Chapter Five Hundred and Ninetieth Three Small Talker Stories Before Dinner

Not long after Feng Jiandong and Lu Cuiling returned home, Su Ruoxi also brought Feng Ruoruo back.

As soon as she got home, little Feng Ruoruo didn't look for her little duckling, but took Tian Tian who was following her, and rushed straight to the kitchen of her grandparents' house.

Rushing into the kitchen, Feng Ruoruo looked around for a long time, as if looking for something in the kitchen?

Seeing his granddaughter's appearance, Su Jinrong smiled and asked, "Ruoruo, what are you looking for?"

Feng Ruoruo immediately asked: "Grandpa, where is that big brother Ning Cheng? Didn't he come to learn how to chop vegetables from Dad? Why didn't you see him? Could it be that Dad didn't call him?"

Feng Yifan said with a smile while cooking, "Brother Ning Cheng has already gone back."

Feng Ruoruo suddenly exclaimed: "Ah, have you all gone back? Has he learned it yet?"

Feng Yifan asked his daughter: "If he hasn't learned it, can he still live in his grandparents' house?"

Feng Ruoruo immediately said: "No way, how can he live here, there is no place for him to live in the grandparents' house."

Feng Yifan nodded and said, "That's right, there is no place for him to live at grandparents' house, so it's almost time for dinner, so Dad let him go home and let him come to school tomorrow."

Feng Ruoruo was stunned: "Oh, so that's the case."

Then the little girl lowered her head and thought for a while, then suddenly raised her head and asked, "Father, why did you teach that brother Ning Cheng so seriously? When you taught Uncle Xiao Lin, you didn't take it so seriously before. Uncle Xiao Lin was trained so well by you." It's so miserable, are you biased?"

After hearing what his granddaughter said, Su Jinrong laughed and said, "Ruo Ruo misunderstood father, you were not at home this afternoon, but your father scolded that brother Ning Cheng a lot."

Feng Ruoruo suddenly seemed to have a lot of balance in Juede's mind, but then she said: "Then Dad, you can't swear. Teacher Fang said that swearing is not good."

Feng Yifan responded to his daughter with a smile: "But he always makes mistakes and can't learn what I teach him, so I have to scold him to let him understand that learning to cook is hard and difficult."

Hearing what Dad said, Feng Ruoruo thought for a while and said, "Well, that's very difficult. Uncle Xiaolin has been studying with Dad for a long time, and Brother Ning Cheng just started to learn, so he must have to learn for a long time. Then Dad, in the future you Can you teach Ruoruo earlier? That way Ruoruo won’t have to study for a long time.”

Feng Yifan listened to his daughter's words,

Said: "From now on, if Ruoruo really wants to learn, Dad will definitely teach Ruoruo more seriously, so that Ruoruo can learn better at that time, okay?"

Feng Ruoruo nodded happily: "Okay, okay."

At this time, Tiantian, the puppy who was following the little girl, also barked twice, as if he was as happy as the little master.

Hearing the sweet cry, Feng Ruoruo immediately began to tell grandpa and father about the afternoon's affairs.

"Father, do you know where sister Wenwen's house is?"

Feng Yifan still responded while cooking: "Well, I know, do you live near the river? It should be on a relatively high table on the hillside by the river."

Feng Ruoruo was suddenly surprised: "Ah, Dad, how did you know?"

Feng Yifan responded with a smile: "Because Dad has been there, are your sister Wenwen's grandparents in good health?"

Feng Ruoruo immediately replied: "Okay, that old grandpa and grandma are older than grandparents, but they are all very nice, they all like Ruoruo's, and they gave Ruoruo a lot of delicious food, and sister Wenwen's home Lots of puppies and houses for all kinds of dogs."

Feng Yifan pretended to exclaim: "Really? A house with lots of dogs?"

Hearing his father's exclamation, Feng Ruoruo immediately became happier, and then gestured to his father and grandpa while talking.

"Grandpa, Dad, in the yard of sister Wenwen's house, there are several houses for small dogs, and the big dog of sister Wenwen's family lives in one house, and some small dogs live in another house, and some Dogs between big dogs and small dogs, living in some houses."

Once the chatterbox is opened, it is really difficult to stop. The little girl said while gesticulating, and the more she talked, the more she spoke.

From time to time, grandpa and father would respond with a few words, which further encouraged the momentum of the chatterbox.

Then the little girl said that the father was cooking and listening to the daughter while chatting. Grandpa also followed along, which made Feng Ruoruo very happy.

During the chat, grandma and mother came in together once, bringing in watermelon and water for the little girl.

In case Feng Ruoruo kept talking, he forgot to drink water, and his mouth became dry as a result.

With the guarantee of grandma and mother delivering water and watermelon, Feng Ruoruo spoke even more heartily.

Especially when grandma delivered watermelon, grandma moved a small stool and sat down, feeding watermelon to her little granddaughter while listening to her talk together.

Feng Ruoruo also enjoyed it very much, telling everyone about it while letting her grandma feed the watermelon.

Su Ruoxi went out for a while and came in again. Seeing her daughter standing there and saying that grandma was feeding her watermelon, she couldn't help but say, "Feng Ruoruo, how can you let grandma feed you there? You hold it yourself, put Eat the watermelon, and then you can talk."

After being told by her mother, Feng Ruoruo stopped temporarily and obediently ate the remaining watermelon. Then she was taken out by grandma and mother to wash her hands and face.

When Feng Ruoruo came back after washing his hands and face, his father had almost finished dinner.

Feng Yifan smiled and took his daughter's hand and said, "Okay, let's go sit outside for a while, let Ruoruo finish the previous story, and then we can have dinner, okay?"

Of course, Feng Ruoruo raised his hands in favor, raising his small hands and waving them, even rolling them up happily.

Sitting under the persimmon tree, the whole family listened to Feng Ruoruo's story, and heard her talk about going to Wenwen's sister.

Without waiting for his daughter to start a new beginning, Feng Yifan said decisively: "Okay, after Ruoruo's story is finished, we are all ready to eat."

This time, because the previous matter was finished, Little Chatterbox did not object, but instead helped mom and dad serve the dishes together.

Today Feng Yifan brought out a Su-made chicken.

The whole chicken was also marinated with Suzao soup, and then Feng Yifan processed each part of the chicken separately.

For example, chicken feet and wings are eaten alone as lo mei, chicken breasts are torn apart as cold chicken shreds, and chicken legs are removed and fried into diced chicken.

A whole chicken may feel like a lot to eat, but it will not make the family feel inappropriate if it is split up and eaten in this way. Every dish will be eaten by the whole family, it is really delicious.

Especially diced chicken, Feng Ruoruo liked it very much, and ate several spoonfuls in one go.

Su Ruoxi looked worried: "Hey, don't eat so much. Although Dad's cooking is delicious, it's not good to eat too much. You can eat slowly."

Feng Ruoruo quickly ate the diced chicken in his mouth, and smiled and opened his mouth wide to show his mother.

"Ah, ah, look, mom, Ruoruo has eaten them all."

Seeing her daughter's appearance, Su Ruoxi was also a little helpless.

At this time, Lu Cuiling asked her son curiously: "The taste of your diced chicken is really unique. It's a bit like the "Kung Pao Chicken" in restaurants. It tastes a little sweet and sour, but the chicken itself It also has a stewed taste, which is really special.”

Feng Yifan responded to his mother with a smile: "The recipe for chicken is indeed the recipe for Kung Pao chicken.

It's just that my whole chicken has been marinated in Suzao soup, so the chicken will have some base flavor when I taste it. When I season it, I also season it on the basis of the base flavor. "

After listening to her son's introduction, Lu Cuiling was very interested in the Su-made soup that her son and her father-in-law had studied for several days.

"Son, has your Su Zaotang really succeeded in research?"

Feng Yifan shook his head: "In fact, not yet, I can only say that the current taste is quite satisfactory, but it may need to be fine-tuned, and the current pot of Su-made soup may only be used for this season. , and will have to be replaced later.”

Lu Cuiling was a little surprised when she heard that: "Hey, do you have to be so particular about stewed dishes?"

Feng Yifan nodded: "Yes, Su must pay attention to making soup, because it may become our Su Ji's signature in the future, so we must not be sloppy."

Feng Jiandong said with a smile: "Okay, let's eat quickly. Look at our little Ruoruo, who has already eaten a lot of diced chicken. I found that Ruoruo really likes chicken?"

Feng Ruoruo immediately said: "Grandpa, Ruoruo likes to eat all the dishes that Dad cooks."

Su Ruoxi tapped her daughter's nose lightly: "You are just a snack foodie, fortunately your father is a cook, otherwise you wouldn't be able to satisfy you."

Feng Ruoruo listened to her mother's words and said with a smile, "It's like Xixi's father, without my father knowing how to do it."

Su Ruoxi also laughed: "That's right, my father can't, your father is the best."

Such a dinner was still full of joy.

Even if there are no other guests at home, Feng Yifan will still carefully prepare every dish, making the family very satisfied and satisfied.

After dinner, they still took Feng Ruoruo for a walk on the embankment by the river as usual.

...

Ning Cheng returned home, and after dinner, he continued to practice knife skills at home. Drawing lessons from the afternoon's practice, he cut more finely this time.

Although Ning Guang has been managed a little obediently these days, seeing his brother busy in the kitchen at night, he was naturally curious and came to the kitchen to watch.

Then Ning Guang saw that his brother was competing with a carrot.

Wash the carrots first, then place them on a cutting board to slice the carrots.

During this process, Ning Guang saw that the slices cut out by his brother were obviously uneven in thickness, but his brother would also repair each slice in order to make each slice of carrots the same thickness.

After that, my brother changed the cut slices again and cut them into long strips.

The thickness of each piece is also required to be basically the same.

If it is not consistent, my brother will make it consistent enough.

Finally, cut the carrots into small cubes.

During the whole process, a carrot has been sliced, stripped, and diced by my brother, and the final diced may only be a little bit.

And that little bit of diced carrots, it seems that my brother is not satisfied, and will carefully compare the size.

Ning Guang was silent on the sidelines, watching his brother after a lot of hard work, and finally still dissatisfied with the diced carrots, Ning Guang was also a little surprised.

When his brother was going to practice washing carrots again, Ning Guang couldn't help but ask: "Brother, what are you doing? What are you fighting with carrots this night? If you want to eat carrots, you can wash them." Just eat it directly, why bother cutting it over and over again?"

Ning Cheng heard his younger brother's voice, turned around and saw him standing at the door of the kitchen.

"What do you know? I'm practicing knife skills."

Ning Guang became even more curious after hearing this: "Are you a swordsman? Brother, can you practice like this? Look at those videos, people cut shreds so quickly, how can you do it little by little like you?" What's more, you didn't cut it neatly, and you even went to mend it, and other chefs didn't mend it."

After hearing what his younger brother said, Ning Cheng immediately said with a serious face: "You know what, those are all chefs who have practiced for many years. At this stage, I just want to practice like this."

Ning Guang thought for a while and asked, "Brother, are you taught by Feng Yifan? Do you really believe that he will accept you as a disciple?"

Ning Cheng immediately scolded: "Shut up, why are you so indifferent? Don't you know that you want to be called Uncle?"

Ning Guang curled his lips, disapproving: "What uncle, he is not very old."

Ning Cheng was a little annoyed, glared at his younger brother and said, "If you don't call him uncle, then don't call me brother in the future, and I won't treat you as my younger brother."

Ning Guang was a little surprised: "Brother? You, are you crazy?"

Ning Cheng said seriously: "I will do what I say, if you don't get rid of your bad habits, you will no longer be my younger brother."

Faced with his brother's righteous words, Ning Guang could only compromise in the end: "Alright, I'll call him Uncle Yifan.

But brother, do you really think that Uncle Yifan is willing to teach you? Just to teach you how to cut carrots here? Does this count as sincerely wanting to teach you? Neither taught you anything. "

Before Ning Cheng could speak, their grandfather's voice sounded behind him: "These things are the basics. It's like if you don't even know the words, can you make sentences and write articles? It's the same for learning to cook. If you don’t even know how to cut vegetables, how can you cook for others?”

The two brothers looked at Grandpa together, and Ning Cheng said seriously: "Grandpa, you are right. Uncle Yifan asked me to practice hard like this. I will definitely practice hard. Uncle Yifan also asked me to continue practicing at his place tomorrow afternoon."

Ning Fengcai nodded: "Well, it seems that Uncle Yifan really wants to teach you, you must perform well."

Ning Cheng nodded immediately: "Okay Grandpa, Uncle Yifan will make me a dish at noon tomorrow, let me pick it up at noon."

Then Ning Cheng practiced knife skills this afternoon and cut a lot of carrots. Feng Yifan told his grandfather and younger brother that he would use those carrots to cook for him.

At this time, the grandmother of the two brothers just passed by, and she also poked her head into the kitchen and said, "Chengcheng, since Uncle Yifan said that you want to use the carrots you cut to cook for you, then you can go there tomorrow morning."

Ning Cheng asked strangely: "But Grandma, Uncle Yifan asked me to go there at noon."

Grandma went on to say: "Why don't you understand? They are actually giving you a chance. You have to go there in the morning and learn how they cook with the carrots you cut. This is also your opportunity to learn. You must Grasp it carefully, learning how to cook can't just follow the instructions of the master."

Grandpa also nodded: "Yes, your grandma is right, you will go there at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."

Ning Cheng thought about it, and felt that what grandma said made sense, so he nodded and agreed: "Okay, then I'll go in the morning."

Ning Guang stood aside, looked at his grandparents and brother, and curled his lips secretly. He was obviously still not optimistic about his brother learning how to cook with Feng Yifan.