Hardcore Chef Dad

After walking out of the back kitchen, Feng Ruoruo led two little friends to clear the way for Dad, so that Dad could serve the dishes to their table as soon as possible.

Let me go, let me go, let's serve.

Hearing Feng Ruoruo's shout, all the diners in the small restaurant stopped chatting and looked at the plate in Feng Yifan's hand.

The first thing I saw was the bright red fruit, looking from a distance from a distance, it really looked like there were unpeeled, bright red lychees on a plate.

From a distance, the white and tender hibiscus fish fillets in the shape of willow leaf petals, decorated with red and bright lychees, seem to be a white river.

White is accompanied by bright red, it is really very beautiful, and the appearance alone makes many people drool.

Feng Yifan put both plates on the children's table, smiled and said to his daughter, Okay, if you greet your friends, hurry up and try this Daddy's dish while it's hot.

After putting it down, some of the diners around couldn't help standing up one by one and looked at the table here.

And Chen Yaofei's grandparents, Yang Xiaoxi's father, and Su Jinrong, who were sitting around the table, looked at the two dishes on the table.

Chen Yaofei's grandmother looked at the red and bright fish balls that looked like lychees, and couldn't help asking, This, is this really a lychee?

Feng Yifan smiled and said, It's not actually a lychee, but I just made it more like it. This is actually an edible fried fish ball. You can pick it up and take a closer look.

Hearing Feng Yifan's introduction, all the onlookers exclaimed.

Wow, it's not a real lychee?

I really thought it was a lychee when I looked at it.

Yes, yes, you look really similar, and there is a nucleus.

Yes, it's really too similar, very similar to those red lychees that are sold on the street without peeling their shells.

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Yang Xiaoxi's father took out a pair of chopsticks from the chopstick cage on the table, carefully picked up a piece, looked at it carefully, and couldn't help sighing: It's really amazing, isn't it too similar?

Feng Yifan saw that everyone was watching and taking pictures with their mobile phones, and quickly said to everyone at the table: Okay, eat it quickly, this dish should be eaten while it's hot, if it's cold, it won't taste good. .

Feng Ruoruo pulled her friend to sit down, clapped her hands on the table and said, Dad, hurry up and give us something to eat.

Feng Yifan said to his daughter, Let grandpa and grandma eat first, you all have to wait.

Hearing his father's words, Feng Ruoruo also nodded: Yes, grandma and grandma, hurry up and have a taste.

Chen Yaofei's grandparents looked at each other, and finally held up their chopsticks, respectively holding a fish ball that looked like a lychee, and a snow-white hibiscus fish fillet on the plate.

Hibiscus fish fillet is salty, fragrant, soft and smooth, and has a melt-in-your-mouth feeling. There is no open and close taste in the mouth. The simple salty taste is accompanied by the freshness of the fish. It is really an extremely elegant dish.

On the contrary, it is a lychee-shaped fish ball, with a layer of crispness on the outside of the entrance, which stimulates the taste buds with the sweet sauce.

Although there is no real feeling of eating lychees, the sweetness spreads on the tip of the tongue, which also gives people a sense of happiness.

After seeing his grandparents eating, Feng Yifan did not ask more, but gave the three girls fish fillets and lychee fish balls respectively.

Well, okay, if you call your friends to eat slowly, Dad will go back to cooking.

Feng Ruoruo was not in a hurry to eat, but waved her little hand with her father: Dad, you have to work hard, there are many people waiting here, but you should also pay attention to safety, don't be too tired.

Hearing her daughter's words, Feng Yifan nodded with a smile: Okay, thank you Ruoruo.

Feng Yifan turned around and pushed aside the crowd of onlookers, and walked quickly to the back kitchen, and the crowd continued to surround Feng Ruoruo and the others at the table.

finally,

After Chen Yaofei's grandparents and Yang Xiaoxi's father tasted it.

Grandpa Chen said, Well, it's really delicious. The two kinds of fish have two different flavors, but they can match well. It's really delicious.

Yang Zhiyi continued: Yes, it's really delicious. The salty fish fillets are paired with sweet fish balls. It's delicious, delicious.

While saying that, Yang Zhiyi's chopsticks did not stop, and he continued to pick up fish fillets and fish balls.

As a result, he was stopped by his daughter Yang Xiaoxi: Dad, eat less. This is what Uncle Feng made for us. Don't rob our children.

The daughter's words made Yang Zhiyi unable to laugh or cry: You are really Dad's good daughter.

Yang Xiaoxi smiled and ignored her father's words, and continued to eat happily with her friends.

Grandpa Chen Yaofei looked at it for a while, and suddenly said, Well, this dish is so beautiful, and the name is a bit simple, I think it should be changed.

When Feng Ruoruo heard this, she raised her head to look at Grandpa Chen and asked, Then what name should I change? Grandpa Chen, please give me one.

Chen Yaofei's grandfather looked at the dish for a while and said, Well, these white tender hibiscus fish fillets are piled together like a white river, and these lychee fish balls can also be seen as red flames.

If you have it, let’s call it ‘Baijiang Flowing Fire’.

The white river is on fire.

Hearing such a name, the people at the table and the onlookers were stunned for a moment.

When everyone was still pondering the meaning of the name, Su Jinrong, who was in a wheelchair, spit out a word: Okay.

Grandpa Chen Yaofei heard Su Jinrong say yes, smiled and said to Su Jinrong, Brother Jinrong, if you think it's good, that's fine.

Su Jinrong tried again and said, Thank you, thank you.

Grandpa Chen Yaofei waved his hand quickly: You're welcome, you have such a great son-in-law, let us eat such delicious and poetic dishes, it's not a big deal to have a name.

Feng Ruoruo jumped off his chair at this time, then turned around to push away the crowd, and quickly ran into the back kitchen.

When she came to the back kitchen, she saw that her father had already made two more dishes and was about to go out to serve them. The little girl hurriedly said, Dad, Grandpa Feifei gave your dish a new name, called 'Baijiang Liuhuo', Grandpa said it was nice.

Meng Shitong and the others who were packing equipment in the back kitchen and were about to go out with Feng Yifan were stunned for a moment.

Looking at the dishes on Feng Yifan's hand, the white tender hibiscus fish fillets are like a white river, and the red lychee fish balls are like warm flames.

The white river is on fire.

The name is really apt.

He Yaqian was still the most impatient, and she first exclaimed: This name is really divine, it is as divine as Chef Feng's dishes, and it has a poetic and picturesque mood.

Meng Shitong went on to say: Well, the name is indeed better, and the artistic ingredients of this dish are all at once different.

Photographer A Fei was more direct: In this way, our video finally has a name.

Feng Yifan put down the plate in his hand, stretched out his hand and carefully wiped off the red soup on his daughter's mouth, smiled and said to her daughter, Everyone likes the name that Grandpa Chen gave, then use the name that Grandpa Chen gave.

Then, Feng Yifan stood up, served two dishes and said, Let's go, let's serve the dishes, and thank Grandpa Chen again.

Feng Ruoruo smiled happily: Okay, Dad will serve.

After watching the father and daughter walk out of the back kitchen to serve food, photographer Ah Fei, who had packed up the machine, couldn't help but said, Oh, if only I could take a few more dishes.

This made He Yaqian and her assistant feel a little sorry.

Meng Shitong said, We have to respect others, and Chef Feng also respects his father-in-law's intentions. Let's take pictures of his own creation of this dish, which is actually enough. The knife skills, seasonings, and plate setting are all there, and there is another one that is so poetic. name.

For the rest, after Chef Feng convinces the old man, we will shoot again.

After listening to Meng Shitong's words, the three of them looked at each other. Although they felt it was a pity, they could only accept this arrangement.