There are indeed a lot more people coming on weekends, and Su Ji’s ten tables really seem to be insufficient.
Yesterday, there were only one or two tables queuing at the door, and they were all seated quickly.
Today was different. After seven o'clock in the evening, more and more people came to eat, and there were even four or five tables of guests lined up at the door.
This kind of situation is really rare in Su Ji's past few years. Su Ruoxi and her parents-in-law were busy making arrangements, and even went to the Lin family's breakfast shop next door to borrow some stools for the guests to sit at the door.
Fortunately, Su Ji Restaurant is relatively spacious, and guests can come in, sit down and wait.
This also reflects the careful layout of the restaurant by the founder of Su Ji.
There are ten tables in Su Ji, all of which are wooden round tables. This way, each table can seat a lot of people, and the restaurant's internal space is fully utilized, leaving enough space around each table.
Since all the tables were placed inside, there was naturally a space at the door, which was just enough for waiting guests to sit down.
When Feng Yifan was serving the dishes, he saw that there were four or five tables waiting in line, so he quickly made arrangements and prepared some refreshments for the waiting guests.
"I'm so sorry, our restaurant is relatively small, and we didn't expect there would be so many customers today. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long. Please have some tea first, and try these snacks we made fresh today."
The waiting guests expressed their understanding when they saw the chef come out personally to greet them and serve them some snacks.
At this time, an elderly man among the waiting customers exclaimed, "Wow, this is lotus crispy, right? So pretty, I haven't had such authentic lotus crispy in 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.
When they saw it, they were all a little surprised. On the small plate, there were beautiful lotus cakes that looked like blooming lotus flowers.
Feng Yifan was also thoughtful and placed small forks around the plates to make it easier for guests to use them.
Feng Yifan bowed to the old man and said, "Miao Zan, old man, please eat first. I have to be busy later and cannot accompany you. Please wait a moment. There should be a seat soon."
The old man smiled and replied, "You are too polite, Chef. Restaurants like yours with an ancient charm are rare nowadays. It's okay to wait."
Feng Yifan smiled and nodded, then hurried back to the kitchen to get busy.
After tasting the lotus crisps, the guests at four or five tables all praised them highly. After taking another sip of tea, I found that Su Ji prepared flower tea, which was slightly sweet and could dissolve the greasy taste of the lotus crisps. It was really refreshing.
The small restaurant was destined to have good business tonight. When it was almost time to close, all ten tables were turned over. This could be considered the first time that Feng Yifan had such good business since his return.
You know, even though there were more customers yesterday, in fact not even half of the ten tables were turned over.
Feng Yifan also had to delay for some time, and it was not until around 9:40 that he saw off the last table of guests.
Little Feng Ruoruo had slept very well in the afternoon, so she was not sleepy at all. After seeing off the last table of guests, she leaned in her grandmother's arms and counted on her fingers how many guests would be arriving that evening.
After calculating for a long time, the little girl was a little overwhelmed.
Lu Cuiling looked at her granddaughter counting on her fingers and smiled, "Ruoruo, my dear, your way of counting is wrong. We should count how many tables of guests came today."
Feng Ruoruo looked up at her grandmother and asked curiously, "Why do you count by table?"
Lu Cuiling explained: "Because no matter how many guests come, they will pay by table in the end, so we just need to count the number of tables."
Feng Ruoruo asked quickly after hearing this: "Grandma, how many tables of guests did we have today?"
This time, before grandma could answer, mom had already counted at the cash register and said, "We have 23 tables of customers today. This is the best day for the restaurant."
Hearing her mother's words, Feng Ruoruo immediately jumped out of her grandmother's arms, and then danced and cheered.
After cheering in front of her grandmother, Feng Ruoruo ran to her grandfather and said, "Grandpa, today is the best day for the restaurant business."
Feng Jiandong looked at his granddaughter's happy expression and said with a smile: "Well, Grandpa heard it. Today should be all Ruoruo's credit. Ruoruo helped Dad greet so many guests. Ruoruo worked hard."
Being praised by her grandfather, Feng Ruoruo felt a little embarrassed: "No, it's just that my father's cooking is delicious."
Afterwards, Feng Ruoruo ran to her grandfather again and said to him again: "Grandpa, did you hear that? Mom said today is the best day for the restaurant business."
Su Jinrong was naturally infected by his granddaughter's joyful look, and he also grinned.
"Grandpa knows that the restaurant business is very good, and he is happy."
Grandpa's words made the little girl feel very happy, and she hugged him. Then Feng Ruoruo ran to the kitchen quickly, wanting to tell her father in the kitchen the good news.
Watching her granddaughter running to the kitchen, Lu Cuiling turned to look at her daughter-in-law at the cash register and asked earnestly, "Did you make any money?"
Su Ruoxi smiled and replied: "Mom, of course I made money. The turnover tonight was over 10,000."
Lu Cuiling was a little surprised when she heard this: "Wow, so many?"
Su Ruoxi nodded: "Yes, Yifan has been back for so many days, and today's sales are the best, with an income of more than 10,000 yuan."
After a pause, Su Ruoxi glanced at her father in the wheelchair.
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 playfully in front of her mother-in-law, lowered her voice and said to her mother-in-law: "Mom, my dad has never had 10,000 yuan a night in the past few years."
Lu Cuiling felt a little proud, thinking that her son had really made progress over the years and should be able to run his father-in-law's restaurant.
Of course, she was a little proud in her heart, but Lu Cuiling still said in front of her daughter-in-law: "Well, Yifan is the one who works harder, but it's best not to tell him, lest he become proud."
After hearing what her mother-in-law said, Su Ruoxi smiled and said, "Mom, your little granddaughter has gone to report to Dad."
Lu Cuiling smiled and responded: "It doesn't matter. If Ruoruo doesn't know how much money he made, don't tell Yifan. Don't let him get proud."
Su Ruoxi also nodded with a smile.
In the restaurant outside, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law reached a consensus.
Little Feng Ruoruo swaggered into the kitchen and shouted directly to his father who was busy cleaning: "Dad, did you know that today is the busiest day for grandpa's restaurant?"
When Feng Yifan heard his daughter's words, he turned around and said with a smile, "Really? Business is the best today?"
Feng Ruoruo nodded and said, "Yes, Mom said we have 23 tables of guests today. Dad, you are really amazing. Grandpa's restaurant is doing better business than when he was in better health."
Feng Yifan was very happy to receive the praise from his daughter, but he said: "It's because my grandfather taught me well that my father can cook very delicious dishes."
Feng Ruoruo walked around the cooking table, came to her father's side, rushed forward and hugged him.
After being picked up by her father, the little girl said in his arms: "Dad, you have to work hard, you must become green and blue."
Feng Yifan was a little stunned by his daughter's words.
Lin Ruifeng, who was also in the kitchen, asked curiously, "It turned green and blue? What does this mean?"
Before his daughter could explain, Feng Yifan understood first. He hugged his daughter and said with a smile, "Dad knows. Ruoruo meant that you want Dad to be better than your father, right?"
Seeing that her father understood, Feng Ruoruo clapped her hands happily and said, "Yes, yes, Dad wants to be better than you."
Feng Yifan gently pinched his daughter's face and said, "Okay, Dad will work hard."