The new customer who was ordering food first saw a little girl jumping in, and then heard the little girl shouting to the outside of the door. He also understood that the person in charge of cooking was the little girl's father.
Then, the people in the restaurant saw a sunny, youthful, yet mature and masculine man walk in.
Seeing Feng Yifan did surprise the new guests.
In most people's impressions, chefs, especially those in small restaurants like Su Ji, should be men with big heads, thick necks, and strong muscles.
But there is not a single trace of what a chef should look like in Feng Yifan.
He has a small head and neat short messy hair. His facial features are not very delicate, but he looks very energetic.
His neck is not thick, and he is wearing a very neat short-sleeved shirt, looking free and easy.
He is quite tall but not fat at all. However, from the muscles on his strong arms, it is not difficult to tell that he is very strong.
When Feng Yifan walked in, he saw that in addition to the two or three tables of old diners who stayed, there were three tables of diners with unfamiliar faces. He immediately greeted the diners with a smile.
"Welcome everyone to our shop. The menu shows the dinner dishes we are offering today. However, since we are a small business, we have limited ingredients for some dishes. If you want to order, you should order early."
After hearing this, the new diners who sat down were also a little surprised.
Who could have imagined that a small, inconspicuous restaurant on such an old street would have so many rules for having a meal.
Dinner doesn't start until 5pm, and you won't be served if you order at other times.
And from what Chef Feng Yifan said, it seems like the menu is different every day? Some dishes are even limited in quantity
Thinking of this, a young and beautiful woman at one of the tables said, "Boss, from what you said, does your restaurant have a different menu every day?"
Feng Yifan nodded and said, "Yes, some main dishes every day may be put on the menu depending on the ingredients purchased that day."
After hearing this, the woman's mouth curled up slightly, and she thought this small restaurant was really interesting.
Usually the menu is decided every day based on the ingredients prepared. This is the case in some fine restaurants abroad.
That’s because, although those restaurants are not big, the chefs in the restaurants are usually well-known culinary masters. They will determine the menu for the day based on the daily purchase of ingredients.
However, there are actually very few restaurants like this in China, so it is really interesting to hear Feng Yifan say this.
The woman, who had not originally intended to order any food, reached out and took the menu from her companion.
The menu is handwritten, and the handwriting on the menu shows quite a bit of skill. In the eyes of the woman who ordered the food, this small restaurant really exudes a sense of uniqueness everywhere.
What the woman who ordered the food didn't know was that this menu was written by Su Ruoxi herself at Feng Yifan's request before he went to pick up her daughter.
Although Su Ji had some small rules in the past, such as lunch was from 11:30 to 2:30 in the afternoon, with rest and preparation time in between, and dinner started at 5:00 in the afternoon.
But Su Ji’s previous menu was actually fixed, and some of Su Ji’s signature dishes on the menu were also the focus of Su Ji’s attraction to old diners.
But now Feng Yifan is back, and he just reopened Su Ji yesterday, and the old customers were attracted back. Today he made a fuss and insisted on changing the menu.
Su Ruoxi originally strongly disagreed, thinking that if the menu was changed in this way, Su Ji would no longer be the same Su Ji as before, and old customers would stop coming.
After Feng Yifan tried to persuade his wife several times without success, he changed his target and chatted with his father-in-law instead.
Su Ruoxi didn't expect that her husband had a few words with his father, and then his father Su Jinrong actually agreed with her husband's method. She had no choice but to write these menus for her husband.
Now that the menu is in the customer's hands, and looking at Feng Yifan's smug look, Su Ruoxi really wants to bite her husband.
Feng Yifan saw his wife's face look strange when she looked at the menu and then at himself, so he quickly chose to escape.
"Everyone, please order first. I'll go to the kitchen to prepare. It's exactly five o'clock now, so everyone can order the dishes on the menu. We can still guarantee supply at this time."
After saying this, Feng Yifan, like an artist preparing for a performance, bowed with one hand to everyone before heading to the "back kitchen" of his art hall.
Seeing her husband's very artificial actions, Su Ruoxi couldn't help but laugh, and then whispered: "Fart."
Of course, there are also people who are optimistic about Feng Yifan's natural performance, and that is little Feng Ruoruo.
After entering the restaurant, Feng Ruoruo quickly ran to her grandfather, where she whispered to him and told him about her interesting experiences in kindergarten.
When the little girl saw her father's pretentious performance, her big watery eyes lit up and she thought her father looked very impressive.
When her father stepped into the kitchen, the little girl clapped her hands and shouted, "Come on, Dad."
Feng Yifan looked at his daughter beside his father-in-law, then smiled and blew her a kiss: "Okay, Dad will definitely work hard."
From the moment Feng Yifan entered the door to the moment he went into the kitchen, this series of performances surprised both the new and old diners present.
The old diner couldn't help but say a few words to Su Jinrong.
"Lao Su, your son-in-law is quite interesting."
"Yes, it feels a bit like an opera today."
"Haha, it does have a bit of an artistic flavor."
"Yes, yes, the artist's flavor is coming out."
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After hearing this, Su Jinrong, who was sitting in a wheelchair, involuntarily raised his crooked mouth and a smile appeared on his face.
After entering the kitchen, Feng Yifan quickly changed into a chef's uniform and put on the apron he had brought back from his luggage.
Next, turn on the fire on the stove, place all the prepared ingredients on the cooking table, and wait for the first round of orders from outside.
Not long after, the first menu was brought in by daughter Feng Ruoruo.
Putting down the menu, Feng Ruoruo said to her father seriously, "This is for Grandpa Zhang's table. You have to cook it well. Grandpa is watching over Grandpa Zhang. If it's not cooked well, Ruoruo will be unhappy."
Feng Yifan made an "OK" gesture to his daughter: "No problem, trust Dad."
After Feng Ruoruo ran out quickly, Feng Yifan in the kitchen immediately got busy and started cooking for Old Zhang's table first.
As the dishes were ordered table after table outside, little Feng Ruoruo finally found her chance to shine in her grandfather's restaurant. Although she was still young and could not serve dishes or clean the tables, she could bring menus to her father.
Menus were brought in one by one, and at first little Feng Ruoruo just threw them on her father's cooking table and ran out.
But when the menu for the fourth table was brought in, Feng Ruoruo found that her father was very busy and the menus on the table were in a mess.
The little girl was very serious and helped her father to organize the menu and pressed them one by one in order.
Feng Yifan was busy at the stove when he saw what his daughter was doing. He felt warm in his heart when he saw his daughter sorting out the menus one by one and placing them in a more prominent position on the cooking table.