Hardcore Chef Dad

When Feng Ruoruo saw her mother and grandfather, she also ran to their side in a hurry.

Then the little girl looked behind her mother and grandfather again, and after a while, little Feng Ruoruo suddenly remembered the fact that her grandparents had gone away.

The little girl looked up at her mother and asked, Are grandparents gone?

Seeing her daughter's appearance, Su Ruoxi touched her little head and said, Yes, grandpa and grandma left in the morning, and they should be home by now. When we get to Dad's stall, mom will help Ruoruo call grandpa and grandma. In the past, okay?

Feng Ruoruo was a little depressed, and the little girl was a little sad when her grandparents left.

Grandpa stretched out his hand and touched his granddaughter's drooping head: Okay, wait for Dad, take Uncle Xiao Lin, and we will go to grandparents' house.

Hearing that grandpa suddenly spoke smoothly, Feng Ruoruo raised his head and looked at grandpa with some surprise: Ah, grandpa, you are ready to speak now.

Su Jinrong smiled and nodded: Yes, Grandpa can speak smoothly now.

A smile appeared on Feng Ruoruo's face: That's great.

Then, the little girl pulled her mother to squat down, and said softly to her mother and grandfather: Grandpa and mother, let me tell you, many children said that they are going to eat my father's little wontons, and Liu Zihao also said that he would let me treat you. If you don't treat guests stupidly, Dad works so hard and wants to make money.

Hearing the little girl's words, the grandfather smiled and touched her little head and praised: Well, Ruoruo is really smart.

The mother pinched her daughter's little face: You little clever ghost.

Su Ruoxi then stood up, pulled her daughter and pushed her father to turn around and said, Okay, let's go. Dad and Uncle Xiao Lin's stalls are all set up. When we go, let Dad cook us a bowl of small wontons.

Feng Ruoruo immediately cheered with a smile, Okay, okay, I want some wontons.

Liu Zihao's mother also came to pick him up. Hearing Feng Ruoruo's cheering voice, the little boy thought for a while and summoned up the courage to say to his mother, I want to eat small wontons tonight.

Liu Zihao's mother nodded and agreed: I know, I will ask my aunt to make it for you when I get home tonight.

The little boy hurriedly said again: Don't eat what Auntie made.

Mom froze for a moment, then said: Okay, then mom will make it for you.

Liu Zihao hurriedly said again: Mom, let's go to Feng Ruoruo's house to eat, many children want to eat, it's just across from our kindergarten.

My mother asked strangely: Go to Feng Ruoruo's house to eat? Isn't the street where Feng Ruoruo's house is closed now? How can I go to her house to eat?

The little boy hurriedly pulled his mother to explain: No, Feng Ruoruo's house is across the road from our kindergarten. Many children go to Feng Ruoruo's house to eat small wontons. The children all say that her small wontons are very delicious. Mom, let's go eat too. , let’s go home when we’re full.”

Mom was a little surprised when she heard that: Is it across from your kindergarten?

After thinking about it carefully, my mother thought of the small market that had temporarily set up sheds across the road, and naturally understood what her son said, Feng Ruoruo's family should set up a stall in the small market.

Thinking that it was a street food stall, Liu Zihao's mother naturally refused to go.

No, didn't we agree that we can't eat at the street food stalls? You want to eat small wontons and ask your aunt to make them for you at home, and you have to go to Feng Ruoruo's house to eat. We will go to her after the street is opened. Eat at home.

Seeing that his mother refused to agree, Liu Zihao curled his lips and wanted to cry with his mother.

But just grinning, I heard my mother say: If you dare to cry, I will throw you at the kindergarten gate, and I will not take you home.

These words were still very useful, Liu Zihao covered his mouth instantly, not daring to cry with his mother anymore.

Being dragged out of the kindergarten by his mother, Liu Zihao was unhappy all the way.

Along the way, Liu Zihao's mother heard many parents picking up their children from the kindergarten talking about the small market across the road and the small wontons sold at a small stall in the small market.

Are you going to eat small wontons at home tonight?

Go, I ate there once yesterday, and I think it's really delicious.

Oh, you two are going too? That's just right, our family is going too.

I'm going to my house too. The small wontons there are really delicious, and the skin is thin and the filling is thick. One by one, it's really well done.

Of course, that stall was set up by the former Su Ji's chef. Such a powerful chef must make the best small wontons.

Actually, the key is to be more at ease.

Yes, some other stalls and shops on the street are always worried that they will not be so hygienic.

Well, that's true. At least Chef Su Ji must be hygienic.

Most restaurants are hygienic now. I think the small wontons made by Chef Su Ji are delicious, and the small wontons are also big. The appearance of thin skin and thick filling is really delicious. My son really like.

My daughter likes it too.

I heard that Chef Su's daughter is also in our kindergarten.

Yes, it seems to be a child in the big class.

Then you can rest assured. People eat their own children too. Let's go quickly, or it will be too late. There must be a lot of people after school ends at the elementary school.

Liu Zihao's mother heard so many parents talking about it along the way, and when she walked out of the kindergarten, she saw most of the parents dragging their children across the road and walking towards the small market opposite.

This situation also aroused Liu Zihao's mother's curiosity.

In the end, the mother asked her son with her head down: Do you really want to eat small wontons? We have agreed that if you go, you must eat by yourself, you know?

Liu Zihao was a little disappointed at first, because he couldn't eat the small wontons made by Feng Ruoruo's father.

Obviously so many children go to eat it, and they will definitely be looked down upon by those children who have eaten it when they go to kindergarten tomorrow.

Suddenly the little boy heard his mother's question, and he didn't react at first. After a while, the little boy realized that his mother was willing to take him to eat, and the little boy quickly agreed.

Okay, I will eat it myself, mom, you are so kind.

Liu Zihao's mother smiled helplessly and said, Okay, let's go, let's cross the road, be careful.

The mother and son followed the other children and parents of the kindergarten and crossed the road from the zebra crossing outside the kindergarten.

In the small market, Feng Yifan returned to the booth, and while directing his apprentices to work, he also started to get busy. I started making small wontons with my apprentice, and made a lot of wontons at once.

Lin Ruifeng was a little strange: Master? Why do you wrap so many small wontons?

Feng Yifan smiled wryly and said: Because the kindergarten is about to leave school, there will be a lot of children coming to eat soon, so we have to prepare more in advance and pack it quickly.

Lin Ruifeng was still puzzled and asked, There are not so many children in the kindergarten, right? Is it necessary to pack so many at once?

Feng Yifan added: In addition to the kindergarten, there is also the elementary school on the east side? After the elementary school is over, many children will come to eat, so be prepared, otherwise, when so many children come, how can we be busy? You Also speed up, don't dawdle.

Lin Ruifeng still didn't quite believe this: But Master, Dongbian Elementary School is across the ancient street from here. Now that the ancient street is closed, if you come here, you have to take a detour. Are there really so many children coming to eat?

Feng Yifan didn't know whether to laugh or cry and said: You, you really don't use your brain. Our side also belongs to the elementary school area, so there are no children living here?

Lin Ruifeng understood the words so clearly from his master.

Oh, master, I understand.

The master and apprentice also speeded up, and quickly wrapped a lot of small wontons, placed them on a large tray, and covered them with clean wet gauze.

The busy process of the master and apprentice was also filmed by A Fei and A Bin with a camera.

Especially the process of Feng Yifan making wontons was captured. A Fei and A Bin were stunned by the speed of his hands.

Obviously, the process of looking at Feng Yifan's bag was somewhat complicated.

But after seeing him quicken his hand speed, he gave Ah Fei the feeling that a small wonton would be wrapped in an instant just by holding it in his hand, and he could hardly catch the redundant movements.

But thinking of the process of Feng Yifan's dismantling of the movements before, Ah Fei knew very well how proficient this speed must be.

Feng Yifan's speed was indeed very fast, he was able to pack four to five out of the disciple next to him.

Soon Feng Yifan filled a new tray by himself, while Lin Ruifeng on the other side only wrapped a little bit.

But time is running out, because Feng Ruoruo has already come with his mother and grandfather.

When Feng Ruoruo arrived, the children in her kindergarten also followed their parents.

When they came to the small market, Feng Ruoruo called Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei together, and ran quickly to Dad's booth.

Father, I'm back. Xixi, Feifei and I want to eat small wontons.

Feng Yifan looked at the three little girls and said, Wait a minute, Dad will wrap these up, and then cook wontons for Ruoruo, okay?

The three little girls replied in unison: Okay.

Next, Feng Yifan also quickly wrapped half of the tray of the apprentice next to him.

At this time, some other kindergarten children also came to the booth with their parents.

Feng Ruoruo did not forget to help his father greet the guests: Don't worry, everyone, my father is making small wontons, and then everyone has to line up, just wait a minute.

Feng Yifan saw a lot of children and parents coming one after another, so he could only temporarily give up and continue to pack.

Okay, Ruifeng, hurry up and prepare the soup base. I'll prepare the ingredients. Sister Zhao, take out the bowls. We'll start business and cook wontons.

Hearing Feng Yifan shouting all his life, Feng Ruoruo and his two good friends also learned to shout.

Cook wontons, cook wontons, cook wontons.

When Feng Ruoruo, Yang Xiaoxi, and Chen Yaofei yelled, the kindergarten children who came to eat wontons with their parents thought it was very interesting, so they all yelled together.

In a blink of an eye, the shouts of a group of children echoed in the small market.

It attracted many stall owners in the small market to look over, and they were very curious about the children shouting.

Of course, at the same time, the bosses are very envious. Feng Yifan's stall has only been opened for a short time, and there are so many people queuing up.

Feng Yifan started cooking small wontons, and handed out bowls of wontons to the parents in line.

Although there were a lot of people, Feng Yifan was not in the least messy, and the amount given to each bowl was still sufficient.

Bowls of small wontons were taken away, but the number of people queuing in front of the stall did not seem to decrease at all.

Because it happened that the kindergarten was out of school at this time, many children in the kindergarten were brought here by their parents. They are all planning to eat small wontons here, and after dinner, they will take the children home.

So there are more and more parents queuing up.

At this time, Lin Ruifeng was also fortunate that the master and he had made a lot of small wontons in advance, otherwise there would really not be enough to sell.

Liu Zihao dragged his mother to the small market. When he entered the small market, the little boy hurriedly stood on tiptoes and raised his head to look around, trying to find Feng Ruoruo's stall.

But Liu Zihao's mother saw at a glance that there were quite a lot of people in line at the stall.

Okay, don't look for it anymore, look, there are so many people queuing up over there, it must be that one.

But Liu Zihao said very seriously: Mom, we have to make sure that we can't just eat other places. Other places are definitely not good. We want to eat the small wontons made by Feng Ruoruo's father.

Seeing her son being so serious, her mother couldn't help crying or laughing: Don't worry, in such a small market, only Feng Ruoruo's Jiahui lined up.

Liu Zihao asked curiously, Mom, why?

Mom was stunned for a moment, then recalled the delicious dishes Su Ji had eaten before, and said while reminiscing: Because only Feng Ruoruo's father has the best craftsmanship, and the food he makes is the most delicious.

Liu Zihao took his mother's hand and said, Okay, then let's hurry up and line up.

The mother and son ran over together and lined up at the end of the line.

But at this time, in front of Feng Yifan's stall, there were parents and children queuing up, and it seemed really joyful, as if the stall had turned into a children's canteen all of a sudden.

Fortunately, the number plates are only issued first, so the queue is relatively fast.

When Liu Zihao and his mother arrived, Feng Ruoruo stood beside him and said, Yeah, Liu Zihao, are you here too?

Liu Zihao was a little embarrassed at first, but then responded: Well, I told my mother that Feng Ruoruo's small wontons are delicious, and my mother brought me here to eat.

Feng Yifan greeted Liu Zihao's mother with a smile: Hello, Liu Zihao's mother.

The other party also quickly responded: Ruo Ruo Dad is good.

Feng Yifan then asked: What do you want? Two bowls of small wontons?

Liu Zihao's mother nodded: Yes, two bowls of small wontons.

Feng Yifan asked again: Do you want to put green onions?

Liu Zihao heard it and immediately said, Uncle, I don't want chopped green onions.

Mom then said: Yes, we don't want chopped green onion in both bowls.

Feng Yifan nodded and agreed: Okay, the two bowls of small wontons don't need chopped green onions.

Write it on a small note, put it together with the specially prepared number plate, and then pass another plate with the same number to Liu Zihao's mother.

Okay, please wait a moment, the number will be called later.

Liu Zihao took the number plate ahead of his mother, and said to Feng Yifan in a sensible way: Thank you uncle.

Feng Yifan nodded with a smile: You're welcome, you and mom find a place to sit down first, it will be ready soon.

Feng Ruoruo immediately pointed out the location to Liu Zihao and the others: Over there, Liu Zihao, you and your aunt can sit there, and Zhang Zhuangzhuang and the others can also sit there.

Liu Zihao glanced at his mother, and ran towards the direction Feng Ruoruo pointed at after obtaining her mother's consent.

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