Hardcore Chef Dad

There are indeed a lot more people who come on weekends, and Su Ji's ten tables are really not enough.

Yesterday, there was only one table and two tables in line at the door, and they could be filled soon.

Today is different, more and more people come to eat after seven o'clock in the evening, and there are even four or five tables of guests lined up at the door.

This kind of situation is really something that Su Ji has rarely encountered in these years. Su Ruoxi was busy with her father-in-law and mother-in-law, and even went to the Lin's breakfast shop next door to borrow some stools for the guests to sit at the door.

Fortunately, Su Kee restaurant is relatively spacious, and customers can come in and sit down and wait.

This is also a manifestation of the proper layout of the small restaurant by the founder of Suji.

There are ten tables in Su Ji, all of which are wooden round tables, so that each table can seat many people, and make full use of the interior space of the restaurant, leaving enough space around each table.

And because the tables are all placed on the inside, there is naturally a space at the door. Now it's just right for waiting guests to sit down.

When Feng Yifan was serving the food, he saw four or five tables lined up, so he quickly made arrangements to prepare some refreshments for the waiting guests.

I'm really sorry. Our restaurant is relatively small. I didn't expect that there would be so many customers today. It made everyone wait for a long time. Please drink some tea first, and try these freshly made snacks.

The waiting guests, when they saw the chef, came out to greet them in person, and even served some refreshments, all of them expressed their understanding.

At this time, among the waiting guests, an old man of some age exclaimed: Hey, this is a lotus flower cake, right? It's so beautiful. I haven't eaten such an authentic lotus flower cake for a long time.

The old man's exclamation attracted the attention of other diners waiting. At this time, everyone finally looked at the dim sum prepared by the store.

At first glance, they were also a little surprised. On the small plate, there were beautiful lotus cakes that looked like blooming lotus flowers.

Moreover, Feng Yifan was more thoughtful, and put small forks around the plate for the convenience of the guests.

Feng Yifan bowed his hands to the old man: Old man Miao Zan, everyone eat first, I will be busy later, I can't accompany you all, please wait a little longer, there should be a seat soon.

The old man responded with a smile: You are welcome, chef. There are not many restaurants with ancient charm like yours now. It doesn't matter to wait.

Feng Yifan nodded with a smile, and hurried back to the back kitchen to get busy.

The guests at four or five tables were also full of praise after tasting the lotus cakes served. Taking another sip of tea, I found that what Su Ji had prepared was scented tea, which was slightly sweet and relieved the greasiness of the lotus flower cake. It was really refreshing.

The small restaurant was destined to be doing well tonight, and when it was almost time to close, each of the ten tables turned over once. It can be regarded as the first time that Feng Yifan has such a good business after he came back.

You know, even if there were more customers yesterday, in fact, not even half of the ten tables were turned over.

And Feng Yifan also had to delay for some time, and it was not until 9:40 that he saw off the last table of guests.

Since little Feng Ruoruo slept well in the afternoon, she naturally didn't feel sleepy at all. After seeing off the last table of guests, she leaned against her grandma's arms and counted how many guests there were tonight with her fingers.

After a long time of calculation, the little girl couldn't figure it out.

Lu Cuiling looked at her cute little granddaughter counting with her fingers, smiled and said, Baby Ruoruo, you're not right, we should count how many tables of guests came today.

Feng Ruoruo looked up at grandma, and asked strangely, Why do you count by the table?

Lu Cuiling explained: Because no matter how many guests come, they will pay by the table in the end, so just count how many tables there are.

After hearing this, Feng Ruoruo hurriedly asked: Grandma, how many tables did we have today?

This time without waiting for grandma to answer,

Mom has already calculated at the cashier and said: Today we have a total of 23 tables of customers, and it is the best day for the restaurant's business.

Hearing her mother's words, Feng Ruoruo immediately jumped out of grandma's embrace, and then danced and cheered happily.

After cheering in front of grandma, Feng Ruoruo ran to grandpa and said, Grandpa, today is the best day for restaurant business.

Feng Jiandong looked at his little granddaughter's happy face, and said with a smile: Well, grandpa heard it, today should be all thanks to Ruoruo, Ruoruo helped father greet so many guests, Ruoruo worked hard.

Feng Ruoruo was a little embarrassed to be praised so much by his grandfather: No, it's all dad's dishes that are delicious.

Afterwards, Feng Ruoruo ran to grandpa again, and said to grandpa again: Grandpa, grandpa, did you hear that? Mom said that today is the best day for restaurant business.

The granddaughter's cheering appearance naturally infected Su Jinrong, and he also grinned with a smile on his face.

Grandpa knows that the restaurant business is very good, and grandpa is happy.

Grandpa's words made the little girl feel very happy, and she hugged her grandpa. Then Feng Ruoruo quickly ran to the back kitchen, wanting to tell the good news to his father in the kitchen.

Seeing her little granddaughter running towards the back kitchen, Lu Cuiling turned her head to look at her daughter-in-law at the cash register and asked seriously, Did you make any money?

Su Ruoxi smiled and replied: Mom, of course I made money. The turnover tonight is more than 10,000.

Lu Cuiling was a little surprised when she heard that: Wow, there are so many?

Su Ruoxi nodded: Yes, Yifan has been back for so many days, and today's turnover is the best, with an income of more than 10,000.

Speaking of this, Su Ruoxi paused for a while, and glanced at his father in the wheelchair over there.

As a result, Su Jinrong seemed to have heard it, and said first, Better than me.

Hearing her father's words, Su Ruoxi stuck out her tongue mischievously in front of her mother-in-law, and said to her mother-in-law in a low voice: Mom, my father really hasn't had it in these few years, and it's 10,000 a night.

Lu Cuiling felt a little proud in her heart, feeling that her son had really grown up over the years, and that he should be able to afford his father-in-law's restaurant.

Of course she was a little proud, but Lu Cuiling still said in front of her daughter-in-law: Well, that kid Yifan works harder, but it's best not to tell him, so that kid won't be proud.

After listening to her mother-in-law, Su Ruoxi smiled and said, Mom, your little granddaughter has already reported to Dad.

Lu Cuiling responded with a smile: It's okay, if you don't know how much money you made, don't tell Yifan, you can't make him proud.

Su Ruoxi also nodded with a smile on her face.

In the restaurant outside, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law reached a consensus.

Little Feng Ruoruo has already swaggered into the kitchen, and then directly shouted to his father who was busy cleaning: Dad, do you know that today is the best day for the business of Grandpa's restaurant.

Hearing what his daughter said, Feng Yifan turned around and said with a smile, Is that so? Today's business is the best?

Feng Ruoruo nodded and said, That's right, Mom said we have 23 tables of guests today. Dad, you are really amazing. Grandpa's restaurant business is better than when Grandpa was in good health.

Feng Yifan was very beautiful in his heart when he was praised by his daughter, but he said: This is because grandpa taught dad well, so dad can cook very delicious dishes.

Feng Ruoruo bypassed the cooking table, came to Dad's side, rushed forward and hugged Dad.

After being picked up by her father, the little girl said in her father's arms: Dad, you have to work hard, you must become blue and blue.

What the daughter said made Feng Yifan a little dazed.

Lin Ruifeng, who was also in the back kitchen, asked strangely: It has become blue? What does it mean?

Without waiting for his daughter to explain, Feng Yifan understood it first, hugged his daughter and said with a smile: Dad knows, what Ruo Ruo means is to let Dad be able to 'come out of blue', right?

Seeing that her father understood, Feng Ruoruo clapped her little hands happily and said, Yes, yes, Dad wants to be better than blue.

Feng Yifan gently pinched his daughter's small face: Okay, Dad must work hard.