In Su Ji's kitchen, Feng Yifan, who had already processed most of the ingredients, once again uncovered the large iron bucket in the front elbow of the braised elbow. At this time, the aroma in the bucket was even more intense, and the aroma of oil collagen was simply mouth-watering.

Use a large iron spoon to gently pull it, observe the texture and color of the meat in the pot, and make sure there is no problem covering the lid.

Next is the last period of cooking. You still need to cook slowly over low heat and cook the flavor thoroughly into the meat.

Feng Yifan walked to the cooking table, reached out and touched the temperature of the baking tray containing egg tarts. He confirmed that the temperature had dropped, so he walked out of the kitchen with the baking tray.

The door of the restaurant has been opened, and Su Ruoxi has already sorted out the restaurant and is sitting in the cashier to sort out the accounts.

Hearing the sound, Su Ruoxi raised her head and saw her husband holding the baking tray, and stood up a little excitedly.

Seeing his wife standing up, Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Okay, come and try your own craftsmanship. If you are satisfied, we will pack it. After a while, the meat will be released from the pot. I will press the meat on and I can deliver it to my daughter."

Su Ruoxi walked out of the cash register and came to a table next to her father's wheelchair. She stared at her husband and put down the baking tray.

There are egg tarts neatly placed in the baking tray, with golden bases, white and tender double-skin milk inside, and a small red flower embellished them.

Seeing his wife staring at her, but she didn't reach out to pick it up and eat it. Feng Yifan smiled and picked up one, pulled her hand and put it into her palm.

"Come on, try it."

Su Ruoxi felt a little excited and nervous. This was the first time she had cooked food by herself. Although the process was not very complicated and she had not made many mistakes, she was still a little worried.

With her husband's encouraging eyes, Su Ruoxi took a deep breath, reached out and gently pinched one, and slowly put it to her mouth.

Opening his mouth and taking a small bite with the breasts inside, Su Ruoxi's slightly frowning brows gradually stretched out.

The crispy and sweetness of the cookie egg tart crust, paired with the milky aroma of the double-skin milk, the sweetness of the fruit, and the baked aroma, is really delicious.

Su Ruoxi looked at her husband in surprise, unable to believe that this was a snack she made by herself.

Looking at his wife's surprise expression, Feng Yifan smiled and took one: "Isn't it delicious? How about it? Your husband's recipe and guidance are fine, right?"

Su Ruoxi nodded first, then said, "I did this well, and it was successful in one go, which means I can make snacks too."

While his wife said, she raised her chin with a little arrogant attitude.

Feng Yifan looked at this moment, with a light in his eyes and a confident wife, feeling that his wife is really beautiful at this moment.

Then, Feng Yifan pinched a small spoon, held the egg tart and came to his father-in-law, squatted down and scooped out some double-skin milk fillings inside with the small spoon, and said to his father-in-law with a smile: "Try it?"

Su Jinrong was stunned for a moment, then tried hard to open his mouth and asked Feng Yifan to put the small spoon in his mouth.

Because Feng Yifan did not scoop the diced pulp inside, he just scooped a small spoon of double-skin milk, so he just sipped his tongue and the aroma of milk spreads into his mouth, and then it flowed into the esophagus like water.

When Su Ruoxi saw her husband feeding her father, she was a little nervous, and even pinched the egg tart in her hand and placed it beside her mouth to carefully chew the skin.

Not long after this small mouthful, Su Jinrong's face slowly burst out with a smile, looked at his nervous daughter, and tried hard to say, "It's very good, eat."

The three-word evaluation of her father was very simple, but Su Ruoxi was very excited. Tears could hardly stop and burst out in an instant and flowed down her cheeks.

Feng Yifan saw his wife crying, probably still could understand his wife's complicated mood at this moment.

Perhaps for Su Ruoxi, this is the first time that she has received a praise from her father in the field that she has been good at for generations at home.

Feng Yifan slowly stood up, put down the egg tart and spoon in his hand, walked to his wife, reached out to gently wiped the tears from his face, and said softly: "Why are you crying? Dad said it's delicious, which means you're doing a great job."

The husband wiped away the tears, which made Su Ruoxi wake up, and quickly turned around to avoid the husband's hand that continued to reach out.

Su Ruoxi quickly wiped away her tears with her back to her husband, turned her face again, and she had calmed down. She walked around her husband and came to her father, bit her lips and hesitated for a while, and asked, "Dad, can I continue to make snacks in the future?"

Su Jinrong looked up at his daughter. Seeing the determination in her daughter's eyes, a scene that was once similar appeared in front of her.

Many years ago, my sister, who felt that she had successfully obtained a stolen job, challenged the rules passed down by her father and Su Ji with a very confident attitude. At that time, my sister's eyes were also filled with determination, a momentum to break the tradition.

When Su Jinrong looked back now, he couldn't help but think in his heart: When both his father and his sister were able to tolerate each other, would the ending be different?

Thinking of this, Su Jinrong looked over his daughter and looked at his son-in-law standing behind her.

Su Jinrong realized that it was his son-in-law's return this time, and he used his other attitude towards life to subtly change the family. Even some of his concepts of doing things were affected and many changes took place.

Su Jinrong withdrew his gaze, looked at his daughter who was standing in front of him with a firm look, and nodded: "Okay, okay, do it."

With the approval of his father, Su Ruoxi was very satisfied, and a smile appeared on her face: "Well, I will definitely do it well, thank you dad."

Then Su Ruoxi took a photo of her husband and said, "Next time you will teach me some other snacks, which should be beautiful and delicious, but not too difficult."

Feng Yifan looked at his wife's excited expression and smiled and nodded: "Okay, I'll teach you tomorrow."

Then Feng Yifan remembered the meat on the kitchen stove, looked at the clock on the wall of the restaurant, and said to his wife: "Come on the pack for your daughter, don't steal too much, I'll go back and get the meat out."

Su Ruoxi took the small square box packaged from her husband: "How could I steal food? You go and do your business. I'll pack it for you and you'll deliver it to your daughter later."

When his wife heard that she asked him to give it to her, Feng Yifan asked strangely: "Didn't it taste good after trying it? Wouldn't it be good for you to deliver it to your daughter?"

Su Ruoxi said seriously: "We have all agreed to send it to you. Don't tell my daughter that I did it. I want to listen to the real feedback from my daughter and children, so that it will be more fair."

With his wife so stubbornly insisting, Feng Yifan had to nod and agree: "Okay, then wait for me to press the meat on the food."

Su Ruoxi also glanced at the clock on the wall, confirmed the time and said, "Well, it's okay, it's too late."

Feng Yifan walked towards the kitchen. At this moment, the rich meat fragrance began to spread in the kitchen, even with the lid covered.

When the lid of the pot was opened, the aroma of oil and spices boiled in an instant, and the steam gushed out of the iron barrel with water, as if a strong aroma bomb exploded in front of him.

Feng Yifan quickly turned off the heat and took down the iron barrel, and then used tools to remove the meat in the barrel.

Take a large and somewhat deep iron plate, put the soft and soft meat into the iron plate, and carefully spread the meat.

Some areas that are not very flat require a knife to be modified with a knife to fill in thick and thin areas.

After spreading it, pour the braised soup of the boiled meat into it, and finally press it on it with another iron plate.

The entire body is smoothly placed on the iron rack in a corner of the kitchen, and heavy objects should be pressed on the iron plate above to ensure that the meat below is pressed tight enough.

In this way, a large plate of crystal meat is initially completed, and the rest is to have to go through a certain period of time to let the meat cool naturally. After the braised soup condenses into meat frozen, the crystal meat will be considered successful.

Feng Yifan cleaned the kitchen again, filtered some braised soup left at the bottom of the bucket, heated it again, and poured it into a pot of old braised pot.

After finishing the finishing and cleaning, Feng Yifan changed his clothes and walked out of the kitchen to prepare to send his daughter a double milk egg tart.
Chapter completed!