Feng Yifan's idea was very good to Feng Jiandong and Lu Cuiling, but it was not so easy to implement it. So the old couple did not agree immediately, but said they would study it carefully and finally determine a very feasible plan to implement.
Feng Yifan naturally wouldn't say much, he also understood that this was not something that could be done overnight.
But he also felt that if this thing was successful, the entire town's surrounding villages would be driven forward in the future, forming a sufficient scale so that people in the towns and villages could become rich.
When Feng Yifan was at home, helping his parents come up with some new management strategies for the vegetable base.
Lin Ruifeng, who sets up a stall in the city, is still working hard.
Taking into account the suggestions of his uncle Shi Jiahui, Lin Ruifeng made some improvements to the fried rice and designed a method of using a spray bottle to add lemon juice. This solved the problem of adding too much lemon juice and causing the fried rice to become too watery.
And Lin Ruifeng also learned from his lessons and made some adjustments to the taste.
It not only ensures the original flavor of the teppanyaki fried rice, but also adds some innovations to make the fried rice taste better.
After Lin Ruifeng tried some adjustments and his business started to improve, his stall welcomed the second round of judges.
At about eight o'clock that evening, after the first peak of dinner, four figures, three adults and one child, came to the small market.
One of them arranged for the two elderly people to sit down, and did not go to Lin Ruifeng's stall, but went to Ma Xiaolong's first. Ma Xiaolong's business was still very good these days, so even though the first round of dinner peak had passed, there were still people queuing in front of his stall.
The people queuing in front of Ma Xiaolong's stall were not in a hurry and waited patiently.
After waiting in line for about half an hour, the man came to Ma Xiaolong's stall and ordered four servings of barbecue fried rice.
Ma Xiaolong didn't care and quickly made four servings of fried rice for the other party.
But when it was almost done, the man suddenly said, "One portion is for the children. Can you please not add chili?"
Because the other party ordered four servings at one time, Ma Xiaolong mixed them together, fried them, and then packed them one by one.
So without the other party saying anything, Ma Xiaolong had actually added the chili peppers and fried them.
But since the other party asked, he finally agreed.
"Okay, then please wait a moment, I'll fry another one for you."
Ma Xiaolong packed all four portions first, and said to the person behind him, "Here's an extra portion, can I give it to you?"
The people in line didn't mind: "Okay."
Ma Xiaolong handed the fried rice to the person behind him, and then quickly fried another one. This time he did not add chili peppers, but used another fried rice sauce.
After frying and putting them into boxes, Ma Xiaolong handed four portions to the buyers.
The other party took it and responded: "Thank you."
Ma Xiaolong responded calmly: "You're welcome."
Then Ma Xiaolong watched the woman carrying four servings of fried rice turn around and leave, and then saw her give them to two elderly people and a child. After putting them down, the woman walked towards Lin Ruifeng's stall again.
For some reason, at this moment Ma Xiaolong felt that these people were the judges arranged to judge him and Lin Ruifeng.
"Boss, are you still doing business?"
The urging voice pulled Ma Xiaolong back to his senses, and he quickly responded with a smile: "Do it, what would you like to order? Barbecue fried rice, right? With extra ingredients? Okay, would you like some chili?"
The man standing in front of the stall was stunned for a moment, then said, "Well, put some in."
Ma Xiaolong quickly started to stir-fry: "Okay, wait a moment."
The woman who had bought four boxes of fried rice from Ma Xiaolong's stall stood in front of Lin Ruifeng's stall and said with a smile, "Boss, give me four servings of fried rice, a little less, and four bowls of wontons. One bowl is for the children, and don't put chopped green onions and pepper in it."
Hearing the voice in front of the stall, Lin Ruifeng's face instantly showed surprise, then he raised his head and looked at the other party.
"Sister? Why are you here?"
Lin Yanmei, who was standing in front of the stall, smiled and asked, "What's wrong? I can't come? Is there something special about my brother's fried rice? Is it that my parents and I can't eat it?"
Lin Ruifeng quickly said: "No, no, sister, are you alone?"
As soon as she finished speaking, another voice rang out beside Lin Yanmei: "Mom, why do you still want to buy it?"
Lin Ruifeng lowered his head and saw a boy standing next to his sister, who looked about the same age as Feng Ruoruo. The boy's eyebrows and eyes looked very similar to his sister. He instantly knew that the boy should be his sister's child, and he also smiled and greeted the boy.
"hello."
The boy was startled by the sudden greeting and subconsciously hid behind his mother.
Lin Yanmei reached out and pulled her son from behind and said, "Don't be afraid, this is your uncle. Before you came, didn't you keep shouting to your mother and grandparents that you wanted to see your uncle?"
The boy listened to his mother, poked his little head out from behind her, and looked at Lin Ruifeng carefully and quietly.
Lin Yanmei encouraged her son again: "Don't be afraid, be brave, come out and call uncle."
Encouraged by his mother, the boy finally stood up and called Lin Ruifeng seriously, "Uncle."
Lin Ruifeng smiled happily and responded: "Hello."
Lin Yanmei pointed behind her and said, "I came here with my parents. You must behave well and don't disappoint your parents, sister and your little nephew."
Lin Ruifeng immediately understood that the judges his master had mentioned also included his parents and sister.
He was stunned for a moment, then smiled and nodded: "Okay, sisters, don't worry, I will definitely satisfy you."
Lin Yanmei pulled her son and said, "Chenchen, let's go back to grandpa and grandma first and wait for uncle to make it for us, okay?"
The boy nodded and agreed: "Okay, uncle, please don't put chili in it."
Lin Ruifeng agreed: "Well, uncle promises not to add chili."
After his sister brought his nephew back, Lin Ruifeng looked at his parents sitting there. He waved to his parents and began to prepare four servings of fried rice and wontons carefully.
Because he knew that his parents, sister and nephew were here to judge, and might have also bought Ma Xiaolong's fried rice, Lin Ruifeng ordered a smaller portion of fried rice this time.
On the other side, Ma Xiaolong inadvertently saw that the woman who had just bought fried rice at his stall was chatting with Lin Ruifeng at the next stall. He realized that it was the same as last time, the judges knew Lin Ruifeng. He couldn't help but wonder in his heart: Will they favor Lin Ruifeng
However, Ma Xiaolong is not someone who will give up easily. Thinking that the judges might be biased, he decided to work harder.
He had to use his strength to gain the approval of all the judges, including Feng Yifan, and make Lin Ruifeng admit defeat with conviction.
Although Lin Ruifeng was very attentive, for his little nephew, the barbecue fried rice in the box that Ma Xiaolong packed was naturally more attractive to him. The little guy ate it very happily and the way he wolfed it down was really interesting. He was not very interested in his uncle's fried rice.
Because in the little boy's eyes, the fried rice his uncle gave him was the same as the one his father usually cooked at home.
The one my mother bought from another uncle was put in a small box. When I opened it, it looked like rice balls, and with the tempting aroma of meat, the little boy thought it was especially delicious.
Lin Yanmei did not force her son to eat his uncle's fried rice, but let her son choose for himself.
However, after her son finished eating the fried rice, she still let him try his uncle's wontons.
The little boy was not happy at first: "Mom, we have wontons at home, and there is nothing special about what uncle makes."
Grandpa said at this time: "Then Chenchen must try uncle's, because uncle's wontons are different."
The little boy was also very curious after hearing this. He looked at the wontons in the bowl carefully, and then scooped up a small wonton with a small spoon.
After scooping it up, the little boy discovered that his uncle’s wontons were different.
"Grandpa, grandma, mom, my uncle's wontons are so pretty. This one looks like a meatball. Can Chenchen have some?"
Lin Yanmei said: "Then eat it and try your uncle's cooking."
The little boy blew on the wonton on the spoon, then carefully put it to his mouth and took a bite.
After taking a bite, the little boy looked inside the wonton and said, "Great, there are shrimps in the wonton. Chenchen likes this. Grandpa, grandma, mom, this wonton is delicious."
Lin Yanmei smiled and said, "You just like to eat meat."
Then, Lin Yanmei pointed at the fried rice and said, "Do you still want to eat this fried rice?"
The little boy shook his head and said, "No, I want to eat wontons."
Lin Yanmei didn't waste it, she put it aside and said, "Then wait until your father comes and let him help you eat the remaining fried rice."
Not long after Lin Yanmei said this, a man in a suit and tie walked into the small market.
The little boy immediately stood up when he saw the man, waving and shouting, "Dad, Dad, come quickly, we are here."
The man came over quickly, sat down with a smile and asked, "How is it? Did Chenchen eat uncle's fried rice? Is uncle's fried rice delicious?"
The little boy said, "Dad, I like the uncle's fried rice over there, it has lots of sauce and meat. The uncle's fried rice looks the same as yours. Dad, I'll leave the uncle's fried rice for you."
The man didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he heard this: "You kid, are you leaving the bad food for your dad?"
Lin Yanmei immediately said, "What nonsense are you talking about? How could the fried rice my brother made be not delicious?"
The man immediately said with a smile: "Yes, I said the wrong thing. I'm going to try it right away. My wife has been praising my brother-in-law's cooking skills for a long time."
The man took his son's fried rice, looked at it carefully and said, "Not bad, this fried rice is very beautiful."
Lin Yanmei urged: "Try it first."
The man scooped up a spoonful and tasted it.
After eating it, the man was also a little surprised: "Wow, this fried rice is really delicious. The taste is very special, without any extra greasy feeling. It tastes relatively refreshing, but the fried rice is full of flavor. Wife, your brother is really good at making fried rice."
After hearing her husband's praise, Lin Yanmei straightened her back instantly, her pride beyond words.
Old Lin smiled and said, "Wang Dong, you don't have to praise me for the sake of face. If you think it tastes bad, you can leave it aside. We are here to be judges, so of course we have to be fair."
Son-in-law Wang Dong listened to his father-in-law and quickly said, "No, no, Dad, I really think it tastes good."
Wang Dong continued without saying anything and wolfed down the plate of fried rice.
After he finished eating, he said seriously: "Mom and Dad, Yanmei, I really didn't mean to praise Ruifeng on purpose. Ruifeng's fried rice is really delicious."
Lin Yanmei handed the remaining barbecue fried rice to her husband and said, "Then try this and compare it."
Seeing that his father also wanted to eat barbecue fried rice, his son Wang Chenchen immediately said: "Dad, this is delicious, this one has meat in it, and I like the taste too."
Wang Dong took a bite, tasted it and said, "Well, this is also delicious, but it's a little too greasy. Maybe Chenchen will like it because it has a strong meaty taste, but the fried rice has been completely spoiled by the meaty taste. I can't even taste the fried rice."
Wang Chenchen was a little surprised when he heard his father say this: "Dad, don't you like to eat this?"
Wang Dong smiled and said, "It's not that I don't like it, Dad just thinks that compared to my uncle's fried rice, Dad likes my uncle's fried rice better."
Wang Chenchen said, "Then, can I like this barbecue fried rice?"
At this time, grandma spoke up: "Of course you can, Chenchen can eat whichever one he likes. We come here to eat what we like. It doesn't matter if Chenchen doesn't like his uncle's."
Hearing what grandma said, Wang Chenchen smiled happily: "Okay, Chenchen likes barbecue fried rice, Dad likes uncle's fried rice, what about Mom?"
Perhaps Lin Ruifeng did not expect that the real judges of this round of judging were actually his sister, brother-in-law and nephew, a family of three.
Lin Yanmei looked at her son, then looked at her husband, and then said, "Mom supports uncle."
Wang Chenchen counted on his hands and said, "Well, mom and dad like uncle's, Chenchen likes barbecue fried rice, so it's 2 to 1, so uncle should win."
Lin Yanmei smiled and said to her son, "Your uncle hasn't won yet. In addition to us, there are other judges, and the most important judge hasn't arrived yet. Only after the two most important judges have eaten can we finally determine whether your uncle can win."
Wang Chenchen asked curiously: "Mom, who is the most important judge?"
Lin Yanmei smiled and replied, "He is my uncle's master."
Wang Chenchen was even more curious: "Is my uncle's master extremely powerful?"
Wang Dong wiped his son's mouth with a smile and said, "Of course he is awesome. His uncle's master is the uncle in the cooking video you watched at home. Chenchen, do you think that uncle is the best?"
Wang Chenchen immediately exclaimed: "Wow, my uncle's master turned out to be that online chef? That's really amazing."
Seeing the admiration in her son's eyes, Lin Yanmei said, "Should we wait for that uncle to come back? There is a younger sister who is one year younger than you in your uncle's family. Would you like to meet your sister, Chenchen?"
Wang Chenchen naturally agreed immediately: "Okay, I want to see you."
Lin Yanmei looked at her husband again.
Wang Dong faced his wife's gaze and said with a smile, "Why are you looking at me like that? Of course I have to stay too. I've even taken a leave of absence. I must see a culinary master like Chef Feng in person."
Lin Yanmei is very grateful to her husband. She knows that he took a special leave to accompany her for her and her son, for the two elderly people in the family, and to cheer up her brother-in-law. Lin Yanmei feels very happy to have such an understanding husband.