After seeing his parents off, Feng Yifan drove back quickly and passed a flower market on the way home. He could not help but stop the car when he saw the dazzling array of flowers in the market from afar.
Stepping into the flower market, Feng Yifan carefully selected and bought a bouquet of roses for his wife.
Then, he saw the various succulent plants being sold in the market, and thought that succulents would be suitable for his daughter to grow at home, so he bought several pots of succulents to take with him.
After shopping, Feng Yifan drove back to the ancient street.
I was walking on the street with flowers and succulents in my arms, and I happened to meet a lot of people preparing to set up stalls on the ancient street.
Seeing what was in Feng Yifan's arms, many people looked at it curiously.
"What's going on today, Chef Feng? Did you buy flowers specifically for your wife?"
"Yes, this is the first time I've seen it."
"It's not the first time, Ruoruo bought it from Xiaohua's house last time."
"That was bought by Ruoruo, so it doesn't count."
"Hahaha, that's right, the money my daughter helped buy doesn't count."
"It seems that today, Chef Feng has finally come to his senses. He knows that it is not enough to just feed his wife and daughter well, but he also needs to add some fun to life."
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Facing the neighbors' words, Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Didn't Xiaohua move away? I happened to pass by a flower market today, so I bought some from there."
Immediately, the owner of the flower shop nearby said, "Chef Feng, what you did is wrong. Although Xiaohua moved away from the ancient street, she didn't move very far. You didn't buy flowers from our 'Flower Fairy' but went to buy flowers from someone else's store."
Feng Yifan asked curiously: "Oh? Where did Xiaohua move to?"
At this time, one boss directly said: "They didn't move far, they moved to the south of the kindergarten."
Feng Yifan nodded: "Oh, I see. I was just saying that I didn't see her."
Another boss went on to say, "It's actually a good idea to move there, south of the kindergarten, closer to the family quarters. Flowers should sell better there."
Feng Yifan said helplessly: "I really don't know where I moved to, so I had no choice but to buy it from the flower market."
The bosses laughed and said, "Okay, okay, you should go back quickly."
Feng Yifan said goodbye to the bosses and walked towards Su Ji with flowers and succulents.
Passing by the rice wine shop, Wang Cuifeng happened to come out of the shop and seemed to be preparing to go out, and then she saw Feng Yifan holding flowers and succulent potted plants.
"Wow, the sun really rose from the west today. Our Chef Feng actually bought flowers for his wife?"
Feng Yifan heard what Wang Cuifeng said and asked with a smile: "Sister Wang, why do I hear a hint of sourness in your voice? Is it because my brother-in-law has never bought anything for you?"
Wang Cuifeng's face suddenly changed, and she hesitated for a while and said, "We are an old married couple, why do we buy flowers? You can't eat or drink these things, do you think money comes from the wind? Earning money is so hard, you can't spend it carelessly."
After hearing what Wang Cuifeng said, Feng Yifan was basically certain that Fan Chaodong had never bought flowers for Wang Cuifeng.
Feng Yifan did not deliberately provoke Wang Cuifeng again, but just nodded and said: "Yes, Sister Wang is right, I should buy less in the future. So Sister Wang, are you busy? I will go back first?"
Wang Cuifeng waved her hand: "Okay, go ahead, go and see my sister Ruoxi."
Watching Feng Yifan quickly run into Su Ji, Wang Cuifeng curled her lips and muttered, "Humph, Fan Chaodong has no romance at all in all these years. He's even worse than Feng Yifan. He doesn't even know how to buy flowers for his wife."
Feng Yifan returned to Su Ji with flowers and potted plants. He was in a hurry when he entered the door. As a result, he didn't pay attention to his step and tripped on the threshold of a door outside Su Ji, and rushed into the restaurant.
Seeing that he was about to fall to the ground and the flowers and potted plants in his hands were about to break, Feng Yifan bent down and rolled.
He used his body to protect the flowers and potted plants, but his old waist hit the table leg.
Bang.
A noise startled everyone in the restaurant.
Su Ruoxi, who was originally calculating the bill at the cashier counter, stood up and stretched her head to look.
As a result, I saw the husband fall to the ground, curled up as if he was protecting something, and his waist had hit the leg of the restaurant table.
Su Ruoxi quickly put down what she was holding, ran out from the cashier counter, and ran to her husband with an anxious look on her face.
"What happened to you? Are you okay? Are you hurt? Did you hit your waist?"
Feng Yifan raised his head and saw his wife's concerned eyes. He endured the pain in his waist and said with a grin, "It's okay, it's just a bump. It's okay."
Then he quickly got up from the ground and gave the rose in his hand to his wife first.
"Wife, I bought you flowers."
Su Ruoxi was a little surprised. She looked at the flowers in front of her in disbelief, and then looked at her husband. She suddenly understood that her husband had curled up on the ground before because he was trying to protect the flowers.
After taking the flowers given by her husband, Su Ruoxi hugged her husband.
"Hubby, are you stupid? It's okay for the flowers to fall on the ground, why do you have to use your body to protect the flowers?"
Feng Yifan smiled and responded: "If they fall to the ground, I can't show my true love for my wife, so I would rather fall to the ground myself, but I must protect the flowers for my wife."
Su Ruoxi scolded: "You are such a fool."
Feng Yifan continued, "I, a fool, will rely on you for the rest of my life. It's too late for you to dislike me now."
After saying this, Feng Yifan deliberately raised his eyebrows and made a smug look to his wife.
Seeing her husband's proud look, Su Ruoxi wanted to laugh and cry at the same time. In the end, she could only hug her husband and bury her head in his arms.
Click.
The couple hugging was seen by Meng Shitong and others who came out of the kitchen. Ah Fei raised his camera and captured the scene.
Su Ruoxi heard the sound of the camera taking pictures and immediately looked up.
Then she said with a straight face: "Why are you taking random photos again?"
Feng Yifan hugged his wife and said, "It's okay, just let them take the photo. We are an old couple, what are we afraid of?"
Ah Fei also said: "Yes, sister-in-law, you and Chef Feng are really a perfect match. I think when you two stand together, it really feels like what the ancients said, that you should be husband and wife. It's really very suitable."
He Yaqian walked over and said, "You just want to say that Chef Feng and our Sister Ruoxi are a perfect match."
Ah Fei immediately said, "Yes, yes, that's it. They are a perfect couple. They are really a perfect couple."
Feng Yifan and his wife looked at each other, and then he smiled and said, "In fact, you two are a perfect match. We are already an old couple, and our children are already that big. However, no matter how long you have been married, you still have to pay attention to the mood of life and have a sense of ritual in life, so you still have to buy the flowers you should buy."
He Yaqian agreed: "Chef Feng is right."
Then she patted Ah Fei beside her and said, "Look at him, why don't you learn from him?"
Meng Shitong, who was walking over, heard what He Yaqian said and said with a smile: "Hahaha, Yaqian, aren't you being too direct? Are you just going to say it like that?"
He Yaqian was not shy either. She glanced at Ah Fei and said, "He is a bit dull. If you don't speak directly, he won't understand."
"Hahaha… "
When He Yaqian said this, everyone in the restaurant couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Feng Yifan smiled and put down the succulent potted plant in his arms.
Seeing her husband buy a lot of succulent potted plants of different sizes, Su Ruoxi was a little surprised: "Why did you buy these?"
Feng Yifan smiled and replied to his wife: "Of course I bought these for Ruoruo. When we move to the new house, we will decorate the house with these. Ruoruo will definitely like them."
Su Ruoxi couldn't help laughing and said, "You bought roses for me, but you bought these for your daughter?"
Feng Yifan also laughed: "What's wrong with buying these? These things are easy to grow. I just want Ruoruo to experience the joy of growing flowers."
He Yaqian immediately said, "I like succulents, too. I have a lot of them in our studio."
Meng Shitong also said: "Yes, this one is easier to grow. You can just leave it there. You don't have to worry about watering and fertilizing it every day."
Ah Fei couldn't help but mutter, "And then he died while being left alone."
He Yaqian turned around and slapped Ah Fei: "Don't talk nonsense, aren't all the people in our studio fine?"
Seeing He Yaqian and A Fei playing around, everyone couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Feng Yifan then said, "Okay, it's getting late. I'll go to the kitchen. We're going to set up the stall. We also need to roast the goose, duck, and meat at the stall in advance."
Su Ruoxi nodded and said, "Well, I'll pack up too, and we'll go together."
Feng Yifan thought for a moment and said, "It's okay. Ruifeng and I will go there first. You clean up the shop. When I'm done there, I'll come back to pick you and dad up."
Su Ruoxi said directly: "Who wants you to pick me up? I can push Dad over there, we can go together."
Seeing his wife insist, Feng Yifan had no choice but to agree: "Okay, then we'll go together."
Feng Yifan then ran into the kitchen and checked what the young apprentice had prepared. Lin Ruifeng's preparations were all considered satisfactory, and the skin of the goose and duck had been blown dry.
Then Feng Yifan took out the pork belly that had been marinated overnight from the refrigerator.
They piled all the things onto the cart and went to the restaurant in front to help close and lock the main door of the restaurant. Then they left through the door behind the kitchen.
Feng Yifan and Lin Ruifeng were pushing the cart in front, followed by Su Ruoxi who was pushing the wheelchair.
Behind Su Ruoxi were Meng Shitong and her group.
Meng Shitong and her team's mission today is to follow Feng Yifan throughout his stall, so they will not miss any process and are taking some snapshots all the time.
Following Su Ji and his group, we went through the back alley and turned into the ancient street, and then went out through the door that was left after the ancient street was closed.
Then, the group carefully crossed the road and came to the small market opposite the kindergarten.
When I entered the small market, I saw from afar that Zhao Daxia had already arrived at the stall with the hanging stove.
Zhao Daxia came as early as possible and did not go to Su Ji. Instead, she cleaned the stall, including cleaning the inside and outside of the hanging stove.
Su Ruoxi came to the stall and saw Zhao Daxia there. Seeing that the dust on the hanging stove had been wiped clean, she hurried forward and said, "Sister Zhao, thank you so much. Besides, since you came here this morning, why didn't you go to the restaurant? Have you not had breakfast yet?"
Zhao Daxia smiled and said, "I came here after eating. I thought I couldn't help much in a restaurant, so I just came here to clean up. I know the chef has very high requirements for hygiene."
Feng Yifan also stepped forward and shook Zhao Daxia's hand: "Thank you, big sister."
Zhao Daxia continued to smile and said, "Why thank me? You paid me, and this is what I should do."
Then Feng Yifan and his apprentice placed the cart in front of the stall, just filling the gap. They opened the door at the lower half of the cart and enclosed the stall, making it an independent small stall.
Seeing this scene, Meng Shitong and others couldn't help but be a little surprised.
He Yaqian exclaimed: "Wow, it looks so good this way, it really looks like a street stall."
Meng Shitong also nodded: "It does look very similar. If we install a horizontal board on the side of the car so that people can sit in front of the car to eat, it will be more like a street stall."
Feng Yifan smiled and said, "I originally thought about that, but then I thought there might be too many people and that kind of seating wouldn't be enough, so I simply gave up."
Next, Feng Yifan checked the hanging stove while his apprentice lit the firewood.
Wait until the small firewood stove starts burning, then hoist the small stove into the hanging furnace.
The next step is to close all the windows of the hanging furnace to allow the temperature in the hanging furnace to rise.
A Fei and A Bin followed the filming seriously, capturing almost every detail, including the entire exterior of the hanging furnace, and even took a picture of the inside of the furnace when it was not closed.
While the furnace was heating up, Feng Yifan took out and sorted out other things.
The geese and ducks are all hung up, and the marinated pork belly is also supported by steel skewers and placed on the hanger, waiting to be put into the oven for roasting.
Finally, the temperature of the furnace was high enough, and Feng Yifan first put the goose and duck into the furnace to roast them.
"Put the goose and duck in first, because they require higher temperatures and take longer to roast. After the goose and duck are roasted, lower the oven temperature slightly and put the pork belly in to roast. These are the three most important things in our stall in the morning."
While Feng Yifan was explaining and his apprentice was putting in the geese and ducks according to his instructions, he himself was arranging the other items in an orderly manner.
Seeing Feng Yifan put things in order, He Yaqian couldn't help but say, "It seems that Chef Feng really has obsessive-compulsive disorder. He has to put everything in order."
Hearing what He Yaqian said, Su Jinrong suddenly said, "Chef, you need to tidy up the countertop so that you can cook better. Being organized can make you more efficient."
Su Jinrong's words made Meng Shitong and others nod in agreement, thinking that the old man was right.
Around 11:30 am, the master and apprentice of Su Ji's stall were completely prepared. The goose, duck and pork belly were roasted and hung outside, the soup pot was already on the stove, and the iron plate had been preheated. Everything was just waiting for the first batch of diners to arrive.
In just a few minutes, gourmets from all walks of life stepped into the small market.