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In the small cup, there is a white and tender lion's head, which separates the golden and white soup and the green embellishment, which is like a beautiful picture scroll.

At this moment, all the old diners couldn't help exclaiming.

God, where is this still a dish? It's a work of art.

It's so beautiful, old Su, it looks like Su Ji really has a successor.

It's so beautiful, I, I, I don't dare to eat it?

Lao Zhangtou, who came here once yesterday, said with a smile, Hehehe, now you know how I felt yesterday? Lao Su, the son-in-law, has already sublimated his cooking. I'm afraid Master Su was also at the state banquet back then. But is that so?

Another old man with a long beard nodded in agreement: Indeed, this is not just a dish, it's like a work of art.

And a silver-haired old lady said: Cooking and cooking, this is the real cooking.

Hearing the praise from a group of old diners, Feng Yifan quickly smiled and said, Uncle and auntie, don't praise me so much. I'm embarrassed. This is one of my innovative dishes. Please help to taste it.

A group of old diners hesitated for a while, but finally Mrs. Liu said, Okay, let's try it.

Gently scoop down the white porcelain spoon, scoop down a small piece of lion head, and mix with some soup.

Old diners put it in their mouths carefully.

The golden soup is sweet and glutinous, and the white soup is salty and fragrant.

Paired with tofu mixed with mashed fish, the deliciousness instantly jumps on the taste buds.

At this moment, it is really impossible to describe it with any words. Every diners are reluctant to put down their spoons and just eat them one by one.

Gold soup is paired, white soup is paired, then gold and white soup are mixed.

Every bite has a completely different taste experience, and the deliciousness jumps on the tip of the tongue, like a traditional opera that is not gorgeous but addicting.

Perhaps without the splendor of Western stage play, without the more intense emotional outbursts.

But the euphemistic and melancholy, yet simple opera, can better reflect a kind of oriental subtle beauty.

The restaurant was unusually quiet, no one spoke, the only sound was the crisp sound of the spoon colliding with the small cup.

Finally, when the lion's head was finished, the diners picked up the small cup and put it to their mouths carefully with a spoon to scoop all the soup into their mouths.

Putting down the small cups in their hands one after another, the diners didn't say a word, sitting there still pondering.

Such a lion head has indeed brought a big different experience to everyone, and the color, fragrance, meaning and shape are simply displayed perfectly.

These old diners present can be said to be the dishes of the snack Su Ji. There are even a few elderly people who invited Su Ji's chef to the wedding banquet when they got married.

Su Ji, a small restaurant, is so popular with old diners because it's not just the taste of the dishes.

Old diners like Su Ji because although Su Ji is a small restaurant, the dishes it presents can be regarded as top-notch in terms of color, flavor, taste, and shape.

When Grandpa Su Ruoxi was alive, many big restaurants would send chefs to Su Ji to study skills, or ask Grandpa Su Ruoxi to guide him.

One of the important reasons for this is that Su Ruoxi's grandfather cooked dishes, and the color, aroma, meaning and shape were exceptional.

After Su Jinrong took over, he was also invited, and even held a position in the catering association.

Only in the following years, with the inflow of more foreign restaurant dishes. These traditional dishes of Su Ji are gradually not being sought after by young people. It is natural for Su Ji to return to the role of this small restaurant on the old street.

In the following years, Su Jinrong no longer pursues excellence, and retains the taste but no longer pursues shape and meaning.

This is also in line with a style that a street restaurant should have.

But for old diners,

I will still miss Su Ji's top-notch dishes in terms of color, flavor, taste, and shape.

Now, the return of Feng Yifan has once again allowed old diners to see such perfect dishes.

Such a unique and innovative dish is actually not a very fancy dish, and the ingredients are not so precious. But it is such a kind of simplicity that reveals a kind of luxury, which really makes old diners have endless aftertastes.

Finally, after a long silence, Mrs. Liu spoke up.

Lao Su, your son-in-law is really incredible, this dish is really superb.

To be honest, I haven't eaten this for many years. Such a dish that maximizes the color, flavor, and meaning, I feel that I will always be hungry after eating it.

Feng Yifan listened to Mrs. Liu's words and said with a smile, Hehehe, Aunt Liu, if you like it, if you want to eat it, I will prepare it for you at any time.

As soon as he finished speaking, another old man rubbed his mouth carefully for a long time and said, Well, in addition to tofu, there should be a very delicious meat in this lion's head, right? It should be a kind of fish meat?

Hearing the old man's words, Feng Yifan was a little surprised, but he didn't expect the other party to be able to eat fish.

Seeing the surprise on Feng Yifan's face, the old man smiled and said, Is it strange? Why can I guess? Because only fish can mix well with tofu after removing its original flavor.

Feng Yifan nodded and said to the old man, Well, it is indeed fish. I used channel catfish. I bought a few fresh ones today.

Hearing this, the old man's eyes suddenly lit up: A channel catfish? No wonder, this big river is well-deserved of its reputation. Mr. Dongpo has a poem saying, The pink stone head is still boneless, and the snow-white puffer fish is not medicine. , beautiful.

Feng Yifan was also very happy with the unanimous praise from everyone, which is a kind of affirmation for his new dishes.

In fact, this dish was also created by Feng Yifan in his previous life, when he was in memory of his wife.

He clearly remembered that his wife Su Ruoxi liked to eat channel catfish and lion heads. Therefore, Feng Yifan in his previous life created this Double Soup Channel Catfish Tofu Lion's Head for his wife, and even the two soups were prepared according to his wife's taste.

It's a pity that in the past life, he was not able to let his wife taste it, and now he can finally make it himself for his wife to eat.

Feng Yifan looked at his wife at the counter, walked quietly to the counter, and whispered to his wife at the counter, Don't worry, I still have the channel catfish I bought. I'll make it for you and my daughter in the evening.

Su Ruoxi was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then felt that her husband said that she was like a foodie, and responded a little unhappily: I didn't say I wanted to eat, what does it have to do with me if you do it or not?

Seeing his wife's arrogant appearance, Feng Yifan couldn't help but feel happy. Now, the more he looks, the more cute his wife is.

After smiling, Feng Yifan said, Okay then, I'll just cook it for Ruoruo to eat at night.

Hearing this, Su Ruoxi was immediately unhappy: You dare...

After blurting out, Su Ruoxi felt that something was wrong again, as if she was following Feng Yifan's words, she immediately turned her head and said, Hmph, it's up to you to do it or not, I don't care who you cook it for.

Seeing his wife pretending not to care, Feng Yifan found it even more interesting. He didn't talk much, and turned back to clear the table.

The small cups and noodle bowls were cleaned up, and the old diners were satisfied with their meals, sitting together and chatting with Su Jinrong.

As summer approaches, the afternoon sun is scorching hot outside, but the atmosphere in Su Ji Restaurant is even more lively. The old diners are chatting all over the place, and Su Jinrong tries to interject a few words from time to time. The atmosphere is really hot and harmonious.

Feng Yifan also prepared a little tea for everyone after the meal, which is considered to be a relief for everyone in the summer.

Although Su Ji now only has old diners to join in, Feng Yifan leaned against the back kitchen door and watched the scene of harmony in the restaurant. From time to time, I will show affection with my wife from time to time. This kind of small life is comfortable and satisfying.