As the barbecue was going on, Feng Yifan directed his apprentice and Zhao Daxia to take down various items from the cart and place them in appropriate places one by one.
For example, various side dishes are placed there, various condiments are placed there, and various main ingredients are placed there.
Each item was arranged properly by Feng Yifan and placed in a very appropriate position.
Following Feng Yifan's instructions, Zhao Daxia and Lin Ruifeng put all the things in place. After that, she stood aside and looked carefully, and found that after the arrangement, this small stall actually looked a bit like Su Ji's kitchen.
I found that Zhao Daxia carefully read it inside and out several times.
Feng Yifan asked curiously, "Sister Zhao, what are you looking at?"
Zhao Daxia stood outside the cart, in front of the window that was specially set aside for customers to pick up their food, and said, "Boss, this looks like the kitchen of a restaurant, doesn't it?"
Feng Yifan smiled when he heard this, and Lin Ruifeng immediately became curious.
Then Lin Ruifeng also examined it carefully and finally discovered this point.
"Master, it really does look like the kitchen."
Zhao Daxia asked with a smile: "Boss, do you have a little obsessive-compulsive disorder?"
Feng Yifan smiled and nodded: "I guess so. I really like to put these things in a very orderly manner, so that they can be kept tidy. I don't like the messy look."
Zhao Daxia sighed: "Sure enough, boss, you really have obsessive-compulsive disorder."
But then she added, "But boss, your obsessive-compulsive disorder is not a bad thing. After you put it in this way, it looks very neat and organized, and it is also very clean. I believe that you will definitely become the most popular one in this small market."
Feng Yifan smiled and said, "This is actually an occupational disease of mine. It's a professional habit. I like to keep everything very organized."
After chatting for a while, the pork belly in the oven was finished.
Feng Yifan took out the pork belly, placed it on a baking tray to cool, and used scissors to clean off the black parts on it.
"These burnt parts are actually delicious, but they don't look good, so when you sell them later, you must remember to clean them up."
Lin Ruifeng watched his master clean up and nodded seriously, taking notes.
Zhao Daxia smelled the scent and quickly ran into the makeshift kitchen surrounded by a cart.
Sniffing the rich aroma of barbecue, she couldn't help but sigh: "It smells so good. I feel like I can hold a whole piece and eat it. That would be very satisfying."
Feng Yifan smiled and said, "You can't eat this like that. You have to eat it with other foods."
After cleaning the burnt parts, Feng Yifan poured honey on the roasted meat, put it aside and waited for the honey to stick before hanging up the barbecued pork.
At this time, the temperature of the oven had been raised to 250 degrees, and Feng Yifan put the prepared goose and duck into it.
When putting them in, Feng Yifan told his apprentice: "You must be careful when you put them in later. Don't put them too tightly. Keep a certain gap. Also, you must pay attention to the geese and ducks during the roasting process. First, roast them at 250 degrees for 40 minutes. Then cool them down to 200 degrees and simmer for another 30 minutes."
After closing the lid of the oven, the next step was to wait, while Feng Yifan began to prepare other things.
The interior of the cart is divided into three areas. On the far left is a stove for the soup pot, used to add soup, and next to it is a stove for cooking noodles.
The middle part is an iron plate? It is specially used for making iron plate fried rice.
The rightmost part is where the chopping board is placed, which is used for cutting and chopping.
Feng Yifan put the soup pot on the stove first? But he didn't turn on the fire directly.
"Remember, you have to estimate the opening time. Don't boil the soup in advance, because that will waste the soup and also the energy you brought. So you have to heat it up when you start cooking."
After Feng Yifan finished speaking, he turned on the stove under the middle iron plate to heat the iron plate.
After preheating, Feng Yifan first poured a large amount of oil on it, and then put some fat meat on it to refine the oil.
"This is similar to the process of maintaining a new iron pan at home. When you come here every morning, remember to do this step and let the iron plate be maintained with oil first."
The fatty meat on the iron plate sizzled, and the rich meaty aroma wafted in the air, instantly attracting the attention of the surrounding stall owners.
"Mm, it smells so good. Is Chef Feng ready to make a move so early?"
"Wow, it smells really good. I really want to eat Chef Feng's meal right now."
"Oh my god, I'm really hungry. Chef Feng, are you open so early? Can you give me a bowl of fried rice first? I'm hungry."
"I want one too. I want one too."
"Yes, yes, Chef Feng, let's open a restaurant for your family."
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Zhao Daxia couldn't help but secretly smile when she heard a group of stall owners clamoring to open a shop for Feng Yifan today.
"What do you mean by helping to open the business? You are just greedy."
Feng Yifan heard what the old neighbors on the ancient street said, and smiled and said, "Wait a little longer. It's not even ten o'clock yet. You haven't digested your breakfast yet, right? You should come and eat closer to noon."
Hearing this, everyone was a little disappointed, but at the same time they were also looking forward to lunch.
When Feng Yifan kept stir-frying the fat, not to mention the bosses around him, even Lin Ruifeng couldn't help swallowing his saliva.
Zhao Daxia finally couldn't stand it anymore and shouted, "No, I'm going to go out for a walk and come back later. This smells too good. I really can't stand it."
Seeing Zhao Daxia leave with an indignant look on her face, Feng Yifan couldn't help but laugh.
However, Feng Yifan was still very steady, and every step was carried out in an orderly manner. After the fat was refined into oil, the oil was cleaned up and put into a small bowl.
"Remember the secret I told you?"
Lin Ruifeng, who was somewhat distracted, was awakened by his master's words. He was stunned for a moment, took a look at the oil that his master scooped out with a spatula, and immediately understood what his master meant.
"Well, remember, it's best to use two cups of oil for fried rice."
Feng Yifan nodded: "Yes, this is the key to the aroma of fried rice. Our iron plate fried rice is similar to the usual fried rice, but the taste is slightly heavier. However, we also want everyone to be satisfied with the food and not make it too greasy. Do you know what to do?"
The master asked questions one after another, and it can be said that he was always testing Lin Ruifeng.
This time, Lin Ruifeng thought about it carefully and replied: "Master, you can add some sour plums when steaming the rice. The sour taste can neutralize the greasiness."
Feng Yifan said: "Well, this is a solution. But the rice is already steamed, what should we do?"
Lin Ruifeng thought a lot, but he felt that it didn't seem to be very effective in reducing greasiness.
Seeing that his disciple couldn't answer, Feng Yifan smiled and said, "It's actually very simple. You can add some onions and lemon juice when frying the rice to remove the greasiness. Of course, Master has a secret weapon that can solve the problem in one step."
Lin Ruifeng was still a little surprised. He looked at his master in confusion.
Then, I saw the master take out a glass jar from the cart.
When Lin Ruifeng saw what was in the glass jar, he immediately understood what his master meant.
There was nothing else in the glass jar but plum sauce, which was used to relieve the greasiness of roast goose and roast duck.
Lin Ruifeng then remembered that when his master made fried rice with goose soup for his daughters yesterday, he also added plum sauce to the fried rice, so the little girls would not feel sick of it when eating it.
Feng Yifan said to his apprentice seriously: "This is a secret recipe that must not be passed on to others. Don't put too much when frying rice. Just a little bit will be enough to effectively reduce greasiness."
After hearing what the master said, Lin Ruifeng finally understood that the master was telling him the secret recipe.
Lin Ruifeng was naturally very grateful: "Thank you, Master. I will definitely do my best."
Feng Yifan smiled and patted his apprentice: "Today is the first day of opening, we must do a good job. I'll give you a good start, and you will have to work hard on your own in the future."
Lin Ruifeng nodded heavily and agreed.
Time passed relatively quickly. The goose and duck had been roasting in the oven for about forty minutes. Feng Yifan then opened the bottom and the skylight to start cooling down, and observed the quality of the goose and duck inside.
"You have to remember to pay attention. If one side of the goose or duck is overheated, you have to slightly change its position. You can't just roast one side, otherwise the color will be uneven. Do you understand?"
Lin Ruifeng watched carefully from the side, nodded seriously and wrote down the details.
After the oven temperature drops, you still need to bake for another half an hour.
During this process, Feng Yifan continued to tell his apprentice many details about setting up the stall and taught him some little secrets on how to adjust the taste.
"Usually some street teppanyaki fried rice will add MSG, but ours doesn't need it. We can add a little bit of broth to replace the MSG. And you have to remember the ratio of the teppanyaki fried rice sauce. It's best to prepare it the night before."
Lin Ruifeng took notes carefully, because what his master taught was full of practical knowledge.
Just when the roast goose and duck were about to come out of the oven, three little girls, Feng Ruoruo, Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei, came running over hand in hand.
"Dad, Dad, here we come."
The three little girls ran to the cart, stood outside the cart and shouted to Father Feng inside.
When the little girls entered the small market, they were a little confused at first, because although the small market was not very big, it was still spacious enough for children.
Besides, the little girls have never been here, and they don’t know where Feng Yifan is setting up his stall.
So at first they were a little lost.
Finally, Feng Ruoruo remembered the image of her father pushing the cart, and then she took her two good friends and started running around the small market looking for her father's cart, and they soon found the place.
Standing in front of the cart window, Feng Ruoruo proudly told her father about the search process.
"Hehehe, Dad, don't you think Ruoruo is smart? She remembered your cart and we found you quickly."
Feng Yifan smiled and responded to his daughter: "Okay, our Ruoruo is really smart."
Chen Yaofei asked curiously, "Dad Feng, how did you and Uncle Xiaolin get in?"
Then Feng Ruoruo and Yang Xiaoxi also reacted and found that they were blocked outside. The cart separated them from Feng's father. The three little girls immediately became unhappy.
Feng Ruoruo stretched out her hand and grabbed the window of the stroller and said, "Dad, carry me in."
Feng Yifan quickly reached out to stop his daughter: "No, no, you can't come in like this. The big iron plate in here is very hot, and there is a lot of oil. Come in from the side and Dad will open the door for you."
After closing the cart door used as a barrier, a gap immediately appeared, and the three little girls entered the stall smoothly.
After coming in, the three little girls were curious about the various things inside.
Feng Yifan pulled the three little girls away from the ovens.
"You can't get close to this. This is an oven. It's very hot. You three should stay away from it."
The three little girls were also very obedient. They stayed away from the oven and surrounded Feng Yifan, full of curiosity about the various things inside.
Soon the three little girls saw the window in front of the cart and found it interesting to stand inside the cart and look through the window, just like the small window they used when buying things in kindergarten.
Feng Ruoruo stood in front and said, "Yeah, you can sell things here. It's so interesting, just like a kindergarten."
Yang Xiaoxi said with a smile: "Yes, yes, we are selling things together now."
Chen Yaofei followed up, "Today, Ruoruo, Xixi, and I are all the owners of the store."
Lin Ruifeng couldn't help but smile and said, "You three are small bosses, and the master is the big boss."
Feng Ruoruo looked at Uncle Xiaolin and said, "Uncle Xiaolin, are you the boss?"
Yang Xiaoxi then added: "Ruoruo's grandfather is the old boss."
Chen Yaofei laughed immediately: "Hahaha, old, boss..."
Chen Yaofei's repetition made Feng Ruoruo and Yang Xiaoxi laugh as well. The three little girls' bell-like laughter in the stalls also successfully attracted the attention of the stall owners in the market.
Seeing the happy atmosphere on Feng Yifan's side, many bosses were envious.
While playing with the three little girls, Feng Yifan did not forget the geese and ducks in the stove.
When it was almost time, he walked over and took a careful look. After making sure that they were done, he said to his apprentice, "Ruifeng, take these three to one side so they don't get burned by the food."
Lin Ruifeng also quickly pulled the three little girls back to the corner, away from the oven and Feng Yifan, so that the master could take out the roast goose and duck smoothly.
After taking them out, Feng Yifan also hung the roast goose and roast duck next to the barbecued pork.
The rich aroma of barbecue mixed with the aroma of fruit wood is really mouth-watering.
After Feng Yifan hung it up, he placed a baking tray underneath, with grease constantly dripping onto the baking tray. It really made people want to hold the whole thing and eat it.
Feng Yifan first pulled out the needle that sealed the goose's body, allowing the juice inside the goose to flow into the baking tray.
Clean the soup again and remove the excess onion and ginger in the soup.
As for the roast goose soup, it is also served in a bowl. It will be the key condiment for roast goose and roast goose fried rice.
Feng Ruoruo came over at this time, and gently pulled her father's back with her little hand: "Dad, can we eat now?"
Hearing his daughter's question, Feng Yifan turned to look at his daughter, and Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei also looked expectantly, and even Lin Ruifeng was very expectant.
Feng Yifan said to everyone seriously: "You can't eat it now because it's too hot."