Tonight, Zhang Maosheng was very happy because he met his eldest grandson.

Moreover, as a senior gourmet for decades, Zhang Maosheng does not know how to cook it himself, but his research on food is definitely above Zhang Fenglin, especially every dish in Su Ji is very familiar with.

When Sansi came up, Zhang Maosheng immediately began to introduce his eldest grandson.

"Pingping, this dish is called Kusanshi. To be precise, it should be considered a dish in this dish. Do you know this dish? After your father left Su Ji, he went to learn this dish specifically, namely Shanghai cuisine."

Before this dish was served, Zhang Xueping had actually seen his grandfather’s power.

The older boy also discovered that his grandfather really knew a lot, even more than his father.

So now that the dishes ordered by my grandfather are served, Zhang Xueping listened very seriously.

When he heard grandpa say that his father had been learning this dish before, Zhang Xueping turned his head to look at his father: "Dad, do you also make this dish? But I haven't seen you cook it before?"

Zhang Fenglin smiled and waved his hand: "I learned this dish when I was a disciple, but later my father returned to Huaicheng and focused most of his thoughts on my local dish, so this dish is rarely made."

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Zhang Xueping asked again: "Dad, can you do it now?"

After being questioned by his son like this, Zhang Fenglin could only nod and said, "It can still be done."

Knowing that his father could do it, the older boy smiled with satisfaction.

Then Zhang Xueping and grandpa picked up the three-wire piece from the plate, and the big boy was instantly shocked.

"Oh my God, grandpa, this is too thin, right?"

Zhang Maosheng nodded and said, "This is the essence of this dish. What you need is to cut the ingredients into thin enough shreds so that when you use chicken soup to stew them, the flavor of chicken soup can be penetrated into it, so that every thin silk can be stewed with the chicken soup flavor."

Zhang Maosheng added: "Oh, the original method of stewing chicken soup is unique to Su Ji."

Then, Zhang Maosheng introduced to his eldest grandson how to make this dish.

"Use a small button bowl, the hole should not be too big, but it must be deep.

Then cut each ingredient to approximately flush with the depth of the buckle bowl, then start to slice into thin slices and then cut into shreds.

Put a piece of mushrooms on the bottom, then spread the cut shreds in, fill the entire small bowl bit by bit, and then inject the chicken soup. Su Ji's method is to put it in a small cup, seal the lid and stew it.

This will make the delicious taste of chicken soup more penetrate.

After the stew is done, take it out of the small cup, use this plate to buckle it on top, and then turn the buckle bowl over, and remove the buckle bowl, which is what you see now."

Zhang Xueping listened to his grandfather's narration, as if he was watching someone do it, which really surprised him.

"Grandpa, this dish is really amazing. Just chopping this shredded must be very powerful in knife skills."

While savoring it carefully, Zhang Maosheng said: "Well, that's right, the key difficulty of this dish is actually in the knife skills, which is an extremely fine dish."

The three-spark slime food was almost the same, and Lin Ruifeng made it into a pomegranate bag.

Zhang Maosheng pointed to the pomegranate bag and said to his eldest grandson: "This dish is also a feature of Su Ji. It can be used as a rice or as a dish. Try it."

Zhang Xueping first looked carefully, then said, "Grandpa, isn't this just an unsealed bun?"

Zhang Fenglin smiled and said, "What kind of unsealed buns? This is not a bun. Although it is made into a bun, the skin is not the dough of the buns."

Zhang Xueping was a little surprised: "Isn't it a facial?"

Zhang Maosheng smiled and said, "Try it."

Zhang Xueping picked up one with chopsticks, first put it on his plate and observed it carefully, then took a bite from the place where the filling was wrapped.

After biting it, he ate it with the filling inside, and what surprised Zhang Xueping was that there was soup.

Zhang Xueping quickly sucked the soup and started chewing it in his mouth with the bite.

When he started chewing, Zhang Xueping finally realized that this was indeed not a bun.

Zhang Xueping looked at his grandfather and father in surprise, and didn't know how to describe this pomegranate bag for a while.

After the eldest grandson finished his bite, Zhang Maosheng asked, "How is it? How does it taste?"

Zhang Xueping recalled it and said, "Grandpa, this is indeed not a bun. The skin tastes a little elastic, and the filling is even more soup. I never knew it. It turns out that carrots are so delicious."

It turns out that Zhang Xueping doesn’t like eating carrots. Zhang Fenglin usually cooks vegetables at home. Every time he cooks carrots, he has to order him to eat some.

But now, there are small carrot diced rice in the pomegranate bag, but Zhang Xueping tastes delicious.

After saying this, Zhang Xueping quickly ate the remaining pomegranate bags.

Even the onion knots tied to the mouth of the bun were eaten together.

After eating, Zhang Xueping thought it was really great. The first time he had eaten something like a bun, but it was not a bun, which made him feel that his grandfather was better than his father and that his grandfather was good at ordering dishes.

Zhang Maosheng smiled and watched his eldest grandson eat voraciously, and he was also very happy.

After the eldest grandson finished eating, Zhang Maosheng said: "Suji's pomegranate bag is different from the outside. Although they are made of egg whites, Suji is very unique on the filling. Not only does it add soup, but it is also very unique in seasoning, which will give people the feeling of eating fresh soup buns."

After explaining it, Zhang Maosheng asked his son, daughter-in-law and son's apprentice to try it.

Although the three of them ate a lot, they also wanted to taste it when they saw Zhang Xueping eating with relish.

So Zhang Fenglin took the lead, Xue Huan and Liu Quan also picked up one and ate it.

As soon as Zhang Fenglin ate it, he immediately understood that the uniqueness of Suji pomegranate bags was the instantaneous taste of the soup inside. When it was bitten and flowed out, it was a refreshing and fresh sweetness in the mouth.

Then, pair it with the skin of egg white and various ingredients in the filling. When chewing it in your mouth, you will really feel that the more you chew it, the more fragrant it becomes.

Compared with the pomegranate bags Zhang Fenglin made in Fujinglou before, it is completely different from Su Ji's.

Xue Huan was also surprised when she ate today. She had followed Zhang Fenglin before and tasted delicious food from all over the country.

Pomegranate bread is a common dish in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Although the recipes of each restaurant are slightly different, they are basically the same.

They are all made of egg white as the skin, and the filling is stir-fried mushrooms, bamboo shoots, meat, onion, carrots, and some ham grains are added.

In short, after stir-frying the fillings, pick them up with the crust made of egg white, and then ligate them with scallions.

It looks very similar to a pomegranate in shape, so it is called a "pomegranate bag".

Most of them are wrapped and steamed, and then served directly. Some are drizzled with thin sauce, which will make the pomegranate bag look brighter.

No matter which method it is, the taste it makes is not much different after eating it by Xue Huan.

But today, I tasted Su Ji’s pomegranate bag, which really made Xue Hua taste different.

Because Su Ji's pomegranate bag has the soup inside the pomegranate bag, after biting it like this, the light and delicious soup will make people feel very happy when entering the mouth and open the mouth and tongue to stimulate the taste.

Because there is soup inside, Su Ji’s pomegranate bags taste not as dry as ordinary pomegranate bags after steaming them.

After eating a pomegranate bag, Xue Hua couldn't help but say, "Dad can order food."

Zhang Xueping immediately agreed with his mother's words: "Yes, grandpa's ordering food is higher than that of his father."

Zhang Fenglin asked with a smile: "What? Do you think the dishes I ordered are not delicious?"

Zhang Xueping waved his hand: "It's not that it's not delicious, it's the dish you ordered, my dad, and you lack a little temperament. Look at the one ordered by grandpa, it looks like white pomegranates, and then there is a world inside. This is what makes you have temperament. Of course, dad, you ordered another temperament."

After hearing what his son said, Zhang Fenglin also laughed: "This is really true. I ordered some rough dishes, and your grandfather ordered more elegant dishes."

While chatting in this family, Feng Yifan brought the last chicken porridge.

It just so happened that I was not very busy to meet Zhang Maosheng and his family.

Standing at the table and putting down the chicken porridge, Feng Yifan smiled and said to Zhang Maosheng: "Uncle Zhang, it seems that you and your senior brother have made up? That's right. What's wrong with you father and son? You should have let go of it for so many years. Let your senior brother be filial to you in the future."

When Zhang Fenglin saw Feng Yifan coming out, he stood up and reached out to hold Feng Yifan's hand.

"Yifan, thank you really. Without your previous enlightenment, I may not have the courage to come over and tell my father about it and say sorry to him. Brother is really grateful to you."

Feng Yifan held Zhang Fenglin's hand and said, "Senior Brother, you are polite. We are considered brothers and family. I will help you reconcile your relationship with Uncle Zhang. That's what I should do. I am really happy that you father and son can sit together for dinner like this."

Zhang Maosheng also spoke: "Yifan, I thank you too. Today I let your Uncle Zhang untied this knot in his heart."

Feng Yifan looked at Zhang Maosheng and smiled and said, "Uncle Zhang, don't be polite. If you untied your heart, you will be happy. When you feel better, you will become more energetic."

When Feng Yifan came out, Zhang Xueping stood up from his position, stood aside and looked at Feng Yifan seriously, his eyes filled with a passionate worship.

But he was abnormal and did not dare to speak actively at this time.

When Zhang Xueping looked at Feng Yifan for a long time and didn't know how to speak.

Suddenly a voice rang beside him: "Big brother, big brother, why are you looking at my dad? Do you have anything to say to my dad? You have to be bold and tell my dad, my dad is so good, he won't be mad at you."

Hearing the sound beside him, Zhang Xueping looked down and saw Feng Ruoruo standing beside him.

Feng Ruoruo's big watery eyes flashed and looked at each other with his elder brother.

Seeing the eldest brother standing there, the little girl continued, "Brother, tell me, just tell my father, don't be afraid."

After being told by the little girl, Zhang Xueping came to his senses and felt even more embarrassed.

But Feng Ruoruo became bolder, reached out and pulled Zhang Xueping's hand, and asked his good friend to help push him from behind, and forced the eldest brother to his father.

Zhang Xueping was confused and was pushed to Feng Yifan by three little girls.

Feng Ruoru pulled his elder brother to his father, let go of his hand and threw himself into his father's arms, raised his head and said, "Dad, this elder brother has been watching you. He is embarrassed to talk to you, as if he is afraid of you. Don't be harsh on him, talk to his elder brother well."

Yang Xiaoxi then rushed to Feng Yifan and said, "Dad Feng, you talk to your brother."

Chen Yaofei followed and said, "Dad Feng, I'm sorry, brother, you have to give him some encouragement."
To be continued...