Chapter 104： Be a leader

　　 The four dishes tonight can be said to have convinced Su Lanxin and his party, including the two of the Catering Association.

Especially Su Lanxin, maybe she was sure of winning back the old plaque in her heart before, but now she has eaten Feng Yifan's four dishes, which really defeated all the confidence in her heart.

These four dishes are not just a kind of transcendence in knives and skills, but a crushing of absolute taste.

Any dish, no matter how great the “color, fragrance, shape and meaning” can be done, how many people can be surprised by the skill of cooking.

But in the end, the key to this dish is the taste.

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

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 chef in the same industry, the only thing that can convince them is taste.

Only the taste can't deceive people.

Delicious is delicious.

is like the four plates on the table today, all should be cleaned by everyone.

As juniors, Tan Xueli and the female secretary, they even have a little bit of meaning, after all, they can't compete with Su Lanxin and the three of them.

Now that the four dishes have been eaten, the time left is to look forward to the last one.

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

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

put down the big soup bowl, and then lifted the lid. At this moment, the people on the table next to it couldn't help but look over.

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

is really like a wonderful landscape painting.

"Beautiful, it's so artistic."

"Wow, it's really Vance Tofu. I only saw it on the Internet. This is the first time I saw the real thing."

"Well, it seems that the tofu shreds are not very thin."

"Other chefs have said that he hasn't made this dish for a long time, so the skill of shredding tofu is unfamiliar. It is already very good to cut it into this way."

"That is, they did not have the menu, which shows that they are not very confident and did not deceive customers."

"It's already very good to cut this way. Although it's not a cow hair silk, but the earliest Vance Tofu is the thickness of a matchstick, which is at least a lot thinner than a matchstick."

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Listening to some diners around, Feng Yifan was also calm and composed, serving each of the five people on the table with a bowl. 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 lightly with a spoon, smiled and said, "Don't be humble, you are already very good."

Jiang Zhongjian also said: "Yes, I heard that you have just returned from abroad. It should have been a long time since you have practiced this tofu shredding. It is really amazing to be able to cut this tofu."

Tan Xueli next to Su Lanxin naturally didn't say much. Although she knew she could cut the tofu shreds more finely, the taste of the previous dishes already made her afraid to say more.

Feng Yifan smiled and made a please gesture: "Thank you for the two absurd praises, please have a taste."

Almost at the same time, five people scooped up a small spoonful and put it in the mouth to taste.

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

After eating up, Lin Youqi sighed and said to Feng Yifan with admiration: "It's really amazing. I didn't expect to have four such amazing dishes tonight. In the end, this Vince Tofu is still memorable. ."

Jiang Zhongjian took a final taste, looked at Feng Yifan and said, "Brother Feng, are you specially prepared for this soup?"

Feng Yifan nodded: "Yes, this soup is not the soup usually used for Vance Tofu, because the first four dishes are believed to be very delicious, so I made a little improvement on this last course of Vance Tofu as a finishing touch."

Tan Xueli finally couldn't help but ask: "Why is the taste of your soup so sweet? And the soup is so clear, why does it feel so fresh after drinking it?"

Feng Yifan smiled slightly, and did not answer, but just said: "In fact, cooking does not need to stick to the inherent form, but should make appropriate adjustments according to the actual situation."

Lin Youqi heard this and nodded earnestly and said, "Yes, Brother Su, you son-in-law can be called a master."

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

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

Like tonight, the first four dishes, each one can be said to be very amazing, maybe it is enough to take it out alone.

But four dishes are presented one after another, and a certain amount of reconciliation is required. The order of each dish must be determined, and more importantly, the first dish must not be able to grab the limelight from the latter dish.

With such a combination, the last dish of Vance Tofu, which was originally unusually light, shouldn't be placed behind the lion's head of the lotus leaf mussel.

Because the previous dishes are really amazing, the taste is also full of deliciousness, but Vance Tofu itself is very light.

However, Feng Yifan adjusted the taste of Vance Tofu, making this soup a perfect ending, and leaving a little aftertaste, which will make people think about this dish for a long time.

Tan Xueli really has to be convinced, because no matter how proud she is, she really thinks she can't do all of this.

How can you challenge others if you can’t do it yourself?

Su Lanxin saw the disciple's persuasive and disappointed expression, but didn't say much. But she turned her head and asked Feng Yifan: "I'm very curious, what is the peacock made of winter cold vegetables, and the green vegetables with hoarfrost?"

Feng Yifan did not hide this time, and directly replied: "It's chicken mash."

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

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

Hearing this answer, everyone in the room looked at each other, really feeling a little weird, and all that was left in their hearts was admiration.

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

Su Lanxin did not speak but looked at the two members of the Food and Beverage Association, waiting for the two 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 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 about it for a long time, Lin Youqi said to Su Jinrong: "Brother Su, you must admit that you, son-in-law, really deserve to be the head of Su Ji."

Feng Yifan listened and 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 to keep this Su Ji, and use my passion for cooking to prevent Su Ji from the more than one hundred years old plaque. Smash it."

Su Lanxin didn't say anything further. After paying the money, she just bid farewell 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 should not bother us for a while. We can be safe for a while."

Su Jinrong was sitting in a wheelchair, watching his sister go away, but also nodded and did not speak.

At this moment, the little friend Feng Ruoruo came next to his father and grandfather, raised his head and said in a loud voice: "Dad, you made such a good-looking dish for the bad guy tonight, then you will also give Ruoruo and grandpa and grandma tomorrow. Mom and grandpa will do it."

Hearing her daughter's words, looking down at her daughter's anger, Feng Yifan squatted down quickly and smiled and said, "Okay, tomorrow Dad will make Ruoruo too. Give Ruoruo a more delicious meal."

Feng Ruoruo smiled, put his arms around his father, and said affectionately: "Daddy is so nice."