After talking to his apprentice, Feng Yifan asked his apprentice to give his phone to Su Liancheng.

"I know you are kind-hearted and know you really want to help Ruifeng win, but the method you used is wrong. Do you think Ruifeng can study how to cook beef in such a short few days? And cook delicious Wagyu beef cuisine, and also pair it with fried rice?"

When Su Liancheng heard this, he realized immediately that he might have used his strength in the wrong place.

Not to mention that Lin Ruifeng had no idea about the recipe he gave him.

Even if Su Liancheng gave him a complete set of recipes, Lin Ruifeng's current foundation is simply unable to cook Wagyu beef well, let alone combine Wagyu beef cuisine with fried rice?

This is obviously something that is seriously beyond the scope, and it cannot be accomplished by Lin Ruifeng's chef at this level now.

So Su Liancheng seemed to understand why Feng Yifan called and learned about the situation and immediately stopped Lin Ruifeng's own research.

This is not because a master does not support his disciple's own efforts, but because he knows his disciple very well as a master.

Feng Yifan knew very well that Lin Ruifeng was far from able to achieve the ability to create his own dishes.

So let Lin Ruifeng spend a lot of his thoughts on studying how to cook wagyu beef and how to combine wagyu beef with fried rice. This is actually a matter of putting the cart before the horse.

Perhaps in the end, Lin Ruifeng spent a lot of time and experience, but he could not fulfill the expectations he wanted to achieve. Instead, he would miss it, another opportunity to make him improve his cooking today.

Su Liancheng slowly figured out the key point and said to Feng Yifan on the other side of the phone: "Sorry, I was not considerate. I just thought about how to help Xiaolin, but I didn't consider it at all. I was negligent in the level of Xiaolin's cooking skills now."

Feng Yifan said seriously: "I know your thoughts very well. You can rest assured that we are still relatives and friends. Ruoxi and I will definitely recognize you as our elder brother. You really don't have to do so many things."

Although it was not explained directly, Su Liancheng naturally understood what Feng Yifan meant.

These words also made Su Liancheng feel a little ashamed.

He was indeed worried in his heart, and Feng Yifan still held a hatred for them in his heart, and might cut off contact in the future, or he would take the blame when there was a problem with Fujinglou.

So Su Liancheng tried every means to please Lin Ruifeng, and also wanted to establish a good relationship.

However, now hearing Feng Yifan say this, he felt relieved a lot.

Su Liancheng finally said: "Brother-in-law, if you have any needs in the future, please tell me, and I will do my best to help you."

Feng Yifan responded with a smile on the other side of the phone: "You really don't have to be so polite. The hatred between us has been resolved. Just do your own thing. Don't take other things seriously. As for you, this time, I would like to thank you very much as my master."

Su Liancheng said helplessly: "Actually, I didn't help him anything, but I almost helped him."

When Lin Ruifeng heard this, he couldn't help but say, "Master, it's really not that Brother Lian Cheng is the one I think. He is just helping me."

Feng Yifan continued: "Okay, your current task is to find a way to solve the problem of greasy fried rice. This is a question I have given you. You can solve that problem first. You don't have to take your win or lose with Ma Xiaolong's win or lose. I won't drive you away because of a win or lose."

When Su Liancheng heard Feng Yifan's words, he said to Lin Ruifeng, and quickly pressed his phone to hands-free, asking Lin Ruifeng to listen to the master's teachings together.

After hearing this, Lin Ruifeng said seriously: "I know Master."

Feng Yifan responded: "Okay, just know, work hard."

Then both parties said goodbye and hung up the phone.

Lin Ruifeng looked around and looked at the ingredients that Su Liancheng had prepared in the kitchen and some recipes he had found, and he also looked a little guilty.

Seeing this, Su Liancheng reached out and patted his shoulder without waiting for Lin Ruifeng to speak, and spoke first: "Don't feel guilty, it's like your master said, I have my purpose to help you. If you are not Feng Yifan's apprentice, it's not because Feng Yifan values ​​you, I won't help you.

So you don’t have to feel guilty, and you don’t have to be too grateful to me, because I have already obtained the results I want and the benefits I hope to get. You don’t owe me anything.”

Lin Ruifeng looked up at Su Liancheng. He did not expect Su Liancheng to speak so directly.

But after hearing such direct words, Lin Ruifeng instantly woke up and realized that in the adult world, there is nothing that can be paid without paying.

Su Liancheng was able to help like this, with the purpose of pleasing Feng Yifan, and then let Feng Yifan continue to help Fujinglou.

To put it bluntly, it is because Su Liancheng’s Fujing Tower now needs some of Feng Yifan’s dishes to support it.

So Su Liancheng spent all his money to invest in Lin Ruifeng and win over Lin Ruifeng to have a good impression of him. He hopes that Lin Ruifeng will help him speak more beautifully in front of Feng Yifan in the future.

Now, Feng Yifan called and stopped his apprentice's self-study.

Although Su Liancheng seemed to have helped, he was also blamed by Feng Yifan. In fact, if Feng Yifan received this affection in his heart, Su Liancheng would have achieved his goal.

Lin Ruifeng figured out these things and did not blame Su Liancheng for taking advantage of him.

"I still have to thank you Brother Lian Cheng. No matter whether you are for the sake of my master or not, you have mobilized so many resources these days just to let me learn these things. I am still very grateful to you. Of course, I can't make any promises now..."

Hearing this, Su Liancheng interrupted him: "No need to make any promises, I think maybe it would be better for us to maintain a friendship."

Lin Ruifeng was a little surprised, and then saw Su Liancheng extending his hand to him.

After hesitating a little, Lin Ruifeng also stretched out his hand and held Su Liancheng together, and the two became friends.

Lin Ruifeng helped to clean up the things, and then did not ask Su Liancheng to drive him, but rushed back to the ancient street by himself and went directly to Liu Wanhua's shop.

In Liu Wanhua's shop, Lin Ruifeng saw Shen Qingluo who was waiting anxiously.

Without any hesitation, he rushed in and hugged Shen Qingluo.

"I'm sorry, I'm not good these days. I should tell you my thoughts and what I'm doing. You shouldn't worry about me, and you shouldn't think about it. I think there's something wrong with our relationship. It's all my fault. I'm sorry."

Shen Qingluo was hugged like this, and when she heard Lin Ruifeng's words, she was stunned for a moment.

At this moment, such a hug seemed to drive away all the unhappiness in an instant.

Chen Qingluo slowly stretched out his hand, and then suddenly hugged Lin Ruifeng, and then she buried her head in Lin Ruifeng's arms, tears could no longer help but flow.

Lin Ruifeng noticed the person in his arms sobbing, and quickly asked: "What's wrong? I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, don't cry, I know I'm not good this time, Master has already said to me, I understand that I went astray myself, so it caused many bad consequences."

After a sob, Chen Qingluo waved his fist and hit Lin Ruifeng in the chest.

"You bastard, why didn't you tell me? Did I say I didn't let you study new recipes? Did I say I didn't let you learn those things by yourself? But why didn't you tell me?"

Seeing Chen Qingluo crying while continuing to hit his chest with his fist, Lin Ruifeng could only apologize very sincerely: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I didn't think so much. I just wanted to work hard alone and develop the cooking of walnut with fried rice."

Chen Qingluo heard this and asked, "Then you, have you developed the research?"

Lin Ruifeng smiled bitterly and said, "I originally wanted to study it, but my master called me and stopped it."

Chen Qingluo finally burst into tears and smiled: "You, you are really too stupid. Did you give up your own research because of your master's words?"

Lin Ruifeng said helplessly: "Because my master is right, I really haven't mastered the foundation yet, so I shouldn't study those dishes by myself. Those will only put me in the cart before the horse. In the end, I may not be able to learn anything well and I can't really master it."

At this time, Liu Wanhua couldn't help but say, "Well, Yifan is indeed a good teacher."

Chen Qingluo turned his head and looked at Liu Wanhua and asked, "Grandma Wanhua, do you think Xiaolin can't learn by herself?"

Liu Wanhua nodded and said, "Of course not. If you can really learn anything by yourself, why do you still have to become a disciple? And if cooking is considered art, then your own self-study can indeed inspire creativity, but if you don't even master the basics, you can't cook if you have any imaginations."

Chen Qingluo pouted and said, "Grandma, I think Xiaolin can try it."

Liu Wanhua shook her head: "No, I think Xiaolin should listen to her master. It is better to do the best things she knows now, and then try to go further and cook."

Lin Ruifeng also nodded and said, "Yes, Master said that to me, and Master assigned me a task to solve the problem of greasy fried rice."

Liu Wanhua continued: "Well, you know your master is right. This problem of greasyness is a problem of taste, and it can be regarded as a basic part of cooking. Although fried rice is simple, it is actually not that easy to really do the best."

Seeing Lin Ruifeng nodding in agreement, Liu Wanhua said again: "It seems like the fried pad in Cantonese cuisine. It seems very simple, but in fact, fried pad is a very test of a chef's skills. After eating it, there will be no excess oil left on the plate. That is the real kung fu."

Chen Qingluo thought for a while and said, "But Xiaolin made iron plate fried rice. If she controlled the oil, she would not be able to achieve the effect of fried rice."

Liu Wanhua nodded and said, "So this is the test of Xiaolin. How to improve it? To ensure that the fried rice is delicious and will not make people feel greasy after eating it?"

Chen Qingluo immediately said: "Actually, my aunt has already told us the answer. You can add some ground orange peels or lemon juice to the meat. Xiaolin can also try it, but it seems that Aunt Ruoxi didn't tell the dosage."

Liu Wanhua laughed: "Hahaha, this may be a test for Xiaolin."

Lin Ruifeng nodded and said, "Well, I understand, I will continue to try."

Liu Wanhua continued, "Okay, everyone is back. Let Qingluo accompany you today and study it together. At noon, I will go to eat with Chaodong and Cuifeng. Today we will all eat fried rice. Xiaolin, you must work hard."

When Chen Qingluo heard this, he said with some concern: "Grandma Wanhua, if you all eat fried rice, isn't it a bit embarrassing to Xiaolin? He didn't think of a good idea."

Liu Wanhua smiled and said, "Why are you making things difficult for him? His master told him all the methods. Now it depends on his own skills. Whether those methods can be blended with his fried rice is very good, so as to achieve an oily but not greasy and delicious."

Before Chen Qingluo could speak, Lin Ruifeng said this time: "No problem, I'll invite everyone to have fried rice at noon."

Chen Qingluo looked at Lin Ruifeng who agreed and was about to say something, but when she saw Lin Ruifeng's firm gaze, she swallowed the words to her mouth and said nothing more.

Then, Lin Ruifeng pulled Chen Qingluo and the two left Liu Wanhua's shop together.

When Liu Wanhua saw the two young people leaving, she felt as if she had seen the former self and Su Jinrong.

Inadvertently, Liu Wanhua began to miss Su Jinrong.

Lin Ruifeng pulled Chen Qingluo back to the Lin family shop, and after entering the door, he was about to start doing it.

However, he has not prepared some other things today, so he still needs to prepare everything else a little bit. After all, the business of the night market cannot be delayed.

Chen Qingluo followed Lin Ruifeng into the kitchen and stood in the kitchen to watch Lin Ruifeng busy. She felt a sense of satisfaction.

There is even an illusion that the lost things are back in your hands.

While Lin Ruifeng was busy, he would look up from time to time and look at Chen Qingluo. The inadvertent expression of love between the two young people also filled their hearts with sweetness. This sweet love in the kitchen further stimulated Lin Ruifeng's potential.

After preparing various ingredients, putting all the char siu, roast goose and roast duck into the oven.

Lin Ruifeng thought about some of the solutions his master told him, and seemed to have thought of a way to try.

Then he went to the refrigerator at home and searched out the oranges and lemons in the refrigerator.

Use a scraper to first peel off the orange peel, then spread the orange peel in a baking tray, put it in the oven to dry the moisture in the orange peel, and then grind all the dried orange peels into powder.

After doing all this, Lin Ruifeng took out the rice from the refrigerator and turned on the fire and started to fry the rice.

During the fried rice process, Lin Ruifeng added powder of orange peel, and the fried rice was slightly fragrant with the aroma of orange.

Because it was a try, Lin Ruifeng only fried a little bit and did not add other meat. He made a plain fried rice plate. He brought it to Chen Qingluo to taste the taste: "Come on, help me try it, is this possible?"

Chen Qingluo's expression was a bit complicated because she thought this fried rice was strange, but she still scooped up a spoon with a spoon and put it in her mouth to taste it.
Chapter completed!