Seeing that his daughter and her two good friends were enjoying the meal, Feng Yifan smiled and left the crowd, returning to the kitchen again.
At this time, Lin Ruifeng was still cutting potatoes in the kitchen. When he saw his master coming in, he quickly asked, "Master, when do we have to steam the potatoes?"
Feng Yifan glanced at the clock on the wall and said, "No hurry, it's still early, let's prepare other things first."
Then Feng Yifan selected fresh vegetables, some cabbages, some broccoli, and some cherry tomatoes. All the relatively fresh fruits and vegetables were washed, chopped into small pieces, blanched in water, and then a thick sauce was prepared.
Lin Ruifeng saw it and seemed to understand what his master was going to do.
"Master, are you going to make a salad?"
Feng Yifan looked at his apprentice in surprise: "Do you know vegetable salad?"
Lin Ruifeng nodded: "I know. When I was in school, my classmates and I went to a Western restaurant on the commercial street and had salad there, but I didn't think it tasted very good. Anyway, I didn't like it very much."
Feng Yifan smiled and said, "It's true that some people in China don't like the taste of Western-style salads, but it's easy to fix. We can make it very delicious by making some adjustments to our taste."
Then Feng Yifan continued to prepare the sauce. Basically all the preparations were done. He looked at the time and the potatoes should be steamed.
Feng Yifan asked Lin Ruifeng to take out the potatoes, and he mashed them all while they were still hot, adding a little salt and pepper to season them.
Afterwards, Feng Yifan introduced the dish to his apprentices while arranging the dishes.
“Whether it’s Chinese cuisine or Western cuisine, presentation is very important. Often, an ordinary dish may become extraordinary after your careful presentation.”
While listening, Lin Ruifeng watched the master dishing out the dishes intently. The vegetable salad and mashed potatoes soon took on fantastic shapes in the master's hands.
When Feng Yifan finished arranging the dishes, Lin Ruifeng was somewhat surprised to find that the chef had used a small mold to arrange the vegetable salad into the shape of a small cake, and the ball of mashed potatoes placed next to it looked like a ball of ice cream.
Finally, Feng Yifan used the prepared sauce to slightly pour it between the mashed potato balls and the vegetable salad cake.
Lin Ruifeng saw with his own eyes that very ordinary vegetable salad and mashed potatoes became extremely high-end and looked unaffordable under the chef's presentation.
After the dishes were served, Feng Yifan picked up the plate and asked, "Ruifeng, how much do you think this plate can sell for now?"
Lin Ruifeng looked at it carefully and said, "If this plate is sold in those popular online restaurants in the commercial street, it should cost at least sixty or seventy yuan, right?"
Feng Yifan smiled and said, "If you put on those famous restaurant labels, you can't eat this dish for less than 100 yuan."
Lin Ruifeng was stunned for a moment, but when he thought about it carefully, it was really like that.
Feng Yifan saw his apprentice nod and continued, "So, for any chef, dish presentation is also a compulsory course. Every top chef is also an artist."
After saying that, Feng Yifan placed the three small plates on a tray, held the tray with his head held high, and walked outside to the restaurant.
Lin Ruifeng stayed in the kitchen, thinking about his master's words, and couldn't help but feel that his master was right. A top chef like his master is indeed an artist.
Feng Yifan held a tray and came to the table where his daughters were sitting. He placed the small plates on the tray in front of the little girls one by one.
"Okay, this is a side dish for you three after the main course, vegetable cake with mashed potato balls."
Several parents at the table, including Feng Yifan's parents and father-in-law, as well as his wife Su Ruoxi standing next to him, were amazed by the side dish he presented again.
On the small square plate, there was a small cake stacked with various vegetables, and next to it was a mashed potato ball that looked like an ice cream ball.
The most important thing is that the sauce used to mix the salad actually draws a butterfly between the two dishes on the small plate, connecting the two dishes together, which is very artistic and beautiful.
Naturally, the diners in the restaurant couldn't help but come over to take a look, and some of them exclaimed at first sight.
"Wow, this is so pretty, isn't it?"
"How can this be a dish? It's just a painting."
"Beautiful, what are these two?"
"It looks like a cake with a scoop of ice cream?"
"I'm jealous. The boss dotes on his daughter too much."
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Feng Ruoruo looked at it in amazement for a long time, then raised her head and asked, "Dad, how do I eat this?"
The other two little girls also looked up at Uncle Feng. As children, they couldn't wait to taste it.
Feng Yifan reached out and took his daughter's small spoon, separated the vegetable salad that was stacked like a cake, then gently mixed it with the salad dressing and mashed potatoes, and finally scooped up a spoonful of the mixed vegetables for his daughter.
"Now that it's mixed, you can eat it. Come and try it."
Seeing Feng Yifan mixing it, someone in the crowd recognized it and said, "It turns out it's not cake and ice cream, it looks like vegetable salad and mashed potatoes. How can it be made like this?"
Someone in the crowd immediately sighed, "It's so delicious that I can't even afford it."
However, some people still mustered up the courage to ask: "Boss, how much does this plate cost?"
Feng Yifan looked back at the crowd and replied with an apologetic smile: "I'm sorry, this is the lunch I prepared for my daughter and her good friend. It is not for sale to the public."
The diners in the restaurant were a little shocked, and soon someone said with a smile: "It's over, it's not that we can't afford it, it's that we can't eat it. People don't even want to make this money."
Feng Yifan listened and continued, "These are just to take care of the children. I will also make a variety of flavors for our Su Ji's fried rice and noodles at noon to meet everyone's different tastes. You can order with confidence."
Feng Ruoruo and her two good friends were enjoying the salad that their father made especially for them. The three girls were really enjoying the meal.
However, this was Feng Ruoruo's first time eating this, so she was still a little confused after eating it: "Dad, what on earth is this?"
Chen Yaofei answered helpfully: "This is called vegetable salad, which is commonly eaten by foreigners. However, the one made by Ruoruo's father tastes better. I like it very much. It tastes better than the ones made in all the restaurants my parents have taken me to."
Yang Xiaoxi also added: "Yes, Uncle Feng's cooking is delicious. All the restaurants my parents took me to eat were not as delicious as Uncle Feng's."
Li Feier wiped the sauce off her daughter's mouth and said, "In all the restaurants we went to, no one could make a vegetable salad as beautiful as your Uncle Feng."
Yang Xiaoxi raised the small spoon and handed it to her mother, saying, "Mom, try it too. It's really delicious."
Chen Yaofei also learned to pass it to her grandparents to try.
Feng Ruoruo's mother, grandparents and grandfather should also try it.
After tasting it, everyone at the table thought it tasted great and was amazed by the sauce Feng Yifan prepared.
Chen Yaofei's grandparents used to eat this kind of salad when they were abroad, and they had also tried a lot of salad dressings, but Feng Yifan's flavor combination is really special.
It doesn't have a strong taste. When eaten mixed with vegetables, it is very fresh and refreshing, and at the same time very tasty.
Seeing that everyone was enjoying the meal, Feng Yifan asked his wife to sit down and eat as well. He went to clean the table and personally recorded the orders of the new guests.