Chapter 12 Technological Cooking
When Feng Yifan heard that he wanted to make candy for his daughter with his own hands, Su Ruoxi and Feng Ruoruo both looked at him in surprise.
Then, the mother and daughter showed a look of doubt at the same time, and they looked almost exactly the same, and they didn't believe that Feng Yifan and a chef could make any candy.
Faced with the mother and daughter's questioning gaze, Feng Yifan said seriously: "I promise that it will not be worse than buying it."
As he said that, Feng Yifan pointed to the kitchen again and said, "And, among the kitchen utensils I bought, there are actually suitable for making sugar."
When Su Ruoxi heard this, she thought about the kitchen utensils in the kitchen, and wanted Feng Yifan to try it.
However, his daughter Feng Ruoruo said first: "No, Ruoruo promised to share it with kindergarten children. If you make it not good or delicious, what should the children don't like it?"
In fact, the fact that Feng Ruoruo took Candy to kindergarten was a special arrangement by the kindergarten teacher.
In order to cultivate kindergarten children to know how to share.
Therefore, the children in Feng Ruoruo's kindergarten class bring candy to share every day, and they also have the candy they like to eat.
Feng Ruoruo was originally back yesterday and should have told her mother about this, but because a lot of things happened yesterday, the little girl forgot about this incident. Now she is a little panicked when she thinks about it.
It’s not that the little girl doesn’t like her father doing it by herself, but she’s just worried that she doesn’t like what her father does by herself, and the children in kindergarten don’t like it either.
Feng Yifan thought about it and said very seriously: "Dad promises that he will make great candy. If Dad doesn't do well, then Dad is willing to accept any punishment from Feng Ruoruo. Is it OK?"
The father and daughter looked at each other like this, and there was a stalemate for a while, and Feng Ruoruo was also very hesitant in his heart.
After eating my father's breakfast, the little girl was actually very excited about the candy her father made.
But because I want to share it with kindergarten children, Feng Ruoruo is worried that the children don’t like it, it will be very bad.
When the father and daughter were in a stalemate, Su Jinrong suddenly tried hard and said, "Let's go, dad, try, Ruoruo."
When Su Ruoxi heard his father's words, she thought for a while and said, "Ruoruo, let's go to kindergarten first. Mom will tell the teacher that she promises to send you the candy before noon.
We asked our father to make it first, and then our mother also bought you the fruit candy you like.
If dad doesn’t do well, mom will give you fruit candy. If dad does well, then let dad deliver it to you, okay?"
After listening to his mother's words, Feng Ruoruo thought his mother's method was great: "Mom's method is good, that's good."
Putting on the small schoolbag in my mother's hand, Feng Ruoruo turned around and walked back to his father before leaving the door, and said very seriously: "You have to come on, Ruoruo believes that you can make delicious candy."
Feng Yifan didn't expect that his daughter had obviously refused the candy he made to send to the kindergarten, but she actually cheered him up.
Seeing his daughter's serious little face, Feng Yifan felt warm in his heart, and knew that his daughter still supported him as a father.
Feng Yifan raised his fist and made a powerful move to his daughter: "Okay, thank you Ruoru for your support. Dad will definitely work hard and make the candy that Ruoru and Ruoru kindergarten children like, and they will definitely make it beautiful."
When Feng Ruoru heard his father's promise, he nodded like a little adult, then ran to his grandfather and said goodbye to his grandfather, walked over and held his mother's hand, waved his hand with his grandfather and father, and went out with his mother.
After both the mother and daughter left, Su Jinrong turned his head and looked at his son-in-law and tried hard to spit out a few words: "Do, what, sugar?"
Feng Yifan looked at his father-in-law's eyes and saw that his father-in-law had a little doubt about him.
Then Feng Yifan smiled and replied: "Make a fruit-flavored marshmallow, children should like it."
Su Jinrong was really surprised when he heard this. He never thought that his son-in-law would not only be able to cook but also make candy after returning from abroad.
Feng Yifan saw that his father-in-law was surprised, so he simply walked over and pushed him up and walked towards the kitchen together. He planned to show his true strength in front of his father-in-law.
Su Jinrong didn't say anything and asked his son-in-law to push him into the kitchen. He really wanted to see how his son-in-law made cotton candy.
After entering the kitchen, Su Jinrong was surprised to find that there were a lot of new kitchen utensils in the kitchen. The old man didn't even recognize many of the things.
After glanced around, Su Jinrong looked at the various ingredients he bought, and finally his eyes fixed on the fish.
After carefully looking at several fish, Su Jinrong said with a skewed mouth: "Yes, wild."
Feng Yifan turned his head and glanced at his father-in-law and said, "Dad, you really have good eyesight. And I got a bargain today. These are only 60 per pound."
Su Jinrong nodded, as if he had agreed with his son-in-law's eyesight.
Next, Su Jinrong watched his son-in-law start to be busy.
The first thing is to reassemble all the kitchen utensils that have been cleaned and steamed and disinfected.
The first thing Feng Yifan did was to squeeze fresh juice.
Various fresh fruits squeezed out colorful juices and were placed in measuring cups by Feng Yifan.
Su Jinrong looked at his son-in-law busy. At this moment, he felt that his son-in-law didn't look like a cook, but rather like a chemistry expert in a laboratory.
It can be said that every raw material that Feng Yifan needs to use has been weighed and proportioned very carefully, which is really very detailed.
After the juice was squeezed and filtered, and after putting it aside, Feng Yifan was busy preparing other things.
From the various auxiliary materials I bought, I found gelatin tablets, took out a few of them and soaked them in cold water, and put them in the refrigerator in the kitchen.
Afterwards, Feng Yifan took apart the corn starch and poured a large bag into a dry wok. He slowly stir-fryed the corn starch slightly until it smelled slightly.
Seeing his son-in-law's familiar technique, Su Jinrong couldn't help but guess in his heart what the son-in-law had learned to do abroad in the past five years?
After all, Su Jinrong is a traditional chef and is actually very unfamiliar with the various things Feng Yifan has brought out now.
The following various processing processes shocked Su Jinrong even more. In Su Jinrong's view, the use of many utensils really turned the kitchen into a scientific laboratory.
What are the professional egg beaters and very professional thermometers to measure the temperature of syrup?
In Su Jinrong's opinion, all of this exudes a more professional attitude, but there is another cooking temperature.
Feng Yifan uses juice to make syrup, so before each boiling, the dosage needs to be determined very accurately.
The amount of juice, how much syrup, and how much sugar are added are very strict.
It can be said that this is really the first time Su Jinrong has cooked dishes for most of his life, and he has seen someone cook in such an accurate way.
After a long time of busyness, Feng Yifan finally prepared all the ingredients. He spread the fried corn starch in a large metal tray and put the paste that was beaten like cream into a piping bag.
Just as he was about to continue the next step, Su Ruoxi pushed the door from outside and came in.
Seeing Su Ruoxi's cheeks flushed and panting, it was obvious that she had been running all the way back.
After gasping for a few big breaths, Su Ruoxi said anxiously: "Huh, it's too early. I didn't buy candy for Ruoruo, what should I do?"
Feng Yifan smiled and picked up a piping bag full of sugar paste: "It's okay, the candy I made for my daughter is about to be prepared."
Chapter completed!