Chinese chef

Mu Feng has mastered the master-level straight cut method and pull cut method, and is planning to find something to try.

Just at this time, Grandpa Su came in from outside with a bag of vegetables in a net, and Mu Feng hurried up to help.

"The traffic jam is too severe today." Grandpa Su and Mu Feng moved the vegetables to the corner of the back kitchen while talking.

"Grandpa, why did you come back so late today? Logically speaking, there should be no traffic jam when you go shopping?" Mu Feng asked suspiciously.

Grandpa Su would go to the vegetable and meat wholesale market on the outskirts of the city early in the morning to purchase ingredients, and he would return to Su Ji before nine o'clock on weekdays at the latest.

"My, after I bought the vegetables, I just saw someone playing chess. Didn't I just look at it for a while, I forgot the time, and when I came back, I just ran into a traffic jam..." Grandpa Su deliberately lowered his voice , looking a little sneaky, "Don't let your grandma Su know, or she'll have to accuse me again, hush..."

Mu Feng showed a comprehending expression, smiled and nodded to Grandpa Su.

At this time, Grandma Su's voice came from the front.

"I forgot to ask you just now, why did you come back so late today?" Grandma Su said as she walked into the back kitchen.

"Oh, that... the traffic jam, the traffic jam has been stuck until now, oops, you don't know, the traffic jam is endless, from the suburbs to the city center, I can't move for half an hour Two meters, I thought to myself, good guy, if this blockage continues, when will I be able to go home, and my wife is still waiting for me at home, how can this happen?" Grandpa Su said with a serious face, "Later, I I thought, no, I can’t continue to be blocked like this, so I turned on my horses and rushed left and right, no, after great efforts, I finally returned home safely.”

"You said just now that you can't walk two meters in half an hour, and it's just your car with a broken three-wheeler, and it's still rushing from left to right?" Grandma Su said in a spirited way.

"Haven't you heard a saying? As long as there is love in the heart, there will be no obstacles in the world!" Grandpa Su said solemnly.

What the hell!

This doggerel is made, Grandpa Su can do it!

Mu Feng was caught off guard by a mouthful of dog food, and touched the bridge of his nose unnaturally, with an 'old mother' smile on his face.

After listening to Grandpa Su's words, Grandma Su snorted softly, probably because Mu Feng was present, she was embarrassed to have a fit, and cursed a little speechlessly: "Get out, get ready to cook!"

After finishing speaking, he turned and left the back kitchen.

"Okay!" Grandpa Su replied with a smile, turned his head to look at Mu Feng, and said with some embarrassment, "I laughed, I laughed."

Mu Feng still had an 'old mother's' smile and shook his head gently.

......

The two took out all the ingredients for noon and washed them.

In the set meal arranged by Mu Feng, there is one dish that can embody knife skills, and that is the [fried black fungus with three shreds].

[Black Fungus Fried Three Shreds] This dish needs to use black fungus, wild rice stem, garlic, carrot, green pepper, and red pepper.

And all these ingredients need to be shredded. It can be said that this dish is the one in the current set meal that requires the most knife skills.

In the past, Mu Feng's knife skills were probably at the level of an intermediate chef, far from a master level by more than a thousand miles.

Therefore, most of the ingredients needed for this dish are chopped by Grandpa Su first, and then handed over to him for frying.

Although Grandpa Su is not outstanding in cooking, he has already reached the level of a senior chef in terms of knife skills.

Mu Feng asked the system. Although Grandpa Su's knife skill is far from that of a super chef, it has already surpassed most senior chefs.

In time, Grandpa Su's knife skills will surely reach the level of a super chef.

If it wasn't for the help of Grandpa Su's knife skills, Mu Feng would not have chosen to add this [fried black fungus with three silks] to the set meal.

In fact, this dish does not mean that the ingredients used must be finely chopped.According to Mu Feng's intermediate level, he is able to cut out ingredients that meet the standards required for this dish.

The problem is that with Mu Feng's original level, it takes too much time to cut out the ingredients needed for this dish. Without certain experience, speeding up blindly will only increase the risk.

He didn't want to cut and cut off his own fingers.

But now that he has a master straight cut, cutting vegetables is no longer difficult.

After Grandpa Su washed the vegetables, he put them on the countertop, took the cutting board, picked up the kitchen knife, and was about to cut the vegetables.

"Grandpa, let me come!" Mu Feng said with a smile.

"Are you coming?" Grandpa Su was a little dazed, startled for a moment, "No need, if you cut it, it will take a lot of time, it's almost noon."

After a pause, he probably guessed what Mu Feng was thinking, and said with a smile: "In the afternoon, you can practice sword skills again. This knife skill does need more time to practice, but let's prepare lunch now! "

It's not that he looks down on Mu Feng, after all Mu Feng's strength lies there, the taste of the fried dishes, tsk tsk, chefs in five-star hotels may not be able to cook such dishes.

However, he also knew that Mu Feng had shortcomings!He has seen Mu Feng's sword skills with his own eyes!He had to admit that there was a huge difference between Mu Feng's knife skills and cooking skills, as if they were separated from each other.

"Don't worry, I will practice often when I go home. It's fine, trust me." Mu Feng said with a smile, seeing that Grandpa Su hesitated, he added, "If I cut slowly, you can help me later. Well!"

"That's fine!" Grandpa Su said with a smile, put down the kitchen knife in his hand, and made way for him.

At the same time, he thought in his heart that he should buy more cutting boards, so that Mu Feng could also practice more knife skills.

Mu Feng's sword skill is a short board, and it really needs to be practiced frequently, otherwise it will be difficult to improve.

According to Mu Feng's talent, his sword skills may reach my level in less than ten years.

Hey, what a hero out of a boy!Come to think of it, I have practiced this knife skill for decades before I can reach this level. Fortunately, I still have a skill that I can master...

What the hell!

This knife method!

Holy shit!Holy shit!

Grandpa Su looked at the speed at which Mu Feng was chopping vegetables, and he was stupefied. In just a short while, Mu Feng had already chopped three bamboo shoots...

"You..." Grandpa Su took the shredded bamboo shoots that Mufeng had cut in disbelief, looked at them, and found that the size of each shredded wild rice stem was very uniform.

He can cut out such uniform shredded water bamboo.

However, this speed...

"Mu Feng, how long have you been practicing at home?" As soon as Grandpa Su said that, he felt bored.

It's only been a few days? !Even if Mu Feng doesn't sleep 24 hours a day and uses it all to practice sword skills, it's impossible to practice like this!

Well, this super chef is not so fast, is he? !

"I," Mu Feng thought for a while, because he had been so smooth since he was a child, he wasn't used to deceiving people, and even though he hadn't known Grandpa Su for a long time, it was rare for him to have a very close feeling.

He didn't want to lie to Grandpa Su, and he didn't know what to say. After holding back for a long time, he choked out a word that he didn't think of: "...a sudden enlightenment..."

Dun, what? !

Damn you big head ghost!

The corner of Grandpa Su's mouth twitched unnaturally.