By the time Lin Ruifeng had closed his stall, Feng Yifan and his family should have fallen asleep.
But something was different tonight, the light in Feng Yifan's room was still on.
But the couple in the room were not performing an action movie, but a very sad tragedy.
Feng Yifan was squatting beside the bed, looking at his wife pitifully, and kept begging: "My dear wife, I really know I was wrong. It's already midnight. Why don't we go to bed first? Aren't you going to take Ruoruo to the vegetable garden tomorrow?"
Su Ruoxi lay on her side on the bed, showing off her slightly plump figure in front of her husband.
Hearing her husband's plea, Su Ruoxi glanced at him like a queen and said, "Do you know you are wrong? Then tell me, what exactly did you do wrong?"
This is the sixth time Su Ruoxi has asked this question tonight.
In the first five times, Feng Yifan gave various answers, but it was obvious that his wife was not satisfied with any of them, otherwise he would not have to squat beside the bed and could not go to bed.
Fortunately, his wife did not allow Feng Yifan to kneel, probably because she thought it was inappropriate. Or rather, his wife forgot to prepare the washboard in advance. It was too late and both parents had gone to bed, and Su Ruoxi could not go out to get it, so she could only let her husband squat by the bed, which was obviously more difficult than kneeling.
Facing his wife's fifth question, Feng Yifan could only say: "I shouldn't have colluded with Ruoruo to bully you, I shouldn't have high-fived Ruoruo to piss you off, I shouldn't have..."
In one breath, Feng Yifan said a lot of things that he shouldn't have said.
But Su Ruoxi on the bed shook her head: "No, don't avoid the important issues. Your focus is not on these issues. Think about it carefully. If you can't think of it, you will sleep squatting tonight."
Feng Yifan really felt like crying but had no tears. He had never realized that his wife had such a side to her.
It's really a torture.
Feng Yifan asked helplessly: "Wife, can you give me some hints?"
Su Ruoxi shook her head and said, "No hint, think quickly, or I'll just sleep alone."
As she said this, the wife turned around and pretended to be going to sleep.
Feng Yifan saw this and quickly said, "No, no, my dear wife, I'm telling you, I think it's because I'm too chauvinistic, I didn't fully consider the problem from my wife's perspective, I didn't share her troubles, and I didn't teach Ruoruo well."
This time Su Ruoxi fell silent, as if Feng Yifan was right.
Seeing this situation, Feng Yifan slowly stood up and quietly moved towards his wife on the bed.
Just when she was about to stand up, Su Ruoxi suddenly said, "No, don't move. I knew you were going to move. Humph, you say one thing in public and another behind your back."
Feng Yifan first smiled at his wife, and then pounced on the bed like a tiger pouncing on its prey.
"Hey, honey, dear baby, I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong. Look, it's very late now. If you don't go to bed, you won't be able to get up tomorrow morning. If you can't get up, Ruoruo will definitely come over to bother you again, so let's go to bed quickly."
When her husband pounced on her, Su Ruoxi immediately used her hands and feet to hold him down, preventing him from hugging her.
After hearing what her husband said, Su Ruoxi said, "Don't touch me. If you touch me again, I will scream. I will wake Ruoruo up and let Ruoruo see you."
Feng Yifan had a helpless look on his face and could only not touch his wife: "Okay, my dear wife, let's stop making trouble."
Su Ruoxi said seriously: "Who made trouble with you? Tell me, were you wrong today?"
Feng Yifan knelt on the bed and said, "Yes, yes, I was wrong today."
Su Ruoxi continued, "Then tell me, today you and Ruoruo bullied me again and high-fived each other. Did you do it on purpose to piss me off?"
Feng Yifan continued, "No, it's really not my wife. I was just joking with my daughter at the time. We definitely didn't mean to make you angry. You are my wife, my baby. How could I team up with my daughter to deliberately make you angry? This is a misunderstanding."
Su Ruoxi pouted and said, "It's not a misunderstanding, you did it on purpose."
Feng Yifan said again: "I really didn't mean it, baby, I was wrong."
Su Ruoxi had actually made enough of a fuss at this point, but she wanted to leave a deep impression on her husband and serve as a wake-up call to him.
So she kicked her husband with her foot, then put her legs on him and said, "Give me a leg massage."
Feng Yifan quickly agreed and said, "Okay, it's my honor to be able to give you a leg massage."
Then Feng Yifan began to massage his wife's legs.
As soon as she hit him, Su Ruoxi said, "Ouch, you hit me so hard, can't you be a little gentler? It hurts me, what if I scream and wake Ruoruo up?"
Feng Yifan quickly lowered his voice: "I'm sorry, honey. I'll be gentler, gentler."
But after gently pounding twice, his wife said, "Oh, why are you so weak and have no strength at all? Did you not eat dinner?"
Feng Yifan could only slowly increase his strength, and his wife tormented him for a long time.
It was not until his wife began to yawn that Feng Yifan slowly moved closer to his wife.
"Wife, it's getting late outside. Why don't we go to bed early? We have to get up early tomorrow morning, and you still have to take Ruoruo to pick vegetables, right?"
Su Ruoxi was naturally unwilling: "No, you can't just beat your legs, you have to tell me a story."
Feng Yifan looked helpless at first, but when he saw his wife turning her head to look at him, he immediately smiled and said, "Okay, okay, tell me a story. What story do you want to hear, baby?"
Su Ruoxi caught a glimpse of her husband's helpless expression at first, and then his expression changed instantly, which she also found very interesting.
She thought for a moment and said, "Well, tell me how you helped those restaurants get three stars abroad."
Seeing that his wife wanted to listen, Feng Yifan explained it to her carefully.
"The star rating is a criterion for judging top restaurants abroad. It is evaluated every year by a special organization similar to the catering association. After several rounds of evaluation, a comprehensive evaluation is made based on the restaurant's interior decoration, service quality, food quality, and even the dining environment experience."
Hearing this, Su Ruoxi immediately asked: "Is the catering group of my aunt also responsible for judging?"
Feng Yifan shook his head and said, "It's different. My aunt's catering group is a business, which is different from the organization that conducts restaurant star reviews. Of course, my aunt's company has some very professional reviewers, including several well-known foreign food critics."
Speaking of food critics, Feng Yifan expanded on this by saying, "In fact, food critics are a group that most chefs dislike very much abroad."
Su Ruoxi was very curious: "Why don't chefs like food critics?"
Feng Yifan did not answer directly, but asked his wife: "Do you think the dishes you like to eat are definitely the most delicious and the dishes that everyone will like?"
Su Ruoxi immediately said, "Of course not. What I like is definitely what I like. I certainly can't say that what I like is the most delicious, nor can I say that the dishes I like will definitely be liked by everyone."
Feng Yifan nodded: "So, food reviews are inherently subjective."
Su Ruoxi thought about it and felt that what her husband said was right.
After all, whether something tastes good or not is different for each person.
Especially for people from different countries and nationalities, what everyone considers delicious will definitely not taste exactly the same, there will definitely be individual deviations.
Seeing that his wife understood, Feng Yifan continued, "Food critics often have a high voice. They say which restaurant is delicious and recommend which one. In foreign countries, a restaurant may become famous instantly because of their food review and become a popular restaurant.
But it is also possible that a top restaurant could suddenly become deserted or even on the verge of bankruptcy because of an article by a food critic, so do you think there would be any chef who would like such a person? "
After hearing what her husband said, Su Ruoxi couldn't help but ask, "Didn't those people gain too much power?"
Feng Yifan nodded: "It is indeed too big. So, they are not necessarily objective. Anyway, I don't think that a star-rated restaurant is necessarily the most delicious. Of course, in terms of service quality, the service of a star-rated restaurant must be great."
Su Ruoxi said: "Good service is also a good selling point."
Feng Yifan said: "But overseas services are charged."
Su Ruoxi continued, "Yes, they provided you with good service, so you should pay them. For example, many top restaurants in China now charge service fees."
Feng Yifan shook his head and said, "I'm not saying that there should be no charge. What I mean is that when you go to a restaurant, you're not just paying for the service. More importantly, you're paying for the food I like. Whether the food is delicious or not shouldn't be decided by a few people."
Seeing that her husband was a little excited, Su Ruoxi reached out and touched his face.
"Okay, don't be angry, husband. Didn't you get five stars under such harsh conditions?"
Feng Yifan sighed, took his wife's hand, slid down and hugged her. Before his wife could react, he continued to talk to divert her attention.
"For a restaurant review, first of all, it has to go through a survey, then it has to be included in a shortlist, and then a professional food critic will dine at the restaurant and then judge the restaurant as a whole based on the dining experience to decide what level the restaurant can be rated at."
Su Ruoxi heard this and said, "Well, in this case, the review will take a long time, right?"
Feng Yifan nodded. "Basically, the review period is one year. If you can't make it to the shortlist in the first half of the year, you may not be able to catch up with the star review in the same year. Then you need to wait another year. This is also a test of time for a restaurant."
Su Ruoxi asked curiously: "Why is it a test of time?"
Feng Yifan said: "Because if you think about it, if the restaurant is not doing well, it may have closed down before the second year's review."
Su Ruoxi didn't understand it at first, but nodded in agreement.
After a while, she came to her senses.
How could a restaurant that is on the shortlist for star reviews simply go bankrupt within a year
"You bad guy, you are playing tricks on me again."
Feng Yifan quickly said, "Hahaha, okay, okay, honey, I was wrong. I was just joking with you. But there is indeed such a risk. After all, a restaurant that wants to be reviewed for a star rating has to make a lot of investments in itself. If it can't break even, it won't be easy to maintain."
Su Ruoxi was a little surprised: "Is it so harsh?"
Feng Yifan nodded: "Of course, a restaurant like that is very particular about the decoration, service, tableware for various dishes, and the type of wine to be used. In particular, some of the wines that are used may be expensive. Those are real money piled up there."
Su Ruoxi was really surprised. She didn't expect that a restaurant like that would require so much effort.
Feng Yifan continued, "Usually, when it comes to the star review, three groups of reviewers will enter the restaurant to dine in turn."
Su Ruoxi asked quickly: "Do we need to divide it into three batches?"
Feng Yifan nodded: "Yes, first there are one-star reviewers. Only if you pass the one-star review will a two-star reviewer come to visit you. If you fail the two-star review, you will most likely be one-star. If you pass the two-star review, a three-star reviewer will come to visit you. If you pass, you will be three-star. If you fail, you will be two-star."
After hearing what her husband said, Su Ruoxi felt that it was indeed a very complicated process.
Feng Yifan explained: "It sounds simple, but the process is not that simple, especially the final three stars. Many restaurants are stuck there. There are many two-star restaurants that may not be able to get three stars even after trying for a long time."
Su Ruoxi twisted her body immediately, turned around when her husband was about to fall, and said to him, "Then I want to ask Chef Feng Yifan, how did you manage to get five restaurants to get three stars in a row?"
Feng Yifan smiled and said: "I didn't let five companies get three stars. I only let two companies get three stars, one company get two stars, and two companies get one star."
Su Ruoxi asked, "So, that's how you got those five stars?"
Feng Yifan smiled and said, "My five stars are directly earned by me for having two restaurants get three stars in two consecutive years. It can be regarded as a compliment."
Su Ruoxi nodded: "Yeah, that's amazing."
Feng Yifan hugged his wife and said, "It's not that great, but I still enjoy the process. It allows me to give full play to my creativity and use what I learned from my father to conquer those foreigners. It is actually a kind of happiness, and it makes those foreigners understand the power of Chinese cuisine."
Su Ruoxi agreed with her husband's words: "Yes, we must let them know how powerful we are."
Then Su Ruoxi asked her husband: "Why don't you plan to let Su Ji get Samsung as well?"
Feng Yifan said seriously: "Because that set of standards is a foreign standard, it cannot be used as a standard to judge Chinese cuisine. It is easy to get Su Ji to get three stars. All you need to do is make some dishes that foreigners like, but those are no longer Chinese cuisine."
Su Ruoxi agreed with her husband again: "Yes, we can't use those foreigners' standards, so let's just set a standard."
After hearing what his wife said, Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Okay, let's set a standard ourselves."