digest a little bit of surprise, Feng Yifan taught her what to do next.

"Ruoru, you should be optimistic about dad. You should knead the dough like dad and expel all the air inside it, so that you can start making skin to make buns."

Feng Ruoruo is young and has very young hands, but he still tries hard to make it like his father. However, the dough that wakes up is very sticky, which quickly makes the girl's hands full.

Feng Ruoru shook the sticky face on his hand hard and shouted, "Dad, help Ruoru quickly, I can't get this off."

Seeing his daughter's appearance, Feng Yifan patiently taught her: "As like this, add a little flour, and then rub it hard like this, slowly you will see that there is nothing on your hands."

Under the guidance of his father, Feng Ruoruo did rub it and the dough stuck on his little hands returned to the dough.

"Hehehe, dad is so awesome."

Because I had been teaching my daughter some time, the roasted wheat on the pot had been steamed at this time, Feng Yifan simply took the roasted wheat first, and then started to wrap the buns and put them in the steamer.

Lin Ruifeng looked at Feng Yifan’s buns and was surprised because Feng Yifan didn’t even need a rolling pin to roll the dough.

Feng Yifan still pulled down the dough every time, but he did not roll the dough this time, but instead patted the dough and turned it around, and the dough was photographed one by one.

When Lin Ruifeng looked at him, he felt an indescribable sense of freedom.

The process of Feng Yifan making buns is more like a work of art, which made Lin Ruifeng completely stunned.

One twist, two purse, three lifts, four turn.

After four steps of skill, a whole white and tender bun was in Feng Yifan's palm and he placed it in the cage.

Everything was very fast, without any stagnation, just like assembly line processing.

But every bun is placed in a cage, which is almost exactly the same in Lin Ruifeng's opinion.

When Lin Ruifeng was amazed, he heard Feng Ruoruo's protest: "Oh, Dad, you are so difficult. You can do it so fast that Ruoru can't learn it at all."

Feng Yifan continued to make the bag while comforting his daughter: "This is a bit difficult. When my father teaches Ruoru seriously in the future, Dad will do it quickly today, otherwise it will be too late, grandpa, grandma and mother will get up."

Hearing his father say this, the child Feng Ruoruo reacted, angrily held his cheeks and started urging his father: "Then Dad, do it quickly, Ruoruo will not bother you."

Feng Yifan smiled and said to his daughter: "Okay, thank you little baby Ruoruo for understanding."

After comforting his daughter, Feng Yifan naturally accelerated the pace and quickly wrapped two cages of various colors, then put them in the pot and started steaming.
Chapter completed!