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After the daughter had eaten the fruit salad and let her play with the puppies and ducklings for a while, it was almost cool down before Feng Yifan greeted everyone to prepare for lunch.
Ning Cheng also took the bowl of eggplant and left.
The family sat down at the small square table under the persimmon tree, and Feng Yifan brought out the dishes one by one.
Seeing all kinds of dishes, Feng Ruoruo was naturally very happy: "Ah, today Dad made a lot of delicious dishes."
When Su Ruoxi heard her daughter's words, she couldn't help but smile and asked: "You haven't eaten yet, you know that your father's dishes are delicious?"
Feng Ruoruo turned to look at her mother, her little face said very seriously: "Mom, Dad's dishes are delicious."
Su Ruoxi continued: "That's not necessarily true. Before eating, we can't say that Dad's cooking must be delicious. We can only say it after eating."
Seeing that her mother disagrees with him, Feng Ruoruo pursed her little mouth, and her cheeks were still puffed up.
Seeing her daughter's appearance, Su Ruoxi reached out and poked her daughter's angry little cheeks gently: "Yoyoyo, our Ruoruo is still angry? What's wrong? Mom can't say anything, is it? Isn't her mother right? Before we eat, can’t we just say whether it’s good or not?"
Feng Ruoruo pouted and said, "But father's food is delicious without having to eat it."
Su Ruoxi smiled and asked, "If you don't eat it, how do you know it's delicious?"
Feng Ruoruo said to her mother earnestly: "Because the dishes that Dad cooks are what Ruoruo likes, so Ruoruo thinks it must be delicious."
Su Ruoxi asked again: "It is made according to Ruoruo's taste. If Ruoruo finds it delicious, we may not find it delicious."
Feng Ruoruo thought about it and continued to say seriously: "Then every time Ruoruo likes to eat, her mother will eat a lot. There are also grandparents, grandpa, and many other people who will like Ruoruo's favorite dishes. So if you like it, everyone will like it."
I have to say that Feng Ruoruo's perfect logical explanation is really speechless to Su Ruoxi.
After a while, Su Ruoxi smiled helplessly and gently squeezed her daughter's face: "Okay, Ruoruo, our little mouth, is more and more good at talking, okay, just treat Ruoruo as winning, let's eat. "
The whole family didn't use the chopsticks, they were watching the wife arguing there. It was a really interesting scene.
When Su Ruoxi said to eat, Lu Cuiling also said quickly: "Yes, yes, we eat, whether it is delicious or not, we will know after eating."
After listening to her grandma, Feng Ruoruo said seriously: "It's delicious, Dad made it delicious."
Lu Cuiling could only smile and said, "Good, delicious, let's eat it quickly, if you don't eat such a delicious dish, it will cool down in a while."
Then the family began to use their chopsticks to eat, and Feng Yifan also specially recommended eggplants to his family.
"Everyone has tasted this. It is the egg carp that has been modified by me. How does it taste?"
Hearing Feng Yifan said that a dish on the table that looked like diced chicken in soy sauce turned out to be the legendary egg carp, which inevitably made everyone very curious.
Feng Ruoruo also stretched her head to see, but the little girl didn't know what eggplant is?
Then the little girl turned her head and looked at the grandparents, grandfather and mother next to her, and found that they all seemed to know what the eggplant was talking about? Feng Ruoruo suddenly became more curious.
"Dad, daddy, what is this eggfish?"
Feng Yifan responded to her daughter with a smile: "Where's the eggplant, it's the name of this dish, this dish is called the eggplant."
Feng Ruoruo curiously continued to ask: "Then this dish is made of eggplants?"
Feng Yifan nodded: "Yes, it's made from eggplant. Lai Ruoruo can taste it."
Speaking, Feng Yifan used a clean public spoon to scoop a spoonful for her daughter and put it in her small bowl, so that her daughter could have a taste.
The rest of the family also used a public spoon to scoop a small spoonful.
Then everyone picked it up one by one and tasted it.
After eating, the taste that resembles eggplant but not eggplant is immediately realized.
At the same time, what makes everyone feel very fragrant is that the fragrant chicken and chicken fat in the whole dish is really delicious.
After tasting, Feng Jiandong first said: "Well, this is a great dish to go with wine."
Feng Ruoruo immediately said, "Grandpa, you can't drink."
Feng Jiandong laughed when he heard the words: "Well, if you don't let you drink, then grandpa won't drink."
Su Ruoxi smiled and said to her daughter: "It's okay. Grandpa and grandpa can drink a little less. It doesn't matter if you only drink a little wine, right?"
Feng Ruoruo pursed her little mouth when she heard her mother's words. It was obvious that the little girl didn't like seeing grandpa drinking.
Feng Jiandong smiled upon seeing this and said: "Stop drinking, we all listen to it, don't drink."
Lu Cuiling ate several mouthfuls in a row, and couldn’t help but say, “Well, this dish really tastes great and it tastes very refreshing. I thought it would have a heavy sauce, but it didn’t taste so salty. , Son, your dish is really good."
Feng Yifan smiled with satisfaction: "Of course, I have studied this dish for a long time."
Su Ruoxi took a few mouthfuls and asked, "Is your approach different from the book?"
Su Ruoxi has also read the book "Dream of Red Mansions". Su Ruoxi has also studied some of the dishes in it, but she is not a cook after all, so she has never done it herself.
Today, my husband made this most famous "Eggtail", which still made Su Ruoxi feel very special.
Feng Yifan nodded and replied: "Yes, I didn't follow the instructions in the book exactly."
Su Jinrong said at this time: "Yifan has made improvements. After all, it is completely according to the method in the book. It is a bit too extravagant, and it is not something we ordinary people can do. The complicated process of nine steaming and nine drying, I want to eat. I'm afraid it will take many months."
Feng Yifan told everyone about his improved method again.
Listening to Feng Yifan's explanation of the method, while tasting such an egg carp, it really makes people feel unique.
Lu Cuiling finally said: "Well, this dish will be re-opened in Su Kee in the future. It can be used as a dish for your Su Kee, and it will definitely be well received by many people."
Su Ruoxi agrees: "Yes, this dish is in Su Ji. You can't cook it for Fujinglou this time."
Feng Yifan was a little surprised by his wife's words, but then he couldn't help laughing.
"Hahaha..."
Seeing her husband laugh without concealment, Su Ruoxi couldn't help but say: "What are you laughing at? Tell me about you. The last time you gave Fujinglou some red dishes, what happened? Now the reputation of Fujinglou has gone out. Those who visit Huaicheng know that they are going to have a meal at Fujing Tower and taste the original flavor of Red Mansions.
But now the reconstruction of the ancient street is not over, and the decoration of Su Ji still takes time. When we go back and reopen, people have formed a mindset. When we arrive in Huaicheng, we will only go to Fujing Building. What do you think? "
The wife's words made Feng Yifan stop smiling, and stretched out his hand over his daughter to hold his wife's hand.
"Don't worry, our Su Ji and Fu Jing Building are positioned differently, so there is no need to worry that our business will be snatched by Fu Jing Building in the future. The diners we are facing in the future may not be a group of people."
Su Ruoxi heard her husband say that, she couldn't help feeling a little strange.
Why do you say that the positioning is different, and the future diners will not be a group of people?
Su Jinrong explained, "Yifan is right. In the future, we will be an exquisite private kitchen, and we will meet diners who want exquisite taste. Fujing Building will be more popular, or Fujing Building will be regarded as Huaicheng. A door face, and Su Ji is just Su Ji."
Lu Cuiling was a little puzzled after hearing this: "My father-in-law, don't you want Su Ji to become the signature of Huaicheng cuisine?"
From the perspective of businessmen’s minds, Lu Cuiling, Su Ji has become a symbol of Huaicheng cuisine, so that Su Ji’s business will become more popular, attract more people, and further spread its reputation, so that Su Ji’s business can become more popular. Well, it will be able to make more money.
So Lu Cuiling didn't quite understand, why is the Family Guild willing to let Fujinglou become the representative of Huaicheng cuisine? Instead of Su Ji?
Feng Jiandong pondered for a moment, but he understood the thoughts of his in-laws and his son.
"Well, my father-in-law meant that Su Ji did not have to cater to the public, but to make unique characteristics of Su Ji. The diners were not those who wanted to come to Su Ji to eat, but some expectations Su Ji is a person who tastes traditional food and understands our own food culture."
When his father said so, Feng Yifan nodded with a smile: "Well, what Dad said is correct. These are some thoughts of my father and I. It is considered to be the inheritance of the legacy of Su Ji's predecessors."
Su Ruoxi asked: "So, would you still teach this eggplant to Fujinglou?"
Feng Yifan saw that his wife was still very entangled. He smiled and said: "This eggplant, I will definitely not teach Fujinglou the method, after all, this is my original and improved creation, but I can give Fujinglou some other ways of doing it. It can be tasted by everyone."
Su Ruoxi said: "Then if they want to eat, they can't come to our Su Ji to eat?"
Su Jinrong smiled and said to her daughter: "Su Ji is going to make dishes that belong to Su Ji. After all, the eggplant is the dish in the Red House Banquet."
Su Ruoxi understood what her father told me like this.
Yes, Su Kee is naturally to make dishes that belong to Su Kee, not to re-engrave the dishes of the predecessors, so if such a piece of eggplant is to be put in Su Kee, it is necessary to use Su Kee. An improved version, rather than a full re-enactment of the version in the Dream of Red Mansions.
In this way, Su Ruoxi came to understand.
She learned what her father and husband thought.
The two of them hope that Su Kee has its own unique characteristics. Every diner who comes to Su Kee will come for the unique taste of Su Kee, so that the diners can be convinced by the taste of Su Kee.
And this taste, if only Su Kee had it, was not the taste that popular restaurants would have.
In this way, it can be regarded as worthy of the word "Taste" on the old plaque on Su Jiazu.
Feng Ruoruo had eaten a lot by himself when his grandparents, grandpa, and parents were chatting.
The little girl doesn't care what the adults say, she only needs to eat the dishes made by her father, because the dishes made by her father are the most delicious, so Ruoruo likes to eat her father's dishes.
When the adults' discussion was over, they saw that Feng Ruoruo had eaten a lot by himself.
Su Ruoxi smiled and grabbed her daughter and said: "We patronized and said, let Ruoruo eat a lot of it alone, and we all eat it quickly, otherwise Ruoruo will eat it all."
Feng Ruoruo heard her mother’s words and turned to look at her mother and said, “Mom, Ruoruo didn’t finish eating. Ruoruo kept it for grandpa, grandparents, and parents. Don’t talk all the time. You should Eat well, you keep saying that it’s not good to eat well."
Lu Cuiling laughed and said: "Yes, our baby Ruoruo is right. Let's not talk all the time and eat well."
In the following time, the family began to eat seriously.
Feng Yifan's dishes still satisfy the whole family.
And whether it's father-in-law or parents, Feng Yifan can taste every dish he cooks with his heart, and his love for the whole family.
After lunch, Feng Ruoruo obediently followed her grandma to a nap.
Su Ruoxi directly took her husband to wash the dishes together. In fact, she wanted to ask about Lin Ruifeng's test.
"You can tell me honestly. After the big sister went to eat yesterday, did the big sister score? Did Xiao Lin win or lose?"
Feng Yifan didn't conceal his wife, so he repeated what the master sister said in the morning.
Hearing the final result, Lin Ruifeng was defeated, making Su Ruoxi a little bit disappointed.
"Really, Kobayashi worked so hard, but in the end he lost."
Feng Yifan looked at his wife's expression and held his hand to his wife and said, "Don't be like this. The judges of the senior sister are actually very fair. It is not because Ruifeng is more familiar with Ruifeng that she called her uncle and favored him. Isn't it good? At least you can let Ruifeng know about his problems."
Su Ruoxi is still a little dissatisfied: "But Xiaolin has worked so hard."
Feng Yifan also said: "Efforts are necessary. Where can you get your current results if you don't work hard?"
Su Ruoxi thought for a while and asked, "Who else will go next? If this goes on, I think it is very difficult for Xiaolin to win. In the end, it may be that Ma Xiaolong wins."
Feng Yifan comforted his wife and said: "We didn't say that ~ www.novelhall.com~ Whether we win or lose, it is a test of Ruifeng. We should respect everyone's ratings and let Ruifeng correct the problems in the future, so that Ruifeng can learn. Things, in the future he will be able to go further and become stronger."
Su Ruoxi also understood that her husband was not wrong in saying this, so she nodded in the end.
"Well, then I won't tell Xiao Lin the score for the time being. I can't discourage Xiao Lin's enthusiasm. After all the judges have tasted it, I can tell Xiao Lin all of the time when the results are obtained.
Feng Yifan shook his head and said, "No, I think you should just tell them this time."
Su Ruoxi looked at her husband puzzledly: "I told him now, didn't you hit him?"
Feng Yifan said earnestly: "Now tell him, maybe it's a blow to him, but it's also an encouragement to him, tell him that he has not done his best, and urge him to continue to work hard."
What her husband said made Su Ruoxi reasonable, and immediately nodded and said, "Okay, I'll call Xiao Shen."
Then Su Ruoxi left her work and went out to make a phone call, and threw the washing up to her husband.