Chapter 644: The Second Judge

Feng Yifan's idea made Feng Jiandong and Lu Cuiling feel very good, but it is not so easy to implement the specific requirements. So the old couple didn't agree right away, but said they would study it carefully and finally decide on a very practical plan to implement.

Feng Yifan naturally wouldn't say much, he also understood that this didn't happen overnight.

However, he also felt that if this matter was successful, all the ten miles and eight villages in the entire town should be mobilized in the future to form a sufficient scale so that everyone in the town could become rich.

When Feng Yifan was at home, helping his parents to conceive some new business strategies for the vegetable base.

Lin Ruifeng, who runs a stall in the city, is still working hard.

Taking advice from his uncle Shi Jiahui, Lin Ruifeng made some improvements to the fried rice, and devised a method of cooking lemon juice with a watering can. In this way, the problem of adding more lemon juice may cause the fried rice to become too watery.

And Lin Ruifeng also learned a lesson and made some adjustments in the taste.

It not only ensures the original taste of the fried rice on the iron plate, but also adds some innovations to make the fried rice taste better.

After Lin Ruifeng made some adjustments and his business started to improve, his stall ushered in the second round of judges.

At about eight o'clock that night, the first round of dinner peak passed, and there were three figures, three, one, one, and four, who came to the small market.

One of them arranged for the two old people to sit down, and instead of going to Lin Ruifeng's stall, they went to Ma Xiaolong's first. Ma Xiaolong's business is still very good these days, so even after the first round of dinner peak, there are still people queuing up in front of his stall.

People who came to line up in front of Ma Xiaolong's stall were not in a hurry and waited patiently.

After queuing for about half an hour, the man came to Ma Xiaolong's stall and ordered four barbecued meat and fried rice.

Ma Xiaolong didn't care, and quickly made four servings of fried rice for the other party.

But when the frying was about to be finished, the man suddenly said, "There is one serving for children, can you please don't add chili?"

Because the other party ordered four at a time, Ma Xiaolong mixed them together for frying, and then packed them one by one.

So when the other party didn't say anything, Ma Xiaolong had actually added chili and fried it.

But since the other party spoke,

He finally agreed.

"Okay, then please wait a moment, I'll fry another one for you."

As he said that, Ma Xiaolong packed all four of them first, and said to the person behind this person: "Here is one more, can I give it to you?"

The people in line didn't mind: "Okay."

Ma Xiaolong handed the fried rice to the people behind, and then quickly fried another, and this time did not put chili, but used another piece of fried rice sauce.

After frying and putting them in boxes, Ma Xiaolong handed four portions to the buyer.

The other party took it and responded: "Thank you."

Ma Xiaolong responded calmly: "You're welcome."

Ma Xiaolong then watched the woman who was carrying four servings of fried rice turn and leave, and then saw the other party give it to two elderly people and a child. After putting it down, the woman walked towards Lin Ruifeng's stall again.

For unknown reasons, at this moment Ma Xiaolong felt that these people were the judges arranged to judge him and Lin Ruifeng.

"Boss, are you still in business?"

The urging voice brought Ma Xiaolong back to his thoughts, and he quickly responded with a smile: "What do you want, please? Barbecue and fried rice, right? Added ingredients? Yes, do you want chili?"

The person standing in front of the stall was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Well, let's put some."

Ma Xiaolong quickly started to stir up: "Okay, wait a moment."

The woman who bought four boxes of fried rice in front of Ma Xiaolong's stall stood in front of Lin Ruifeng's stall and said with a smile: "Boss, here are four servings of fried rice, a little less, and four more bowls of small wontons. One bowl is Give it to children, don't put green onion and pepper."

Hearing the voice in front of the stall, Lin Ruifeng instantly showed surprise on his face, and then raised his head to look at the other party.

"Sister? You, why are you here?"

Lin Yanmei, who was standing in front of the stall, smiled and asked, "What's the matter? I can't come? Could it be that there is something special about my brother's fried rice? Can't my parents and I eat it?"

Lin Ruifeng hurriedly said: "No, sister, are you alone?"

As soon as the words finished, another voice sounded beside Lin Yanmei: "Mom, why do you still want to buy it?"

Lin Ruifeng lowered his head and saw standing next to his sister, a boy who looked about the same age as Feng Ruoruo was standing there. The boy's eyebrows and eyes were very similar to his sister's. He knew instantly that the boy should be his sister's child, and he greeted the boy with a smile.

"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 uncle. Before you came, didn't you keep yelling at your mother and grandparents, do you want to see uncle's?"

The boy listened to his mother, poked his head out from behind his mother, and quietly and carefully looked at Lin Ruifeng.

Lin Yanmei encouraged her son again: "Don't be afraid, be bold, come out and call uncle."

Encouraged by his mother, the boy finally stood up and called Lin Ruifeng earnestly, "Uncle."

Lin Ruifeng responded happily with a smile: "Hello."

Lin Yanmei pointed behind her again and said: "I came with my parents, you have to behave well, don't let your parents, sister and your little nephew down."

Lin Ruifeng immediately understood that the judges that Master had mentioned included his parents and sister.

He was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile: "Okay, sister, 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, don't put chili on me."

Lin Ruifeng agreed: "Well, uncle promises not to put chili peppers."

When his sister led his little nephew back, Lin Ruifeng looked at his parents sitting over there again, and he waved to his parents as well, and then seriously prepared four servings of fried rice and small wontons.

Because he knew that his parents, sister and little nephew were here to judge, and they might have bought fried rice from Ma Xiaolong's family, so Lin Ruifeng's fried rice this time was relatively small.

On the other side, Ma Xiaolong inadvertently saw that the woman who bought fried rice at his side just now chatted a lot with Lin Ruifeng at the stall next door. He realized that it was the same as last time, the judge knew Lin Ruifeng. He couldn't help thinking in his heart: Will he favor Lin Ruifeng?

However, Ma Xiaolong is not a person who admits defeat casually. Thinking that the judges may be biased, he decided to work harder.

He wanted to use his strength to win the approval of all the judges including Feng Yifan, so that Lin Ruifeng would be convinced.

Although Lin Ruifeng said that he was very attentive, but to his little nephew, Ma Xiaolong's barbecued meat and fried rice in a box naturally attracted him more. Fried rice is not very interesting.

Because in the eyes of the little boy, the fried rice that his uncle cooks for him is the same as what his father usually cooks.

And my mother bought it from another uncle, put it in a small box, and after opening it, it looks like rice balls, and with the attractive meaty aroma, the little boy thinks it is very delicious.

Lin Yanmei did not force her son to eat uncle's fried rice, but let her son choose.

But after her son finished eating the fried rice, she still let him taste uncle's little wontons.

The little boy was not very happy at first: "Mom, we also have small wontons at home, and the ones made by uncle are nothing special."

Grandpa said at this time: "Then Chenchen must try Uncle's, because Uncle's small wontons are different."

The little boy was also very curious when he heard it. He carefully looked at the small wontons in the bowl, and then scooped up a small wonton with a small spoon.

After scooping it up, the little boy discovered that the uncle's wontons were different.

"Grandpa, grandma, mom, uncle's little wontons are so beautiful. These look like meatballs. Can Chenchen eat them?"

Lin Yanmei said: "Then you can eat, and taste uncle's cooking."

The little boy blew on the small ravioli on the spoon by himself, then carefully put it to his mouth and took a bite.

After taking a bite, the little boy looked inside the wonton and said, "It's great. There are shrimps in the wonton. Chenchen likes this. Grandpa, grandma, mom, this little wonton is delicious."

Lin Yanmei smiled and said, "You just like to eat meat."

Then, Lin Yanmei pointed to the fried rice and said, "Then do you still eat the fried rice?"

The little boy shook his head and said, "I don't want to eat, I want to eat small wontons."

Lin Yanmei didn't waste it, she put it aside and said, "Then wait for your father to come, and ask him to help you eat the leftover fried rice."

Not long after Lin Yanmei said this, a man in a suit and leather shoes walked into the small market.

Seeing the man, the little boy stood up and waved his hands and shouted: "Dad, come quickly, we are here."

The man came here 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 that uncle's fried rice over there. It has a lot of sauce and meat. Uncle's fried rice looks the same as yours. Dad, I will leave uncle's fried rice for you to eat."

The man couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this: "You boy, leave the bad food to Dad?"

Lin Yanmei immediately said, "What are you talking about? How can the fried rice my brother cooks not taste good?"

The man immediately said with a smile on his face, "That's right, I said something wrong, so I have to taste it quickly. My wife has praised it for a long time, my brother-in-law's craftsmanship."

The man took his son's fried rice, looked at it seriously and said, "Not bad, this fried rice is very beautiful."

Lin Yanmei urged: "Try it before you talk."

The man picked up a spoonful and tasted it.

After eating it, the man was also a little surprised: "Wow, this fried rice is really delicious. This taste is very special. It doesn't feel too greasy. It tastes relatively refreshing, but the taste of the fried rice is very good. Wife, your brother's fried rice You really have a hand."

After hearing her husband's compliment, Lin Yanmei straightened her waist instantly, her pride was beyond words.

On the contrary, Lao Lin smiled and said: "Wang Dong, you don't need to praise it out of face. If you think it tastes bad, you can put it aside and don't eat it. We are here to be a judge, so of course we want to be fair."

Son-in-law Wang Dong listened to his father-in-law and said quickly, "No, Dad, I really think it's delicious."

Wang Dong didn't say a word after that, he wolfed down a plate of fried rice.

After finishing eating, he said seriously: "Mom and Dad, Yanmei, I really didn't mean to compliment Ruifeng on purpose, this plate of fried rice from Ruifeng is really delicious."

Lin Yanmei handed her remaining barbecue fried rice to her husband: "Then try this and compare."

Seeing that his father wanted to eat barbecue fried rice, his son Wang Chenchen immediately said, "Dad, this one is delicious. It has meat in it, and I like the taste too."

Wang Dong took a bite, tasted the taste and said: "Well, this one is also delicious, but it's a bit too greasy, maybe Chenchen will like it, because it's full of meat flavor, but this fried rice has been robbed of all the flavor by the meat flavor , I can’t even taste the taste of fried rice.”

Wang Chenchen felt a little strange 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 he likes uncle's fried rice better than uncle's."

Wang Chenchen said: "Then, can I like this barbecue fried rice?"

At this time grandma said: "Of course, Chenchen can eat whatever he likes. We come to eat what we like. It doesn't matter if Chenchen doesn't like uncle."

Listening to grandma's words, Wang Chenchen laughed happily: "Okay, Chenchen likes barbecue fried rice, and dad likes uncle's fried rice, what about mom?"

Maybe Lin Ruifeng didn't expect that the real judges in this wave of judges are his sister, brother-in-law and little nephew.

Lin Yanmei looked at her son, then at her husband, and said, "Mom supports uncle."

Wang Chenchen counted with his little hands and said, "Well, mom and dad like uncle, and Chenchen likes barbecued meat and fried rice. If this is the case, it's 2 to 1, and uncle should win."

Lin Yanmei smiled and said to her son: "Your uncle hasn't won yet. Besides us, there are other judges, and the most important judges haven't come yet. Only when the two most important judges have eaten can we finally confirm your uncle's victory." Can you win?"

Wang Chenchen asked curiously: "Mom, who is the most important judge?"

Lin Yanmei smiled and replied, "It's Uncle's master."

Wang Chenchen was even more curious: "Isn't uncle's master particularly powerful?"

Wang Dong wiped his son's mouth with a smile and said, "Of course it's great. Uncle's master is the uncle in the cooking video you watched at home. Chenchen thinks that uncle is the most powerful?"

Wang Chenchen immediately exclaimed: "Wow, uncle's master is that online chef? That's really amazing."

Seeing the admiration in her son's eyes, Lin Yanmei said, "Then shall we wait for that uncle to come back? Uncle has a younger sister who is one year younger than you. Would you like to meet my younger sister?"

Naturally, Wang Chenchen immediately agreed: "Okay, I want to see you."

Lin Yanmei looked at her husband again.

Facing his wife's gaze, Wang Dong smiled and said, "Why are you looking at me like that? Of course I want to stay. I even asked for leave. I must see a master chef like Feng. "

Lin Yanmei was very grateful to her husband. She knew that her husband had asked for leave to accompany her this time, it was for her and her son, for the two elderly people in the family, and especially to cheer up her brother-in-law. Lin Yanmei feels very blessed to have such an understanding husband.