Everyone had been chatting for a long time without realizing it, and they were a little dry at this time. Su Jinrong asked Feng Yifan and Su Ruoxi to go together to prepare some tea and snacks.

"Yifan, add some snacks and tea."

Feng Yifan and Su Ruoxi also agreed and walked towards the kitchen together.

While the couple was busy, Lin Ruifeng also sat down at Lu Cuiling's greeting. After a while of familiarity, he got together with Zhuang Zhebin and started chatting.

The three old men are still chatting together, recalling some past things, and talking about some changes and experiences in the city.

Zhuang Zhebin talked with Lin Ruifeng, and then began to talk about Lin Ruifeng's words, wanting to ask Feng Yifan about some cooking experience in the kitchen.

Lin Ruifeng is a relatively real person. When he heard Zhuang Zhebin ask curiously, he told everything he knew.

"When Master first came back, he was busy in the kitchen alone, busy from morning to night, but Master would prepare every ingredient and ingredients in advance, so Master could handle it alone."

When Zhuang Zhebin heard this, he was not very interested. What he was more emotional was Feng Yifan's specific cooking skills.

"My uncle, his knife skills must be very good at fireworks?"

Lin Ruifeng did not realize that Zhuang Zhebin was deliberately making a trap and asked him to tell the situation in the kitchen. After hearing this, he felt that Zhuang Zhebin looked down on his master, so he immediately said seriously: "Of course it's very powerful, and his master's sword skills are excellent."

Zhuang Zhebin continued, "Oh? Where is the best? Then can you tell me in detail?"

Lin Ruifeng first asked back: "Have you ever seen chicken wings and rice dumplings?"

Zhuang Zhebin nodded and said, "What's so strange about chicken wing rice? Of course, I can make it even if I have seen it."

Lin Ruifeng continued to ask: "So, when you make chicken wings and rice, can you pick out the bones on the tip of the wings without hurting the flesh on the tip of the wings?"

Zhuang Zhebin was stunned when he heard this, and then asked: "You mean, remove the bones on the tip of the chicken wings, and you can't hurt the flesh on the tip of the wings?"

Seeing Zhuang Zhebin stunned for a moment, Lin Ruifeng nodded proudly: "Yes."

He was stunned again, Zhuang Zhebin hesitated for a while before shook his head and said, "I can't do this."

Lin Ruifeng became even more proud and raised his chin and said, "My master can do it, and I saw it with my own eyes. The master removed the bones in the wings and the tips of the wings, and did not hurt the chicken wings, and then made chicken wings for Ruruo to eat."

Zhuang Zhebin was really a little confused. He was also learning cooking with his grandfather and father, and he had seen his great-grandfather cook with his own eyes. He was also learning and practicing when picking bones.

But Zhuang Zhebin really couldn't do it if he wanted to remove the neutral bones of the chicken wings and ensure the integrity of the epidermis. He didn't even know if his great-grandfather could do it?

Before Zhuang Zhebin could ask, Zhuang Daozhong, who was sitting aside, replied: "It will take some effort for me to do this now."

Then, without waiting for Zhuang Zhebin to come back to his senses, Zhuang Daozhong continued: "In fact, this is also a basic skill. Many times, our domestic dishes are about fineness, so-called "eat without getting tired of fine meat and fine meat."

Zhuang Zhebin felt that this trip was really right to ask for leave from the school and come with his great-grandfather.

At this moment, Feng Yifan and his wife walked out with refreshments.

When the refreshments were placed in front of everyone, Zhuang Zhebin first looked at the dim sum and said, "Hey, it turned out to be pea yellow? I didn't expect that you would make such traditional dim sum?"

But Zhuang Daozhong looked carefully and suddenly smiled and said, "This is not pea yellow, it should be pea cake, right?"

Feng Yifan nodded: "Yes, it's pea cake. I have incorporated some Western-style dim sum elements. Please give it a taste."

Lin Ruifeng looked very curious, and because he had never seen it before, he whispered to Zhuang Zhebin: "What are these pea yellow and pea cakes?"

When Zhuang Zhebin saw Lin Ruifeng ask him, he felt very proud and finally had the opportunity to show off. So he cleared his throat first, and then gave a serious introduction.

"Pea yellow is a traditional snack at the imperial center. Later, after being improved by the imperial kitchen at that time, it became more delicate and soft, which was really delicious."

Zhuang Zhebin said, but he couldn't help but start to miss him.

He also introduced the production process to Lin Ruifeng. The whole process, from boiling peas to mashing the peas with sugar and mashing them into a sticky paste, was nothing different from what Lin Ruifeng did when he saw his master.

However, one of the steps is different, that is, what Zhuang Zhebin said is that it is necessary to filter out impurities and large particles.

Lin Ruifeng couldn't help but wonder: "But when I saw that my master did this, he didn't go to sift it?"

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Because what I made is not pea yellow, but pea cake that needs to be kept granules and chewy. Don't talk about it anymore, come and try it."

After eating a piece of it, Zhuang Daozhong was surprised: "Oh? Your pea cake is very special, is it added with juice and fruit?"

Feng Yifan nodded and said, "It's true that I can't hide it from my uncle. That's right, I made some improvements and added juice and fruit grains to it. This will make it more sweet and sour, and it can also reduce the amount of sugar."

Zhuang Daozhong nodded and said, "Well, your method is very good. It is not only delicious, but also healthy."

Speaking of this, Zhuang Daozhong couldn't help but smile and asked, "You should be for your daughter to eat, right? Hahaha, you Su Ji love your daughters all. Don't let your daughter learn cooking like my senior brother Su?"

Hearing this joke, Feng Yifan laughed: "No, if my daughter really wants to learn in the future, I will naturally teach her."

Zhuang Daozhong nodded: "Well, the times are different, and it really needs some changes."

When Zhuang Daozhong was speaking, Zhuang Zhebin quickly picked up the second piece and ate it.

Lin Ruifeng couldn't help but say, "You've eaten too much, right? Don't eat everything your master has done, so Ruruo won't eat when he comes back. You have to restrain yourself."

Zhuang Zhebin heard three and two mouthfuls, swallowed the pea cake in his mouth and said, "There's no way, this tastes so good."

Zhuang Daozhong also picked up the second piece and said, "It really tastes very good, with a rustling grain chewing feel, and the sweetness of the fruit, which is traditional and fresh, and it is delicious."

Su Ruoxi smiled and said, "It's okay, you eat yours. He has left it for his daughter, and the ones given to her are different from what we eat."

Zhuang Zhebin couldn't help but ask curiously: "Is it different?"

Su Ruoxi glanced at her husband and said, "He is so fond of his daughter, so he must make it better for his daughter, and it cannot be the same as us."

Seeing his wife shattering the situation, Feng Yifan could only say: "You can't say that, didn't you eat the same food as your daughter?"

Zhuang Zhebin shouted: "Uncle, I should be considered a guest, right? And I am a junior. Can you share the snacks you made for your daughter with me and try them?"

Feng Yifan refused extremely decisively: "No."

Zhuang Zhebin was stunned at first when he was so decisively rejected, and then asked: "Uncle, we are considered relatives, are you too direct, right?"

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "My daughter's things must not be given to others without her daughter's consent."

Although Zhuang Zhebin was unwilling to give up, no matter how he begged, he never got his consent. In the end, he could only stare at the pea cake on the table, grab a piece and eat it in big mouthfuls to satisfy his cravings.
Chapter completed!