Hardcore Chef Dad

　　 The operation of the restaurant is naturally very smooth, but Feng Yifan is the only one busy in the back kitchen. As more and more customers arrive at noon, it is indeed a bit too busy.

　　 In addition, many of the plates and tables left by the guests after eating in the front also need to be cleaned up, so Feng Yifan was really busy for a while.

　　 Su Ruoxi naturally couldn't just sit idly by. She walked out of the cash register and took the initiative to tidy up the table, stack the dishes and chopsticks together, wipe the table, and then send all the dishes and chopsticks into the back kitchen.

　　 Seeing her daughter-in-law busy, Lu Cuiling immediately stood up to help, and said to her daughter-in-law distressedly: "Oh, let Yifan wait to come out to clean up."

　　 Where did Su Ruoxi dare to let her mother-in-law do it, and protect the piled dishes and chopsticks from her mother-in-law's intervention.

　　 "Mom, you can sit down. You can leave this to me. Or you can just sit down and chat with my dad and them, or just collect the money for me. I can do these things."

　　Lu Cuiling is naturally still not at ease: "Oh, so much. Mom will help you together. It will be fine if we share a little bit."

　　 As he said, Lu Cuiling had reached out to take the stacked bowls, and poured the soup and noodles left over from the bowls into the bucket Su Ruoxi brought up.

　　 But in fact, there is not much soup left in the bowl. Whether it is toppings or noodles, Feng Yifan's noodles are really delicious. Basically, people who eat them eat almost nothing.

　　Occasionally a little soup is left, and most of them are too full, otherwise I really want to drink the soup.

　　Lu Cuiling poured a few bowls and couldn't help but whispered to her daughter-in-law, "Ruoxi, I think it would be unnecessary for you to bring this bucket over. There is no soup left in this bowl."

　　 Su Ruoxi glanced, smiled and whispered: "Mom, it's mainly because of your son's craftsmanship."

　　 The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law cleaned up while chatting, but quickly vacated the table, and naturally they were quickly seated by the waiting person.

　　 At noon, this is almost the case. There are almost always people sitting at the ten tables in the small restaurant.

　　 Some old diners like Zhang Maosheng who are used to having lunch and want to stay in a small restaurant are really not used to it.

　　 When the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law cleaned up the table, put the stacked dishes and chopsticks into another clean bucket, and were about to carry such a large bucket into the back kitchen together.

　　 Feng Yifan just came out from the inside and saw the barrels in the hands of the mother-in-law and his wife. I quickly served the fried rice and noodles I brought out to others, and then turned around and reached out to take two heavy buckets from the hands of the mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law.

　　 "Ruoxi, you and your mom just need to sit with your dad. Leave these things to me. I can be busy, don't worry."

　　 Watching Feng Yifan carrying two buckets, he felt that the heavy buckets seemed to have little weight in his hands.

　　 After Feng Yifan entered the kitchen, Lu Cuiling returned to her wife, patted her and said, "Old Feng, why does our son seem to be much stronger than before?"

　　 Feng Jiandong wanted to help, but was stopped by Lu Cuiling, and his daughter-in-law was beside him. He, the father-in-law, was a little embarrassed to get too close.

　　 Originally, seeing the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law tidy up, Feng Jiandong also wanted to reach out and take the bucket and help send it to the kitchen. However, Feng Yifan came out in time, but made him stand up and sit down again.

　　 Hearing what his wife said, Feng Jiandong also nodded and said: "You didn't realize that your son is much stronger than before? Didn't you see that arm?"

　　 As he said, Feng Jiandong clenched his fists and made a powerful gesture to show his wife.

　　 Lu Cuiling suddenly realized: "Yes, our son's arms were not as strong as they are now. This time, I saw that his two arms are really strong. They are thicker than what you do in the farm all day."

　　 Feng Jiandong said in a low voice, "This shows that his son has indeed suffered a lot when he has been abroad in recent years."

　　 Lu Cuiling whispered when she heard the words, “It’s good to take some pains and let him understand that it’s not that nice outside, so that he will come back and take good care of the house.

　　 Su Jinrong, who was sitting next to him, heard what the old couple said, and tried hard to get in and say: "Go out, see you, good."

　　 Lu Cuiling heard her in-laws' words and turned to Su Jinrong and said, "Brother Su, you are still used to him. The kid Yifan can't help his temper. After coming back this time, we must let Ruoxi take care of him."

　　 Feng Jiandong and Su Jinrong listened, they looked at each other and couldn't help but smile bitterly together.

　　 The business at noon was indeed better than the previous two days. Many new diners came here because of the recommendation of some friends.

　　 Naturally, there are some diners who like to take out their mobile phones when they are eating, paddling their phones, and look for the videos of the meal.

　　 Soon, some diners in the restaurant discovered Meng Shitong and the video of Su Ji.

　　 "Hey, isn't the restaurant in this shop-exploring video the same as Su Ji?"

　　 One person discovered that the video was soon shared among restaurant diners, and Lu Cuiling, Feng Jiandong, and her relative Su Jinrong also sat together to watch it.

　　While watching the video, there was a hint of joy on the faces of both parents and father-in-law. They all felt that Feng Yifan performed very well in the video.

　　 Of course, as a mother, Lu Cuiling still has to take the opportunity to hurt her son.

"Smelly boy, you know how to be handsome, you need to do so much attention when you cook a rice, yo yo yo, it's a pottery, what's this called? Just serve the rice, if you have to play such tricks, you will almost become a circus It's juggling."

　　 said this, but in fact, from the smile on Lu Cuiling's face, it is not difficult to see that she is still very satisfied with her son's handsome actions.

　　 The father-in-law Su Jinrong hadn’t really watched his son-in-law cooking during the days when his son-in-law came back, and the editing of the video title made Su Jinrong very satisfied.

　　 From Su Jinrong's point of view, the knife worker is definitely at a master level, even when Su Jinrong feels it is enough to match his father's peak.

　　 And seeing some dazzling images in the fried rice~www.wuxiahere.com~ Su Jinrong frowned slightly at first.

　　 As a very traditional chef, Su Jinrong feels that this kind of dazzling skill is unnecessary, especially when the pan is served at the end of the meal, it is so fancy that Su Jinrong dislikes it very much.

　　 However, after hearing comments from some diners in the restaurant soon, Su Jinrong's brows were stretched, and his heart was gradually relieved.

　　 "Wow, this is really amazing."

　　 "You're handsome, the boss is really good."

　　 "As expected, I love the chef of restaurants, I really have a vision."

　　 "I really can't learn this hand."

　　 "Boss, is this really the owner of the back kitchen? Can we go in and have a look?"

　　……

　　 Su Ruoxi was busy greeting the guests, but she could only glance at it when ordering food. Seeing Feng Yifan's handsome dumplings in the video, she was a little surprised by her husband.

　　I heard diners ask, can I go in and watch it?

　　 Su Ruoxi smiled and shook her head: "I'm sorry, the back kitchen is not allowed to enter casually. Firstly, the back kitchen fumes are relatively large, and you may not be able to stand it. Secondly, you must ensure the hygiene of the back kitchen, so you can't enter casually."

　　 Su Ruoxi’s explanation is very clear and clear, but it also made everyone understand better, so no one asked to go in again, but continued to watch the video.

　　 Su Jinrong saw his son-in-law doing the "Furong Lychee Fish" at this time. After watching the whole process, he couldn't help but nod in satisfaction again. He felt that his son-in-law is indeed very skilled with this craft now.

　　 When Feng Yifan came out for dinner again, there was a moment of silence in the restaurant, and only the voice in the video of each mobile phone was left.

　　 After a short silence, someone suddenly stood up and asked: "Chef, can you take a photo with us?"