After my daughter had eaten the fruit salad, she asked her daughter to play with the puppy and duck duck for a while. It was almost cooler. Feng Yifan asked everyone to prepare for lunch.

Ning Cheng also said goodbye with the bowl of eggplant.

The family sat down at the small square table under the persimmon tree, and Feng Yifan brought out the dishes one by one and arranged them.

Seeing all kinds of dishes, Feng Ruoruo was naturally very happy: "Oh, today my father has cooked a lot of delicious dishes."

When Su Ruoxi heard his daughter's words, she couldn't help but smile and asked, "You haven't eaten yet, do you know that the dishes your father cooks are delicious?"

Feng Ruoru turned his head to look at his mother, and said very seriously on his little face: "Mom, the dishes cooked by dad are delicious."

Su Ruoxi continued: "That's not necessarily true. Before we eat it, we can't say that what dad made must be delicious. We have to say it after we have eaten it."

Seeing that her mother disagreed with her, Feng Ruoruo's mouth suddenly pouted and her cheeks were still bulging.

Seeing her daughter's appearance, Su Ruoxi reached out and poked her angry little cheeks and said, "Yuyouyou, Ruoruo is still angry? What's wrong? Mom can't say it anymore, right? Is what my mother said wrong? Before we eat, can't we just say it's delicious?"

Feng Ruoruo pouted and said, "But my father's food is delicious if you don't have to eat it."

Su Ruoxi asked with a smile: "If you don't eat it, how do you know it's delicious?"

Feng Ruoru said to his mother seriously: "Because the dishes that dad cooks are cooked according to Ruoru's favorite, so Ruoru thinks they must be delicious."

Su Ruoxi asked again: "It is made according to Ruoruo's taste. Ruoruo thinks it tastes good, and we may not necessarily think it tastes good."

Feng Ruoru thought for a while and continued to say seriously: "Every time Ruoru likes to eat, my mother will eat a lot. There are also grandparents, grandpa, and many other people who like Ruoruo very much, so everyone will definitely like what Ruoru likes."

I have to say that Feng Ruoruo's perfect logical explanation really made Su Ruoxi speechless.

After a moment of stunned , Su Ruoxi smiled helplessly and gently pinched her daughter's face : "Okay, our little mouth is getting more and more good at speaking , OK , just think Ruo Ruo won , let's have a meal ."

The whole family didn't move their chopsticks, and they were watching the mother and mother argue, thinking it was a very interesting scene.

When he heard Su Ruoxi say to eat, Lu Cuiling quickly said, "Yes, we will know whether it is delicious when we eat."

Feng Ruoruo listened to grandma's words and said seriously: "It's delicious, it's delicious made by dad."

Lu Cuiling could only smile and said, "Okay, delicious, let's eat it quickly. If you don't eat such a delicious dish, it will cool down in a while."

Then the family started to eat with chopsticks, and Feng Yifan also specially recommended eggplant to his family.

"Everyone has tried this, it's my improved eggplant. How does it taste like?"

I heard Feng Yifan say that a dish on the table that looked like diced chicken with sauce turned out to be the legendary eggplant, which made everyone very curious.

Feng Ruoruo also stretched his head to see, but the little girl didn't know what the eggplant was?

Then the little girl turned her head and looked at the grandparents, grandpa and mother next to her, and found that they all seemed to know what the father said was the eggplant. Feng Ruoruo was even more curious.

"Dad, dad, what is this eggplant?"

Feng Yifan responded to his daughter with a smile: "The eggplant is the name of this dish. This dish is called eggplant."

Feng Ruoruo continued to ask, "Then is this dish made from eggplant?"

Feng Yifan nodded: "Yes, it's made of eggplant, you can try it when you come to Ruoruo."

As he said that, Feng Yifan used a clean male spoon and scooped a spoon for his daughter to put it in her small bowl so that his daughter could taste the taste.

The rest of the family also used public spoons to scoop a small spoon.

Then everyone picked up the little dicks and tasted them one by one.

After eating it, I immediately realized the taste of eggplant but not eggplant.

At the same time, what makes everyone feel very fragrant is that the flavor of the chicken and chicken oil in the whole dish really tastes very delicious.

After tasting it, Feng Jiandong first said, "Well, this is a great dish."

When Feng Ruoruo heard this, he immediately said, "Grandpa, you can't drink."

Feng Jiandong laughed when he heard this: "Okay, Ruruo doesn't let you drink, then grandpa won't drink."

Su Ruoxi smiled and said to her daughter: "It's okay. Grandpa and grandpa can drink a little less. It doesn't matter if they only drink a little bit of wine, right?"

Feng Ruoruo's mouth suddenly pouted when he heard his mother's words. It was obvious that the little girl didn't like to see her grandfather drinking.

Seeing this, Feng Jiandong smiled and said, "I won't drink anymore. We all listen to Ruoruo and don't drink."

Lu Cuiling ate several bites in a row and couldn't help but say, "Well, this dish is really delicious and tastes very refreshing. I thought it would have a strong sauce flavor, but it tasted less salty. Son, your dish is really good."

Feng Yifan smiled with satisfaction: "Of course, I have been studying this dish for a long time."

Su Ruoxi took a few bites and asked, "Is your method different from that in the book?"

Su Ruoxi has also read the book "Dream of Red Mansions". Su Ruoxi has also studied some of the dishes in it, but she is not a cook after all, so she has never made it herself.

Today, my husband made the most famous "Eggplant" and Su Ruoxi felt very special.

Feng Yifan nodded and replied: "Yes, I didn't exactly follow the book."

Su Jinrong said at this time: "Yifan has improved it. After all, it is a bit too luxurious and not something that ordinary people can do. The complicated process of steaming and drying in nine days may have to wait for several months if you want to eat it."

Feng Yifan briefly explained his improved approach to everyone.

Listening to Feng Yifan's way of cooking and tasting such an eggplant at the same time, it really makes people feel that it has a unique flavor.

Lu Cuiling finally said: "Well, this dish will be reopened in the future. It can be used as a dish for your Su Ji, and it will definitely receive unanimous praise from many people."

Su Ruoxi also agreed: "Yes, this dish is placed in Su Ji, you can't make it for Fujinglou this time."

Feng Yifan was a little surprised by his wife's words, but then he couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha……"

Seeing her husband laughing without any concealment, Su Ruoxi couldn't help but say, "Why are you laughing at? Tell me about you, I gave Fujinglou a few dishes of Red House dishes last time, but what happened? Now that Fujinglou's reputation has gone out, many people who go to Huaicheng to have a meal at Fujinglou and taste the original flavor of Red House dishes.

But the renovation of the ancient street has not yet ended, and it still takes time for Suji to reopen. When we go back and reopen, we have formed a fixed mindset. When we go to Huaicheng, we will only go to Fujinglou. What are you trying to do?"

Feng Yifan stopped laughing when his wife said this, and reached out to his daughter to hold his wife's hand.

"Don't worry, our Suji and Fujinglou have different positionings, so don't worry that our business will be snatched away by Fujinglou in the future. The diners we face may not be a group of people in the future."

When Su Ruoxi heard her husband say this, she couldn't help but feel a little strange.

Why do you say that if you have different positionings, you will not have a group of diners in the future?

Su Jinrong explained: "Yifan is right. In the future, we will be exquisite private kitchens and diners who need exquisite taste, while Fujinglou will be more popular, or Fujinglou is a door-face in Huaicheng, and Suji is just Suji."

Lu Cuiling was also a little puzzled when she heard this: "In-law, don't you want Su Ji to become the signature of Huaicheng Food?"

From the perspective of businessmen, Lu Cuiling has become a symbol of Huaicheng cuisine, so that Su Ji's business will become more popular, attract more people, and further spread its reputation, so that Su Ji's business can be better and earn more money.

So Lu Cuiling didn't understand very well, why was the in-laws willing to make Fujinglou a representative of Huaicheng food? Instead of Su Ji?

Feng Jiandong pondered for a moment, but he understood the thoughts of his in-laws and son.

"Well, my in-laws mean that Su Ji doesn't have to cater to the public, but to create a unique feature of Su Ji, targeting diners, not those who want to come to Su Ji for a full meal, but those who hope to taste traditional food in Su Ji and understand our own food culture."

After being said this by his father, Feng Yifan smiled and nodded: "Well, dad is right. These are some of my ideas and dad's ideas, which are considered to inherit the will of those seniors of Su Ji."

Su Ruoxi continued, "So, will you still teach this eggplant to Fujinglou?"

Seeing that his wife was still very entangled, Feng Yifan smiled and said, "I will definitely not teach Fujinglou how to make this eggplant. After all, this is my original creation after improvement. However, I can give Fujinglou some other methods, which can be considered as a way for everyone to taste."

Su Ruoxi said: "If they want to eat, can't they come to our Su Ji to eat?"

Su Jinrong smiled and said to his daughter: "Su Ji wants to make dishes belonging to Su Ji. After all, eggplant is the dish at the Red Chamber Banquet."

After being told by his father, Su Ruoxi immediately understood.

Yes, Su Ji naturally wants to make dishes that belong to Su Ji, instead of replicating the dishes of the predecessors. So if such a dish of eggplant is to be put on Su Ji, you must use the improved version of Su Ji, instead of completely replicating the version in the Dream of Red Mansions book.

In this way, Su Ruoxi understood.

She learned what her father and husband thought.

The two of them hope that Su Ji has their own unique characteristics. Every diner who comes to Su Ji comes for the unique taste of Su Ji, which allows diners to appreciate the taste of Su Ji.

And if this taste is only available in Su Ji, it is not a taste that is found in popular restaurants.

In this way, it is worthy of the word "Food Flavor" on the old plaque of the Su family's ancestors.

While grandparents and grandparents were chatting with their parents, Feng Ruoruo had already eaten a lot by himself.

The little girl doesn’t care what the adults say. She just needs to eat the dishes made by her father. Because the dishes made by her father are the most delicious, Ruoru likes to eat her father’s dishes.

When the adults finished their discussion, they saw that Feng Ruoruo had eaten a lot by himself.

Su Ruoxi smiled and grabbed her daughter and said, "We just said that we let Ruo Ruo eat a lot by himself. Let us eat quickly, otherwise Ruo Ruo will finish eating."

Feng Ruoru heard his mother's words and turned his head to look at her mother and said, "Mom, Ruoru hasn't finished eating. Ruoruo has it for grandpa, grandpa and grandma and parents. Don't always talk. You should have a good meal when eating. You keep saying that you won't have a good meal."

Lu Cuiling laughed and said, "Yes, our little baby Ruoruo is right. We should not always talk and have a good meal."

In the following time, the whole family began to eat seriously.

Feng Yifan's dishes can still satisfy the whole family.

Moreover, whether it is his father-in-law or his parents, he can taste his careful cooking and his love for the whole family from every dish of Feng Yifan.

After lunch, Feng Ruoruo went to take a nap with his grandmother.

Su Ruoxi directly took her husband to wash dishes together. In fact, she wanted to ask about Lin Ruifeng's competition.
To be continued...