After Feng Yifan and his apprentice finished cleaning the kitchen and sent his apprentice away from Su Ji and stood in the alley at the back, Feng Yifan suddenly thought of something.
"Ruifeng, do you think we are a little too hasty to ask Brother He to make the mold?"
Lin Ruifeng was stunned at first when he heard this, but then he quickly understood.
The master's meaning was very clear. Now Lin Ruifeng was learning cooking in Su Ji, and at the same time, the pot stickers were selling very well in Lin's breakfast shop.
It seems that no matter from which perspective, the mold for making hamburgers may not be useful in the short term.
Lin Ruifeng was silent for a moment and then said, "Master, actually the mold is still useful. Our street is destined to be renovated and our business may not be able to operate normally for a long time. At that time, the mold will be useful."
Feng Yifan was stunned by his disciple's words. He didn't quite understand what he meant at first.
But after thinking about it carefully, Feng Yifan understood what his apprentice meant.
With a serious expression, looking at his apprentice whose childishness had not yet completely shed, Feng Yifan asked, "So, you, Uncle Lin, and Auntie, are not planning to find a new shop?"
Seeing that his master had guessed it, Lin Ruifeng grinned and said, "Master, isn't Su Ji not going to leave either? I am your disciple. If you don't leave here, how can I leave here?"
The apprentice's attitude was very clear, even if the breakfast shop was forced to close during the reconstruction of the old street.
He would rather push a cart and use small hamburger molds to set up a stall somewhere farther away than leave the old street to find another shop.
Lin Ruifeng has already made it clear that the Lin family breakfast shop will remain on the old street together with Su Ji, and he will always follow his master.
Seeing his disciple's attitude, Feng Yifan was really surprised, and at the same time felt a little bit reluctant, because he didn't want his disciple to be like this.
The original intention of guiding Lin Ruifeng and accepting him as his apprentice was to hope that he could find something he likes and work hard at it.
Thinking of this, Feng Yifan still said: "Ruifeng, in fact, you should have your own pursuits. You don't have to follow me all the time, and you don't have to guard Su Ji like me."
Lin Ruifeng quickly said: "No, Master, don't misunderstand me, I didn't think about learning anything from Su Ji."
It was obvious that Lin Ruifeng heard what his master said and thought that his master misunderstood that he wanted to inherit Su Ji.
Feng Yifan responded and said with a smile: "I know."
Lin Ruifeng continued, “Master, before I followed you, I was actually living in a daze every day. I didn’t know what I wanted or what I should pursue.
But after meeting you, Master, and following you busy at Su Ji every day, I understood the joy of working hard on something and receiving the rewards.
For the first time, through you, I saw the precious qualities of my parents and their true hard work.”
After listening to Lin Ruifeng's words, Feng Yifan could understand it very well, and even felt a little bit of empathy.
Because he had also gone through the same period and felt the same confusion as Lin Ruifeng, Feng Yifan was very pleased with his apprentice's mental journey and his own growth.
Lin Ruifeng said at last: "Master, I used to dream of becoming a great man, making a lot of money, and having my name known by many people.
But now I don’t want to be like that anymore. I have seen from you, Uncle Rong, and my parents that there can be brilliance in the ordinary.
I think I am willing to stay in my parents' breakfast shop, and I am also willing to continue to help you work in Su Ji and learn cooking from you. Master, please allow me to stay."
Feng Yifan helped his apprentice up and patted him on the shoulder. "Okay, as long as you have your own goals, it's fine. I'm very happy to see you becoming more and more mature."
Lin Ruifeng said with a smile on his face: "Master, don't worry, I will continue to work hard and persevere."
Feng Yifan nodded and said, "Okay, go back to sleep. I won't be there tomorrow morning. You have to handle it by yourself, so you must get enough rest. Also, you need to learn more from your aunt. You are still too slow at making pot stickers."
Lin Ruifeng nodded heavily in response: "Yes, Master, go to bed early too. Good night."
After watching his apprentice go back to the next door, Feng Yifan also turned around and went in. Finally, he checked the things in the kitchen to make sure that there were no problems with the gas, circuits, and other things. He walked to the door, turned off the lights in the kitchen, and left.
Before going upstairs, Feng Yifan also inspected the restaurant, even checking the door lock, and only went upstairs after tidying up.
At this time, little Feng Ruoruo had already fallen asleep obediently under the coaxing of her grandmother.
The father-in-law should have been washed and dressed by his wife, but Feng Yifan still went to his father-in-law's room to take a look.
Feng Yifan had just walked to the door of the room when Su Jinrong, who was lying on the bed, spoke first: "Is it Yifan?"
"Yes Dad."
"Come in."
Feng Yifan stepped into the room, came to his father-in-law's bed, and looked down at his father-in-law: "Dad, you haven't slept yet?"
Su Jinrong nodded and said, "Well, sit down."
Feng Yifan sat down beside the bed.
The father-in-law and son-in-law looked at each other for a moment, and Su Jinrong turned around and took out a brown paper bag from under his pillow. He handed the brown paper bag to his son-in-law and said, "Open it and take a look."
Feng Yifan followed his father-in-law's instructions, opened the brown paper bag and poured out the contents.
When the contents were poured out, Feng Yifan was instantly shocked.
There were several things in the brown paper bag, which could be said to be the most important things of Su Ji, or the Su family.
One of them was a thread-bound book that looked very old but contained recipes that were still very well preserved.
In addition to the menu, there was also a small wooden sign, two badges with the national emblem, and several thick certificates under the menu.
Su Jinrong slowly said: "These are the efforts of several generations of Su Ji's ancestors."
Feng Yifan already understood the importance of these things. These things were the glory that the Su family's ancestors, generation after generation, had earned through their willingness to endure loneliness and silently study cooking skills.
The two badges here were obtained by my grandfather when he attended the state banquet.
As for the thick certificates below, some were obtained by my grandfather and my great-grandfather.
Each certificate is the result of the hard work and sweat of two generations of my great-grandfather and grandfather in cooking.
Looking at these things, Feng Yifan could feel more deeply how much his father-in-law valued Su Ji, as well as his father-in-law's guilt towards Su Ji's ancestors for not being able to achieve any results over the years.
Feng Yifan raised his head and looked at his father-in-law seriously and said, "Dad, don't worry, I will continue to work hard and will never disgrace these."
Su Jinrong said in a deep voice: "You are very good. You have not been humiliated. I hope you can keep your bottom line."
Feng Yifan was stunned at first, not understanding what his father-in-law meant. After thinking about it carefully, he finally understood.
The father-in-law took out these things, probably to remind Feng Yifan not to be complacent, to stick to the bottom line in his heart, to be able to endure loneliness like Su Ji's ancestors, and to focus more on cooking itself.
The father-in-law's warning to Feng Yifan was due to the interview from the TV station today.
There was nothing special about the first half of the TV interview, but Feng Yifan integrated skills from all over the country and presented four lion heads, which won him numerous praises and made Su Jinrong alert.
In the eyes of his father-in-law, Feng Yifan is still a young man, not to mention that he used to be a person who pursued fame and fortune.
So when the father-in-law saw the TV interview, the crowds of people watching, and the praise and admiration for Su Ji, he couldn't help but worry whether his son-in-law would be blinded by everything in front of him.
If the son-in-law once again falls into the pursuit of fame and fortune and is made flattered by all the exaggerations.
Su Jinrong really didn't want to see such a scene, and was even more worried that if it really happened, his daughter and granddaughter would be hurt again.
So tonight, he had kept these things, which he had treasured for many years and had never even shown to other people, so that his son-in-law could take a good look at them, to warn him that he still had a long way to go and could not be complacent.
When Feng Yifan understood his father-in-law's intention, he couldn't help but want to laugh.
But then he thought again, from the perspective of his father-in-law, such a warning seemed necessary.
After all, the father-in-law didn't know that Feng Yifan had been reincarnated, and naturally he didn't know that his son-in-law didn't care about fame or fortune at all.
Feng Yifan understood his father-in-law's intention and said to him seriously, "Dad, don't worry, I won't be proud. I know that I am too weak now compared to my grandfather and great grandfather. I have no right to be proud at all."
After a pause, Feng Yifan said to his father-in-law solemnly: "Dad, I will always remind myself and focus on studying the dishes. I won't slack off."
After receiving such an answer and looking at his son-in-law's unevasive gaze, Su Jinrong felt relieved and nodded.
When the son-in-law put the things back into the brown paper bag, Su Jinrong reached out and held him down. Pointing at the recipe and the wooden sign, he said, "These two things are passed down from our ancestors. You can take them and have a look. Keep them well."
Feng Yifan was a little surprised. He didn't expect that his father-in-law would give him such an important thing passed down from his ancestors directly.
After hesitating for a moment, Feng Yifan said, "Dad, why don't you keep it? I'll come back to see it when I need to study it."
Su Jinrong said seriously: "For you, you are the chef of Su Ji."
Feng Yifan was a little surprised again. He didn't expect that his father-in-law would directly let him be the chef of Su Ji.
In fact, the layman watches the excitement while the expert watches the details.
Even if Su Jinrong did not participate in the state banquet and did not bring any glory to Su Ji, he was, after all, a man who had been immersed in cooking for many years and had worked in Su Ji's kitchen for many years.
How could he not see that his son-in-law's craftsmanship was now superior to his own
Some dishes that seem to require a lot of skill, the son-in-law is able to handle them with great experience, and even has a bit of confidence that he can do it effortlessly.
It also demonstrates the magic of "although it is made by man, it seems to be created by nature".
Therefore, in Su Jinrong's opinion, his son-in-law is fully qualified to be the chef of Su Ji and can take over these two things passed down by Su Ji's ancestors.
Seeing his father-in-law insist, Feng Yifan had no choice but to accept it: "Okay, Dad, I will definitely keep it well."
Su Jinrong nodded, and waited for his son-in-law to put away the other things and put them back into the suitcase on the cabinet according to his instructions. Su Jinrong continued, "The recipe is based on experience, and you need to study it yourself."
Feng Yifan responded seriously: "Okay, Dad, I know, I will study it carefully and will not copy the recipe exactly."
Su Jinrong pointed at the wooden sign and said, "That's the certificate our ancestors used to enter and leave the imperial city. Keep it safe and don't show it to anyone."
After hearing what his father-in-law said, Feng Yifan lowered his head in shock, raised the wooden sign in his hand and looked at it carefully.
Sure enough, there were small words on the back of the wooden sign, and a relatively large word "御" was engraved on it.
Although he did not hear his father-in-law tell the legendary story of his ancestors, Feng Yifan still understood the value of this wooden plaque.
Perhaps from today's perspective, this wooden sign has long lost its former value and may be just an antique at best.
But it has a special meaning for Su Ji.
Feng Yifan held the wooden sign in his hand and said seriously, "Dad, don't worry, I will definitely keep it well and will never let it down, nor will I let you down. I will run Su Ji well."
Su Jinrong finally nodded in satisfaction, waved his hand to let his son-in-law go back to rest, and he also lay down to sleep.
Feng Yifan closed the door of his father-in-law's room and returned to the next room with two things.
Although he entered the room quietly, he still woke up his wife in bed. She looked up and asked dazedly, "Why are you so late?"
Feng Yifan walked to the bed and sat down first, then took out two things, handed them to his wife and said, "I just came back from my dad next door. Dad gave me these two things. Please help me keep them well."
After saying that, Feng Yifan left the things to his wife and got up to take a shower.
When Feng Yifan came back from taking a shower, he found his wife sitting on the bed with a serious face, with the recipe and the wooden sign placed on the quilt in front of her.
Seeing his wife so serious, Feng Yifan went to bed, put his arms around her and asked, "What's wrong?"
Su Ruoxi said to her husband seriously: "Do you know what it means to give you these two things?"
Seeing his wife's serious look, Feng Yifan said seriously, "I know, that means my father has handed Su Ji over to me, and I must take the responsibility of running Su Ji well."
Seeing that her husband understood, Su Ruoxi breathed a sigh of relief and said, "So, since Dad has given it to you, you should keep it well."
Feng Yifan smiled and pushed back the food his wife handed him. He held her hand and said, "You and I, there is no need to distinguish between us. I will be the chef at Su Ji, but you will run the business. Su Ji belongs to our family."
Then he hugged his wife and said, "In the future, Su Ji will belong to Ruoruo. We just need to help her run the business."
Su Ruoxi was silent for a while, and suddenly asked: "You? Have you ever thought about having a son?"
Feng Yifan immediately said, "How can that be possible? Wouldn't that mean dividing Ruoruo's property? Do you want Ruoruo to become like your aunt? That would be very troublesome."
Su Ruoxi was startled at first, then when she turned to look at her husband, she saw that he was trying hard to hold back his laughter.
She immediately realized that she had been deceived by her husband and punched him hard: "You bad guy."
Feng Yifan hugged his wife and said softly, "Okay, let everything take its course. We are already very happy to have Ruoruo. What does it matter if we have a son or not? I believe Ruoruo will run Su Ji well in the future."
The lights in the room went out, and peace and tranquility gradually came into the room under the cover of night.