Walking out of the back kitchen, Feng Ruoruo led the two friends to open the way for her father, so that her father could serve the dishes to their table as soon as possible.

"Let's let it, let's let it 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 one after another.

The first thing I saw was the bright red and delicate red fruit, and from the shape, it really looked like there were unpeeled, red and bright lychees on the plate.

And from a distance, under the embellishment of red and bright lychees, the white and tender hibiscus fish fillets in the shape of willow leaf petals seem to be a white river.

White with bright red, it is really very beautiful, and this appearance alone makes many people salivate.

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 Dad's dish while it's hot." ”

After putting it down, some of the surrounding diners couldn't help but stand up one by one and look 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 and their eyes lit up.

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

Feng Yifan smiled and said: "Actually, it's not lychee, it's just that I make it more similar, this is actually fried fish balls that can be eaten, you can pick it up and take a closer look." ”

Hearing Feng Yifan's introduction, everyone onlookers also exclaimed.

"Wow, it's not really a lychee?"

"I thought it was a lychee. ”

"yes, yes, you see it's really like, and there's the core. ”

"Yes, it's really too similar, it's very similar to those unshelled red lychees sold on the street. ”

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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 but sigh: "It's really a god, this is too similar, right?"

Feng Yifan saw that everyone was watching, and they were taking pictures with their mobile phones one by one, and hurriedly said to the people at the table: "Okay, you guys eat it quickly, this dish should be eaten while it is hot, if it is cold, it will not taste good." ”

Feng Ruoruo pulled her little friend to sit down, patted the table with her two little hands and said, "Dad, hurry up and give us food." ”

Feng Yifan said to his daughter: "If you want your grandparents to eat first, you have to wait." ”

Hearing her father's words, Feng Ruoruo also nodded: "That's right, grandparents, hurry up and eat it, taste it." ”

Chen Yaofei's grandparents looked at each other, and finally raised their chopsticks and sandwiched a piece of fish ball that looked like a lychee and a snow-white hibiscus fish fillet on the plate.

Hibiscus fillet is salty, fragrant and soft, with a melt-in-your-mouth feeling, there is no taste of opening and closing in the mouth, and the simple salty taste is accompanied by the freshness of the fish, which is really an unusually elegant dish.

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

Although I don't have the feeling of actually eating lychee, the sweetness spreads on the tip of the tongue, which also gives people a sense of happiness.

After seeing his grandparents eat it, Feng Yifan didn't ask more, but gave the three girls fish fillets and lychee fish balls respectively.

"Well, okay, if you beckon your friends to eat slowly, Dad will continue to cook. ”

Feng Ruoruo didn't rush to eat, but waved his little hand to his father: "Dad, you have to come on, there are many people waiting here, but you also have to pay attention to safety, don't be too tired." ”

Hearing his daughter's words, Feng Yifan smiled and nodded: "Okay, thank you Ruoruo." ”

Feng Yifan turned around and pushed aside the crowd of onlookers and walked briskly towards the back kitchen, while the crowd continued to surround Feng Ruoruo and their table.

Finally, after Chen Yaofei's grandparents and Yang Xiaoxi's father tasted it.

Grandpa Chen said: "Well, it's really delicious, two ways of making fish, two different flavors, but it can be well matched, it's really delicious." ”

Yang Zhiyi continued: "Yes, it's really delicious, salty fish fillets, paired with sweet fish balls, delicious, delicious." ”

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

As a result, he was stopped by his daughter Yang Xiaoxi: "Dad, you eat less, this is made for us by Uncle Feng, don't rob our children's dishes." ”

's daughter's words made Yang Zhiyi cry and laugh: "You are really a good daughter of your father." ”

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

Grandpa Chen Yaofei looked at it for a while, and suddenly said, "Hmm, this dish is so beautiful, and the name is a little simpler, I think it should be changed." ”

When Feng Ruoruo heard this, he raised his head and looked at Grandpa Chen and asked, "Then what name do you want to change?" Grandpa Chen, you can give one to you." ”

Chen Yaofei's grandfather looked at the dish and thought for a while and said, "Well, these white and 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 artistic conception of the name, Su Jinrong, who was sitting in a wheelchair, spit out a word from his mouth: "Okay." ”

Grandpa Chen Yaofei heard Su Jinrong say yes, and said to Su Jinrong with a smile: "Brother Jinrong, if you think it's good, it's fine." ”

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

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

Feng Ruoruo jumped out of 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 dishes and was about to go out to serve them, so the little girl hurriedly said: "Dad, Grandpa Feifei has given your dish a new name, called 'Baijiang Liuhuo', and Grandpa said it sounded good." ”

Meng Shitong and others, who were packing up the equipment in the back kitchen and were about to go out with Feng Yifan, were stunned when they heard this.

Look at the dishes on the plate in Feng Yifan's hand, the white and tender hibiscus fish fillets are like Baijiang, and the red lychee fish balls are like a warm flame.

The White River is on fire.

That's a fitting name.

He Yaqian was still the most breathless, and first exclaimed: "This name is really godly, it is as divine as Chef Feng's dish, poetic and picturesque." ”

Meng Shitong continued: "Well, this name is indeed better, and it suddenly makes the artistic ingredients of this dish different." ”

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

Feng Yifan put down the plate in his hand, reached out and carefully helped his daughter wipe off the red soup on her mouth, and said to her daughter with a smile: "Everyone likes the name given by Grandpa Chen, so use the name given by Grandpa Chen." ”

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

Feng Ruoruo laughed happily: "Okay, dad will serve the food." ”

Seeing the father and daughter walk out of the back kitchen together to serve the food, the photographer Ah Fei, who packed up the machine, couldn't help but say: "Alas, it would be nice if I could shoot a few more dishes." ”

These words made He Yaqian and her assistant feel a little regretful.

Meng Shitong opened his mouth and said: "We have to respect people, Chef Feng also respects his father-in-law's meaning, let us shoot him to create this dish, in fact, it is enough, the knife work, seasoning, plating, and there is such a poetic name."

For the rest, when Chef Feng convinces the old man later, we will shoot again. ”

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