Tonight's four dishes can be said to have already convinced Su Lanxin and her group, including the Catering Association.

Especially Su Lanxin, perhaps she had the confidence to win the old plaque in the past, but now eating Feng Yifan's four dishes really made all her confidence in her heart defeated.

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

No matter how extreme a dish can be made with "color, fragrance, and spirit", it can make many people amazed by cooking skills.

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

If you can't impress the diners in terms of taste, then what a beautiful dish you make will eventually fail.

So perhaps for spectators, they will be attracted by various dazzling cooking skills, or their gorgeous shapes and shapes.

But as a chef who is in the industry, the only thing that can impress the industry is the taste.

Only taste can't deceive people.

Delicious is delicious.

Just like the four plates on the table today, everyone should have eaten them clean.

As younger generations, Tan Xueli and female secretary were even a little bit unsatisfied. After all, they could not compete with Su Lanxin and the other three.

Now, the four dishes have been finished, and the rest of the time is to look forward to the last dish.

Even though Tan Xueli may be extremely confident in her skills, she couldn't help but look forward to Feng Yifan's Wensi Tofu, thinking about what the last dish would taste like?

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

Put down the big soup bowl and then uncover the lid. At this moment, the people on the table next to him couldn't help but come over to see it.

In the clear soup, shredded tofu, shredded mushrooms, shredded green vegetables are mixed with the soup.

It really looks like a wonderful landscape painting.

"It's beautiful, it's really artistic."

"Wow, it's really Wensi Tofu. I've only seen it online. I've seen the real thing for the first time."

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

"The chef said that he hasn't made this dish for a long time, so the skill of cutting tofu shredded tofu is rusty. It's already amazing to cut it into this way."

"That's right, people didn't use the menu at all, which means they weren't very confident and didn't deceive customers."

"It's already amazing to cut this way. Although it's not ox-wool, the earliest Wensi tofu was the size of a matchstick, which is at least much thinner than a matchstick."

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Listening to the discussions of some diners around, Feng Yifan was calm and calm. He served a bowl for each of the five people on the table. He placed it in front of the five people and said, "I'm sorry, I haven't made this dish for too long, and the tofu shredded tofu cannot be done in place."

Lin Youqi gently fiddled with the spoon and said with a smile: "No need to 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 should have not practiced cutting the tofu for a long time. It is really amazing to cut it into this."

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

Feng Yifan smiled and made a gesture of invitation: "Thank you two for your praise, please taste it."

The five people scooped up a small spoon and put it in their mouths to taste it.

The next moment, the five people were almost the same. They never put down the spoon in their hands and ate a whole small bowl.

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

Jiang Zhongjian finally tasted it, 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 by Wensi tofu. Because the first four dishes are believed to be delicious, I improved it a little bit in the end."

At this point, Tan Xueli finally couldn't help asking: "Why does the taste of your soup have this sweet texture? And the soup is so clear, why do you feel very fresh after drinking it?"

Feng Yifan smiled slightly, did not answer, but said: "In fact, you don't have to stick to the inherent form of cooking, but you need to make appropriate adjustments based on actual conditions."

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 the answer, but she also knew very well that the huge gap between herself and Feng Yifan was a gap that she could not cross now.

That is, the ability to temporarily adjust a dish according to the combination of guests and the appetizers.

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

However, if the four dishes are presented one after another, there needs to be a certain blending. The order of each dish must be determined. What is more important is that the first dish cannot steal the popularity of the dishes behind.

With this combination, the last dish of Wensi tofu, which was originally extremely light, should not have been placed behind the head of the lotus leaf river clam lion.

Because the dishes in front were so amazing, the taste was full of deliciousness, while the Wensi tofu itself was very light.

However, Feng Yifan adjusted the taste of Wensi tofu, which made the soup dish perfectly come to an end, leaving a little aftertaste, which would make people think about this dish for a long time.

Tan Xueli really has to accept it, because no matter how proud she is, she really believes that she can't do all this.

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

When Su Lanxin saw the disciple's convincing and disappointed expression, she didn't say much. However, she turned to ask Feng Yifan: "I'm very curious, what is the peacock made of winter cold vegetables and the green vegetables with white frost?"

This time, Feng Yifan did not hide it and directly replied: "It's chicken paste."

Lin Youqi asked in surprise after hearing this: "Chicken puree? But why can't we even taste the taste of meat?"

Feng Yifan continued with a smile: "Because, I smashed the chicken into mud and jumped out of the tendons."

When the people present looked at each other in surprise after hearing this answer, they felt a little incredible, and the only thing left in their hearts was admiration.

Feng Yifan saw that the five people had nothing to say, and smiled and said, "I wonder if you, especially my aunt, are you satisfied with these five dishes tonight? Now I think I can take on the signboard of Su Ji?"

Su Lanxin did not speak, but looked at the two people in the catering association, waiting for the two people to make a decision first.

Lin Youqi and Jiang Zhongjian looked at each other, and they naturally learned that the brothers and sisters Su Jinrong and Su Lanxin were fighting for the old plaque. They originally wanted to support Su Lanxin, but now when Feng Yifan's five dishes were released, they hesitated.

After thinking for a long time, Lin Youqi spoke to Su Jinrong and said, "Brother Su, you must admit that you, your son-in-law, can really be regarded as the master of Su Ji."

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "I don't need to be the master of Su Ji. The master of Su Ji is still my father-in-law. I just help my father-in-law guard this Su Ji and use my passion for cooking to prevent Su Ji from smashing the plaque of more than a hundred years old."

Su Lanxin didn't say anything more later. After paying the money, she just said goodbye to Su Jinrong and left in a low 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 will not come to disturb us again for a while, we can be at peace for a while."

Su Jinrong sat in a wheelchair, looked at her sister's back away, and nodded without saying a word.

Just now, Feng Ruoruo came to his father and grandpa, raised his head and said angrily: "Dad, you have cooked such a good-looking dish for the bad guy tonight, so you will also cook it for Ruoru and grandpa, as well as your mother and grandpa tomorrow."

Hearing his daughter's words, he looked down at her angry look. Feng Yifan quickly squatted down and smiled and said, "Okay, my father will make it for Ruruo tomorrow, and make something better for Ruruo."

Only then did the child Feng Ruoruo smile, opened his arms and hugged his father, and said affectionately: "Dad is so nice."
Chapter completed!