When the second plate was brought out, this plate had more than the one Feng Ruoruo brought out before, so everyone could get a few more pieces.
Feng Yifan prepared some tea for everyone.
The children were also given juice instead of tea for the adults.
When eating the second plate of Poria cocos cake, everyone immediately felt that the taste was slightly different.
"Hmm, this time it seems to have the scent of honey."
Hearing this, Su Ruoxi became even more proud and raised her chin towards her husband, obviously signaling him to quickly announce to everyone that this was done by her, and then to praise herself.
But when Feng Yifan saw his wife's expression, he did not speak immediately.
This made Su Ruoxi very dissatisfied, and she continued to wink at her husband.
But even though her husband clearly saw the look in her eyes, he just didn't say anything, which made Su Ruoxi very angry.
The husband didn't say anything to clarify, and everyone started praising his delicious dish.
"This one is even more delicious. It's sweeter with the addition of honey."
"Yes, honey tastes good, not as sweet as white sugar."
"Chef Feng is Chef Feng. He really knows how to adapt. He can make so many different kinds of cakes out of a simple cake like Fuling Cake."
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Seeing that everyone was praising her husband but he didn't say anything, Su Ruoxi felt very dissatisfied.
Finally, while her husband was pouring tea, Su Ruoxi moved closer to him, stretched out her hand and pinched his waist.
Feng Yifan felt something the moment his wife started to make a move, and before she could pinch him hard, he quickly said, "Actually, you're all wrong. This one wasn't made by me. This one was made by Ruoruo's mother, and she also added honey. Isn't that surprising?"
Su Ruoxi had her hands already around her husband's waist, almost pinching the flesh on his waist.
Suddenly hearing her husband's clarification, she felt very satisfied and slowly withdrew her hand.
Looking down and seeing his wife's hand being taken back from her waist, Feng Yifan breathed a sigh of relief.
No one present noticed these little actions of the couple.
After a brief moment of stunned silence, everyone immediately began to praise Su Ruoxi.
Feng Ruoruo threw herself into her mother's arms and gave her two thumbs up, praising her: "Mom, you are so amazing. You can make snacks that are even more delicious than Dad's."
Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei also came over and gave Aunt Su a thumbs up and praised her.
"Aunt Su is great."
"Aunt Su is amazing."
Su Ruoxi was also very happy to receive the praise from the little girls. She gladly accepted the praise from the children and said with a smile: "Thank you my daughter, and thank you Xixi and Feifei for your praise. I will definitely continue to work hard and strive to learn all your father Feng's snacks as soon as possible."
Feng Ruoruo immediately clapped her hands and said, "Great, great, mom, you've learned it? You can make it for Ruoruo."
When Xixi's grandmother heard what Su Ruoxi said, she said to her son beside her: "Look at him? Look at you again, you don't learn from Ruoruo's father, you just think about eating."
Hearing grandma talking about dad, Yang Xiaoxi turned to his father and said, "Dad? You have to study hard. Although you are a little bit stupid, as long as you study hard, you can also fly first."
Feng Ruoruo was surprised when she heard her good friend's words: "Xixi? How can your father fly?"
Chen Yaofei immediately explained: "Ruoruo? Xixi said an idiom? It's called 'the early bird catches the worm'."
Feng Ruoruo continued to ask curiously: "Stupid bird, can you fly first?"
Feng Yifan was surprised to hear his daughter's question, so he smiled and explained to her further: "This idiom means that some birds fly slowly, so in order to catch them, they have to fly first, so that they can find food first when they fly slowly.
Just like Xixi said, her father was slow to learn cooking, so she had to work harder and practice more ahead of others, so that she could learn cooking skills well. "
After listening to her father's explanation, Feng Ruoruo understood and turned to Yang Zhiyi and said, "Uncle Yang, you have to work hard. If you learn more and practice more, you will be able to catch up."
Feng Ruoruo's ability to apply what she learned surprised the adults, and they all started praising the little girl.
Only Yang Zhiyi felt at a loss whether to laugh or cry after hearing this, and felt that he had suffered too much today.
Fortunately, Yang Xiaoxi still remembered her father and took the initiative to feed him a piece of snack.
Of course, after feeding Dad the snacks, Yang Xiaoxi also reminded him: "Dad, you should eat more. You must learn from Dad Feng in the future and try to learn as much as possible so that you can make more for Xixi."
After eating the snacks fed by his daughter, Yang Zhiyi was deeply moved and immediately agreed: "Okay, Dad will definitely work hard."
The group of people had a great time together and spent a very pleasant afternoon full of laughter.
After eating snacks and drinking tea, everyone started talking about the old street being closed for reconstruction and Feng Yifan's plan to set up a stall with his apprentice.
Yang Zhiyi asked curiously, "Ruoruo's father, you plan to take Xiaolin to set up a stall. Are you going to set up a food stall there and cook these Su Ji dishes for the diners?"
Feng Yifan shook his head and said, "The space and equipment there are not good enough to make such delicate dishes. I plan to only make noodles and fried rice, and teach Ruifeng some snack making methods. I will let him make snacks nearby. This should be more in line with the atmosphere of setting up a stall."
Hearing this, Liu Wanhua couldn't help but say, "Doesn't that mean that we won't be able to eat Su Ji's food for a while?"
Feng Yifan responded: "How could that be? Aunt Liu, if you want to eat, you can always come to Su Ji to eat."
Old man Tang Zhuochen also said immediately: "Yes, yes, we can come to Su Ji to eat and let Yifan cook for us. This is a special treatment for us old neighbors."
Liu Wanhua added: "You have to go set up a stall and be busy with business over there, how can you have time to cook for us?"
Feng Yifan smiled and said, "There is still time. I can prepare the ingredients in advance and close the stall earlier in the evening, or go out later."
Liu Wanhua shook her head and said, "It's very troublesome. I might as well go to your stall and eat a bowl of noodles. I'm an old lady living alone anyway, and I don't need to eat so exquisitely. It should be fine to go there and eat a bowl of noodles every day."
Feng Yifan quickly said, "Aunt Liu, what are you talking about? How about this? Tell me what you want to eat in advance and I will prepare it for you. Is that ok?"
Liu Wanhua smiled and said, "Okay, that's fine."
Then Feng Yifan asked again: "Aunt Liu, are you going to set up a stall over there?"
Liu Wanhua shook her head and said, "No, I won't set up a stall there. Although the old street is closed and outsiders can't enter, it doesn't affect my embroidery business much. My old customers all order custom-made items, so I won't set up a stall there. The old street is closed, so I can be quieter."
Tang Zhuochen continued, "I am too old to go, but I will let my apprentice go."
Lin Zekang is like Liu Wanhua: "I won't set up a stall. When the old street is closed, I will study my stuff and leave the business to my son."
After hearing these words, Grandpa Feifei also said: "Well, in fact, setting up stalls over there is indeed not suitable for all shops on the ancient street. However, shops that are not suitable don't have to worry about business. For example, the shops of the three of you all rely on some old customers and don't care whether the ancient street is closed or not."
Chen Shoulin went on to say: "Besides, I think the stalls are more suitable for the snack business."
Feng Yifan laughed when he heard this: "It would be a bit of a loss if Uncle Li and Brother Yang left. If they don't leave, and they go over and set up a stall together, we can just join hands. With the rice wine from Sister Wang and Brother-in-law, we can definitely support the business over there."
Yang Zhiyi said with some regret: "It's too late now, my eldest brother has finished decorating the store."
Feng Yifan shook his head helplessly: "There is no other way. Brother Yang has already chosen a place, and Uncle Li's shop has also been renovated, so we are destined to go our separate ways."
Yang Zhiyi suddenly said, "Yifan, actually, after my eldest brother and the others leave, you can also start the barbecue business. In this way, even if you set up a stall, you can make the business prosperous. If you sell all kinds of snacks, then by then, you will definitely be able to support the business over there by yourself."
Feng Yifan smiled and shook his head after hearing this: "I can't do that much, it's too hard."
As he spoke, he reached out and pulled his daughter over and said, "Besides, I want to take this opportunity to rest and spend more time with our Ruoruo. Business can slowly recover after the reconstruction of the ancient street is completed."
Yang Zhiyi felt a little regretful after hearing this: "It's such a pity. I feel like I'm going to miss out on Chef Feng showing off his prowess."
Feng Yifan laughed: "How can I show off my prowess? I may not be able to run a roadside stall better than those professional roadside snack stands."
Naturally, almost no one present believed this statement.
No one would believe that Feng Yifan's roadside stall is not as good as those selling street food.
Especially Lin Ruifeng, he heard a lot of things from his master at noon. In his opinion, those things were definitely the key points for setting up a stall and selling snacks.
So in Lin Ruifeng's opinion, the master is really too humble. If the master wants to run a roadside stall, then other families will probably have no business.
Yang Zhiyi looked at Feng Yifan and suddenly said, "I'm actually looking forward to seeing Chef Feng cooking on the street. That scene will be very interesting. Chef Feng, you should really make Su Ji dishes on the roadside. That way, you might get better business."
Feng Yifan smiled and replied, "No, as a chef of Su Ji, how can I just show off my cooking skills on the street?"
If someone else said this, Yang Zhiyi might just sneer at it or even make some sarcastic remarks.
But after Feng Yifan said this, no one present thought that it was unreasonable.
If you think about it carefully, you will feel from the bottom of your heart that this statement is correct. A great chef like Feng Yifan from Su Ji should not be cooking on the street.
Feng Yifan saw that everyone was very serious and had expressions of agreement on their faces.
He couldn't help but laugh and said, "Don't be so serious. The key is that the conditions over there don't allow it. I can't just tear down Su Ji's kitchen and move it over there, right?"
The reason why Feng Yifan doesn't cook there is indeed because the conditions are not good enough.
The stall was arranged in just an open space, and even the awning was only being built now.
As for the facilities inside, it can be said that they are completely non-existent.
Although the reconstruction department and Su Liancheng had also agreed, the reconstruction would be completed within four days according to Feng Yifan and others' requirements.
But anyway, the accommodation there is rather simple and there is no stove.
Feng Yifan didn't have much time to prepare a stove that could be transported over, so he really couldn't cook there.
Although it was not convenient to cook there, Feng Yifan thought it was very suitable to set up a roadside snack stall. He also asked a blacksmith to weld a cart in advance.
At that time, Feng Yifan would only need to push things over with his apprentice every day.
Feng Ruoruo threw herself into her father's arms at this time, tilted her head back and said, "Dad, you promised Ruoruo that if you and Uncle Xiaolin go to set up a stall, you must bring Ruoruo with you."
Feng Yifan didn't expect that his daughter still remembered it.
Before asking a blacksmith to make the mold for Lin Ruifeng to make the egg burger, he did promise his daughter that if he were to set up a stall in the future, he would definitely bring her along.
However, plans cannot keep up with changes, and Su Ji’s business has been really good during this period.
Moreover, Lin Ruifeng’s breakfast shop next door is also doing brisk business.
Therefore, the plan of setting up a stall specializing in egg burgers had to be put on hold temporarily.
Feng Yifan originally thought that his daughter should have forgotten about setting up the stall.
I didn’t expect my daughter still remembered it.
Hearing his daughter's plea and seeing her expectant face, Feng Yifan gently pinched her little face and said, "Okay, I will definitely take Ruoruo with me when the time comes, and let Ruoruo continue to help Dad greet the guests."
After getting her father's approval, the little girl was naturally very happy: "Great, Dad is so nice."
Seeing Feng Ruoruo was going to set up a stall with Father Feng, Yang Xiaoxi immediately said, "Father Feng, Xixi wants to go too."
Chen Yaofei naturally refused to be outdone: "Feifei wants to go with us."
Seeing that the other two little girls also wanted to go, Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Okay, everyone can go, but Xixi and Feifei need to get their family's consent. Daddy Feng can't make the decision."
The two little girls immediately looked at their parents.
Yang Zhiyi said to his daughter: "Don't look at Dad. If you want to go, you need Mom's consent."
As for Chen Shoulin and Li Xiuchun, seeing their granddaughter's expectant gaze, the old couple smiled and nodded in agreement: "If Feifei wants to go, then go ahead."
Seeing that Chen Yaofei had obtained the consent of her grandparents, Yang Xiaoxi immediately asked her grandparents: "Grandpa and grandma, will you let Xixi go?"
The old couple Yang Huaicheng and Wen Hong looked at each other.
Wen Hong said, "We still have to go home and ask Mom. Grandpa and grandma agree that you can go, but Mom still needs to agree."
As a result, Yang Xiaoxi immediately pulled her grandparents and dad up and said, "Let's go quickly and go home to ask mom. Otherwise, Ruoruo and Feifei are both going, so Xixi can't go."
Seeing the little girl's anxious look, her grandparents and father were all at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
In the end, Yang Zhiyi had no choice but to call his wife, and Li Feier on the other end of the phone naturally agreed.
After getting her mother's consent, Yang Xiaoxi immediately smiled brightly, and happily hugged Feng Ruoruo and Chen Yaofei and cheered.