Chapter 163： Specialized hands, right? (Four/five)

Zhuang Daozhong stayed in Su Ji for one afternoon. He talked a lot about the past with Su Jinrong, and the two elderly people were also very happy.

After chatting with him for a while, Feng Yifan led his apprentice back to the kitchen to prepare for the evening business. Although the broth and other time-consuming things are basically prepared from morning to afternoon, some ingredients still need to be pre-processed.

Zhuang Zhebin had a conversation with Grandpa Grandpa, and felt so boring. He couldn't help but ask Su Jinrong: "Grandpa Rong, I, can I go to the back kitchen and see my uncle cooking?"

Su Jinrong looked at Zhuang Daozhong, and the latter thought for a while and said, "Jinrong, this is still yours. We come to Su Ji to obey your rules."

After hesitating, Su Jinrong smiled and said, "Then ask Yifan."

Su Ruoxi obeyed her father's words and went to the back kitchen to ask her husband's meaning.

"Zhuang Zhebin wants to come in and take a look. Dad asked me to come in and ask your opinion. Would you like to let him come in and take a look?"

Feng Yifan smiled and looked back at his wife and said, "Dad asked you to come in and ask me. Doesn't that mean you agree? Zhuang Zhebin wants to see and see, so let him come in and have a look. It's basically the same in the back kitchen anyway. "

When his wife was about to go out, Feng Yifan glanced at the clock on the wall and said, "By the way, you and mom are going to pick up Ruoruo."

Su Ruoxi agreed, "I know, don't worry, I can't forget to pick up your daughter."

Feng Yifan heard his wife's words and said with a smile: "Isn't that your daughter? If I don't have the snack today, I'm afraid I can't wait to go home."

Su Ruoxi curled her lips: "Do you know it again? Maybe your daughter is being attracted by other things now, and she has forgotten your snacks."

Feng Yifan smiled and said to his wife: "Then let's make a bet, I'm still confident that my daughter will be thinking about it."

Su Ruoxi immediately persuaded: "I won't bet with you, you should prepare the materials well, I will pick up my daughter with my mother."

Watching his wife turn and leave, Feng Yifan always had a smile on his face, and turned his head to see that the apprentice who was practicing dicing was also smiling. Suddenly he straightened his face and said, "What are you stupid about there? Hurry up and practice. Look at the slices you cut. The thickness is different."

After being reprimanded by the master, Lin Ruifeng also hurriedly lowered his head to continue practicing, but there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth.

After cutting a few times, Lin Ruifeng couldn't help but smiled and said, "Master, do you know? After you came back, Sister Ruoxi seemed to be a different person. I used to be afraid of Sister Ruoxi."

Feng Yifan was immediately attracted by the apprentice's words, and his work did not stop. He curiously asked, "What has changed?"

Lin Ruifeng went on to say: "Sister Ruoxi was famous and powerful before. In my eyes, she is a strong woman like my old sister. I have never seen her look like a little girl in front of you. ."

Feng Yifan turned around and tapped the apprentice's knife with an iron spoon: "Continue to practice, forget everything you saw, and tell you that only your master and I can remember what happened just now."

Lin Ruifeng was taken aback for a moment, and then immediately responded, "Yes, Master, forget it now."

But after bringing a new potato, Lin Ruifeng couldn't help but laugh again. When he saw the master looking back again, he quickly stopped smiling and continued to practice knife skills earnestly.

Not long after, Zhuang Zhebin walked into the back kitchen and saw that the master and apprentice were busy in the back kitchen, so he was very cautious.

After entering the door, Zhuang Zhebin bowed to Feng Yifan first: "Thank you, uncle for your accomplishment."

Standing in front of the stove, Feng Yifan didn't look back, but directly said, "Go wash your hands first, and help me clean up the grass carp."

Zhuang Zhebin was taken aback when he heard the words, and then said: "Uncle, I just come in and have a look."

Feng Yifan said unceremoniously: "You have come in, isn't it boring to just look at it? Even if it's helping your uncle, I will help your grandfather inspect you by the way."

Zhuang Zhebin was taken aback when he heard it, and almost blurted out "Why do you test me?"

But when it came to his lips, Zhuang Zhebin hurriedly swallowed it back, recalling that Yifu noodles still had crystal meat, he still knew very well that Feng Yifan was indeed qualified to test himself.

In desperation, Zhuang Zhebin had to walk to the fish box.

Picking up the net bag next to him and looking at the fish in the fish box, Zhuang Zhebin asked, "Uncle, which one should I get first?"

Feng Yifan didn't even look at it and said directly: "The biggest one, you kill it and clean it up, and then cut it all into pieces for later use."

After listening to Feng Yifan's instructions, Zhuang Zhebin took a deep breath, and was determined to make a name for his uncle. Especially not let the uncle and apprentice Lin Ruifeng show a joke.

Zhuang Zhebin used a net bag to get the largest one out first. When the fish was still bouncing, he reached for a kitchen knife and slapped it directly on the head with the blade.

Lin Ruifeng watched in surprise, and the fish that was alive and kicking under Zhuang Zhebin's shot suddenly stopped moving.

Seeing Zhuang Zhebin's movements, the apprentice looked a little surprised. Feng Yifan said, "Knock the fish out first, so that it will be easier to slaughter and clean up later."

After listening to the master's explanation, Lin Ruifeng nodded clearly.

Next, I saw Zhuang Zhebin, a boy who was only fifteen years old, slaughtering such a large grass carp very quickly and quickly cleaned it up.

Lin Ruifeng was even more envious of his skillful technique.

As if perceiving Lin Ruifeng's envious gaze, Zhuang Zhebin continued to clean up while turning his head to look at Lin Ruifeng and grinning.

From the smile of the other party, Lin Ruifeng instantly read out "How is it? You still have to practice", the rush of energy made him feel very gritted teeth.

But Zhuang Zhebin didn't linger for long. Suddenly he frowned, his face changed, and he let out a muffled snort, then raised his hand, crying and said, "Uncle, do you have band-aids?"

Seeing Zhuang Zhebin's fingers bleeding, Lin Ruifeng calmly wiped his hands with a rag beside the chopping board, took out a band-aid from his pocket and handed it over.

Zhuang Zhebin was taken aback when he saw this. When he saw the band-aid on Lin Ruifeng's hand, he also instantly understood.

Lin Ruifeng was prepared after hurting his hand several times.

But before Zhuang Zhebin could pick him up, Feng Yifan came over and grabbed Zhuang Zhebin's hand, then came to his stove, lifted the iron pot on the stove, and pressed Zhuang Zhebin's injured finger on the bottom of the hot pot.

Although only lightly scalded the wound, Zhuang Zhebin couldn't help crying and howling.

Feng Yifan ignored him, and took his hand to rinse on the faucet, and then he drew a piece of absorbent paper bag and said: "It's all right, don't yell, see if you dare to show it to others in the future? Put the band-aid on dry water quickly."

Zhuang Zhebin closed his mouth and obediently wiped off the water on his hands. Lin Ruifeng leaned over at this time and helped him put band-aids on his wounds.

As for Feng Yifan, he has personally continued to clean up the fish and cleaned up the remaining parts very quickly.

After Zhuang Zhebin put the band-aids on, he could only stand aside obediently and watch his uncle busy in the back kitchen alone.