Time: 12:15 noon.
Location: Temporary market converted from Huaicheng Ancient Street.
At twelve o'clock, there were not many customers in the market, but just fifteen minutes later, it was suddenly flooded with customers.
These people's target was all one stall, which was the Su Ji stall located in a long cart on the side of the market away from the intersection.
Almost in the blink of an eye, a long line formed in front of the cart window.
Everyone is looking forward to eating a bowl of Su Ji's noodles, or a plate of Chef Feng's newly created roast pork fried rice.
The diners lined up in front of the window, looking at the fried rice being tossed in Chef Feng's hands on the iron plate inside, the chopped goose and duck meat and sliced barbecued pork next to it, and the noodles and wontons being cooked in the steaming pot on the other side, as well as the shredded eel being fried on the iron plate.
Although Su Ji only has this long cart, the varieties it offers are very tempting and fragrant.
The customer in line at the window swallowed his saliva and said, "Chef Feng, I was thinking that since Su Ji had come to set up a stall, I should be able to place an order on the food delivery platform. But I couldn't find you after searching for a long time. Chef Feng, why don't you use the food delivery platform?"
If you don’t use a food delivery platform, then naturally you don’t want to be charged a commission by the platform.
However, when faced with diners' questions, Feng Yifan couldn't answer them directly.
While busy with his work, he smiled and said, "I always feel that even setting up a stall should have a sense of ritual in life.
Don’t you think that coming to my place in person and watching me cook a fried rice or a bowl of eel noodles for you is the real taste of Su Ji? If you just order takeout and have the delivery guy deliver it to your home, isn’t it missing this sense of ritual? "
After hearing what Feng Yifan said, the people in the queue fell into deep thought.
Then, someone in the queue said, "Really? I came here just to see Chef Feng in person."
After the first diner said this, the other diners naturally followed suit.
"Yes, yes. I've been to Su Ji many times before, but I've never seen Chef Feng cook in person. Now I'm here and I can watch Chef Feng cook in person. It's really a treat. I feel like eating like this is really a ritual, and life is full of fun."
"Yes, eating this way is more fun."
"Hahaha, after all, eating at a food stall and ordering takeout does lack some of the flavor."
"How can you experience the taste of Su Ji without queuing?"
"That's right, Su Ji has to queue up."
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Hearing what the diners said, Feng Yifan smiled and quickly cooked rice for the guy in front of the window.
Cover with a few slices of barbecued pork and a serving of barbecued pork fried rice is ready.
When handing it to the boy, Feng Yifan said, "Okay, please enjoy it slowly. I wish you a happy meal."
The guy was holding the fried rice and listening to Feng Yifan's blessing. He was really excited: "Great! I actually bought the fried rice that Chef Feng personally gave me, and I got Chef Feng's blessing. I really need to record it well. Unfortunately, no one took a photo for me."
Everyone in the queue behind him started laughing, thinking that this guy was really excited.
Then? The woman behind the young man said: "Have you finished your shopping? If you have, please move aside. There are so many people waiting behind you, don't block their way."
The young man came to his senses instantly and quickly moved away, somewhat embarrassed.
The woman who came forward? She smiled and looked at Feng Yifan carefully.
Feng Yifan asked with a smile: "Beauty, what do you want to eat? Roast pork fried rice, or noodles?"
The woman nodded and said, "Well, Chef Feng is as handsome as he is on TV. And Chef Feng's kitchen? Is it really clean? Even the street stalls are so clean and tidy."
Facing the woman's compliments, Feng Yifan kept smiling and said, "Thank you, what would you like to buy?"
When asked again by Feng Yifan, the woman still did not order any food. Instead, she continued to stare at Feng Yifan with an obsessed look on her face.
Finally, the man behind the woman couldn't stand it anymore.
"Hey, hey, hey, are you going to buy it or not? Can you please stop standing there?"
"That's right. If you don't want to eat, we still have to eat. Can you stop blocking us?"
"What kind of person is this? He just talked about him, but he didn't order any food himself and just stared at Chef Feng. He has a wife and children."
"His wife is prettier than you, and she has such a lovely daughter. Stop being a fangirl and order food quickly."
Under the urging of the people behind her, the woman could only order quickly: "Then I want a roast goose fried rice. Can I have an extra goose leg?"
Feng Yifan smiled and nodded: "Sure, a goose leg is 30 yuan."
The woman and some people queuing behind her were a little surprised to hear that a goose leg cost 30 yuan.
"Wow, it's so expensive?"
"It's a bit expensive indeed. A goose leg costs 30."
"Thirty seems to be enough to buy a lot of goose legs."
"It's indeed a bit expensive. Su Ji shouldn't be so expensive, right?"
Feng Yifan heard everyone's surprise and explained with a smile: "The goose legs in our restaurant are removed from the whole roast goose, not the kind of goose legs that are sold in batches, so the quantity is actually limited. If you think it's expensive, you don't have to order it. There is also roast goose in the roast goose fried rice."
After hearing this explanation, the diners in the queue immediately understood.
Whether it is goose legs or duck legs, the quantity is actually limited, and they are not the kind that are bought and roasted separately.
All of them are legs removed from whole geese and ducks.
The legs removed from the whole roasted goose or duck are obviously of better quality and taste better because the goose and duck are relatively fresh.
So 30 yuan per leg is really not expensive in terms of price.
The woman thought for a moment and immediately said, "Okay, then I want a goose leg."
In order to prove that it was taken from a whole roast goose, Feng Yifan asked the woman to choose one, and then took off the goose leg she chose in front of her.
The woman was standing at the window and witnessed Feng Yifan dismantling the goose legs. She couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.
"Oh my god, this meal is such a luxury, and I can even see Chef Feng's knife skills demonstration in person. It's worth it, it's really worth it."
Feng Yifan moved very quickly. After removing the goose legs, he also quickly made the fried rice and handed it to the woman.
"Please enjoy your meal slowly."
Still giving the same blessing, the woman left with the plate in her hand, feeling satisfied.
Seeing that there were many people queuing, Su Ruoxi decisively took out the number plates that Su Ji had used before, asked everyone to place their orders, record them and give them to Feng Yifan, and then asked everyone to take their orders according to the numbers called.
Originally, Su Ruoxi wanted to deliver the food to everyone, but the diners unanimously said that it was not necessary and they would rather pick it up themselves when their numbers were called.
Obviously, everyone hopes to hear a blessing from Chef Feng when they receive their meal.
In this way, it seems that diners can order food at the cart window, get a number plate, and then go to get their food when their number is called.
Apart from collecting money, the proprietress Su Ruoxi is really a very leisurely person.
Not only was the boss lady idle, but little Feng Ruoruo, who usually passed the menu to her father, also found herself with nothing to do.
"Mom, Grandpa, Grandma, Grandpa, look, Ruoruo has nothing to do."
Hearing his granddaughter's complaints, Feng Jiandong smiled and said, "There's nothing we can do. Ruoruo, look, your mom and grandma have both been laid off, and now only your dad is busy."
Feng Ruoruo pouted unhappily: "This is not good. Ruoruo, Xixi and Feifei have nothing to do. We can only stay here and watch Daddy."
Lu Cuiling reached out and pulled her granddaughter to her side and said, "Isn't this good? Ruoruo can play with Xixi and Feifei. You can play games happily instead of passing the menu to Dad all the time."
Feng Ruoruo leaned closer to her grandmother and said, "But grandma, it won't be fun if we can't pass on the menu."
Yang Xiaoxi said beside him: "Yes, yes, it's not fun anymore."
Chen Yaofei didn't say it wasn't fun, but the little girl pointed to her apron and said, "This way, our aprons and sleeves are not used at all."
The three little girls started to protest, which made their parents laugh and cry.
Other children are happy when they don't work and play, but now the three little girls find it boring not to be able to work.
When the three little girls felt bored, Yang Zhiyi suddenly came up with an idea: "Actually, you three can go and help collect the bowls and plates, and then send them all to your father Feng. Doesn't that give you something to do?"
But this idea was immediately rejected by Grandma Xixi.
"You always come up with bad ideas. Those bowls and plates are so greasy after being used, and there is still soup in them. How can a child clean them up? If anyone wants to clean them up, you should do it. Really."
The three little girls seemed to have discovered a new world and immediately clamored to clean up the dishes.
When they saw the little girls were about to go, their grandparents quickly pulled them back.
Lu Cuiling said to her granddaughter seriously, "You can't go. The plates and bowls are not clean after being used, so you can't go to collect them. You see, mom and Aunt Zhao both wear gloves when they collect them, but your little hands can't wear gloves, so you can't go to collect them."
Feifei's grandmother also said: "Yes, you are still too young and don't know how to clean up. If you spill the soup, it will get on you and dirty your clothes."
Grandma Xixi continued, "Don't listen to what Xixi's father says. He is the one who gives bad advice."
Yang Zhiyi was scolded so much that he dared not speak at all.
But the three little girls really had nothing to do, and they felt uncomfortable being awkward around their respective grandmothers.
Finally, Su Ruoxi came up with a good suggestion: "How about this, let's go home and learn to paint from Grandma Feifei? We'll go home and paint for a while, and you three should take a nap. We can come back to see Dad after we wake up in the afternoon."
The parents all thought this suggestion was good, but the three little girls naturally didn't like it.
Feng Ruoruo said directly to her mother: "No, we don't want to go home, we want to stay here and watch Dad."
Yang Xiaoxi also said in her grandmother's arms: "Yes, we can't go home. We have to stay with Father Feng."
Chen Yaofei said seriously in her grandmother's arms: "Today is Father Feng's first day to set up a stall. We can't leave. We have to stay here to cheer Father Feng on."
The three little girls were reluctant to leave, and Chen Yaofei even said something very reasonable.
This situation really makes parents feel confused and at a loss.
At this time, Feng Yifan had already finished taking the orders for the first batch of people in line. After taking the last number and delivering the last order, he could finally take a break from his busy schedule.
Feng Yifan asked his apprentice to familiarize himself with the iron plate, and he came out from the circle of carts. He first cleaned up the dishes with Zhao Daxia, and then came to the three little girls.
Seeing her father coming, Feng Ruoruo immediately ran out of her grandmother's arms and rushed directly to her father.
Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei naturally followed quickly.
Feng Yifan hugged his daughter, squatted down and asked with a smile: "What's wrong? Are you three unhappy?"
This time Chen Yaofei spoke first: "Father Feng, the three of us have nothing to do. In the past, we could pass you the menu in the restaurant, but now we don't have to pass you the menu. We have nothing to do here. The three of us don't feel fun anymore."
Feng Ruoruo continued, "Dad, please let us continue to pass you the menu."
After hearing what his daughter said, Feng Yifan smiled and reached out to embrace the three girls in his arms.
"Look, there aren't that many dishes here at Father Feng's place anymore, so there's no need to pass around menus. Everyone can order at that little window, and then pick up their meals according to the number. This is very convenient, so there's no need to pass around menus anymore."
Yang Xiaoxi asked: "Father Feng, what can the three of us do?"
Feng Yifan smiled and replied: "You have done a lot?"
The three little girls were a little confused and didn't understand what they had done.
Feng Yifan then told the children: "Think about it, when so many guests came at the beginning, were you three the ones who kept everyone in order and urged them to line up? This is already a big thing you did for Dad Feng, so you three have done a great job today."
It was indeed as Feng Yifan said, a lot of people suddenly flocked into the small market at the beginning.
It really made Su Ji's stall chaotic.
Later, Su Ruoxi, Lu Cuiling and three little girls, as well as the parents of the Yang and Chen families present, helped to restore order. Especially with the encouragement of the three little girls, the diners lined up obediently.
Feng Yifan then took out a small bag from his pocket, inside the bag was a five-pointed star that Feng Yifan had specially cut.
Feng Yifan tore off the adhesive surface of the five-pointed star and pasted one on each of the three girls' aprons.
"As a reward to my three good daughters, Father Feng will give each of you a five-pointed star. This way, the three of you will be considered one-star chefs under Father Feng."
The three little girls were praised by Mr. Feng and were given a five-pointed star by Mr. Feng, which made them very happy.
Then the three little girls quickly walked to their parents with their chests puffed out and showed the five-pointed star to everyone.
After looking at her daughter's five-pointed star, Su Ruoxi walked over to her husband and asked softly, "When did you prepare the five-pointed stars for the three of them?"
Feng Yifan smiled and responded: "I prepared it quietly before I brought them to set up the stall."