When Lin Ruifeng was preparing roast goose and duck, Shi Jiahui noticed some problems with his cooking.
"Did you serve this crispy water yesterday?"
Lin Ruifeng nodded: "Yes, according to the master's request, after applying the crispy water, it must be blown overnight."
Shi Jiahui continued to ask: "Then why don't you prepare crispy paste? If it's just crispy water, there's no way to keep the skin crispy for a long time."
Lin Ruifeng was a little surprised and said, "Master didn't teach me any crispy paste?"
Shi Jiahui was stunned for a moment, then carefully sorted out the problem.
She quickly thought of the crux of the problem.
The reason why Feng Yifan didn't use crispy batter was because he was baking the pork while setting up a stall at the night market, so the time was relatively short. That is to say, before the crispy surface faded, Feng Yifan had actually sold most of them, so there was no need for crispy batter.
But now Lin Ruifeng is different. He bakes it first every day and then brings it over to be paired with fried rice.
Therefore, it takes longer to leave, and there is no way to ensure that the skin remains crispy all the time.
At the same time, Shi Jiahui also discovered that Lin Ruifeng did not blow enough air into the geese and ducks, causing the skin to fail to expand. This was also the reason why the skin was not crispy enough after baking.
Shi Jiahui pointed out these problems to him and also helped him prepare a crispy batter.
In this way, Lin Ruifeng's roast goose and roast duck will be even better.
At the same time, Su Jinrong also gave some suggestions, telling Lin Ruifeng how to stir-fry fried rice, and told Lin Ruifeng some methods to control oil, and how to control the amount when adding some greasiness-reducing ingredients.
Under the guidance of the two, Lin Ruifeng quickly mastered some tricks and further improved the fried rice.
Of course, on the other hand, Ma Xiaolong also made some improvements to his barbecue fried rice with the help of his three partners.
First of all, I followed Catherine’s suggestions and made some adjustments to the ingredients of the barbecue marinade. I also changed the fried rice sauce so that the taste was no longer so strong, but retained the original aroma.
Tom also gave Ma Xiaolong some pointers on the grilling technique, asking him to rotate the grill so that the meat could be heated more evenly.
Finally, it was Hans. While the other two were helping Ma Xiaolong with improvements, he was working on developing a seasoning sauce.
Hans made this sauce in the same way as he makes desserts.
Hans handed it to Ma Xiaolong and said, "This flavor should be delicious when paired with your barbecue fried rice. It can better stimulate the aroma of barbecue and fried rice, and it can also relieve greasiness. You can try it together."
A few people tried it and found that Hans's snack-like seasoning sauce was surprisingly delicious.
Ma Xiaolong was even more surprised: "Why didn't I think of that? This is a method we often used before. It is paired with this kind of sauce similar to snacks to alleviate the greasiness of the dishes and some of the shortcomings in taste. I actually forgot this method."
Catherine smiled and said, "It seems that you are not a loyal student of the chef."
Tom went on to say: "This is a special sauce that the chef had used before, and it convinced the inspectors at the time, allowing us to successfully obtain a star rating."
Ma Xiaolong quickly asked Hans: "What is your formula?"
Hans smiled and said, "This is very simple. Beat the cream until half-whipped, add lemon juice, sea salt, a little pepper, and some chopped vegetables, and mix well."
Ma Xiaolong was a little surprised when he heard this: "Is this the salad dressing we made before?"
Hans nodded, "Yes, salad dressing, but I crushed the salad parts and added them in."
Ma Xiaolong agreed: "Good idea, Hans, you are really amazing now."
Catherine smiled and said, "Although we have all left, Hans is still the pastry chef of the three-star restaurant, so he is naturally better than us."
Tom went on to say, “But Hans is gone too, so the restaurant will probably be downgraded this year.”
Hans said: "The star reduction is inevitable. If the chef leaves the restaurant, the star will definitely be reduced. I hope they can find a new chef, otherwise it will only be one star in the end."
Everyone here at Ma Xiaolong's place is very clear about this, and Feng Yifan is also very clear about this.
One of the items in the three-star restaurant review is whether the chef is stable.
Usually if the head chef is replaced, the star rating will be reduced in the next review.
Feng Yifan’s departure was already a blow to the restaurant. Now that Hans is leaving, it is unclear whether the restaurant can retain its one-star rating.
But these are not within the consideration of Ma Xiaolong and his team.
Feng Yifan helped the restaurant get three stars, but the moment the restaurant owner failed to keep him, it was inevitable that the restaurant would be downgraded.
Whether the restaurant will be unable to recover or get back on its feet depends on luck.
At this time, Catherine suddenly said, "If the three of us open a restaurant, can we let the chef continue to be our chef? In that case, our small restaurant will have a chance to win a star rating."
Ma Xiaolong was stunned when he heard this, and then he saw that Hans and Tom both looked expectant, so he smiled bitterly.
"You three guys are really ambitious."
Tom said, "If the chef has two three-star restaurants, then he will get another star. Then he will have six stars. He should be the only one in the world, right?"
Catherine and Hans also looked expectant, wanting to see whether Feng Yifan could accomplish such a feat.
Ma Xiaolong watched the three people getting more and more excited as they talked, and decisively poured a bucket of cold water on them.
"The chef said that his restaurant doesn't need stars now, and he has never thought about getting three stars again. In addition, the chef feels that foreigners are not qualified to comment on his Chinese restaurant."
These words really shocked Catherine and the other two.
But then Hans suddenly said, "Oh, our chef is so cool. He actually refuses the judgment of those food critics? This is rare in the world. If the chef is really successful, then his restaurant will be truly unique in the world."
Ma Xiaolong was still extremely confident: "The chef's restaurant must be unique."
Perhaps this uniqueness seems like a joke to others.
But Ma Xiaolong and his friends knew very well that Feng Yifan was a true artist in the kitchen, and each of his dishes was indeed unique. So Feng Yifan's own restaurant must also be unique.
While we were discussing and yearning for a while.
Feng Yifan in the zoo suddenly covered his mouth and sneezed.
Feng Ruoruo happened to be standing next to her father. Seeing her father sneezing with his elbow covering his mouth, the little girl immediately asked with great concern: "Dad, dad, what's wrong with you? Are you sick? When Ruoruo was sick before, she would sneeze like you."
Feng Yifan took out a handkerchief, wiped it carefully, squatted down and said to his daughter: "Dad is not sick, it's just that his nose suddenly itched, so he sneezed."
Feng Ruoruo hugged her father's cheek and said seriously: "Dad, you have to be well and don't get sick."
Seeing his daughter's concerned look, Feng Yifan smiled and responded, "Okay, Dad will definitely try his best not to get sick."
Feng Ruoruo smiled happily, hugged her father and patted his back gently.
The look of the father and daughter hugging each other at this moment is really heartwarming.
When the father and daughter separated, Feng Ruoruo continued to play with her sisters and brothers. Feng Yifan came close to his wife and whispered to her, "Someone must have said something about me behind my back, so I sneezed suddenly."
Su Ruoxi laughed when she heard this: "You must have done too many bad things, so someone is scolding you behind your back, right?"
Without waiting for her husband's response, Su Ruoxi thought about it seriously and said, "Well, it must be Xiao Lin or Xiao Ma, or those people in the kitchen of Fujing Building. Oh, yes, it could be that Qi Deqiang. Wasn't he driven away by you? He holds a grudge."
Feng Yifan couldn't help but shake his head and sigh when he heard his wife talk about Qi Deqiang: "I originally thought that he might be someone who would pursue improvement in cooking skills, but I didn't expect that."
Su Ruoxi heard her husband sigh and comforted him: "People are different. Maybe he just wants to gain some fame and find a job with a better income. Besides, he also learned your cooking in Fujing Building."
Feng Yifan shook his head and said, "Each dish looks similar. It's not difficult to make those dishes, but the difficult part is how to cook out the true essence of the dish."
Su Ruoxi thought about it seriously and said, "Well, I don't really understand this, but I think you're right. For example, some of the dishes my dad used to cook, maybe some of his assistants made them at that time, the process seemed to be the same, but they couldn't make the taste of my dad's."
Feng Yifan said seriously: "So, if Qi Deqiang can calm down and think carefully, maybe he can make further progress. Now he will definitely not have the opportunity to improve."
Su Ruoxi asked curiously: "How do you know that people can't make progress?"
Feng Yifan sighed and said, "Some people pursue different things."
Su Ruoxi asked again: "What about Brother Zhang?"
Hearing his wife asking about Zhang Fenglin, Feng Yifan was a little helpless again: "Brother Zhang is old, and there may not be much room for improvement. However, he should be able to improve a little by following Uncle Nine. I just hope he can still have that enterprising spirit."
Su Ruoxi thought for a moment and asked, "Are you really confident in handing over Fujing Tower to Uncle Nine?"
Feng Yifan smiled and asked, "Why? Do you still have any prejudice against Uncle Nine?"
Su Ruoxi shook her head: "I don't have any prejudice, I'm just wondering, Uncle Nine lost to the eldest sister before, can he really be competent for the job in Fujing Tower?"
Feng Yifan said seriously, "It should be okay. Besides, Senior Sister, we are going to stay in Su Ji. Ninth Uncle is still of a certain standard. Although he is a little conceited, he is really meticulous when cooking. His level must be higher than Senior Brother Zhang and Qi Deqiang."
Su Ruoxi was a little dissatisfied after hearing this: "Brother Zhang was also the head chef of Fujinglou before."
Feng Yifan shook his head helplessly: "Think about it, Senior Brother Zhang was forced away by Tan Xueli, and what kind of state was Fujing Building in before?"
Su Ruoxi was suddenly speechless. She knew that what her husband said was right.
Before Su Liancheng completed the acquisition, Fujinglou was not a very famous restaurant except for its scenic advantage. Even at that time, many Huaicheng locals would say that Fujinglou was a place to deceive outsiders and was not a restaurant that made good local dishes.
However, after Tan Xueli spent some time in Fujing Building, she quickly restored the reputation of Fujing Building.
Later, with the help of Feng Yifan, Fujing Building was able to regain its original characteristics.
After Feng Yifan and his team left, Fujinglou was facing its current predicament. If Feng Yifan had not returned in time and solved the problem of Fujinglou quickly with a quick and decisive approach, Fujinglou would probably have faced a new round of crisis.
Overall, Zhang Fenglin’s strength is indeed not enough, which led to the current result.
Feng Yifan continued to whisper to his wife, "Uncle Nine has been in Shanghai for so many years, and he is qualified to compete for the position of head chef, which shows that he is of a certain level. So I think letting Uncle Nine take over is definitely better than Zhang Fenglin."
Su Ruoxi couldn't help but sigh: "In the end, it is still Grandpa's apprentice who is qualified."
Feng Yifan smiled and comforted his wife: "If you think so, it shows that Grandpa is very powerful. Even though he was abandoned by so many people, those disciples can still stand on their own."
Su Ruoxi pretended to be angry after hearing this: "Are you saying that my dad is not good enough?"
Feng Yifan immediately said, "It's not that Dad can't do it, it's that Dad is too kind, not as cruel as Grandpa."
Su Ruoxi felt that what her husband said was indeed correct. Compared with her grandfather, her father was indeed much more merciful. It was also because of this mercy, or should we say benevolence, that the teams that Su Jinrong led before and after Feng Yifan were not particularly outstanding.
Therefore, after Feng Yifan went abroad, Su Ji still had to rely on the old man himself.
So from this point of view, Su Jinrong is not as good as his father in teaching his disciples.
Su Ruoxi asked her husband: "Do you think you can teach Xiaolin well in the future? Let him become the chef who can carry Su Ji?"
Feng Yifan thought for a while and said, "Ruifeng and Ning Cheng are just the first choices now, which doesn't mean they are the only ones. I am still young and strong, so the matter of Su's inheritance can be put aside for now. Maybe our son will be a better successor in the future?"
When Su Ruoxi heard her husband say this, she immediately pouted and said unhappily, "Then can't we pass it on to Ruoruo?"
Feng Yifan smiled and replied to his wife: "If our Ruoruo really wants to learn, I will definitely teach her with all my heart, but it is not so easy to succeed."
Su Ruoxi continued: "Then you know that it will definitely be a son in the future?"
Feng Yifan could only say: "It doesn't matter. Whether we have a son or a daughter, as long as they want to learn, I will do my best to teach them. Even if they can't inherit it completely, I won't blame them. As long as they try their best, it's fine."
After saying this, Feng Yifan suddenly figured out something, looked at his wife's stomach and asked, "Could it be that? You have already?"
Su Ruoxi smiled sweetly and whispered something into her husband's ear.
Before her husband could cheer excitedly, Su Ruoxi said, "Don't say anything now. We can't be sure yet."
Feng Yifan still looked excited, but he also agreed not to tell anyone for the time being.