In the kitchen, under the guidance of Feng Yifan, after familiarizing himself with kitchen knives and sharpening his knife, Lin Ruifeng began to practice knife skills while practicing.

Feng Yifan said very seriously: "You must remember that if you want to practice knife skills, you must not be anxious first. You must be steady and then fast."

As he said that, Feng Yifan took a radish and pressed it on the cutting board without any showing off. He cut the radish into slices with one knife at a time.

"See? The knife must be held firmly, and the radish must be placed flat and pressed steadily. Don't pursue speed at the beginning of the knife, be stable enough, and be sure to cut it to the end, don't drag it on the mud."

Looking at the master's demonstration, Lin Ruifeng intuitively felt the master's great sword skills.

Because the carrot looks so hard, but Feng Yifan cuts every knife to the end. If he looks carefully, every knife he stops just right at the cutting board, and there is really no unnecessary movement.

Feng Yifan finished cutting half of the radish and handed the remaining half to Lin Ruifeng.

"You cut, remember what I said, you must be steady, and you must be cut to the end. If you are not skilled at the beginning, you don't have to pursue the smooth thickness of each piece. Practice first until you can cut it off with one stroke."

Lin Ruifeng took half a radish. When he recalled his master’s demonstration just now, he always felt that it was too easy for his master to assign tasks to him.

Even if I am not skilled, if I cut it one by one, I will definitely be able to achieve even thickness of each piece.

Lin Ruifeng thought about this and began to try to cut out evenly thick radish slices like his master.

Just after the first stab, Lin Ruifeng felt that things were not as simple as he thought. The master said that he had to cut to the end and there was no way to drag it out. Lin Ruifeng could not do it at all.

With one knife, it was cut in half and the blade stopped, and it felt like it was stuck.

Lin Ruifeng raised his head a little surprised, but saw that his master didn't look at him at all, as if he had expected him to be in trouble.

In a sense of pride that he was unwilling to be looked down upon by his master, Lin Ruifeng still tried hard to cut it off with the blade.

"Dong" the kitchen knife seemed to hit the cutting board, and even the cooking table was smashed and shaking.

The first piece of radish slice was indeed cut out, but it was completely uneven, especially because it did not cut to the end with one size fits. After the middle stopped, it exerted force again, causing half of the radish slices to be thick and half thin.

Feng Yifan turned his head and looked over, saying helplessly: "Are you going to tear down our kitchen?"

Lin Ruifeng suddenly blushed and lowered his head to apologize to his master: "I'm sorry, Master."

Feng Yifan said calmly: "So let's practice. I hope you can practice cutting vegetables before the old street is renovated and Su Ji is forced to move."

After saying that, Feng Yifan didn't say much, and asked Lin Ruifeng to continue practicing, while he continued to prepare various ingredients in the kitchen.

When the first pot of golden meatballs were fried, Feng Yifan naturally thought about his daughter. He chose a few of the most beautiful ones, put them in a small bowl and walked towards the restaurant in front, intending to use them as snacks for his daughter.

Lin Ruifeng took a look and said nothing, but continued to practice knife skills and cut radishes one by one.

Feng Yifan walked out with meatballs and found that his wife was the only one left in the restaurant, sitting at the cashier, as if he was settled.

He walked to his wife with a little bowl strangely, and Feng Yifan asked, "Where is Ruoru? Are dad and parents not here?"

Su Ruoxi, who was settled the score, raised her head and saw her husband standing in front of her with a small bowl. She directly replied: "My parents took Ruoruo and pushed his father out. Ruoruo didn't go to kindergarten today, staying in the restaurant will disturb you."

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. In fact, there is no Ruoruo here, but the restaurant seems a little deserted."

Su Ruoxi curled her lips and asked, "Are you busy preparing materials? And you have a little apprentice here. Do you still have time to take care of your daughter? Wouldn't it be nice to ask your parents to take her out for a walk?"

Feng Yifan nodded: "Well, it's really good, this can consume some of Ruoru's spirit."

As he said that, Feng Yifan put the small bowl in his hand in front of his wife: "I remember not to finish eating this one for Ruoruo when he comes back, and I want to leave a few for Ruoruo."

Su Ruoxi raised her head again, and originally wanted to ask what it was. But she immediately smelled the tempting fragrance, and then she saw clearly that it was fried meatballs.

The golden fried meatballs are really very attractive, which makes Su Ruoxi unable to help swallowing her saliva.

But immediately, Su Ruoxi woke up and raised her head to glar at her husband: "Hmph, isn't it just fried meatballs? Do I care? You put it here and wait for your daughter to come back to eat."

Feng Yifan felt that his wife was so cute, especially when he clearly saw his wife's little gesture of swallowing saliva.

So Feng Yifan reached out and picked up the small bowl and said, "Then, I'll take it back first. When Ruoru comes back, let Ruoru go to the kitchen to find me. If you keep it here for a long time, dust will fall on you."

While talking, Feng Yifan was really preparing to return to the kitchen with a small bowl.

This made Su Ruoxi anxious all of a sudden. She slapped the cashier and stood up and said, "You only have your daughter in your heart, right?"

Seeing his wife's angry look, Feng Yifan turned around and returned, put down the small bowl again, and said to his wife softly: "I'm just a joke with you, don't be angry, this bowl is for you to eat, there are still a lot of them in the kitchen."

Su Ruoxi didn't want to pick her up at first, but after thinking about it, she simply took the small bowl in her hand, like a tigress protecting food.

However, Su Ruoxi was not in a hurry to eat, but instead asked: "Do you really want to accept Lin Ruifeng's apprentice?"

Feng Yifan nodded and said, "It's considered to be accepted. Of course, I'll just teach him some basic things for the time being. Observe for half a month. If he works hard enough, he can teach him more things, at least teach him what to do with fried rice."

Su Ruoxi frowned slightly and asked, "You just teach them fried rice? Isn't that bad? Can you teach him two dishes?"

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "This depends on his own thoughts. I think his more of the idea now is to help Uncle Lin and others support the breakfast shop in the future, teach him fried rice, and add some special breakfasts, which I think is enough."

Su Ruoxi agreed with her husband's statement, but then said: "However, even if Xiaolin wants to work hard to help support the breakfast shop, but after the old street is renovated, Uncle Lin's shop is gone?"

Feng Yifan shook his head and said, "It is impossible to renovate the old street, just ignore the shops on the old street. We must plan the business place for us. Lin Ruifeng learned more from me. When the place was changed, it would be easy to get the initiative by fresh early."

When Su Ruoxi heard her husband say this, she thought it was really reasonable after thinking about it. Moreover, her husband was planning for the future and helped to plan some future things.

I couldn't help but exclaim my husband's thoughts, but Su Ruoxi said, "You are sure that what you taught must be selling well?"

Feng Yifan smiled and quietly approached his wife and said, "You must have confidence in your husband, okay, Uncle Lin asked Ruifeng to worship me as a master, of course I will teach him well."

Being close to her husband, Su Ruoxi subconsciously retreated a little, and her cheeks began to get hotter.

In order not to let her husband stare at her embarrassment, Su Ruoxi drove him and said, "Okay, go and do your business quickly and prepare the materials early. Since Xiaolin is here to learn, you can teach them more things, go and go."

Feng Yifan couldn't help but smile when he saw his wife trying to cover up her embarrassment, kissed her again in the air, turned around and walked towards the kitchen.
Chapter completed!