After talking to his mother, Feng Yifan chatted with his wife for a while.

"Are you okay at home? Don't always think that you can't bother your parents. Your parents' health is OK now. Tell your parents if you have any needs and don't endure any discomfort."

"I know, are you used to taking care of your daughter? Why do you talk to me and also act like a parent?"

"No, don't I care about you? I thought it would be great if everyone could come together."

When Su Ruoxi heard this, she was a little angry and said, "You are so embarrassed to say it? Isn't this blame for you?"

Feng Yifan quickly smiled and said, "Yes, yes, it's all my fault. My husband is not good. Take good care of yourself. When your husband comes home, you will make delicious food for you."

Su Ruoxi asked again: "Have you found your dim sum master?"

Feng Yifan nodded and said, "Well, I met today, but it may not be finalized yet. I still need to make a snack later to convince them."

Su Ruoxi immediately said, "Are you so arrogant? You dare to be so arrogant in front of my husband. Humph, no, you took Ruoruo and Feifei and came back. Without them, our family can't do business?"

After hearing his wife's words, Feng Yifan immediately laughed: "It's right. Since my wife has spoken, let's leave them alone. No hurry anyway. After receiving Feifei, I will take Ruruo and the others to have fun and wait for those two guys to come to ask us for help."

Su Ruoxi also laughed so hard: "Hahaha, yes, that's it."

After the couple talked happily, Su Ruoxi took her cell phone and returned to her room, and then muttered aggrievedly: "Husband, I miss you, I want you to come back and hold me to sleep."

Feng Yifan also said quickly: "Wife, I miss you too, otherwise I will take Ruoruo back so that I can sleep with my wife."

Su Ruoxi said again: "Then don't want it. You promised Ruoruo to take her and Xixi to pick up Feifei."

Feng Yifan said: "Then after I pick up Feifei, I will take the children back?"

Su Ruoxi said: "No, you have to take the children to have fun. When they come back, they have to go to kindergarten. And don't forget that after the three of them come back, they will have to go to Teacher Guo for dance classes. There will be very little time to go out to play in the future."

Feng Yifan was a little helpless: "Oh, it's so hard for the children."

Su Ruoxi said: "At that time, husband, you will not be even harder. You have to be busy in the restaurant every day and take care of Ruoruo and me. Husband, you are really hard."

Feng Yifan's lips raised slightly and responded with a smile: "Honey, don't feel it's hard. My husband likes to take care of you and Ruoruo like this, and love you."

Su Ruoxi kissed on the other side of the phone and said, "Well, I love your husband too."

Then Su Ruoxi asked Feng Yifan to sing a song to coax her to sleep.

Feng Yifan also spoke out without caring about Shi Jiahui's room.

He almost sang Shi Jiahui so much that he escaped from the room.

As a result, after singing, Su Ruoxi said there: "Well, my husband sings well. Husband will take a break early. I'll go to bed first, good night."

The phone finally hung up there, and Su Ruoxi also lay down to sleep with happiness on her face.

Shi Jiahui looked at Feng Yifan putting down his phone, stood up and said, "Oh, I can't stand it anymore. If you two chat for a while, I will really have nightmares when I sleep tonight."

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Senior Sister, this is wrong. Although your brother-in-law is not here, you can't be so jealous of Ruoxi and me."

When Shi Jiahui heard this, she immediately said annoyedly: "I am jealous of you two? Okay, okay, go back to bed quickly, I'm going to bed too, go away quickly, I can't afford you here."

Finally, driven away by Shi Jiahui's joke, Feng Yifan did not leave directly, but sat down instead.

Seeing Feng Yifan sit down, Shi Jiahui was still a little surprised: "What else do you have?"

Feng Yifan said very seriously this time: "Sister Sister, don't you know what you will feel after eating the banquet on the yacht tonight?"

Asked by this sentence, Shi Jiahui was stunned for a moment, and then she slowly sat down.

I began to recall the dinner on the yacht tonight, especially the whole set of dishes made with domestic river ingredients that Rodney offered.

Shi Jiahui became serious and after carefully recalling the dishes tonight, she quickly felt the pressure.

After a while of silence, Shi Jiahui finally spoke, "I can feel the pressure."

Feng Yifan looked at the senior sister, then nodded and said, "Indeed, I think tonight, senior sister, you should understand that the gap between some domestic chefs and foreign chefs is that in terms of dish innovation, the country can be said to be too behind."

Shi Jiahui nodded in recognition: "Indeed, most of our domestic chefs have always been sticking to what our ancestors have passed down, and few people will change and innovate some dishes based on the changes of the times today."

Feng Yifan added: "And even if there are many things passed down by our ancestors, many domestic chefs may not be able to master them well. They often learn some fur and start to try them all by themselves, and use some stimulating taste to cover up their own shortcomings in cooking methods."

Shi Jiahui looked at Feng Yifan, and she knew very well that Feng Yifan's words were incisive.

Nowadays, most places in China cook with oil, salt and spicy food. This very heavy-tasting and stimulating taste covers up the chef's lack of cooking ability.

At the same time, it has also led to the level of many domestic chefs becoming lower and lower.

Even traditional dishes can no longer be prepared, so what are the innovations to talk about?

Shi Jiahui had some ideas before, but because she has been in China, she has not been exposed to some truly top restaurants abroad and the skills of top chefs. So her feelings are not very intuitive.

After all, most of the dishes cooked by star-rated restaurants in China are menus customized by others.

There are not many innovations, let alone the ability to utilize some local ingredients.

Today is different. Shi Jiahui saw that a top Samsung restaurant chef who made good use of domestic ingredients and created a complete set of dishes, which really opened Shi Jiahui's eyes.

Perhaps there are many shortcomings, such as many places pointed out by Feng Yifan.

But such a bold attempt by others is also a kind of courage and sufficient confidence in their own craftsmanship.

Seeing Shi Jiahui's brows getting tighter and tighter, Feng Yifan finally said, "Sister Sister, don't be nervous. We, Su Ji, will not come to Shanghai for the time being, so we don't have to face the impact of top restaurants like Perrvonce. Of course, we still have our advantages."

Shi Jiahui looked at Feng Yifan, her eyes clearly as if she was saying "Where is the advantage?"

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "For example, we know the tastes of domestic people better, and our cooking is more in line with the tastes of the domestic public. For example, we can hold banquets that are familiar to everyone in China, but restaurants like Perrvonce cannot hold banquets like us."

After hearing this, Shi Jiahui thought about it and it seemed that this was indeed the case.

Feng Yifan said again: "We don't have to imitate others, we just need to stick to our own characteristics."

Shi Jiahui thought for a while and asked, "So you will continue to sell various topping noodles at noon?"

Feng Yifan nodded.

Shi Jiahui asked again: "You will also take on some banquets?"

Feng Yifan nodded again.

Shi Jiahui asked again: "So Su Zaiyan, will you use the most traditional method?"

Feng Yifan did not nod this time: "Su Zaoyan, I will make some improvements. It is not to use Western-style practices, but to learn from them to better highlight the characteristics of Su Zaoyan and make the rich taste of Su Zaoyan better utilize."

This time it was Shi Jiahui's turn to nod, and she agreed with Feng Yifan's approach.

Complete Western style is naturally undesirable.

But some Western cuisine cooking techniques can still be used as reference.

Shi Jiahui said seriously: "Then I also have to work hard to improve myself so that I can better adapt to the needs of Su Ji in the future. We must build Su Ji to a level equivalent to Samsung."

Feng Yifan shook his head and said, "No, we want Su Ji to surpass Samsung."

Shi Jiahui was stunned. She felt a question in her heart, "Impossible, right?", but she didn't say it.

Feng Yifan seemed to guess and said with a smile: "Nothing is impossible. Samsung is just a rating from a relatively well-known foreign organization. There are many similar ratings abroad. We don't have to equate them. We have to make our own top cooking."

These words really made Shi Jiahui feel a little excited.

Being able to create one of your own set of ratings and independently outside of the food ratings abroad is indeed a great prospect for any chef in China.

Perhaps Shi Jiahui could not believe this when others said this.

But facing Feng Yifan, Shi Jiahui believed that he could do this.

Feng Yifan chatted with his senior sister for a while, and then he was talking about some directions of Suji Restaurant in the future, as well as some things that can be learned from foreign restaurants.

Shi Jiahui further gained some insights while chatting with Feng Yifan.

She found that her vision was somewhat limited in the past.

After chatting with Feng Yifan, my horizons suddenly opened up a lot.

Many things are no longer limited to one point, but will broaden your horizons, relax some of your ideas, and work hard in a higher direction.

After talking to the senior sister for a long time, after probably determining some directions for Su Ji, Feng Yifan got up and said goodbye and left.

After walking out of the senior sister's room, Feng Yifan returned to his room.

The room was very cool and my daughter was sleeping well in the bed.

Feng Yifan took a shower and then fell asleep on the bed next to him, thinking about how to achieve many of the next goals one by one?

Before he knew it, Feng Yifan fell asleep.

In a daze, a pair of small hands were slapping their faces.

Then, before Feng Yifan opened his eyes, a heavy object was pressed on his body.

Then when he heard his daughter's laughter, Feng Yifan didn't open his eyes and said, "Feng Ruoruo, why did you get up so early?"

When Feng Ruoru heard his father's words, he reached out to pat his father's face and even used his little hands to help his father open his eyes.

"Dad, why didn't you sleep with Ruruo?"

Feng Yifan opened his eyes, looked at his daughter, and smiled and said, "Because Ruoruo is a girl and his father is a boy, so you can't sleep together like this."

Feng Ruoruo pouted and asked, "But Dad, when we were at home, didn't you take me to sleep with your mother?"

Feng Yifan said again: "That's because of a mother."
To be continued...