Chapter 581： Going to fight for No. 1

Uncovering the buckle on the plate, there are two very exquisite dishes displayed in front of everyone, one is crispy duck rolls, and the other is vinegared winter squash.

Among them, the vinegared winter squash was made by Feng Yifan for his family at noon, and all the family members did not find it amazing.

But the Yue family, who did not come at noon, were surprised to see the thin slices of winter squash.

Yue Qingsong's mother said: "Wow, can this winter squash be cut so thin?"

Qi Yan said, "Mom, did you not watch the knife skills shown by Brother Yifan on TV before? It can cut to such a thin slice."

Yue Qihao said quickly: "Yes, right, Uncle Feng can cut so thin and so thin."

The other dish made everyone feel even more amazing.

The crispy duck meat rolls are similar to what Feng Yifan made for his father-in-law before. The duck meat is wrapped in duck skin.

But now Feng Yifan is doing something more delicate. He trims the duck rolls one by one, so it looks like each one is the same size, and the corners are smoothed by him. In the duck skin rolls, in addition to duck meat, there are some vegetable collocations.

The key small rolls looked small and exquisite, just like Feng Ruoruo had eaten before, and they looked like one bite at a time.

After Feng Yifan's platting, the crispy duck meat rolls were arranged like birds on the branches.

Paired with a phoenix he carved with carrots, it instantly became a scene of birds facing the phoenix.

If you look closely, you will see the little birds that are made of crispy duck meat rolls. The wings and body are all smeared with sauce.

Seeing that everyone was watching, Feng Ruoruo quickly urged everyone to say: "Don't watch it, everyone hurry up and eat. Dad made this very delicious one, hurry up and eat it."

Hearing Feng Ruoruo’s words, Lu Cuiling returned to her senses and smiled and said, “Yes, our little Ruoruo baby is right, we have to eat quickly, and don’t let Ruoruo’s father give us meticulously cooked dishes. Come, let us all taste it."

With the greetings of Feng Ruoruo's children and grandma, everyone moved their chopsticks to pick up the dishes and taste them.

Yue Qihao had long been curious about the crispy duck meat rolls. When the elders had moved their chopsticks, he couldn't wait to pick up a piece.

When it was really clamped, the boy realized that the duck roll was really very small, only the size of a bite.

The boy put it in front of his nose and smelled it, and he could clearly smell the scent of duck fat.

It has a simple oily scent, but there is some delicate scent in it, which neutralizes the greasy taste, so it does not smell very pungent and greasy.

Seeing her son smelling, Qi Yan smiled and said, "What are you smelling there? Hurry up and try it."

After listening to his mother, Yue Qihao put the crispy duck rolls picked up by his chopsticks into his mouth.

With a light bite of his teeth, the crispy skin seemed to burst instantly in his mouth.

Click.

A very crisp sound rang in the mouth.

And immediately afterwards, the puff pastry is filled with soft and waxy meat, with the fragrance of some vegetables, which exudes a very strange compound taste in the mouth.

Of course, for a child like Yue Qihao, there are not so many delicate words in his mind.

After he ate it, he felt that this dish was really delicious, and after eating it, it was really like what his sister said, and he wanted to continue to eat a lot of things.

Yue Qihao's grandmother picked up some vinegared winter squash and put some in the mouth with chopsticks. The entrance first had a sour taste, but it was not the kind of sour nose. This acid tastes just right for the elderly, and after chewing the crispy winter squash slices, this dish is really refreshing.

At the same time, after eating for a while, the old man still tasted a little bit of meat in it.

Feng Jiandong said at this time: "Well, this vinegared winter squash at night does not taste the same as when we ate it at noon."

Su Jinrong then explained to everyone: "Because Yifan uses duck fat for cooking at night."

Then, Su Jinrong tapped the plate with his public chopsticks again, showing that there was a little soup base left on the plate.

A little bit of meat residue remained in the bottom soup on the plate, and it was obvious that Feng Yifan had deliberately added it.

Su Jinrong smiled and said, "This may be the secret. A little bit of meat residue is added to make this vinegar and winter squash taste so slightly meaty."

Grandma Yue Qihao said: "Yes, it is meaty. I thought I had the wrong taste."

As everyone was talking, Feng Yifan presented the next dish to everyone.

This time it is a platter specially made of duck feet and wings, and it is also paired with some sauces to form a fluttering bird.

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "This is a platter of duck feet and wings. I specially added duck feet and wings."

Su Jinrong said at this time: "Yifan, I think your two appetizers can actually be combined."

Feng Yifan stopped and looked at his father-in-law with some surprise.

The latter continued: "If you roll this little crispy duck meat, add this vinegared winter squash slices, and eat together like this."

While talking, Su Jinrong rolled up one by himself and rolled up a duck roll with winter squash slices.

As Su Jinrong put the rolled up in his mouth, he chewed carefully while a look of enjoyment appeared on his face.

After eating, he recalled and said, "Well, it's really a great taste."

Seeing how grandpa eats, Feng Ruoruo quickly stepped down from her position and ran to her grandpa's side quickly: "Grandpa, grandpa, you can make them for Ruoruo, and Ruoruo should eat like that."

Su Jinrong smiled and promised: "Okay, also get our Ruoruo something to eat."

Then Su Jinrong started to roll up a meal for the little granddaughter.

Feng Ruoruo ate it and found that it was really delicious. The outer layer was sour and crunchy, and the inside was crispy with soft and juicy meat. The little girl was very satisfied with it.

"It's great, grandpa's eating is really good."

Everyone also learnt something, including Feng Yifan who also learned how his father-in-law eats.

After taking it in his mouth, Feng Yifan's eyes suddenly lit up. He had some things he couldn't figure out, but he seemed to have figured it out at this moment, and finally knew what the previous crispy duck rolls lacked.

In fact, although Feng Yifan added some vegetables and made a sauce with vegetables.

But what the crispy duck rolls really lack is not the taste of vegetables, but a crispy taste of vegetables.

Now the thin slices of vinegar and winter squash are rolled outside, just to make up for the lack of taste.

The sour and crispy winter squash slices, paired with the duck meat wrapped in crispy duck skin, really removes the greasiness in an instant, leaving a very simple taste.

After Feng Yifan finished eating, he looked at his father-in-law and said, "Dad, you have a great idea."

Su Jinrong smiled and said: "In the eyes of many people, our Chinese food must be heavy and greasy, but in fact Chinese food is not only greasy. We also have our way to eliminate the greasy taste. So Yifan, you must think more. To change everyone’s inherent understanding."

Feng Yifan nodded: "Yes, Dad, I understand."

What the father-in-law said was Feng Yifan's own direction, and he had been working hard in that direction.

To change everyone's inherent understanding of Chinese food, it is necessary to make more high-end Chinese food.

Let Chinese food go abroad and truly face the world.

Su Jinrong waited for his son-in-law to stand there thinking for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay, shouldn't it be time to serve the next dishes? We are all waiting."

Feng Yifan returned to his senses and smiled and nodded: "Well, I'll come to the next dishes soon."

Next, Feng Yifan made a stuffed bazhen from various duck innards, and made a cashew duck recipe with duck breast meat, and cooked fried diced pork with duck leg.

It can be said that such a full duck feast is really eye-opening for everyone.

Yue Qingsong’s mother tasted each dish, and she couldn’t help sighing: “Yifan is really amazing. A duck can make so many dishes, and every dish is so delicious. This meal is really satisfying. ."

Qi Yan also said: "It's really amazing. Every dish doesn't seem to taste so strong, but it tastes great."

Hearing everyone's praise, Feng Yifan responded with a smile: "Thank you for your praise. If you like it, it shows that my research and development this time is quite successful."

Su Jinrong nodded and said, "Well, your research and development this time is indeed very successful. You have made good use of the Suzao Soup. The duck made from the Suzao Soup is presented in other ways. The taste is really great. You should also have a direction for the recipe of Suzao Soup."

Feng Yifan nodded: "Well, I have a direction, but I still need to try again and again."

Feng Ruoruo immediately couldn't help saying: "Go on, Dad, Ruoruo will support you."

Feng Yifan responded with a smile to his daughter: "Okay, thank Ruoruo."

Qi Yan asked a little strangely: "Brother Yifan, I think your cooking has been done very well. Why do you not seem to be very confident of yourself when you talk to Uncle Rong?"

Facing this problem, Feng Yifan fell into contemplation for a while.

In fact, if you really say that in his previous life, he has indeed become the world's top chef, and he has even been hailed as the "God of Cooking" by the media.

But really, Feng Yifan in his previous life was not really immersed in Chinese dishes.

Some of his innovative dishes are mostly Western-style, and they are Western-style meals with Chinese elements.

So now that Feng Yifan got the formula passed down from his father-in-law's family, his thinking has changed a bit.

Continuing the path of the previous life will obviously be a very easy shortcut, but it is not challenging for individuals.

So now, Feng Yifan's idea is to challenge the traditional Chinese cuisine and integrate Western-style cooking.

In other words, it is necessary to add western elements to Chinese food instead of adding Chinese elements to western food.

He wants to better carry forward and promote Chinese cuisine by integrating Western style into Chinese cuisine.

It still follows the traditional Chinese cuisine taste and cooking, incorporates western cooking techniques, and adds some western seasoning elements to it, thus completing an innovative method. And to promote Chinese cuisine, let the world see the beauty of the essence of Chinese cuisine.

With this in mind, Feng Yifan replied to Qi Yan: "I am not unconfident, but more rigorous. Whether each dish can really be used for business requires many attempts."

Hearing this, Yue Qihao couldn't help asking: "Uncle Feng, isn't it possible to sell it to others as long as it is delicious?"

Feng Yifan shook his head: "No, a menu is purely for family members. It may not require such high requirements. It only needs to be delicious. But if you want to sell it to diners, because diners are for the consumption of this dish, then you should strive for perfection. Let the diners get a kind of pleasure and satisfaction through the deliciousness of this dish."

Upon hearing this, Yue Qihao said in surprise: "Wow, that seems to be very difficult."

Grandma said to him at this moment: "Now you understand? No matter what you do, it is not so easy to succeed. If you want to become a chef like your Uncle Feng, you have to work harder than others. Can finally achieve success beyond others."

Yue Qihao thought for a while and said, "I know that grandma, like me studying, has to work harder than others."

Su Ruoxi laughed when she heard it: "It seems that Haohao is a child who loves to learn."

The boy's grandmother was naturally not stingy, and praised: "Well, in the final exam last semester, he took one second in the class."

Yue Qihao said immediately: "Grandma, don't say the second thing."

Su Ruoxi hurriedly said: "The second is already very good. Our family Ruoruo didn't get the second one in the kindergarten this semester. Ruoruo, you have to learn from your brother."

Feng Ruoruo immediately got into her mother's arms after hearing this: "Mom, don't say, if you don't get enough small red flowers, you can say, Ruoruo is not happy."

Yue Qihao looked unconvinced and said, "Auntie, secondly, I'm not good enough."

Lu Cuiling smiled and said: "Okay, in fact, second is already very good, and it's great to be able to maintain second."

The grandparents at the scene basically think that the second is the best, and they encourage Yue Qihao to continue to keep it. They think it is great to keep the second place When the grandparents have finished speaking, Feng Yifan is here. Then he said: "Well, I think the second is really not enough. Haohao, you should continue to work hard to get the first place next time. Uncle doesn't want you to stay in the second. I hope you can strive for the first place. Come on."

Originally, listening to the grandparents all said so, it made Yue Qihao feel that the second is indeed good.

But now that after listening to Feng Yifan's words, he gave him an encouragement and reaffirmed Yue Qihao's idea of ​​trying to be the first.

Feng Yifan went on to say: "Haohao, you have to remember that the one that will be mentioned and remembered by everyone is definitely the number one. The number two may not be bad anymore, but it is far from the best."

Everyone was a little surprised, but did not expect Feng Yifan to say such a thing to the children.

And he went on to say to his daughter: "If you also want to remember, no matter what you do, you must work hard 100%. You must strive to be the first. You cannot be satisfied just because you are second."

If Feng Ruo doesn't understand Dad's words very well, but the little girl still knows that she has to work hard to become the number one, so she smiled and nodded and promised: "Okay, Ruoruo will definitely get first."

Yue Qihao followed and said, "Good Uncle Feng, I will definitely try my best to get the first place next time."

The two children agreed neatly, and Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Okay, then reward our two children to eat a piece of duck meat each."

Speaking of using public chopsticks to give the children a cashew duck square.

Under the persimmon tree in the small courtyard of Feng's family, this dinner is still a joyful meal, and under the guidance of Feng Yifan, a seed of hard work was buried in the hearts of the two children invisibly.