Seeing that in the small cup, a white and tender lion's head separates the gold and white soup clearly, and there is a touch of verdant embellishment, which is like a beautiful picture.

At this moment, all the old diners couldn't help but exclaim.

"Oh my God, where is this still a dish? It's a work of art. ”

"It's so beautiful!"

"It's so beautiful, I, I, I don't dare to eat it?"

Zhang Maosheng, who came here once yesterday, said with a smile at this time: "Hehehe, now you know how I felt yesterday, right? Lao Su, the son-in-law, has already sublimated cooking." ”

Another old man with a long beard nodded in agreement: "Indeed, this is more than just a dish, it is really like a work of art." ”

And a silver-haired old lady said: "Cooking skills, this is the real cooking skills." ”

Hearing the praise of a group of old diners, Feng Yifan hurriedly smiled and said: "Uncle and aunt, don't praise me so much, I'm embarrassed, this is one of my innovative dishes, please help taste it." ”

A group of old diners hesitated for a while, and finally Mrs. Liu, who was still silver-haired, said, "Okay, let's try it." ”

Gently scoop down with a small white porcelain spoon and scoop a small piece of the lion's head while mixing some of the soup.

Old diners carefully put it in their mouths.

The golden soup is sweet and glutinous, and the white soup is salty and fragrant.

Paired with tofu mixed with fish puree, the deliciousness of one bite instantly jumps on the taste buds.

At this moment, it is really impossible to describe it in any words, and every diner is reluctant to put down the spoon in his hand, just eat it spoonful by spoonful.

The golden soup is paired, the white soup is matched, and then the golden soup and the white soup are mixed.

Each bite has a completely different taste experience, and the delicacy jumps on the tip of the tongue, like a scene of traditional opera that is not gorgeous but addictive.

Perhaps there is no such Western stage drama as glamorous, and there is no more intense emotional outburst.

But the euphemistic and melancholy, but simple opera, can reflect a kind of oriental subtle beauty.

The cafeteria was eerily quiet, no one spoke, and the only sound was the crunch of a spoon colliding with a cup.

Finally, when the lion's head is finished, the diners invariably pick up the small cup, put it to their mouths and carefully use a spoon to pick up all the soup in their mouths.

Putting down the cups in their hands one after another, the diners did not say a word, sitting there still savoring.

Such a lion's head really brings a big difference to everyone, and the "color, fragrance and shape" is simply perfectly displayed.

These old diners present can be said to be from the snacks of Su Ji's dishes. There are even a few old people, and when they got married, they invited Su Ji's chef to take charge of the wedding banquet.

The reason why Su Kee, a small restaurant, is so favored by old diners is not just because of the taste of the food.

Old diners like Su Kee because although Su Kee is a small restaurant, the dishes it presents, "color, flavor, and shape" can be called top-notch.

When Su Ruoxi's grandfather was alive, many big restaurants would send chefs to Su Ji to learn art, or ask Su Ruoxi's grandfather to guide.

One of the important reasons for this is that Su Ruoxi's grandfather cooks dishes, and the "color, flavor, and shape" are all outstanding.

After Su Jinrong took over, he was also invited, and he held a position in the restaurant association.

It was only in the following years that more dishes from foreign restaurants flowed in. These traditional dishes are gradually not sought after by young people. It is natural for Su Ji to return to the role of a small restaurant on this old street.

In the following years, Su Jinrong no longer pursued excellence, retained the taste but no longer pursued "form and meaning".

This is also in line with the style of a small street restaurant.

But for old diners, they will still miss the top dishes of Su Ji back then.

Now, Feng Yifan's return once again allows old diners to see such a perfect dish.

Such a unique and innovative dish is actually not a very beautiful dish, and the ingredients are not very expensive. But it is such a kind of simplicity and a kind of luxury that really makes old diners have endless aftertastes.

Finally, after a long silence, Mrs. Liu spoke.

"Lao Su, your son-in-law is really amazing, this dish is really a must.

To be honest, I haven't eaten it for many years, and I feel like I'll be hungry for such a dish that brings out the 'color, flavor, and shape' to the extreme. ”

Feng Yifan listened to Mrs. Liu's words, and said with a smile: "Hehehe, Aunt Liu, if you like it, if you want to eat it, I will prepare it for you at any time." ”

As soon as the words fell, another old man carefully touched his mouth for a long time and said, "Well, in this lion's head, in addition to tofu, there should be a very delicious meat, right?"

Hearing the old man's words, Feng Yifan was a little surprised, he didn't expect the other party to be able to eat fish.

Seeing the surprise on Feng Yifan's face, the old man smiled and said, "Isn't it strange? Why can I guess? Because only fish can be well blended with tofu after removing the original taste." ”

Feng Yifan nodded and said to the old man: "Well, it is indeed fish, I used catfish, and I bought a few fresh ones today." ”

Hearing this, the old man's eyes suddenly lit up: "No wonder, this big river is still worthy of its name, Mr. Dongpo has a poem 'The pink stone head is still boneless, and the snow-white puffer fish is not a medicine man', which is beautiful." ”

won unanimous praise from everyone, and Feng Yifan was also very happy, which was an affirmation of his new dish attempt.

In fact, this dish was also created by Feng Yifan in his previous life, when he was to thank his wife.

He clearly remembered that his wife Su Ruoxi liked to eat catfish and lion heads. Therefore, in his previous life, Feng Yifan created this "double soup catfish tofu lion head" for his wife, and even the two soups were mixed according to his wife's taste preferences.

It's a pity that in his previous life, he couldn't let his wife taste it, and now he can finally make it for his wife to eat.

Feng Yifan looked at his wife at the counter, quietly walked to the counter, and whispered to his wife at the counter: "Don't worry, I still have the catfish I bought, and when I get it in the evening, I will make it for you and your daughter to eat." ”

Su Ruoxi was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then felt that her husband was like a foodie, and responded a little unhappily: "I didn't say I wanted to eat, what does it have to do with me whether you do it or not?"

Looking at his wife's little tsundere, Feng Yifan couldn't help but be happy, and now the more he looks at it, the more he thinks his wife is cute.

Smiling, Feng Yifan said, "Okay, I'll only make it for Ruoruo to eat at night." ”

Hearing this, Su Ruoxi was suddenly unhappy: "You dare to ......"

After blurting out, Su Ruoxi felt that something was wrong again, as if she was in Feng Yifan's way, so she immediately turned her head and said, "Hmph, it's up to you whether you do it or not, I don't bother to care who you make it for." ”

Seeing his wife pretending not to care, Feng Yifan felt even more amused, didn't talk much, turned around and went back to clean up the table.

The small cups and noodle bowls were cleaned up, and the old diners were satisfied, sitting together and chatting with Su Jinrong.

Approaching summer, the afternoon sun is scorching outside, but the atmosphere in Su Kee's small restaurant is even hotter, the old diners are chatting from all over the world, Su Jinrong tries to interject a few words from time to time, and the atmosphere is really hot and harmonious.

Feng Yifan prepared a little tea for everyone after the meal, which was regarded as a summer time for everyone.

Although Su Ji is now only attended by old diners, Feng Yifan leaned against the door of the back kitchen, watching the harmonious scene in the restaurant. From time to time, I have a "eyebrow flirtation" with my wife in the air, and this kind of small day is comfortable and satisfying.