Hardcore Chef Dad

In Su Ji's small restaurant, Feng Yifan was busy in the back kitchen, serving plates of shiny fried rice and bowls of noodles with various soup bases one after another.

The old diners and the bosses who came to the old street for lunch saw the fried rice and noodle soup, and they were already full of praise before eating each one.

When Su Ji was busy, two men in designer suits stepped into the small restaurant.

After entering the door, one of the men, who was obviously a servant, swept around and whispered to the younger man in front of him, Mr. Su, it seems that there is no place left.

The man didn't answer, but searched for it by himself, and finally walked to Meng Shitong's table.

Excuse me, can we make a table here?

Meng Shitong and the others were still waiting for the noodles they ordered. Hearing this, they raised their heads to look at two well-dressed men who seemed out of tune with the restaurant's noon atmosphere.

Among them, Meng Shitong took a closer look and recognized who the man who opened the mouth was to join the table.

But without waiting for Meng Shitong to speak, the photographer who talked a lot first said, Sit down, everyone here at noon is a table.

When the photographer said this, he actually saw the two people in suits and leather shoes, and decided that the two of them would not be willing to sit down. He even deliberately raised his legs in front of the two of them.

As a result, to the surprise of the photographer, the questioning man sat down directly.

On the contrary, the attendant hesitated for a while before barely sitting down in the seat next to the photographer.

After sitting down, the attendant couldn't help but whispered, Mr. Su, there must be nothing delicious in this kind of place. Why don't we go to Fujing Building, which is actually already prepared there.

It was none other than Su Lanxin's son, Su Ruoxi's cousin, Su Liancheng.

After listening to the secretary's words, Su Liancheng said with a smile, Don't be so troublesome at noon, just eat a little here.

Su Ruoxi also came over at this time. Although she felt that the suits and leather shoes were too formal for the two of them, she still reminded kindly: You two, we only have fried rice and noodles at noon, so...

Sure enough, after hearing this, the secretary who followed Su Liancheng was a little unhappy: Isn't this a restaurant? Why are there only fried rice and noodles?

It was very rude to hear the attendant talking, all the people in the small restaurant looked over, and all the men looked bad.

But before everyone could speak, Su Liancheng scolded directly: Shut up, if you don't want to eat, get in the car and wait. If you dare to talk nonsense, don't follow me tomorrow.

After being reprimanded, the attendant secretary didn't dare to say more, and sat on the side.

Su Liancheng smiled and said to Su Ruoxi, I'm sorry, there's only fried rice and noodles at noon, right?

Seeing Su Ruoxi nodded, Su Liancheng asked, Is it Yangzhou fried rice?

Su Ruoxi nodded again, Su Liancheng looked around, looked at the fried rice in front of others, and said, Then give me two fried rice, one with gold and silver, and one with broken gold.

Hearing that Su Liancheng ordered such fried rice, Su Ruoxi was a little surprised, and Meng Shitong and others at the same table were also a little surprised.

As for the old diners in the small restaurant and other shop owners on the street, they all looked at Su Liancheng in surprise.

He Yaqian finally couldn't help but ask: What is gold and silver? What is broken gold? Didn't you order fried rice?

Su Ruoxi came back to her senses and explained to He Yaqian, It's the type of fried rice.

Now the old man who comes here at noon and at night almost every day, picked up the fried rice he had eaten in front of him and said, Hey, this is my fried rice with broken gold.

Hearing this, He Yaqian and the others couldn't help but glance over there, wanting to lean in to see it, but a little embarrassed.

When ordering at noon before, Meng Shitong and others learned that there were only fried rice and noodles at noon. They felt that fried rice was too common, so they ordered the Yifu Noodles, which is said to be convenient for the front, instead of Su Ji's fried rice.

Now Meng Shitong and the others did not expect that there are so many exquisite things in the seemingly ordinary fried rice.

Knowing that Meng Shitong and the others are here to shoot Su Ji, it is to promote Su Ji. Seeing that they wanted to see it, but were embarrassed to lean over, Lao Zhangtou smiled and said, If you want to see it, come and see it, or you can order two copies to compare.

Old Zhangtou also fiddled with the fried rice with a spoon and showed it to Meng Shitong and the others: Did you see it? This egg is going to be fried into flocs and mixed into the rice. This is called broken gold.

He Yaqian looked at it carefully, and then asked, What about gold and silver?

Old Zhangtou said with a smile, Gold and silver, that is, every grain of fried rice is wrapped in eggs, golden egg liquid, and then the rice is white, so it is gold and silver.

When Lao Zhangtou was introducing, Su Ruoxi looked at the two men in suits to confirm: Two fried rice? One with gold and silver, and one with broken gold, right?

Just when Su Liancheng was about to nod, the door of the back kitchen suddenly opened, and Feng Yifan came out holding a few bowls of hot noodles on a large tray.

Feng Yifan just came to Su Liancheng's table, put the large tray on the table, and handed a bowl of noodles to Meng Shitong and others.

Sanxian Yifu noodles, chicken soup Yifu noodles, and this is fish head soup, and our handsome photographer asked for braised beef.

Hearing Feng Yifan's report, Su Liancheng was first taken aback. Then he stood up a little excitedly and looked at Meng Shitong in front of them bowl by bowl, and his expression gradually became a little bit excited.

After looking around, Su Liancheng turned his head and asked Feng Yifan, Is this Yifu noodles?

When Feng Yifan came out face to face, he saw two new guests in suits sitting at Meng Shitong's table.

At this time, he looked at Su Liancheng carefully, and immediately recognized the other party.

As Feng Yifan, who has been struggling with Su Lanxin Catering Group after repenting from his previous life, how could he not know Su Liancheng?

However, after taking a look at his wife and father-in-law, Feng Yifan concluded that Su Liancheng should not reveal his identity.

Instead of your own mother, come over to test me?

See my cooking skills?

Seeing that Feng Yifan did not answer, Su Liancheng also realized that he was a little excited, and after adjusting his emotions, he asked again, Boss, are you from Yifu noodles?

Feng Yifan didn't change his expression, didn't reveal the identity of the other party, and nodded indifferently: Yes, it's Yifu noodles.

Then, Su Lian Chengcheng said, Okay, then I'll have another bowl of Yifu noodles with chicken soup.

Su Ruoxi then added to help: They want a piece of gold wrapped in silver, a piece of broken gold, and a bowl of Yifu noodles with chicken soup just now.

Hearing the other party's order, Feng Yifan became even more certain that the other party came to test his craft on behalf of Su Lanxin.

Feng Yifan naturally doesn't care about this kind of temptation. In the past life, he could finally defeat you mother and son. In this life, he is even more fearless of you, so that you can see what real craftsmanship is.

Feng Yifan smiled and said to Su Liancheng: Okay, then you sit first and come right away.

When he turned to leave, Feng Yifan reminded Meng Shitong and others: The noodles must be eaten while they are still hot.

The photographer, who was working hard to shoot, wanted to sit down and eat after hearing this, but was stopped by Meng Shitong: Don't worry, you can take pictures of these first, these are all materials.

He Yaqian immediately thought of something and said: Ah, by the way, didn't Chef Feng say that he can take pictures of his fried rice? Hurry up and take pictures of the method of wrapping silver and breaking gold, such a hard-core thing. , definitely more attractive.”

The photographer was dumbfounded, and then said with a sad face: Two sisters, can you let me have a bite of noodles first?

Meng Shitong and He Yaqian answered in unison, No.

In the end, at the urging of Meng Shitong and He Yaqian, the photographer took a deep look at the face in front of him, and with tears and saliva, he followed Feng Yifan to the back of the kitchen.