Feng Ruoruo, who was originally planning to sneak into the kitchen with her good friend, looked at the person who suddenly stopped them with some surprise.
I seem to have seen the auntie who was talking yesterday. She came to the restaurant to eat yesterday. Why is she here again today? And she even wants to go into the kitchen.
The kitchen is such an important place, how can we let others enter casually
No one else is allowed to enter except grandpa, dad, mom and Ruoruo.
Of course, Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei are exceptions. The two of them are going in with Ruoruo to watch their father cook, so they can go in, but these uncles and aunts definitely cannot go in.
Thinking of this, Feng Ruoruo said seriously: "You can't go in."
He Yaqian couldn't help but ask, "Why can't we go in? Can't you all go in?"
Feng Ruoruo looked at the other party, then protected her two good friends and said, "Xixi and Feifei, I was the one who let them in. They are both children, so they can go in if Ruoruo allows them to.
You are all adults, so you need the consent of your grandpa, parents, and mother before you can go in."
Meng Shitong and the others looked at each other in bewilderment, and for a moment they were unable to refute what the little girl said.
The adults didn't expect that the little girl would give such a perfect logic that they couldn't refute at all.
According to the logic of Feng Ruoruo, the child must be allowed to enter by Feng Ruoruo. Then adults must naturally ask for permission before entering, and cannot do the same as children.
After a moment of silence, the photographer Ah Fei couldn't help but laugh and said, "Is that the end? After all this time, the four of us adults haven't said a word about a child."
He Yaqian looked indignant, but she really couldn't find any words to refute Feng Ruoruo's words.
Finally, Meng Shitong smiled helplessly and said, "Well, let's not go in yet. Can we ask the beautiful Feng Ruoruo to go in and ask your father if we can go in and film him cooking?"
Feng Ruoruo asked in surprise: "Are you going to film my dad cooking?"
He Yaqian quickly said, "Yes, we are going to film your father cooking, and then make a video and post it online to promote your restaurant. This way, you will have many guests coming to eat at your restaurant."
When Feng Ruoruo heard this, her eyes lit up and she couldn't help thinking: If there are so many customers coming to eat, we will definitely make a lot of money.
But thinking of this, Feng Ruoruo looked at Meng Shitong and the other four people with some caution, and asked cautiously: "Are you going to ask my grandpa and parents for money?"
When asked this question, Meng Shitong and others looked at each other, as if they did not expect the little girl to ask this.
He Yaqian was stunned for a moment and couldn't help muttering: "I didn't expect that the little girl is such a money-grubber and is worried about us collecting money."
Feng Ruoruo heard He Yaqian's muttering and said seriously, "It's not okay to ask for money. Grandpa is sick and it will cost a lot of money to treat him. So can you please not ask for money?"
When she said this, the little girl's big watery eyes revealed a pitiful, pleading look.
The two little girls, Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei, who were standing behind Feng Ruoruo, also stood up to help speak.
Yang Xiaoxi was the bravest one and spoke first: "Don't ask Ruoruo's father for money. Grandpa Ruoruo is so seriously ill."
Chen Yaofei echoed in a low voice: "Yes, don't ask for money."
When Meng Shitong looked at the three little girls, she suddenly felt as if the most vulnerable part of her heart had been hit hard, and she really had the urge to cry.
After adjusting her mood, Meng Shitong said seriously: "We don't want money, we help with publicity for free."
Feng Ruoruo was still worried and asked, "Really?"
Meng Shitong nodded and replied: "Really."
Finally, Feng Ruoruo's little face bloomed with a smile again: "Well, okay, you wait here for a while, we will go in and ask my dad for you. If dad agrees, you can go in."
Meng Shitong nodded again: "Okay, we'll wait."
Then, Feng Ruoruo pulled two good friends together and quickly entered the kitchen of Su Ji Restaurant.
It was the first time for Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei to enter the restaurant kitchen. As soon as they entered, they saw a very long metal table filled with all kinds of things.
Then, Feng Ruoruo's father, wearing a white shirt and a dark apron, was busy standing in front of the stove.
Without waiting for the two good friends to come to their senses, Feng Ruoruo directly pulled them around the long table, came to her father's side, and shouted to the busy father.
"dad."
In fact, Feng Yifan already knew that his daughter and her friends had entered the house when she brought them in.
But when he heard his daughter calling him, he pretended to have just noticed and said in surprise, "Oh, you three are here?"
Feng Ruoruo saw that her father was very surprised and also found it very interesting. She said with a smile: "Yes, Dad, the three of us came together to bring you the menu. You see, there are three menus here. Xixi, Feifei and I will each bring you one."
As they spoke, the three little girls raised the menus in their hands together.
Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Hahaha, thank you so much to Ruoruo, Xixi and Feifei."
Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei said in unison, "You're welcome, uncle."
Then, under Feng Ruoruo's instruction, the three girls put the menus in order where their father could see them. Feng Ruoruo even reached out and took a piece of ginger to hold down the menus to prevent them from being blown away by the wind.
Feng Yifan felt warm at heart when he saw his daughter's attentive look, and he thanked his daughter and her friends with a smile.
"Thank you."
Feng Ruoruo continued, "Dad, there are four uncles and aunts outside. They said they want to come in and film you cooking, and then make it into the kind that will be posted online to promote grandpa's restaurant."
Chen Yaofei quietly added, "It's a video on the Internet. There are a lot of them online now. My grandparents sometimes watch them too."
When Yang Xiaoxi heard what Chen Yaofei said, she immediately shouted, "My dad likes to watch that video all day long. My mom also likes to watch it very much. Sometimes she even chats with the people in the video."
Chen Yaofei whispered again: "The ability to chat is called live streaming, which means broadcasting what you are doing to others."
After listening to Chen Yaofei's explanations again and again, Feng Yifan discovered that the three girls really did have their own characteristics.
Although children nowadays know a lot, it is obvious that the well-behaved Chen Yaofei knows more.
Yang Xiaoxi is cheerful yet quiet.
My daughter Feng Ruoruo is more multifaceted, cheerful and sensible, but sometimes she also shows a little bit of willfulness.
Of course, in the eyes of father Feng Yifan, his daughter is naturally the cutest.
After listening to the three girls, Feng Yifan asked, "Then, Ruoruo, Xixi and Feifei, do you want others to film your uncle's cooking process and post it online?"
The three little girls looked at each other, as if they had not expected Feng Yifan to ask them this.
After thinking it over for a while, Feng Ruoruo was the first to speak: "Ruoruo thinks it's okay. This way more people will know about Grandpa's restaurant, and many customers will come to eat. If the business is good, we can make a lot of money."
Yang Xiaoxi continued, "Well, my parents always say that you have to work hard to make money. Uncle, you asked them to promote you, which is also hard work, right?"
Finally, Chen Yaofei said softly, "Uncle, you can take pictures for them. If more people know about it, business will be good."
Seeing that the three little girls all agreed to filming, Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Well, let's listen to the three little cuties and let them come in and film some of the cooking process for me."
Then, Feng Ruoruo immediately said, "Dad, I'll go call them in."
Feng Yifan smiled and nodded to his daughter: "Okay, thank you Ruoruo."
Feng Ruoruo walked out while responding to her father: "It's not a problem. Dad will make the most delicious food for Ruoruo, Xixi and Feifei later."
Hearing his daughter's words, Feng Yifan nodded and agreed: "Okay, Dad promises to cook the best dishes."