Hardcore Chef Dad

　　 After watching Su Liancheng leave, Su Jinrong slowly turned his head and glanced into the small restaurant. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of his son-in-law walking to the back of the kitchen. He was confident in keeping Su Ji's old plaque.

　　 Su Jinrong still has a little bit different thoughts about this nephew's sudden arrival.

　　 was sent by Su Lanxin?

　　 deliberately came to explore Su Ji's current craftsmanship?

　　 Are you planning to think of a solution to Su Ji’s current craftsmanship?

　　 I still want to see Su Ji, is it no longer enough?

　　 There were a lot of thoughts in his mind, Su Jinrong did not feel annoyed at this time, but was very calm.

　　 After suffering a stroke, although Su Jinrong had mobility problems during this period and spoke more difficultly, his brain was extremely active.

　　 This period of time, after constant introspection, also made Su Jinrong aware of some of his problems.

　　Perhaps before Feng Yifan's son-in-law comes back, Su Jinrong still has a little heart to compete with his sister.

　　 A kind of resentment towards my younger sister, thinking that even if she sacrificed her life, she would not be able to get the old plaque from her ancestors.

　　 But since Feng Yifan came back, the two and a half days of getting along has made Su Jinrong's hatred suddenly indifferent, watching her daughter and son-in-law busy every day.

　　 Especially under the son-in-law’s Zhang Luoxia, the old small restaurant in Su Ji has not only resumed business.

　　 In addition to the original old diners, it also attracted many new diners, which really made Su Jinrong look at his son-in-law a little.

　　 What has benefited Su Jinrong most is the attitude of his son-in-law towards life.

　　 He is no longer the utilitarian and hairy boy who blindly pursues interests. He reveals a taste of everyone.

　　 can be closed during the busiest time of the Lao Cai night market, just to take his wife and daughter, and Su Jinrong, an old man who can't stand up to go to the night market.

　　 This is the point alone, Su Jinrong also thinks that he is himself, and I am afraid he may not be able to make up his mind to do it.

　　 You have to know that Su Ji only resumed business, and now the night market is the best time for business in Old Street.

　　 But Feng Yifan was able to put aside the money without making any money, and went directly to the night market in an unusually wayward manner, and then took his family out to visit the night market.

　　Su Jinrong had a stroke and hemiplegia, but he was not stupid. Seeing the smiles on the faces of his daughter and granddaughter, he would feel a lot more relaxed in his heart. Last night he thought about the past seriously for the first time in years.

　　 After thinking about it for a while, Su Jinrong suddenly discovered that he had always thought Feng Yifan was profiteering.

　　 But why is he himself?

　　 When Su Jinrong lay on the bed last night and recalled the past, he suddenly realized that the happiest time was the time when the whole family went to the night market last night.

　　 During the rest of Su Jinrong's life, he spent almost all of his time in Su Ji's back kitchen.

　　 So after the reflection last night, Su Jinrong suddenly seemed to open his heart knot.

　　 Just now when Su Jinrong saw his sister's son, the other party bowed to him and called him "Uncle".

　　 Put it before, maybe Su Jinrong would be very excited, but now he is very calm, just analyzing the other party's true intentions in his heart.

　　 At the end of the analysis, Su Jinrong naturally thought of his son-in-law, remembering the words before his nephew left, and the corners of his stiff mouth twitched slightly, his heart full of trust in his son-in-law.

　　 After Su Liancheng led the secretary out of the old street and got into the car, Su Liancheng directly warned the secretary who was driving.

　　 "You are not allowed to tell my mother about the meal in Su Ji."

　　 The secretary naturally nodded and accepted: "I know Mr. Su."

　　 After a pause, after starting the car, the secretary couldn't help but ask: "President Su, your uncle's son-in-law, is the craftsmanship really as good as you said in the small restaurant?"

　　 In the secretary's question, he obviously revealed a little bit of unbelief and was not so optimistic about Feng Yifan's craftsmanship.

　　 Su Liancheng sitting in the car sighed and said, “I’m afraid it’s higher than the evaluation I gave. My cousin may be a real master.”

　　 The secretary was shocked when he heard that, after thinking about it, he still asked in a low voice: "Could it be that it is better than..."

　　 said half a sentence, and the secretary did not dare to say the other half.

　　 But Su Liancheng knew what the secretary meant and said seriously: "I can tell you responsibly, even if my dad is here, the two kinds of fried rice and Yifu noodles are absolutely incomparable."

　　 The secretary was completely shocked, but he knew very well that his father, Mr. Su, was the chef of the restaurant chain under the restaurant group.

　　 It can be said that the selection training of chefs from chain restaurants around the world and the launch of each dish are all checked by Xiao Su's father.

　　 And the secretary also knew that Su Liancheng’s father was said to be the brother of Su Ji’s stroke boss.

　　 is a real master chef who inherited Su Ji’s former head and was also the top chef who participated in the state banquet.

　　 But Su Liancheng actually said that even if his father came in person, the fried rice and Yifu noodles were definitely not better than the son-in-law who is now in charge of Su Ji?

　　 Seeing the secretary fell silent, Su Liancheng probably knew what the secretary thought, and said in a deep voice, "You must find it incredible? Or do you think I'm exaggerating too much?"

　　 The secretary did not hide it, nodded and told the truth: "Yes, President Su, do you really think your father can't compare?"

　　 Su Liancheng smiled and said, "Do you know ~www.wuxiahere.com~ how the broken golden fried rice in our chain restaurants is fried?"

　　The secretary naturally shook his head, because he was just Su Liancheng's personal secretary, and he had never entered the kitchen of a chain restaurant, let alone learned fried rice.

Su Liancheng sighed before continuing: "The fried rice with broken gold in our restaurant is all scrambled eggs first, then add rice to stir fry. Because the degree of flocculation and non-coagulation of the eggs cannot be controlled, the eggs can only be flocculated first. Stereotype."

　　 The secretary felt a little dizzy when he heard it. In the secretary's mind, he still admired Mr. Su very much.

　　 Su Liancheng's parents started from scratch and founded today's multinational catering group, with chain restaurants spread all over the world.

　　 What made the secretary most admired was that Su Liancheng’s father made some changes to Eastern dishes, and made them rich in Eastern and Western aesthetics, which is comparable to Western dishes in terms of artistic aesthetics.

　　 From the secretary's point of view, Su Liancheng's father is one of the top chefs, and there shouldn't be many people who can match it in China.

　　 But now that after listening to Su Liancheng's evaluation of Feng Yifan, the secretary can't accept it. A cook who looks only 30 years old can surpass Su Liancheng's father in cooking.

　　 Fortunately, Su Liancheng went on to add: "Although his fried rice and Yifu noodles are really superb, the two alone should not be enough to threaten us."

　　'S words made the secretary feel much better, and a smile appeared on his face: "That's for sure, so don't worry about Mr. Su."

　　 Su Liancheng did not respond, leaning on the back seat, closing his eyes and resting, as if still reminiscing about the taste of the bowl of chicken soup Yifu noodles.

　　 The secretary drove the car quietly, rushing to their real destination today, a very famous restaurant in Huaicheng, Fujing Building.