After watching Su Liancheng leave, Su Jinrong slowly turned his head and looked into the small restaurant. Yu Guang saw his son-in-law walking towards the kitchen, and he was still full of confidence in keeping Su Ji's old plaque.

Su Jinrong had a little different idea about the sudden arrival of this nephew.

Was Su Lanxin sent it?

Deliberately come to inquire about Su Ji’s current craftsmanship?

Are you planning to find a way to find a way to Su Ji’s current craftsmanship?

Or do you want to see if Su Ji is no longer able to do it?

There were a lot of thoughts in his mind, and Su Jinrong was not very angry at this time, but was very calm.

After suffering a stroke, although Su Jinrong was unable to move and had difficulty speaking during this period, his brain was extremely active.

During this period, after continuous self-reflection, Su Jinrong also realized some of his problems.

Perhaps before Feng Yifan, the son-in-law, returned, Su Jinrong still had the desire to compete with his sister.

I feel resentment towards my sister, thinking that even if I sacrifice my life, I cannot let my sister get the old plaque passed down from my ancestors.

However, since Feng Yifan came back, the two and a half days have made Su Jinrong’s heart suddenly become much less hatred, and he watches his daughter and son-in-law busy every day.

Especially with the help of his son-in-law, Su Ji, a small restaurant that has been around for a long time, has not only resumed business.

Moreover, in addition to the original old diners, they also attracted many new diners, which really made Su Jinrong look at his son-in-law with some admiration.

What benefited Su Jinrong the most was the attitude of his son-in-law toward life now.

He is no longer the young boy who just pursues interests and is very utilitarian, and he reveals a sense of everyone's taste.

I can close in the most prosperous time period of the old street night market just to take my wife and daughter, and Su Jinrong, an old man who can't stand up, to visit the night market.

Just for this, Su Jinrong also believed that if it were him, he might not have been able to make up his mind to do it.

You know, Su Ji has just resumed business, and the night market is the best time for business in the old street today.

But Feng Yifan was able to keep money without making money, and closed directly with extraordinary willfulness, and then took the family out to visit the night market.

Su Jinrong suffered from a stroke, but he was not stupid. When he saw the smiles on his daughter and granddaughter's faces, he would feel much more refreshed. Last night, he thought about the past seriously for the first time in many years.

After thinking about it carefully, Su Jinrong suddenly realized that he had always thought that Feng Yifan was profit-oriented.

But why didn't he himself?

Last night, Su Jinrong was lying on the bed and recalling the past, and suddenly realized that the happiest time was when the family visited the night market together last night.

During most of Su Jinrong's other days of his life, he spent almost all his time in Su Ji's kitchen.

So after reflection last night, Su Jinrong suddenly seemed to have opened a knot in his heart.

Just now Su Jinrong saw his sister's son, and the other party bowed to him and leaned closer to call him "Brother".

Before, Su Jinrong might be very excited, but now he is very calm and just analyzes the other party’s true intention in his heart.

At the end of the analysis, Su Jinrong naturally remembered his son-in-law and what his nephew said before leaving. The corner of his stiff mouth was slightly pulled, and his heart was filled with trust in his son-in-law.

After Su Liancheng led his secretary out of the old street and got into the car, Su Liancheng directly warned the secretary who was driving.

"You are not allowed to tell my mother about coming to Suji for dinner when you go back."

The secretary naturally nodded and agreed: "Mr. Su, I know."

After pausing for a moment, the secretary couldn't help asking: "Mr. Su, your uncle's son-in-law, is his craft really as good as you said in a small restaurant?"

During the secretary's question, he obviously revealed that he was disbelief and was not so optimistic about Feng Yifan's craftsmanship.

Su Liancheng, who was sitting in the car, sighed and said, "I'm afraid the evaluation I gave is higher than the one I gave. My cousin's husband may be a real master."

The secretary was shocked when he heard this, and thought about it and asked in a low voice: "Can you say, better than..."

After saying a little, the secretary dared not say the next half.

But Su Liancheng knew the secretary's meaning and said seriously: "I can tell you responsibly that even if my father comes, the fried rice and Yifu noodles are definitely not comparable."

The secretary was completely shocked, but he knew very well that his father, Mr. Su, was the chef of a chain restaurant under the catering group.

It can be said that the selection and training of chefs in chain restaurants around the world, as well as the launch of every dish, were checked by Mr. Su's father.

The secretary also knew that Su Liancheng's father was said to be the senior brother of the boss Su Ji who had suffered a stroke.

He is a true teacher of Su Ji's former master and the top chef who participated in the state banquet.

But Su Liancheng actually said that even if his father came here in person, fried rice and Yifu noodles would definitely not be as good as the son-in-law who is now in Su Ji?

Seeing the secretary falling silent, Su Liancheng probably knew the secretary’s thoughts and said in a deep voice: “You must find it incredible? Or do you think I’m too exaggerating, right?”

The secretary did not hide it and nodded and said the truth: "Yes, Mr. Su, you really think your father can't compare to it?"

Su Liancheng smiled and said, "Do you know how the broken gold fried rice in our chain restaurants are fried?"

The secretary naturally shook his head because he was just Su Liancheng's personal secretary, and he had never entered the kitchen of a chain restaurant, nor had he learned fried rice.

Su Liancheng sighed before continuing: "The fried rice in our restaurant is fried eggs first, and then add rice to stir-fry. Because we can't control the degree of egg floes that seem to be solidified but not condensed, we can only shape the egg floes first."

The secretary felt a little dizzy when he heard this. In the eyes of the secretary, he always admired Mr. Su's family.

Su Liancheng's parents started from scratch and founded the current multinational catering group, with chain restaurants all over the world.

What impressed the secretary most was that Su Liancheng's father made some changes to the oriental dishes, making them rich in Eastern and Western beauty, and was comparable to Western dishes in terms of artistic beauty.

In the eyes of the secretary, Su Liancheng's father is a top chef, and there shouldn't be many competing in China.

But now after listening to Su Liancheng's comments on Feng Yifan, the secretary could not accept it. A chef who looked only in his thirties could surpass Su Liancheng's father in cooking.

Fortunately, Su Liancheng then added: "Although his fried rice and Yifu noodles are indeed amazing, these two things alone should not be enough to threaten us."

This sentence made the secretary feel much better and a smile filled his face again: "That's for sure, so Mr. Su, don't worry."

Su Liancheng did not respond, leaning against the back seat, closing his eyes to rest, as if he was still savoring the taste of the bowl of chicken soup Yifu noodles.

The secretary drove quietly to their real destination today, a very famous restaurant in Huaicheng and Fujinglou.
Chapter completed!