Hardcore Chef Dad

If you go to bed early, you will naturally get up early. Feng Yifan also got up early today, waking up at four o'clock in the morning on time.

Although he has slept for three nights, he has to admit that he is still unable to adapt to the hardness of the restaurant floor.

Climbing up from the floor, standing in the restaurant, twisting his waist and moving his legs, Feng Yifan couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Fortunately, he is young enough now.

After moving his stiff body away, Feng Yifan quickly laid the quilt on the floor and placed it in the utility room on the first floor of the restaurant. Washed up in the bathroom on the first floor, put on light clothes, took the key and went out lightly.

Today, I still want to go to the market, I need to buy some fresh vegetables, and I also want to see if there are any top-notch products to buy.

The old street is very quiet, and there is still only one breakfast shop in the east that is busy.

When passing by the door, Feng Yifan unexpectedly saw that it was not a familiar old man who lit the stove today, but a young man with a tender face and unfamiliar hands.

Just when Feng Yifan was surprised, he saw the old man come out from the inside with a straight face, and his mouth was not polite at all.

Let you make a fire, can you fiddle with something that can't be lit for a long time? You said that you are in your twenties, you have nothing to do all day, and you can't do anything well. I will kick my legs in the future, you are afraid that you will even have a hot meal. I can't even eat it.

As soon as the voice fell here, another voice sounded in the shop: You damn old man, how old is he? After so many years of school, what will he do to make a fire? Why don't you let the boss come back to do it? You know how to make a small one. .

Hearing the voice in the shop, the old man who came out immediately turned his head and shouted to the voice in the shop.

I order him? I'm teaching him to do something. If he has the ability, he will be admitted to a foreign university like his sister. I promise not to order him. I will serve him well when he comes back. He has that ability. ?

This conversation in the shop earlier made Feng Yifan who was standing in front of the door a little embarrassed, and was embarrassed to greet the people in the shop again.

But the elderly Uncle Lin did not stop there, and continued to yell at the little son who was guarding the stove at the door.

This kind of situation really made Feng Yifan feel so empathetic. When he failed the college entrance examination, he also experienced this scene at home.

The parents placed too much hope, but in the end they ushered in a huge loss. In many cases, the parents really couldn't accept it, and they didn't know how to solve it? It can only be to turn this loss into a kind of anger and pour it out on the child.

Just as Feng Yifan was thinking, do you want to persuade Uncle Lin to be a little more tolerant of his youngest son?

Suddenly, he saw that the young man who was making the stove grabbed the stove hook at his feet, and his fists were already clenched.

The moment the other party stood up, Feng Yifan stepped forward and grabbed the young man's wrist.

The angry young man was shocked. The moment he turned to look at Feng Yifan, the resentment in his eyes stagnated for a while.

Feng Yifan gently took the other's injured stove hook, and did not speak to the young man, but instead spoke loudly to the shop with a smile.

Uncle Lin, why are you so angry in the early morning? It's not a good thing for this son to help you make the stove? Why should you be angry?

The owner of the early shop, Lin Youjian, heard the sound and turned his head to see Feng Yifan who had stepped into the shop.

At first, he was stunned for a while, then Lin Youjian didn't even look at his young son, but instead chatted with Feng Yifan with a smiling face: Yifan? Are you going to the market to buy vegetables so early?

Feng Yifan released Lin Youjian's youngest son's wrist and shoved the stove hook into the other's hand.

Yeah, go to the market and see if you can find some fresh goods today,

That's the way of dry catering, you always have to give the guests a little freshness, otherwise, wouldn't it be boring for the guests to always eat those kinds of things?

Lin Youjian nodded and said, Yeah, that's how dry food is. You have to have old things, and you have to have new things. You have to change your style.

Speaking of this, Lin Youjian couldn't help sighing: Oh, sometimes I still envy Lao Su, with such a good son-in-law as me, I still have to work hard at an age, the key is to hurry up now. It's not good.

Listening to Lin Youjian's words and Feng Yifan's observations over the past few days, it's true that the business of the shop early is not so good.

First, because the old street is facing reconstruction, some surrounding residents have started to move out one after another; secondly, it may be that the soy milk fritters, which have been like a day for decades, are not attractive.

Feng Yifan thought of these problems and gave Lin Youjian an idea.

Uncle Lin, the neighborhood of the old street is now facing reconstruction, and many old residents are moving out. Not to mention that you are early, even Su Ji's business is not as good as before. These days, it is also thanks to the old diners who came and the old street. Rebuild the flow of people who come here to visit the night market to drive some.

I think, Uncle Lin, you are making breakfast. In fact, you don't need to guard this small shop, get a cart or three wheels, and go to the entrance of the new community a little further away, there should be a lot of business.

Hearing Feng Yifan's words, Lin Youjian was stunned for a moment, and then fell into deep thought. Obviously, Feng Yifan's words touched him.

And having put away the stove hook, Lin Youjian's young son suddenly couldn't help but say, I already proposed it, but my dad just doesn't want to try it.

Then, it seemed that because Feng Yifan was there, the young man had more confidence, and simply said some of his thoughts directly.

The LC area around our old street is facing reconstruction, and many communities have long been empty, but two intersections are open to a new community. I have stepped on it there. There is no breakfast at the gates of those communities in the morning. of.

Our soymilk fritters are so good, we will definitely attract a lot of people there, and the business is definitely better than now.

Lin Youjian felt very dissatisfied when he heard the young son say such a long list. This is probably what most elderly fathers have, a feeling that the father's authority is suddenly challenged.

So even if Feng Yifan was there, Lin Youjian immediately lowered his face: As long as you can, you know that people are willing to eat soy milk fritters?

When I was in school, I didn't see you being so capable. If you were really capable, why didn't you give me a college entrance exam? You can also follow me and your mother, and keep busy with such an early shop.

In fact, this is also the idea of ​​many parents. They feel that they are too tired to work early, and hope that their children will not be like themselves.

After being murdered by his father, the young man also lowered his head, and suddenly the whole person was stunned, and the previous struggle dissipated in an instant.

Feng Yifan could see that he really had some sympathy for the youngest son of Uncle Lin's family, and in fact he had encountered a similar situation back then.

After thinking about it, Feng Yifan said seriously: Uncle Lin, the renovation of the old street should start soon, and everyone will have to change places at that time, so we really can't stick to this place, the so-called 'the tree moves to death, the people move to life'. , we always have to try something in advance.”

After hearing Feng Yifan's words, Lin Youjian also sighed helplessly: Oh, it's not that I don't want to go, it's true, most of the residents in the new community don't like soy milk fritters very much.

Feng Yifan listened with a smile and said, I don't like the simplicity of soy milk fritters, can you make something else? I remember Aunt He's steamed buns are also very good.

If you're talking about something more fashionable, it's actually not difficult. If you want to, and you can trust me, you can ask my brother to come to my place, and I'll take the time to teach him to make a fashionable and novel breakfast.

After these remarks, the father and son of the Lin family were stunned, and Aunt He, Lin Youjian's wife who came out, was also a little surprised.