This dinner at Su Ji really opened the eyes of Qian Xinlu and Qian Xinwen. It was the first time for the two brothers to see such beautiful dishes, and more importantly, they tasted very good.
After eating, the two brothers had to admit that each dish had its own unique taste, whether salty, sweet, sour or spicy.
However, the combination of each dish, the sense of layering and the connection between the flavors really make up for the differences between different dishes.
After eating a meal, you will feel that every dish is delicious.
Even in terms of taste, some dishes may not be suitable for the two brothers, but if they are paired with the previous and subsequent dishes, the two brothers will feel that they are just right.
Of course, the two brothers remembered two dishes: one was the braised beef brisket and the other was the porridge made with minced chicken.
Needless to say, braised beef brisket is a strong dish that suits the taste of the two brothers very well. The two brothers enjoyed it so much. The salty, spicy and fresh beef brisket made them unable to stop eating.
The chicken porridge was made with chicken that tasted like porridge, which surprised the two brothers.
In addition, the chicken porridge is simply seasoned, and it can dilute the taste impact of the strong-flavored dishes before it, making it very refreshing to drink.
After the meal, the brothers Qian Xinlu and Qian Xinwen were truly amazed and completely speechless.
In the end, when Feng Jiandong and Feng Yifan, father and son, were seeing them off, they could only express their admiration for the two brothers very seriously on the road.
"Uncle, brother, thank you for your hospitality today. It really opened our eyes."
"Yes, I never expected that your cooking is simply amazing. Whether it's the appearance or the taste, it's really the best dish I've ever eaten in my life."
Hearing the praise from the two brothers, Feng Yifan smiled and said, "It's not that amazing. I just want to thank you brothers for your hard work. I also don't have time for you two brothers to have a good time here."
Qian Xinwen quickly said, "Brother, it's okay. We'll have plenty of time to have fun later. Next time we come, we'll definitely come to eat at your place again."
When Qian Xinlu heard his brother's words, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "Wenzi, don't talk nonsense. Come to eat next time, but you have to pay."
When Qian Xinwen heard about paying, he hesitated a little, but finally said, "Of course I have to pay. I'll ask my dad to come along. He will definitely be willing to pay."
Hearing the conversation between the two brothers, Feng Yifan smiled and said, "It's okay. Ours is a small restaurant and the bill is not expensive. Ask your sister-in-law to give you a discount when the time comes."
The two brothers of the Qian family immediately smiled and nodded in agreement, and they would definitely come to Su Ji to eat next time they come to visit.
When the two brothers got in the car, Feng Jiandong gave them some instructions: "Be careful when you drive back home. It's best if you two take turns driving, don't drive alone all the time. It's best to send me a message when you get home."
The two brothers also agreed, waved goodbye to Feng Jiandong and Feng Yifan, and drove away.
After watching the pickup truck leave, Feng Jiandong withdrew his gaze and looked at his son standing beside him.
The father and son looked at each other in silence for a while.
Feng Jiandong said earnestly: "Yifan, I can see that you have grown a lot in these years. Now you know how to take care of the family. As a father, I am very pleased because it shows that you have finally grown up and become a man.
However, as a father, I still want to remind you of some things: you must guard against arrogance and impatience, don't be too hasty in everything, and be more down-to-earth.
You have to remember that you still have a family behind you, and you need to take care of your family first.”
After listening to his father's words, Feng Yifan nodded seriously: "Yes, Dad, I know."
Feng Jiandong continued, "Also, I heard that Ruoxi's aunt challenged you again. Are you ready to accept the challenge?"
Feng Yifan nodded: "Well, I guess I have to accept the challenge. After all, that matter still needs to be resolved."
Feng Jiandong also nodded: "Well, it is indeed necessary to solve it, but I don't think you should participate in the cooking competition held by Aunt Ruoxi. It would be really unworthy of you."
Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Dad, I don't plan to participate in that competition."
Feng Jiandong asked curiously, "You're not going to participate? Then how are you going to challenge Aunt Ruoxi?"
Feng Yifan said confidently: "It's very simple. I told my father-in-law and Ruoxi that I would compete with them in cooking from a distance. I would not participate in any competition because that kind of competition has no meaning to me.
I was at Su Ji, competing with my aunt and uncle.
I will personally perform each of their competition points at Su Ji, then record the video and post it online.”
My father was a little surprised when he heard this: "Is this a good comparison?"
Feng Yifan smiled and responded, "Of course you can. My aunt held the competition to improve the reputation of Fujinglou and to attract attention. So we can use the attention from her competition to improve the reputation of Su Ji."
Feng Yifan was very confident in his method because he knew that as long as he released the corresponding video, Su Lanxin would definitely take the initiative to respond.
Su Lanxin has done so much, but her goal is always to gain the title of "Su's Orthodox".
So even if Feng Yifan's remote challenge was obviously intended to take advantage of her popularity, Su Lanxin would definitely accept it.
Then she will make some arrangements to turn herself into a typical example of a person who was not valued by her father, left in anger, started her own business successfully with her own strength, and now wants to come back to prove herself.
Knowing that Su Lanxin would do this, Feng Yifan thought that he would rely on the challenge from a distance to prove that he was the legitimate successor.
It can not only undermine Su Lanxin's self-confidence, but also increase the popularity of Su Ji.
After listening to his son's narration, Feng Jiandong roughly understood his son's idea, but he still had a question: "Who are you going to let be the judge if you challenge him remotely like this?"
Feng Yifan smiled and replied: "Judges? Dad, why do we need judges? Wouldn't it be better if we let the diners judge?"
Feng Jiandong thought about it carefully and frowned slightly: "Just let the diners judge? I'm afraid it won't be possible to get a high degree of recognition directly, right?"
Feng Jiandong thought there was nothing wrong with Feng Yifan's suggestion to let the diners judge. But the problem was that it was not intuitive enough, especially since it was originally a remote competition, which inevitably made people think it might be a fake.
What's more, when Su Lanxin holds a cooking competition in Fujing Building, she will definitely invite some very famous chefs to be judges.
In this case, if Feng Yifan simply asked Su Ji diners to be judges, their momentum would definitely be much weaker.
Feng Yifan understood what his father meant and continued with a smile: "Dad, if we talk about a judge with weight, we have one too. That is our uncle from Su Ji. He is definitely very important."
"Zhuang Daozhong?" Feng Jiandong nodded and said, "That's certainly important, but how are you going to get Mr. Zhuang to judge for you?"
Feng Yifan continued, "Dad, do you think that when Aunt Ruoxi hosts that competition, will she invite Old Man Zhuang to take charge?"
Feng Jiandong nodded and said, "Of course we should invite him. If Mr. Zhuang is there, the competition will be more professional and authoritative."
Feng Yifan asked seriously, "Dad, do you think Aunt Ruoxi and Uncle Shigong himself would be willing to directly serve as the judge?"
Feng Jiandong thought about it seriously and said, "That shouldn't be the case, right? It would be a bit of a loss for Mr. Zhuang to be a judge directly, and Su Lanxin probably wouldn't arrange it that way. It's really not worth it."
Feng Yifan immediately continued, "Yes, Aunt Ruoxi will definitely not let Master Uncle be a judge. She should let Master Uncle be an off-site instructor and sit there as a tasting guest."
Feng Jiandong agreed with this point, and felt that given Mr. Zhuang's status, it would be more appropriate for him to be a tasting guest.
Seeing that his father recognized him, Feng Yifan smiled and said, "This is my chance. If I invite my uncle to join me in making a video program about my aunt's competition, we can taste the food together.
During the tasting process, I will make the corresponding dishes to prove some of the mistakes in the competition. Isn't it possible for me to compete with my uncle remotely?"
Feng Jiandong felt a little dizzy after hearing what his son said.
But Feng Yifan soon gave another explanation.
"Dad, to put it simply, my aunt invited my uncle to be the tasting guest, so I invited my uncle to participate in the video review competition."
After hearing this, Feng Jiandong almost understood.
The son was planning to take advantage of the popularity of his daughter-in-law and aunt, and invited the Su Ji uncle to have an off-site tasting with him. This was equivalent to setting up an off-site arena directly outside of Su Lanxin's competition.
By doing this, Feng Yifan did not seem to be challenging Fujinglou directly, but he was actively issuing a challenge in another way.
If Su Lanxin leaves things alone, Feng Yifan and Su Ji will naturally become famous.
If Su Lanxin wanted to take charge, she could only perform a similar operation in the Fujinglou competition and find someone to prepare the same dishes in an authentic way in order to take on such a remote competition.
No matter what the result is, the final focus of this competition that Su Lanxin paid for is still the competition between Su Ji and Fujinglou, and between Feng Yifan and Su Lanxin and his wife.
Feng Jiandong understood his son's plan, thought about it, and asked worriedly: "Son, are you sure that Mr. Zhuang is willing to help you?"
Feng Yifan asked his father, "Dad, why do you think this is asking my uncle to help me?"
Feng Jiandong was even more puzzled: "Isn't it?"
Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Of course not. I am doing this to resolve the problem between Su Ji and my aunt. Uncle Shi is not only helping us, but also helping my aunt."
Feng Jiandong thought about it carefully and felt that it was indeed as his son said.
The daughter-in-law's aunt is obsessed with the fact that she lost that year and wants to prove that she is more capable than her brother.
Now that Feng Yifan uses this method, it can no longer be said that either party is using whose power to improve themselves.
Because the final victory or loss of both parties will not actually affect the fame of Su Ji and Fujinglou.
As for who diners would like to choose
That is the freedom of the diner.
As for the final result of the competition, which is more important to Su Lanxin, it will be decided by Mr. Zhuang Daozhong, who is very important to both parties and can be called "Uncle Master Su".
I believe the result will be enough to resolve Su Lanxin’s heart knot.
Feng Jiandong figured this out, looked at his son and said, "Well, you have really become a decent man. Your way of thinking and solving problems has become more mature. This is very good."
Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Dad, should we drive your car and go look for our uncle now?"
Feng Jiandong was a little surprised: "Are we going now?"
Feng Yifan nodded and raised the thermos bucket in his hand: "Take the chicken porridge with you. I think Master Uncle will agree."
Feng Jiandong didn't notice that his son came out with a thermos in his hand. He didn't refuse: "Okay, let's drive there."
Without any delay, the father and son drove directly to the residence arranged by Su Lanxin for Zhuang Daozhong.
After arriving at the hotel, he took the elevator directly to the floor where Zhuang Daozhong lived, went to Zhuang Daozhong's hotel room, and rang the doorbell.
Not long after, Zhuang Daozhong opened the door from the inside.
Seeing Feng Yifan and his father standing in front of the door, Mr. Zhuang was also a little surprised: "Yifan? Why are you two here so late? What do you want to talk to me about?"
Feng Yifan raised the thermos bucket in his hand and said, "Uncle Master, you probably haven't had dinner yet, right? I made some chicken porridge for you, would you like to try it?"
Zhuang Daozhong looked at the thermos in Feng Yifan's hand with even more suspicion, not understanding what this meant.
But Mr. Zhuang also understood that Feng Yifan would definitely not hurt him. He must have something to discuss with him, so the old man smiled and said, "Okay, come in."
After entering the door, Feng Yifan placed the thermos on the dining table and opened it directly.
Only then did Feng Jiandong see that there was not only chicken porridge in the thermos, but also buns and steamed dumplings.
As Feng Yifan took out the food, he said, "Master Uncle, I know you must not have eaten, and the hotel's food may not suit your taste, so I brought you chicken porridge, three-diced buns, and pine nut steamed buns."
Zhuang Daozhong laughed when he heard this: "It seems that you did your homework before coming here? You even knew that the old man likes pine nut steamed buns."
Only then did Feng Jiandong realize that his son had been well prepared and had done his homework before coming to the house.
Zhuang Daozhong was not polite, he sat down and picked up a pine nut steamed bun, gently broke it open, smelled the rich pine nut aroma, looked at the very beautiful filling inside the steamed bun, and nodded with satisfaction.
I ate some steamed buns and steamed dumplings and drank a bowl of chicken porridge, which meant I had almost finished my meal.
Zhuang Daozhong looked at Feng Yifan and asked, "Okay, we've finished our meal. Tell me, what do you want me to do for you, old man?"
Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Uncle Master, look at what you said. Xiaobin has gone back, and you are left alone in Huaicheng with no one to take care of you. As a junior, I came here to bring you some dinner. Isn't that my duty?"
Zhuang Daozhong's smile widened: "Okay, stop beating around the bush, just tell me."
Feng Yifan didn't beat around the bush any more and told everything directly without leaving out a word.
Finally, Feng Yifan said sincerely: "Uncle Master, you must hope that my father-in-law and aunt can resolve this grudge, so I think my way should be the best way.
As long as we can resolve my aunt's worries, we can keep to ourselves and run our own businesses in peace."
Zhuang Daozhong stared at Feng Yifan, thought for a moment and asked, "Su Lanxin came back and did something so outrageous. Don't you really bear any grudges at all? Doesn't your father-in-law bear any grudges either?"
Feng Yifan answered very frankly: "I definitely don't bear any grudges, at least I can't forgive my aunt for what she did."
After a pause, Feng Yifan said seriously, "But I hope that our family can live happily and comfortably and keep the old plaque of Su Ji. This is my bottom line. As long as Auntie stops pushing us, we don't want to have anything more to do with her."
After a long silence, Zhuang Daozhong finally nodded and agreed: "Okay, I, an old man, will help you resolve this."