Lin Ruifeng didn't expect that Ma Xiaolong would say it so directly, and he actually approved of his improvements.
After a pause, Lin Ruifeng said, "Thank you."
Ma Xiaolong continued, "I really didn't expect that you could make this fried rice so flavorful, and you solved the greasy problem. Especially these pieces of roast goose, paired with the dipping sauce you prepared, and your fried rice, the taste is really good."
At this point, Ma Xiaolong asked again: "You probably added some lemon juice to the fried rice, right?"
Lin Ruifeng did not hide it: "Yes, I added a little bit."
Ma Xiaolong nodded: "And your dipping sauce also has lemon added, and it is the shaved lemon peel. Paired with plum sauce, it can better neutralize the greasiness of the roast goose, and because of the fragrance of lemon, it will stimulate people's appetite."
After analyzing this, Ma Xiaolong said, "It seems that you really have lived up to your master's expectations."
Lin Ruifeng said modestly: "Actually, these skills were also taught to me by my master. I just made some improvements and spent a lot of time trying. I can do it now, which is the best I can do for now."
Ma Xiaolong smiled and shook his head: "No, it's far from enough. Your potential has not been fully tapped. You still need to work hard and don't be satisfied so easily.
Moreover, if you just do this, you will probably be surpassed by me very soon and you will not be able to beat me. "
Lin Ruifeng was not sure whether the other party's words were a sign of pride or whether the other party was deliberately trying to stir up his fighting spirit. However, he did understand one thing, which was that he really couldn't be satisfied with this. He still needed to continue working hard and try to break through himself.
Lin Ruifeng looked at Ma Xiaolong and responded with a smile: "Don't worry, I won't lose to you easily."
Ma Xiaolong nodded and said, "That's right, I'm really looking forward to it."
After saying this, he said goodbye to Lin Ruifeng, went back to pack up his stall, and left the market early.
Almost as soon as Ma Xiaolong left the market, Shen Qingluo came running over.
Arriving in front of Lin Ruifeng and his friends' stall, Shen Qingluo asked very seriously: "How is it? Did you lose to Ma Xiaolong today?"
Zhao Daxia smiled and said, "Of course I didn't lose."
Lin Ruifeng smiled and said, "I didn't win either."
Shen Qingluo asked curiously: "If I didn't lose, then why didn't I win?"
Lin Ruifeng said calmly: "Because today we still have the advantage of being first-mover advantage. We rely on the reputation and fame accumulated by our master. I think within two days, many people will know about Ma Xiaolong's gimmicks. By then, his business will be even better. Then we will face a fierce battle."
Hearing Lin Ruifeng say the word "fierce battle", Shen Qingluo was a little surprised: "Is it that scary?"
Zhao Daxia laughed and said, "Hahaha, okay, Xiaolin, don't scare Xiao Shen. You know Xiao Shen is not easy to be scared. The fact that you were not here in the morning a few days ago has already scared her. Don't scare Xiao Shen again, otherwise I won't agree even if your master doesn't come back."
Shen Qingluo felt a little embarrassed when Zhao Daxia told him what happened a few days ago.
"Oh, Aunt Zhao, please stop talking nonsense."
Zhao Daxia asked curiously, "Am I talking nonsense? Are you like a headless fly when you can't see Xiaolin every day? What? Are you blaming Auntie again now?"
Shen Qingluo blushed and stamped her feet in anxiety.
Lin Ruifeng walked out of the stall, hugged Shen Qingluo and said, "I'm sorry, I was wrong the past few days. I should have told you the truth. Don't worry, I will never hide anything from you again."
Shen Qingluo nodded slightly and agreed: "Well, then Ma Xiaolong is really difficult to deal with?"
Lin Ruifeng nodded seriously and said, "Yes, the barbecue fried rice he made today was indeed beyond my imagination. Not only did he use a huge rotating barbecue similar to the Turkish kebab to attract people, but he also mixed the barbecue and fried rice and put them in a rectangular kraft paper box, turning the fried rice into a rice ball. This is really novel."
Shen Qingluo was also a little surprised when he heard this: "Put fried rice in a brown paper box? And then turn it into a rice ball?"
Zhao Daxia saw Shen Qingluo's puzzled face and knew that Shen Qingluo had never seen it so it was a little hard for him to imagine.
So Zhao Daxia gestured: "It's just a big kraft paper box, and then you stuff the fried barbecued rice into it. After stuffing it full, it's handed over to the diners. People can hold it in their hands, and after peeling off the kraft paper box, it's like eating a rice ball."
Looking at Zhao Daxia's gestures, Shen Qingluo also felt a little curious: "Can fried rice be packaged like that?"
Lin Ruifeng said: "Really? You definitely didn't expect that, did you?"
Shen Qingluo nodded: "This is indeed unexpected."
Zhao Daxia suddenly reminded him, "You say, since Ma Youhan is Master Xiaolin's assistant, could it be that his method is actually what your Master Xiaolin used?"
Shen Qingluo immediately said: "Yes, let's call and ask my uncle."
Unconsciously, Shen Qingluo spoke in a tone similar to Feng Ruoruo.
Lin Ruifeng looked at the time and said, "Let's ask tomorrow. It's too late today. Master and the others must be asleep at this time. Don't disturb Master."
Shen Qingluo looked at the watch on his wrist and it was indeed past midnight, so he had no choice but to give up.
Then everyone packed up together and pushed the cart back to the Lin family shop on the ancient street.
Zhao Daxia and her two sons still slept here, Lin Ruifeng still slept in Shen Qingluo's shop, and as for Shen Qingluo, he naturally still lived in Liu Wanhua's house.
It seems that everyone has gotten used to it, so everyone has formed a tacit understanding with each other.
Liu Wanhua would even leave the door open for Shen Qingluo at night.
Nothing happened that night. The next morning, soon after Shen Qingluo got up, he called Su Ruoxi and asked her aunt Ruoxi to ask her uncle-in-law whether the idea of putting fried rice into a rectangular kraft paper box, shaping it, and letting people eat it as rice balls came from her uncle-in-law.
Su Ruoxi hung up the phone and asked her husband questions directly.
Feng Yifan was stunned at first, then smiled and said, "That idea? Actually, it's the method I used in another dish I made in a restaurant. However, I don't use a kraft paper box, but a mold to shape it. I put the prepared ingredients into the mold layer by layer, and finally after it is shaped, it becomes a whole."
Speaking of this, Feng Yifan was also a little surprised: "I didn't expect that Ma Xiaolong would actually use it on fried rice."
After hearing what her husband said, Su Ruoxi immediately slapped him and said, "How can you still laugh? Xiaolin might lose this way. Xiaolin finally came up with a way to solve the greasiness, but the other party used such a trick. It's clearly an unfair victory."
Feng Yifan was slapped twice by his wife, but he continued to smile and said, "Don't get excited. This is actually not an unfair victory. The competition is based on the success or failure of business. Since it is a business, of course, all kinds of means must be used."
Su Ruoxi continued to slap her husband: "You idiot, you don't even help your apprentice."
After slapping her husband twice, Su Ruoxi found that her husband didn't seem to feel any pain at all, but her hands felt a little painful instead.
Then Su Ruoxi grabbed a pillow and hit her husband with it again and again.
Just as the couple was having a pillow fight on the bed, Feng Ruoruo suddenly opened the door and barged in: "Mom and Dad, get up."
The little girl ran to wake up her parents, but when she opened the door, she saw her mother on the bed, hitting her father with a pillow. She was shocked and said, "Ah, Mom, what are you doing? Why are you hitting Dad with a pillow? Mom, please don't hit Dad."
Hearing her daughter's voice, Su Ruoxi saw her daughter standing in the room and immediately called her daughter for help.
"Ruoruo, hurry up and help mommy beat daddy. Your daddy is a bad guy. He doesn't even help Uncle Xiaolin. He helps Uncle Xiaolin's opponent and wants him to win against Uncle Xiaolin. Do you think your daddy is a bad guy? Does daddy deserve to be beaten? Hurry up and take this pillow to help mommy."
Feng Ruoruo didn't quite understand at first, but after listening to her mother saying clearly that her father did not help Uncle Xiaolin and that her father wanted Uncle Xiaolin to lose, the little girl naturally became unhappy.
He quickly ran to the bed, took off his slippers and climbed onto the bed, taking the pillow handed to him by his mother. Feng Ruoruo also helped her mother hit her father with the pillow.
As a result, this morning, the family of three had a pillow fight on the bed.
However, the battle was one-sided. Feng Ruoruo and her mother occupied the only two weapons, the "pillows". Dad had no weapon and could only be beaten. He was beaten so hard that he ran away in fear. The whole room was filled with the little girl's silver bell-like laughter, which lasted until grandma made breakfast and called them.
Lu Cuiling watched as the family of three changed their clothes, washed up and walked out the door. She smiled and asked her granddaughter, "How was the battle going? Did Ruoruo and mom defeat the bad guy?"
When Feng Ruoruo heard her grandmother's question, she immediately raised her pretty chin with pride and said, "Grandma, my mother and I won, and the bad dad was beaten by my mother and me until he begged for mercy. So in the end, my mother and I won, and the bad dad lost."
Lu Cuiling smiled happily and said, "Great, our Ruoruo is really great."
Feng Yifan didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he heard his mother's words: "Mom, is there any grandmother like you? You can't teach your granddaughter like this."
When Lu Cuiling heard what her son said, she immediately said, "Oh? You lost to your wife and daughter, and now you're challenging me here, right? Believe it or not, I'll let your wife and daughter beat you to sleep under the bed tonight."
Su Ruoxi smiled and said to her husband, "Did you hear that? Mom always supports us."
Feng Ruoruo was also very happy and said, "Hehehe, grandma supports us."
Feng Yifan looked helpless: "Okay, okay, I lost, I admit defeat, okay?"
Su Ruoxi said quickly, "Since you've admitted defeat, then think of a way to help Xiaolin defeat Ma Xiaolong. Ma Xiaolong has already used that trick, so why don't you come up with an idea for Xiaolin so that he can also come up with something to attract attention? That's only fair."
Feng Yifan said seriously: "Don't you understand? In the face of absolute strength, any gimmicks are useless."
Hearing this, Lu Cuiling nodded: "That's right, in the face of absolute strength, no fancy things will work."
Su Ruoxi said helplessly: "But now, Xiaolin's ability is not as good as Ma Xiaolong's. You know very well that Ma Xiaolong has been a chef for many years, and Xiaolin is a newcomer. And you also said that Ma Xiaolong and you have won three stars together."
Feng Yifan still looked serious, looked at his wife and asked, "Do you really think Xiaolin is not as good as Ma Xiaolong?"
When Su Ruoxi was asked this question, she really didn't know how to answer for a moment.
Feng Ruoruo saw that her mother didn't answer, so she singled her out and shouted, "Uncle Xiaolin is very powerful. Uncle Xiaolin is Dad's apprentice. He must be better than everyone else."
When Feng Yifan saw his wife standing there in a daze, he realized that he was too serious and had scared his wife.
He took the initiative to step forward, held his wife's hand and said, "Look, even Ruoruo has confidence in Xiaolin, so we should also have confidence in Xiaolin. How about this, let's go back next week and see how their businesses are doing?"
Hearing her father say that they were going back, Feng Ruoruo immediately said, "Dad, are we going back? But Ruoruo hasn't played enough at grandpa and grandma's house, and Ruoruo still has to pick vegetables with grandpa and grandma. Ruoruo has to go every day, otherwise the people in the vegetable garden won't work hard."
This is also the new task that Feng Ruoruo was assigned by her grandmother recently. The little girl is responsible for supervising the staff at the vegetable base.
This arrangement allowed Feng Ruoruo to find another interesting thing to do besides picking vegetables.
So during this period of time, Feng Ruoruo was really reluctant to leave. She didn't want to go back with her parents so soon and wanted to continue playing at her grandparents' house.
Feng Yifan smiled and said to his daughter: "We are not going back. We are just going to watch Uncle Xiaolin's game and see if Uncle Xiaolin can win."
When Feng Ruoruo heard that they were not going back but going to watch Uncle Xiaolin's game, she was immediately very happy.
"Okay, okay, let's go watch Uncle Xiaolin's game together. Then let Grandpa, Grandma, Grandpa, Sister Wenwen, Brother Haohao, and Big Brother Ningcheng go too. Let's all go watch and cheer for Uncle Xiaolin together."
After hearing my daughter talk like this, I felt like taking almost everyone who had a good relationship with her with me.
Su Ruoxi couldn't help laughing: "You little girl, you have to let so many people accompany you when you go out. This is the treatment you used to receive as a princess. Do you think of yourself as a little princess?"
Feng Ruoruo replied with a smile: "Ruoruo is the little princess. Ruoruo is daddy's little princess, grandpa and grandma's little princess, grandpa's little princess, and mommy's little princess."
The whole family laughed when they heard it, and they all agreed, saying in unison: "Okay, Ruoruo is our little princess."