In order to teach Ding Manrou to cook, Ding Peng went to the supermarket to buy ingredients when he came back.

These ingredients are also the most common, because Ding Peng has his own plans.

Although he wants to teach Ding Manrou to cook, it cannot be taught too difficult. He will not teach carvings or other things. This kind of delicacy is mainly to be pleasing to the eye, and the audience will only enjoy the eye when they see it.

What he wants to teach is some ordinary home-cooked dishes so that everyone can learn after watching it. What is this called down-to-earth?

Many people watch food programs to watch delicious food, but after watching it, some people can't help but make it. After all, the food they make is only fulfilling when they eat.

If Ding Manrou teaches Ding Manrou to make some complicated dishes, others can only sigh after watching it, but when they make it themselves, they have no idea how powerful Ding Manrou is. This will make you a little alienated from the masses. This will easily dispel others' enthusiasm for watching videos, because it is useless to watch and you won't learn it.

Of course, exquisite dishes are not impossible to teach. It is also good to occasionally intersperse one or two pleasing delicacies in the ordinary. This will give the audience a refreshing feeling and may receive miraculous effects.

"Dad, what are you going to teach first?" Ding Manrou asked with a smile.

Ding Peng thought for a while and said, "Start with simple things, cold cucumbers."

"ah?!"

Ding Manrou didn't expect that the first dish her father taught her was cold cucumber. Do you still need to teach this? Anyone can do it.

Even the three sisters Ding Cailin and Ding Dingdang were stunned.

"Dad, are you serious?" Ding Cailin asked.

Ding Peng smiled and said, "Of course I'm serious, why? It's so simple?"

"Isn't this simple? Don't talk about my sister, I can do it."

"You can do it? You make a plate and I'll see."

Ding Peng was not angry, but smiled and brought his daughters to the kitchen, pointed to the cucumbers in the bag on the ground, and said, "The ingredients are here, let me see how you made it."

Ding Cailin didn't believe in evil anymore, so he walked over and took a cucumber from the bag, put it on the chopping board and started cutting it.

As a result, before she could get the knife, Ding Peng called for a stop.

"What's wrong?" Ding Cailin turned around with a confused look on his face.

Ding Peng did not answer her, but turned around and asked Ding Man and Ding Ding Ding Ding Dang, saying, "I'll ask you, do you dare to eat the cold cucumbers made by your second sister?"

Ding Manrou and others all smiled and shook their heads.

Ding Cailin will stop working.

"What do you mean by saying you guys? I still dislike cooking for you, right?"

Ding Ding laughed and said, "Second Sister, you haven't even washed your cucumbers, who can eat them after making them?"

Ding Cailin: "..."

So she took the cucumber under the faucet and rinsed it, put it on the chopping board and wanted to cut it off, but Ding Peng called again to stop.

"Dad, what do you think you are? You still want me to cook well?" Ding Cailin said crazy.

I can still cook happily when I shout for a while?

Ding Peng smiled and said, "Is this how cold cucumbers are made? You're wrong when you start."

"Why was it wrong?"

Not to mention that Ding Cailin is confused, even the three Ding Manrou sisters are confused. Ding Cailin didn’t even cut the knife, why was he wrong?

Ding Peng said: "Cold cucumber is also called cucumber shooting. It is not just cutting cucumbers. First of all, you have to use a knife to crack the cucumber. This not only can you properly shoot the juice in the cucumber, but also let the seasoning come into contact with the cucumber when adding seasonings, and the taste will be better. In other words, it is soulless if you don't take a few shots of the cold cucumbers."

Ding Cailin stood there thinking for a long time and said, "But it's OK to cut it."

"I didn't say that, but the taste of the final one will vary greatly. Let's do it. You can make a plate of cold cucumbers by cutting, and let your sister make a plate by shooting, and eat it later to see who tastes better. How about it?" Ding Peng said with a smile.

Ding Cailin snorted and said, "Just compare."

So Ding Cailin began to cut the cucumbers into pieces, then cut them into pieces.

Ding Manrou also started to take action under Ding Peng's guidance.

Wash the cucumbers, crack them with a knife, then cut them into pieces with an oblique knife and put them in a basin. Ding Manrou was about to put seasonings inside, so Ding Peng stopped him.

"Dad, isn't that enough?" Ding Manrou asked in confusion.

Ding Peng smiled and said, "Don't the cold cucumber you made like this feel too monotonous? A delicacy not only tastes good, but also looks very important. As the saying goes, color, fragrance, smell, shape and shape are indispensable."

Ding Manrou thought for a while and nodded, "But how good is this cold cucumber?"

Ding Peng didn't say anything, but reached out and took out two green red peppers and said, "Cut it into pieces."

Ding Manrou took the green and red pepper, washed it, cut it into pieces after cutting it into pieces with several horizontal and vertical cuts, put it into a basin, and then Ding Peng took out two more bean skins and said, "Cut it into shreds."

Ding Manrou did as he did.

"Cut the coriander into segments and put it in."

Finally, Ding Peng took out a handful of black fungus and said, "With boiling water, then tear it open in the basin."

Ding Manrou boiled water, scalded the fungus, and then passed it in cold water for a while, and finally tore it into pieces and put it in. It was not until this time that Ding Peng asked her to put seasonings inside.

"Chicken essence, sesame oil, light soy sauce, vinegar, salt, and a little sugar. Yes, add some chopped pepper sauce."

Ding Manrou did it step by step as Ding Peng said. Ding Cailin had already done it. She stood by and watched the eldest sister finish the cold cucumber step by step according to her father's words. Ding Cailin was a little depressed as she looked at her.

After Ding Manrou's cold cucumber was mixed, she found that the plate of cold cucumber she made was like an ugly duckling and a white swan compared to her elder sister's portion.

The plate of cold cucumbers I made myself are bare cucumbers, and they tasted badly. I put too much vinegar and it was so sour.

The basin of cold cucumbers made by my elder sister under the guidance of her father makes people feel very appetizing.

The green cucumbers are the main body, and pieces of red peppers are scattered in the middle, just like red flowers among the greenery. The goose-yellow bean curds are interspersed and entangled in the middle like rivers, dotted with sporadic fungus, plus the coriander set off, and a little bit of red peppers are scattered on it, like stars, and like lotus flowers blooming in the green river. This is simply a painting of green mountains and green waters.

Gudong ~

Ding Cailin couldn't help swallowing his saliva. There was no way. It was the first time she had seen someone give the simplest cold cucumber to such an extreme level. This is not a dish, this is art!

Ding Ding and Ding Dang were also stunned when they saw it. Ding Ding hugged Ding Li's neck and stretched forward. If she hadn't fallen and hugged her neck hard, she might have really lie on the ground.

"Oh my God, sister, did you really do this?" Ding Dang said in surprise.

Actually, she was watching from the side just now, but even so, she couldn't believe it. She was just afraid that her eyes would deceive her.

Ding Manrou was also a little surprised to see the pot of cucumber in front of her. These are just the most common ingredients, and this dish is indeed not technically difficult, but why didn’t she think about doing this before?

She turned her head and looked at Ding Peng, opened her mouth to say something, but Ding Peng smiled and shook his head, saying, "Actually, the cucumbers in your dish are too hard and too broken. Just pay attention next time. Overall, it's still a sloppy, you can score 60."

"ah?"

When Ding Manrou heard that his father only gave 60 points to such a classic dish, he wanted to pounce on him and fight for his life. The requirements were too harsh.

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