Hardcore Chef Dad

　　 As soon as Feng Yifan walked in, he saw his mother's face angrily, and directly called his name, knowing that her mother was going to get angry.

　　 Thinking of her daughter's absence now, perhaps no one can help her to extinguish the anger of her mother at the moment, Feng Yifan stepped forward decisively, grabbing her mother just before she got angry, and hugged her.

　　 "Mom, I miss you so much. I really miss you and my dad when I am abroad. Every day abroad, except for Ruoxi and Ruoruo, I miss you and my dad. Mom, I'm sorry."

　　 The public was in full view, Feng Yifan gave his mother a hug directly, and expressed his longing for her affectionately.

　　 All the diners in the small restaurant, the sturdy old lady was awake from the horror of the trouble.

　　 At this moment, seeing the mother and son embracing each other, and hearing Feng Yifan's affectionate words, all felt a little bit of joy to see this scene.

　　 Such a family full of kindness and love is really great.

However, Lu Cuiling, who was hugged by her son, froze for a while, pushed her son away, her anger reappeared, and slapped some of her sons and said, "What are you doing here holding me? Nothing like this in the store. Many guests? Go to the back kitchen to work?"

　　 What my mother said made Feng Yifan look dazed. The affection that had been for seeing his parents goodbye for the two lives was completely destroyed in an instant.

　　 Lu Cuiling saw that her son did not move, she reached out her hand to turn her back forcibly, and pushed her back to the kitchen: "Go to work, don't stand here, don't you know that customers are God's truth?"

　　 Feng Yifan couldn't laugh or cry and glanced back at his mother, and then at his father who had walked up to his father-in-law.

　　 Feng Jiandong faced his son's gaze, and said very calmly: "Go, greet the guests first. Since the door is open for business, the business must be done well."

　　 After hearing his father's words, Feng Yifan didn't hesitate anymore, and rushed directly out of the kitchen.

　　 After watching her husband enter the back kitchen, Su Ruoxi greeted her mother-in-law and father-in-law to sit down first, and then she began to ask the guests in the restaurant for their orders.

He also patiently introduced the guests at each table: "In our restaurant, we do not cook at noon. We only have fried rice and noodles at noon. Fried rice can be ordered with gold and gold and silver. You can also add a variety of materials, such as fresh river and seafood. Anything can be ordered.

　　 Noodles are the special Yifu noodles made by our restaurant. You can also add a variety of ingredients. You can order any ingredients you want from the menu. "

　　 Some new diners, after listening to Su Ruoxi’s introduction, are naturally a little bit curious and can't help but ask some questions.

　　 "Fried rice and noodles are so particular about it?"

　　 "Yes, what is this broken gold and gold-clad silver?"

　　 "I heard a friend introduce it, and my friend said that your small restaurant is very unique. Listening to your introduction, it is really different."

　　 "Boss, what is the difference between this broken gold and gold covered silver, can you tell us about it?"

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　　Seeing that everyone is very curious about broken gold and gold-clad silver. As a die-hard fan of Su Ji, it is Mr. Zhang Maosheng who comes here almost every day at noon, so he naturally took the initiative to act as a commentator.

　　 "Broken gold is to scramble the eggs into flocculent shape like broken gold, and stir them with rice. The gold and silver are very simple. It is to wrap each grain of rice with golden eggs."

　　 After listening to Mr. Zhang's explanation, the new diners suddenly became curious, and when they got together, they would discuss one by one to take a look.

　　 As people place orders, Feng Yifan in the back kitchen naturally starts to get busy.

　　 Su Ji, a small restaurant on the old street, naturally started its busy day.

　　 When Meng Shitong and others came, there was no room even to enter the door.

　　 Photographer A Fei couldn't help but said, "Sister Su, your restaurant is getting smaller, and it should be expanded in the future."

　　 He Yaqian immediately said: "No, I don't think it is necessary to expand. It just requires a small restaurant to have a style. If there are more customers in the future, let the guests make reservations. Many small restaurants abroad are operated like this."

　　 Hearing He Yaqian's words, Lu Cuiling immediately agreed: "Hey, your kid makes sense. You don't have to be busy making reservations in the future."

Then Lu Cuiling took her daughter-in-law and said, "Ruoxi, you can consider this approach. Your dad and I have supplied many foreign restaurants in the past two years, and several of them operate in this way. People's requirements for vegetables are very high. ."

　　 Su Ruoxi heard this and said with a smile: "Mom, this matter has to wait for my dad's health to get better, and we will discuss it together before deciding."

Lu Cuiling also nodded, and then said to the father-in-law in the wheelchair: "Brother Su, take care of yourself, let Yifan do all the dirty work in the future, and let Yifan do the same thing about your sister. Go, if you can't keep the old plaque on your family's ancestors, just sweep him out."

　　 Su Jinrong listened to Lu Cuiling's words, grinning, and said hardly: "Trust, believe him."

Lu Cuiling didn't understand at first, but after pondering for a while, she quickly understood, and she smiled and said, "Is it true that you believe in Yifan? That **** can't be too trusting. Let Ruoxi control him, otherwise the **** has a wild temper. "

Just when his mother said this, Feng Yifan walked out from the back kitchen carrying fried rice and noodles. He heard what his mother said while serving the meal and said: "Mom, am I back now? And I will definitely take good care of Ruoxi and Ruo. If it is."

　　 Lu Cuiling curled her mouth, opened her mouth to say something, but saw her husband's eyes, and immediately swallowed the words that came to her lips.

　　 After a pause, Lu Cuiling said, "Don't always say, you have to do a good job. My dad and I met Su Lanxin. She said that she would come to dinner in the evening. Would you please call her?"

　　 After saying this, Lu Cuiling hurriedly looked at Su Jinrong again, a little worried that her family's guild would be too excited.

　　 Su Jinrong was indeed a little excited when he first heard it, but when he saw his in-laws, his daughter and son-in-law, the knot in his heart slowly untied.

　　 Out of trust in his son-in-law, Su Jinrong was relieved at this moment that his sister was going to eat at home.

　　 The so-called ought to come will come after all.

　　Since he could not hide, Su Jinrong chose to trust his son-in-law ~ www.wuxiahere.com~ At least the three days since the son-in-law came back, he has not disappointed him.

　　 Relieved, Su Jinrong tried very hard to say clearly: "Hello."

　　 This should be the first time since a stroke that Su Jinrong has been able to clearly utter a sentence in succession. Although this sentence is only four words very brief, Feng Yifan already understands the meaning involved.

　　 Father-in-law asked himself to treat him well, which meant that he had to show his true ability, and he should not be spotted by Su Lanxin who came to the door.

　　 Feng Yifan replied calmly and confidently: "Good dad."

　　 Lu Cuiling glanced at her confident-looking son, and said rudely: "Son, you have to stand up, don't smash your father-in-law's sign."

　　 To his mother, Feng Yifan would be more comfortable, and responded with a smile: "Mom, don't worry, your son has not been in vain in foreign countries these years. On the cooking craftsmanship, his son has a group of fans to testify."

　　 After saying this, Feng Yifan turned his head and asked the guests in the restaurant: "Dear old and new customers, what do you think of my craftsmanship?"

　　 The diners who have been listening, seeing Feng Yifan asking at this moment, naturally they all gave thumbs up and praised them.

　　 After being praised by the big guy, Feng Yifan raised his chin to his mother triumphantly, and then swaggered back to the kitchen.

　　 Lu Cuiling watched, and pretended to be annoyed and said to Su Ruoxi: "Daughter-in-law, Yifan can't get used to this problem. Look at him awkwardly. Take your time to take care of him."

　　 Seeing her mother-in-law pretending to be annoyed, Su Ruoxi smiled and nodded and agreed: "Good mom, but I think it’s better to let Ruoruo take care of him."

　　 Speaking of her little granddaughter, Lu Cuiling couldn't help but smile: "Oh, if my family wants to go to kindergarten, I really want to go now and bring my little granddaughter back."