Walking out of the kitchen, Feng Ruoruo led her two friends to make way for their father so that his father could serve the dishes to their table as soon as possible.
"Make way, make way, the food is coming."
Hearing Feng Ruoruo's call, all the diners in the restaurant stopped chatting and looked at the plate in Feng Yifan's hand.
The first thing you see is the bright red fruit. From the shape from a distance, it really looks like a plate filled with unpeeled, bright red lychees.
From a distance, the white and tender hibiscus fish fillets shaped like willow leaves, dotted with bright red lychees, look like a white river.
The white color accompanied by the bright red color is really very beautiful, and the appearance alone makes many people salivate.
Feng Yifan placed both plates on the children's table and said to his daughter with a smile, "Okay, Ruoruo, you go and call your friends. Come and try Dad's dish while it's hot."
After putting it down, some diners around couldn't help but stand up and look towards the table.
Chen Yaofei's grandparents, Yang Xiaoxi's father, and Su Jinrong, who were sitting around the table, were also delighted when they saw the two dishes on the table.
Chen Yaofei's grandmother looked at the bright red fish balls that looked like lychees and couldn't help asking, "Is this really a lychee?"
Feng Yifan smiled and said, "It's not lychee, I just made it look like it. It's actually edible fried fish ball. You can pick it up and take a closer look."
After hearing Feng Yifan's introduction, the crowd watching exclaimed in surprise.
"Wow, they're not real lychees?"
“I really thought it was a lychee.”
"Yes, yes, it's really realistic, and it even has a core."
"Yes, it really is very similar. It looks a lot like the unpeeled red lychees sold on the street."
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Yang Xiaoxi's father took out a pair of chopsticks from the chopstick cage on the table, carefully picked up a piece, looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's amazing, isn't it too similar?"
Feng Yifan saw that everyone was watching and taking pictures with their phones, so he quickly said to everyone at the table, "Okay, eat quickly. This dish should be eaten while it's hot. It won't taste good if it's cold."
Feng Ruoruo pulled her friend to sit down, patted the table with her two little hands and said, "Dad, give us food quickly."
Feng Yifan said to his daughter, "Let grandpa and grandma eat first. You guys need to wait a little longer."
Hearing what her father said, Feng Ruoruo also nodded: "That's right, Grandpa and grandma, please eat quickly and taste it."
Chen Yaofei's grandparents looked at each other, and finally raised their chopsticks, picking up a fish ball that looked like lychee and a snow-white lotus fish fillet from the plate.
The lotus fish fillet is salty, fragrant, soft and smooth, and it melts in your mouth. There is no strong taste in your mouth. The simple salty taste accompanied by the freshness of the fish makes it an extremely elegant dish.
On the contrary, the fish ball is lychee-shaped, with a crispy feeling on the outside when you put it in your mouth, and the sweet sauce stimulates the taste buds.
Although it doesn’t feel like eating real lychees, the sweetness spreading on the tip of the tongue also gives people a sense of happiness.
After seeing the grandparents eating, Feng Yifan did not ask any more questions, but gave fish slices and lychee fish balls to the three girls respectively.
"Okay, all right. Ruoruo, you can take care of your friends and eat slowly. Dad will go back to cook."
Feng Ruoruo was not in a hurry to eat, but waved her little hand to her father: "Dad, you have to work hard, there are so many people waiting here, but you also have to pay attention to safety and don't get too tired."
Hearing his daughter's words, Feng Yifan smiled and nodded: "Okay, thank you Ruoruo."
Feng Yifan turned around and pushed through the crowd, walking quickly towards the kitchen, while the crowd continued to surround Feng Ruoruo and her group's table.
Finally, after Chen Yaofei's grandparents and Yang Xiaoxi's father had tasted it.
Grandpa Chen said, "Well, it's really delicious. Two different ways of cooking fish, two different flavors, but they go very well together. It's really delicious."
Yang Zhiyi continued, "Yes, it's really delicious. The salty fish fillet is paired with the sweet fish balls. It's delicious, delicious."
As he spoke, Yang Zhiyi did not stop using his chopsticks and continued to pick up fish fillets and fish balls.
However, his daughter Yang Xiaoxi stopped him: "Dad, eat less. This is what Uncle Feng made for us. Don't take our food away."
Yang Zhiyi was in tears after hearing his daughter's words: "You are really a good daughter to your father."
Yang Xiaoxi smiled and ignored what her father said, continuing to eat happily with her friends.
Chen Yaofei's grandfather looked at it for a while and suddenly said, "Well, this dish is so beautiful, but the name is a bit plain. I think it should be renamed."
When Feng Ruoruo heard this, she looked up at Grandpa Chen and asked, "What name should we change to? Grandpa Chen, please give me one."
Chen Yaofei's grandfather looked at the dish and thought for a while and said, "Well, these white and tender lotus fish fillets piled together look like a white river, and these lychee fish balls can also be seen as red flames.
Got it, let's call it 'White River Flowing Fire'."
The White River is raging.
Hearing this name, the people at the table and the onlookers were stunned.
While everyone was still pondering the meaning of the name, Su Jinrong, who was sitting in a wheelchair, uttered a word: "Okay."
When Chen Yaofei's grandfather heard Su Jinrong say yes, he smiled and said to Su Jinrong, "Brother Jinrong, if you think it's good, then it's good."
Su Jinrong tried again, "Thank you, thank you."
Chen Yaofei's grandfather quickly waved his hand: "You're welcome. You have such a great son-in-law who lets us eat such delicious and poetic dishes. Giving them a name is not a big deal."
Feng Ruoruo jumped off her chair at this time, turned around, pushed through the crowd, and quickly ran into the kitchen.
When she came to the kitchen, she saw her father had already prepared two dishes and was about to serve them to the guests. The little girl quickly said, "Dad, Grandpa Feifei gave your dish a new name, 'White River Flowing Fire'. Grandpa said it sounds nice."
Meng Shitong and others who were packing up equipment in the kitchen and preparing to go out with Feng Yifan were stunned when they heard this.
Look at the dishes on the plate in Feng Yifan's hand. The white and tender lotus fish fillet looks like white river, and the bright red lychee fish balls look like hot flames.
The White River is raging.
This name is really appropriate.
He Yaqian was still the most impatient and was the first to exclaim: "This name is amazing, just like your dishes, Chef Feng, with a poetic and picturesque artistic conception."
Meng Shitong continued, "Well, this name is indeed better. It makes the artistic element of this dish different."
Photographer A Fei was more direct: "This way, our video finally has a name."
Feng Yifan put down the plate in his hand, reached out and carefully wiped the red soup off his daughter's mouth, and said to her with a smile: "Everyone likes the name given by Grandpa Chen, so let's use the name given by Grandpa Chen."
Then, Feng Yifan stood up, brought two plates of food and said, "Let's go serve the food and thank Grandpa Chen again."
Feng Ruoruo smiled happily: "Okay, Dad is serving the food."
Watching the father and daughter walk out of the kitchen to serve the dishes, photographer A Fei, who had packed up his camera, couldn't help but say, "Oh, it would be nice if we could take a few more photos of the dishes."
These words made He Yaqian and her assistant feel a little regretful.
Meng Shitong said: "We have to respect people. Chef Feng also respects his father-in-law's intention to let us film him creating this dish. In fact, it is enough. The knife skills, seasoning, and plating are all there, and it also has such a poetic name.
As for the rest, we can shoot it after Chef Feng convinces the old man.”
After hearing what Meng Shitong said, the three people looked at each other. Although they felt it was a pity, they could only accept such an arrangement.