Hardcore Chef Dad

Tonight's four dishes can be said to have convinced Su Lanxin and his party including the two from the Catering Association.

Especially Su Lanxin, maybe she used to have a certainty of winning back the old plaque in her heart, but now eating Feng Yifan's four dishes really broke all her confidence in her heart.

These four dishes are not just the kind of transcendence in knife craftsmanship and skill, but an absolute crushing of taste.

Any dish, no matter how outstanding the color, aroma, shape, and meaning can be made, can amaze many people with the skill of cooking.

But in the end, it's all about the taste.

If you can't convince diners in terms of taste, how beautiful a dish is, it will fail in the end.

So perhaps for the spectators, they will be attracted by all kinds of dazzling cooking skills, or those gorgeous shapes and shapes.

But as a fellow chef, the only thing that can convince your peers is the taste.

Only the taste can't deceive people.

Delicious is delicious.

It's like the four plates on the table today should be eaten clean by everyone.

As juniors, Tan Xueli and the female secretary were even a little unfulfilled. After all, the two of them couldn't compete with Su Lanxin and the other three.

Now, the four dishes have been eaten, and the remaining time can only be looking forward to the last dish.

Even Tan Xueli may be very confident in her skills, but at this time she can't help but look forward to Feng Yifan's Wensi Tofu, thinking about what the last dish will taste like?

Finally, the door of the back kitchen was pushed open, and Feng Yifan came out with a large soup bowl containing Wensi tofu on a tray and five small bowls.

Putting down the big soup bowl, and then taking the opportunity to lift the lid, the people on the table next to it couldn't help but come over to look at it.

In the clear soup, shredded tofu, shredded mushrooms, and shredded green vegetables are mixed with the soup.

It really is like a wonderful landscape painting.

Beautiful, really artistic.

Wow, it's really Vance Tofu. I've only seen it online. It's the first time I've seen the real thing.

Well, it seems that the shredded tofu is not very thin.

Everyone's chef said that he hasn't cooked this dish for a long time, so the skill of shredding tofu is unfamiliar. It's already very good to cut it like this.

That is, people didn't have the menu originally, which shows that they are not very confident and did not deceive customers.

It's already very powerful to cut it like this. Although it is not a cow's hair, the earliest Wensi tofu is the thickness of a matchstick, which is at least much thinner than a matchstick.

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Listening to the discussions of some diners around, Feng Yifan was also calm, and served a bowl to each of the five people at the table. After placing it in front of five people, he said, Sorry, I haven't made this dish for too long, and the shredded tofu can't be in place.

Lin Youqi fiddled with the spoon lightly, and said with a smile, Don't be humble, you're actually pretty good.

Jiang Zhongjian also said: Yeah, I heard that you just came back from abroad, and you probably haven't practiced shredding this tofu for a long time. It's really amazing to be able to cut it like this.

Tan Xueli next to Su Lanxin naturally didn't say much. Although she knew that she could cut the shredded tofu finer, the taste of the previous dishes made her dare not say more.

Feng Yifan smiled and made a gesture of invitation: Thank you two Miao Zan, please have a taste.

Almost at the same time, the five of them scooped up a small spoon and put it in their mouths to taste.

The next moment, the five of them were almost the same. They didn't put down the spoons in their hands and kept eating the whole small bowl.

After eating it all, Lin Youqi sighed and said to Feng Yifan with admiration: It's really amazing, I didn't expect to eat four such amazing dishes tonight, and finally this Wensi tofu is still unforgettable. .

Jiang Zhongjian finally tasted it, looked at Feng Yifan and said, Brother Feng, is this soup specially prepared for you?

Feng Yifan nodded: Yes, this soup is not the soup that is usually used for Wensi tofu, because the first four dishes are believed to be very delicious, so in the end, this Wensi tofu is the finishing touch, and I made a little improvement.

At this point, Tan Xueli couldn't help but ask: Why does the taste of your soup have such a hint of sweetness? Besides, the soup is so clear, why does it feel fresh after drinking it?

Feng Yifan smiled slightly and didn't answer, he just said, In fact, you don't need to stick to the inherent form of cooking, you need to make appropriate adjustments according to the actual situation.

Hearing this, Lin Youqi nodded seriously and said, Yes, Brother Su, your son-in-law can be called a master.

Tan Xueli didn't get an answer, but she also knew very well that there was a huge gap between herself and Feng Yifan, a gap she couldn't bridge now.

That is, the ability to temporarily adjust a dish according to the combination of the guest and the appetizer.

For example, tonight, the first four dishes, each of which can be said to be very amazing, may be enough to take out alone.

However, when the four dishes are presented one after another, a certain reconciliation is required. It is necessary to determine the order of each dish, and more importantly, it is important not to let the previous dish steal the limelight of the following dishes.

With such a combination, the last, originally very bland vinsi tofu, should not have been placed behind the lion head of the lotus leaf river mussel.

Because the dishes in front are really amazing, and the taste is full of deliciousness, while the Wensi tofu itself is very light.

However, Feng Yifan adjusted the taste of Wensi tofu, which made this soup a perfect ending, and left a little aftertaste, which will make people think about this dish for a long time.

Tan Xueli really couldn't help but be convinced, because no matter how arrogant she was, she really believed that she couldn't do it all.

If you can't do it yourself, how can you challenge others?

Su Lanxin didn't say much when she saw the disciple's convinced and disappointed expression. But she turned her head and asked Feng Yifan, I'm very curious, what is the peacock made of winter cold vegetables and the white frost on the green vegetables?

This time Feng Yifan didn't hide it, and answered directly, It's chicken puree.

Lin Youqi asked in surprise, Chicken puree? But why can't we taste the taste of meat?

Feng Yifan smiled and continued: Because, I smashed the chicken into mud and jumped out of the tendons.

Hearing this answer, the people present looked at each other in dismay, feeling a little incredible, and all that was left in their hearts was admiration.

Seeing that the five people had nothing to say, Feng Yifan smiled and said, I don't know how many of you, especially the aunt, are you satisfied with the five dishes tonight? Do you think I can bear the brand of Su Ji?

Su Lanxin did not speak, but looked at the two members of the Catering Association, waiting for the two to speak first.

Lin Youqi and Jiang Zhongjian looked at each other, and they naturally knew that Su Jinrong and Su Lanxin, the old brothers and sisters, were fighting for the old plaque. Originally, they wanted to support Su Lanxin, but now that Feng Yifan's five dishes came out, they hesitated.

After thinking for a long time, Lin Youqi said to Su Jinrong, Brother Su, you must admit that your son-in-law is indeed worthy of being the head of Su Ji.

Feng Yifan said with a smile: I don't need to be the head of Su Ji, the person in charge is still my father-in-law, I just help my father-in-law keep this Su Ji, and use my passion for cooking to prevent Su Ji's hundred-year-old plaque. smash.

Su Lanxin didn't say anything more, and after paying the money, she just said goodbye to Su Jinrong, and left in a rather depressed mood.

Feng Yifan pushed his father-in-law to the door, watched the group go away, and said with a smile, Dad, it seems that my aunt won't come to disturb us for a while, we can settle down for a while.

Su Jinrong was sitting in a wheelchair and looked at his sister's back, but nodded and didn't speak.

At this moment, Feng Ruoruo came to his father and grandfather, raised his head and said angrily: Dad, you cooked such a beautiful dish for the bad guy tonight, then you will also give it to Ruoruo and grandparents tomorrow. And my mother and grandpa do it.”

Hearing her daughter's words and looking down at her puffed-up look, Feng Yifan quickly squatted down and said with a smile, Okay, tomorrow Dad will cook for Ruoruo as well, and make a more delicious meal for Ruoruo.

Only then did the little girl Feng Ruoruo smile, put her arms around her father, and said affectionately, Dad is so nice.