On Sunday, the topic of Li Fei'er's TV program "Fei Chang Zhi Zhi" continued to ferment. Because it was a weekend holiday, many people came to the old street early in the morning.
So this morning, the business of Lin’s breakfast shop next to Su’s was booming.
Those who arrived early in the morning were quickly attracted by the tempting aroma of the pot stickers and gathered in front of the breakfast shop one after another.
"Oh my god, the pot stickers here are so delicious."
"And the fried dough sticks. I haven't seen such beautiful fried dough sticks in many years."
"They also have mixed-flavor soy milk, which looks delicious."
"Hurry up, it seems like there are a lot of people. If you're late you might not be able to buy pot stickers."
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With so many more guests coming at once, Lin Ruifeng and his parents naturally became very busy.
Lin Ruifeng has clearly felt that his hands are not enough. He has been wrapping and working non-stop, but it seems that he still cannot keep up with the demand.
Especially some people who were getting impatient started to complain.
"Oh, why did you have to wait so long?"
"Boss, mine isn't ready yet?"
"Boss, I want four ounces. Is it not ready yet?"
"Boss, do you have any more? I want four ounces, too."
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Being constantly urged by a group of people, Lin Ruifeng gradually began to get flustered. He was really overwhelmed and even looked like he was about to make mistakes.
Even though Lin Ruifeng tried very hard, he still felt very powerless and began to feel a little irritated when he saw more and more people wanting him.
Just when Lin Ruifeng was about to collapse, a voice that excited him rang out.
"Please wait a moment. It takes time to make pot stickers. You don't want to eat pot stickers that taste bad or are not cooked, right? So please be patient and wait."
The master's voice instantly inspired Lin Ruifeng and gave him the motivation to keep going.
At the same time, Feng Yifan also walked in quickly from outside and quickly took over the entire process of helping to wrap the pot stickers and fry them in the pan.
Witnessed by Raymond Lam and his mother, Feng Yifan displayed extraordinary skills.
First, Feng Yifan was able to roll out many sheets of dough at once, and then he was very quick when wrapping them. To Lin Ruifeng, it seemed as if his master had many extra hands.
Everything was as fast as usual, and a pot of pot stickers was completed in a very fast pace.
Next, put the frying pan on the stove to heat it.
While Feng Yifan was frying the first pot, he also quickly started preparing the next one, and the whole process was very well connected.
Everything became orderly. Lin Ruifeng felt that the master always knew clearly what should be done first and what should be done later, which really made good use of time.
Soon, the pot stickers came out of the pot one after another, properly serving the diners in front.
Seeing the diners' complaints subside and the breakfast shop returning to peace, Lin Ruifeng really couldn't help but admire them.
When it was not too busy, Lin Ruifeng finally couldn't help but said, "Master, thank you so much for your help. Otherwise, I would be really confused and I don't know what to do."
Feng Yifan cleaned the pot while preparing the next one and talking to his apprentice at the same time.
"It's nothing, actually. As long as you work hard and master all the processes, you can handle it very easily. There aren't that many people coming here."
Lin Ruifeng's mother said, "I really don't know why there are so many people these past two days."
Hearing his mother's words, Lin Ruifeng quickly said, "Mom, that's because there is a TV on our old street, and many people come here because of its reputation."
Lin Ruifeng's parents have been in the hospital recently, busy taking care of Lin Ruifeng's grandmother, so they don't have much time to pay attention to TV programs, and naturally they don't know about the TV programs introducing the old street.
She was really surprised to hear her son say this.
"Is there a TV on this old street of ours?"
Feng Yifan also smiled and said, "Yes, auntie, we were on TV and Fei Chang witnessed us recording a program to introduce our old street, so many people came here to visit."
Lin Ruifeng's mother looked at the people eating breakfast outside, nodded and said, "That's good, that's good. With more people, the old street won't be demolished."
When Feng Yifan heard what Lin Ruifeng's mother said, he smiled again and said, "Aunt, no one wants to demolish the old street, but to make some reconstructions to it."
Mother Lin thought for a moment and said, "Isn't that the same as demolition? We still have to move out."
Lin Ruifeng quickly said, "Mom, we don't have to move. As long as the old street is still there, it will definitely reopen after a little renovation, and our business will definitely be better."
The mother was surprised to hear this and asked, "But aren't Li Zhigang and Wang Cuifeng planning to move away?"
Then, Lin's mother asked, "Yifan, will your Su Ji move away as well?"
Feng Yifan shook his head seriously and replied: "No, Su Ji will not move away. Su Ji will definitely remain on the old street. I also believe that as long as the reconstruction plan does not demolish the old street, no one will leave."
Mother Lin was still a little skeptical: "It's hard to say. If it affects business, everyone will definitely leave."
Lin Ruifeng said seriously: "No matter whether others leave or not, we will not leave anyway. I am willing to follow Master. Mom, you and Dad should not leave either. We will support the old street together with Master."
Mother Lin did not discourage her son. Instead, she smiled and said, "Okay, Mom believes you."
Next, the breakfast shop naturally began to welcome a new batch of customers, and Feng Yifan also helped for more than an hour.
By eight o'clock in the morning, there were no longer many people coming for breakfast.
Feng Yifan did not stay any longer. He went out the back door of Lin's breakfast shop and returned to Su's next door.
Feng Yifan had already prepared breakfast for his family, and kept it warm over a low fire in the kitchen to ensure that his family could have a great breakfast when they woke up in the morning.
Because it was Sunday, no one in the family got up early, and even Feng Ruoruo slept a little longer.
Feng Yifan went upstairs and called out to his parents, wife, and daughter before they got up. He then went directly to his father-in-law's room and waited for him to get up.
After the family went downstairs and had breakfast, Feng Yifan opened the door of the shop.
As soon as the door opened, some people who were having breakfast next door couldn't wait to rush into Su Ji.
However, after entering the restaurant, some guests who had been there before were surprised to see the very neat and clean square dining table in Su Ji.
"Wow, why has Su Ji changed?"
“Is this still Su Ji?”
"Did we go to the wrong door?"
"Yeah, this looks different from the videos online."
“It’s also different from when it was a TV show.”
"You guys are really making a fuss out of nothing. Don't you think that changing to a small square table is more suitable for Su Ji? There will be more places for everyone to choose to sit."
“Yeah, I think this is great.”
“I think it’s good like this now.”
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Feng Yifan heard the discussion of the people who came in and said with a smile: "Our Su Ji has indeed changed. The previous layout of large tables can't satisfy all the guests, so we changed them all to small tables."
Some people who don't know much about it saw many people who bought breakfast next door and chose to sit down and eat in Su Ji because there was no room, so they couldn't help but ask: "Boss, are you and the one next door the same? Will you do morning tea in the future?"
Feng Yifan smiled and shook his head: "We are old neighbors, so we should help each other. Su Ji doesn't know how to make morning tea."
Hearing this answer, some people really felt a little regretful.
"Why don't you make morning tea, boss?"
"Yeah, I think the boss's skills will definitely allow him to make a lot of morning tea snacks, right?"
"That's right, if the boss also makes morning tea, I will definitely come and eat it."
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Facing everyone's request, Feng Ruoruo came over to answer for her father before Feng Yifan could speak: "Dad is great. We can't make morning tea. That would make Dad very tired."
Many people who entered the room were startled by the sudden appearance of a cute little girl.
Then, everyone found it very fun to hear the little girl’s answer for her father and how cute she looked.
"Hey, who are you? You're so cute."
Feng Ruoruo was not afraid of the stage, perhaps because her father was with her. She introduced herself to everyone generously: "My name is Feng Ruoruo, I am your father's daughter, please don't make my father too hard."
Seeing how the little girl felt sorry for her father, everyone thought she was even cuter.
Then everyone agreed and promised not to make Feng Yifan too hard.
People who eat breakfast always come and go in waves.
When breakfast time was almost over, Feng Yifan carefully cleaned up the table at Su Ji. He said to his father with satisfaction: "Dad, these tables you picked are really good."
Feng Jiandong smiled and said, "This is a task assigned by your mother, and it's for your Su Ji, so of course I have to pick the best."
Lu Cuiling continued, "Son, you know your dad well. When it comes to being careful, he has always been very careful, so I, your mom, have always been very confident in your dad's selection of things."
Feng Yifan took his daughter with him and expressed his gratitude to his parents earnestly: "Thank you, Mom and Dad."
When Feng Ruoruo saw her father thanking her grandparents, the little girl also quickly thanked them: "Thank you, grandpa and grandma."
Lu Cuiling reached out and pulled her granddaughter over, hugged her and said, "Hey, let your father say the words of thanks. Our Ruoruo is still young, so there's no need to thank grandpa and grandma like this."
Feng Ruoruo was still very happy when she heard what her grandma said.
Then, the little girl leaned into her grandmother's arms and chatted and played with her grandparents.
Feng Yifan looked at the time and it was almost time to start preparing. He had a vague feeling that Su Ji's business might be good today.
After saying goodbye to his father-in-law, wife, parents, and daughter, especially high-fived his daughter who was playing in her grandparents' arms, Feng Yifan headed for the kitchen.
Preparing various ingredients in the kitchen in the morning always seems very busy and boring.
But for Feng Yifan, everything has already become commonplace. This is what a serious cook has to go through every day.
The same thing happens in virtually every restaurant and hotel.
However, in larger restaurants and hotels, there should be people to divide the work, so Feng Yifan doesn't have to rely on himself all the time.
Just like in the kitchen of Fujinglou, Tan Xueli, as the head chef, will certainly not do many things herself, but will carry out overall command after the division of labor.
Of course, in a restaurant as big as Fujinglou, it would be very hard for the chef to just give orders.
For example, what dishes do we need to cook today? What dishes need to be pre-processed? What should the processing process be like? And how many people need to be allocated to handle the corresponding process.
Everything here tests a chef's ability to coordinate.
Tan Xueli was a little lacking in this aspect, so Su Lanxin arranged her to be the head chef at Su Jinglou.
Tan Xueli strolled in the kitchen, carefully checking every step of preparing the ingredients.
From time to time, they would give some instructions or say a few words to warn those who made mistakes not to make the same mistake again.
It can be said that leading a large team is really not an easy task. It is obviously more busy and hard work than a cook working alone in his own small kitchen.
In addition to the kitchens of Su Ji and Fujinglou, Zhang Maosheng's son Zhang Fenglin, who is also busy with his apprentice Liu Quan and a group of assistants.
The restaurant Zhang Fenglin runs now is a joint venture between him and someone else. The investor is a long-time friend of Zhang Fenglin and also an old customer of his.
When Zhang Fenglin and his colleagues were fired from Fujing Building, he barely had time to get over his depression before he was approached by this friend.
In the words of this friend at the time: "As long as you have the ability, Chef Zhang, you will definitely make a comeback. The restaurant we work together will be able to beat Fujinglou sooner or later."
It’s a pity that dreams are always beautiful, but reality is often very cruel.
Zhang Fenglin and his team’s restaurant is located in a relatively prosperous food street in the city’s commercial center.
It can be said that in terms of the flow of people and popularity, it is definitely much better than the old street. There are even more people here than in Fujing Building at ordinary times.
After all, it is almost impossible for locals to go to Fujinglou on a daily basis. Most people will definitely choose the food street in the commercial center as their daily dining place and invite three or five friends to eat and drink.
The terrain is very good, but the business since Zhang Fenglin and his team opened the business has not been very good.
Zhang Fenglin also calculated privately with his partners that over the past few days, the daily turnover could not even cover the rent of the house.
This situation really made Zhang Fenglin feel stressed, and he seemed a little helpless every day.
As the former head chef of Fujinglou, Zhang Fenglin found this blow difficult to accept. He really wanted to prove himself, but the current situation made him feel helpless.
So even though it was Sunday, Zhang Fenglin and his apprentice Liu Quan did not get up early, and they did not start preparing goods until almost ten o'clock.
Before the master and apprentice could start working, the partner suddenly came to the restaurant and found Zhang Fenglin.
"Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang, please come here quickly. I have found a new way out for us. I think it will definitely work. Let's move our restaurant to this street. Lao Zhang, with your cooking skills, I think it will be perfect for us to go there."
Zhang Fenglin and Liu Quan tried to look at the picture on the mobile phone handed to them by the partner. After a careful look, they found that what the partner was talking about was actually "Old Street".