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 the certainty of winning in her heart to recapture the old plaque, but now that she has eaten Feng Yifan's four dishes, all the self-confidence in her heart has really been shattered.

These four dishes are not just the transcendence of knife work and skills, but an absolute taste of crushing.

Any dish, no matter how superb the "color, fragrance, shape and meaning" can be, and how many people can be amazed by its cooking skills.

But at the end of the day, it's all about the taste.

If you can't convince diners with the taste, then no matter how beautifully you make a dish, it will still fail in the end.

Therefore, for the viewer, they may be attracted by the dazzling cooking techniques, or those gorgeous shapes and shapes.

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

Only taste can't deceive people.

Delicious is delicious.

It's like the four plates on the table now, all of which have been eaten clean by everyone.

Tan Xueli and the female secretary, who are juniors, are even a little unsatisfied, after all, the two of them can't compete with Su Lanxin and the three of them.

Now that the four dishes have been eaten, the rest of the time can only be spent looking forward to the last dish.

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

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

Putting down the big soup bowl, and then taking advantage of the situation to open the lid, the people on the table next to him couldn't help but come over to take a look.

In the clear soup, shredded tofu, shredded shiitake mushrooms, and shredded greens are mixed with the soup.

It's really like a wonderful landscape painting.

"Beautiful, it's really meaningful. ”

"Wow, it's really Wensi tofu, I've only seen it on the Internet, and it's the first time I've seen the real thing. ”

"Well, it doesn't look like the shredded tofu is very thin. ”

"The chefs all said that he hadn't made this dish for a long time, so the shredding skills of tofu were rusty, and cutting it like this is already very good. ”

"That is, people didn't have a menu in the first place, which means that people are not very confident and have not deceived customers. ”

"It's already very powerful to cut it like this, although it's not cow hair silk, but the earliest Wensi tofu is the thickness of a matchstick, which is at least a lot thinner than a matchstick. ”

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

Lin Youqi gently stirred it with a spoon, smiled and said, "Don't be modest, in fact, you are already very good." ”

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

Tan Xueli, who was beside Su Lanxin, naturally didn't say anything, although she knew that she could cut the shredded tofu more finely, but the taste of the previous dishes already made her dare not say anything more.

Feng Yifan smiled and made a gesture of please: "Thank you two false praises, please taste it." ”

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

In the next moment, the five people were almost the same, never putting down the spoon in their hands, and kept eating the entire small bowl.

After eating it all, Lin Youqi sighed and said to Feng Yifan with appreciation: "It's really amazing, I didn't expect to eat four amazing dishes tonight, and in the end, this Wensi tofu is still endless." ”

Jiang Zhongjian tasted it for the last time, looked at Feng Yifan and said, "Brother Feng, your soup is specially prepared, right?"

Feng Yifan nodded: "Yes, this soup is not the soup used in the usual Wensi tofu, because the first four dishes are believed to be very delicious in taste, so in the end, this Wensi tofu is the finishing touch, and I have improved it a little bit." ”

At this point, Tan Xueli finally couldn't help but ask: "Why does your soup taste like this sweetness? What is the sweetness in this clear soup?"

Feng Yifan smiled slightly, and did not answer, but just said: "In fact, there is no need to stick to the inherent form of cooking, and appropriate adjustments must be made according to the actual situation." ”

When Lin Youqi heard this, he 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 was also very aware of the huge gap between herself and Feng Yifan, which was a gap that she couldn't overcome now.

That is the ability to make temporary adjustments to a dish according to the combination of the guest and the appetizer.

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

However, if the four dishes are presented one after another, there needs to be a certain amount of harmony, and the order of each dish must be determined, and more importantly, the first dish must not steal the limelight from the latter dishes.

Under such a combination, the last Wensi tofu, which was originally unusually light, should not have been placed behind the lion's head of the lotus leaf river mussel.

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

However, Feng Yifan adjusted the taste of Wensi tofu, so that this soup dish came to a perfect finish, and left a little aftertaste, which will make people remember this dish for a long time.

Tan Xueli really can't be unconvinced, because no matter how proud she is, she really thinks that she can't do all this.

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

Su Lanxin saw the disciple's convincing and disappointed expression, but she didn't say anything. However, she turned her head and asked Feng Yifan: "I'm curious, what is that peacock made of winter cold vegetables, white frost on winter cold vegetables?"

This time, Feng Yifan didn't hide it, and replied directly: "It's chicken puree." ”

Lin Youqi was a little surprised and asked, "Chicken puree?" But why can't we eat the taste of meat?"

Feng Yifan smiled and continued: "Because, I smashed the chicken into a puree and picked out the tendons. ”

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

Feng Yifan saw that the five people had nothing to say, so he smiled and said, "I don't know how many people, especially my aunt, are satisfied with these five dishes tonight?

Su Lanxin didn't speak, but looked at the two people of the catering association, waiting for the two people to make a decision first.

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

After thinking for a long time, Lin Youqi opened his mouth and said to Su Jinrong: "Brother Su, you must admit that you, your son-in-law, are indeed worthy of being the person in charge of Su Ji." ”

Feng Yifan smiled and said: "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 more than 100-year-old plaque from being smashed." ”

Su Lanxin didn't say anything more, and after paying the money, she just said goodbye to Su Jinrong, and left in a 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 should not come to disturb us for a while, and we can be stable for a while." ”

Su Jinrong sat in a wheelchair, looked at his sister's back, nodded and did not speak.

At this moment, Feng Ruoruo's children came to the side of his father and grandfather, raised his little head and said angrily: "Dad, you made such a beautiful dish for the bad guy tonight, then you will also cook it for Ruoruo and grandparents, as well as mother and grandpa tomorrow." ”

Hearing his daughter's words, looking down at his daughter's puffing appearance, Feng Yifan hurriedly squatted down and said with a smile: "Okay, tomorrow Dad will also cook for Ruoruo, and make Ruoruo a better meal." ”

Feng Ruoruo's child smiled at this time, opened his arms and hugged his father, and said affectionately: "Dad is so good." ”