Hardcore Chef Dad

Chapter 560: Shopping at the market (second update)

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Because it is next to a vegetable base, the price of vegetables in the market is very cheap. Moreover, there are a wide variety of vegetables, and most of the common vegetables can be bought here.

Relatively speaking, the prices of some meats at the market are relatively high.

This is understandable. After all, the village does not produce meat, and most of it needs to be transported from outside.

Feng Yifan and his wife bought various vegetables and then various meats including beef, pork and chicken.

Seeing that her husband's hands were almost full of bags, Su Ruoxi asked worriedly, "You bought so many, how are we going to carry them back? Are you really going to carry them back like this?"

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Don't worry, of course we don't need to carry it back. I'll borrow a cart from someone on the street and we can push it back."

Su Ruoxi was a little surprised: "Borrow a cart? Will people on the street lend it to us?"

Feng Yifan said confidently: "Of course I will lend it to you. We are from the same village. I just want to borrow a cart."

Almost as soon as Feng Yifan finished speaking, the owner of the stall next to him spoke up: "Yifan, you bought so many things? Do you need a cart? It just so happens that my cart is not in use right now, so you can use it first. After you bring the things back, remember to bring it to me around noon."

Su Ruoxi was really surprised. She didn't expect that someone would actually lend her a stroller.

Feng Yifan thanked the other party: "Thank you, uncle."

At the same time, Feng Yifan pushed out the cart and piled all the purchased items on the cart.

Seeing her husband borrow the cart so easily, Su Ruoxi couldn't help but feel that the people in the country were really simple.

When Su Ruoxi looked at the other person and smiled at him.

The stall owner who borrowed the cart said, "Yifan, this is your wife, right? She is so beautiful. You are so lucky. What else do you want to buy? Go quickly."

When Feng Yifan heard the other party praising his wife, he was naturally very proud.

"Okay, thank you uncle, I'll bring it back to you later."

Su Ruoxi also quickly said: "Thank you, uncle."

The boss waved his hand: "You're welcome, go ahead."

Feng Yifan pushed the cart and led his wife to the seafood market.

Because the village is next to a river, the other thing that is more common in the market is seafood. With the natural nourishment of the river water, the various seafood in the market are also very fresh. They may even be fresher than what Feng Yifan bought at the seafood store in the farmers' market.

Look at the various fresh fish, as well as the river shrimps and snails that have just been caught.

Feng Yifan was really overwhelmed and had an urge to buy them all back.

The owners of all the seafood shops in the seafood market greeted Feng Yifan warmly when they saw him: "Yifan, do you want to buy some fish and shrimp? I just caught them this morning, so they are guaranteed to be the freshest."

As soon as the boss of this store finished speaking, the boss of another store immediately started to greet Feng Yifan.

"Yifan, come to my house. My house is also the freshest."

"Yifan, my shrimps are fresh too, and they are big."

“My fish is good.”

“My snails are really good.”

Amid the calls of a group of people, Feng Yifan remained very calm. He made his choices based on what he saw and almost never bought from the same store.

Buy some fish from this store, some shrimps from that store, and then go to another store to buy snails.

The group of bosses had no complaints at all, because in front of Feng Yifan, there was no way to hide the quality of their products.

Feng Yifan can tell the good from the bad at a glance, and all he selects are the freshest.

What Feng Yifan didn’t expect was that even though it was already summer, he could still buy some river clams.

Although it is a little old, it is still edible.

After finishing their shopping, Feng Yifan pushed the cart and left the market with his wife.

On the way back, Feng Yifan was a little helpless. There were indeed too many things on the cart, and the most terrifying thing was that there was still an uphill section on the way back.

When Su Ruoxi walked up the slope, she smiled and said, "Look, I told you that you bought too much, didn't I?"

Feng Yifan was somewhat helpless: "Alas, I've already bought it, so I can only grit my teeth and push it back."

Su Ruoxi looked at the things in the car and said, "Actually, I think we don't need to buy so many vegetables. My parents don't lack vegetables at home."

Feng Yifan was also a little helpless: "You can see that I didn't buy these vegetables. Most of them were sent by others. It's terrible. If we really couldn't take them all, they might have sent us a truckload of them."

Su Ruoxi was also a little puzzled: "Since everyone in the village grows vegetables, why do they still have to buy and sell them at the market? Every family should have enough vegetables, right?"

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Don't you see that most of the people who come to the market to buy things are not from our village, and some are not even from our township?"

When Su Ruoxi heard her husband say this, she thought about it and immediately understood: "Oh, I see, it's the people from some nearby villages and towns who came here to buy?"

Feng Yifan nodded: "Yes, people from other towns and villages come here to buy. I asked people at the market, and some even come all the way from the city just to buy the vegetables from Yanghu Township. They can save on shipping costs and don't have to worry about being charged more by middlemen."

Su Ruoxi thought this was a good idea. After thinking for a while, she said, "It's a pity that Huaicheng is a bit far from here."

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if it's far away. When we have finished decorating, we can ask Qingsong to deliver it to us, right?"

Su Ruoxi asked in surprise: "Are you planning to ask your parents to deliver food to you in the future?"

Feng Yifan nodded: "Yes, since our Su Ji wants to be a boutique private chef, the ingredients we choose need to be high-end, so we can just ask my parents to deliver the food to us."

Su Ruoxi asked curiously: "But you have also seen my parents' vegetable farm. Some vegetables may not be available here. What will you do then?"

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "My parents don't have any, but isn't there Uncle Zhang's vegetable stall?"

Su Ruoxi nodded: "Well, in this way, we can meet all the needs. Then should other ingredients also be improved? In this way, our costs will increase a lot, and then our restaurant will no longer be so affordable."

Feng Yifan thought for a moment and said seriously, "It seems to be the case, but we have selected the ingredients well, and I believe the diners will understand."

Su Ruoxi shook her head and said, "I understand, but if we pursue high-end ingredients too much and the high cost leads to too high prices for the dishes, it will no longer be in line with the characteristics of Su Ji. Grandpa never thought of turning Su Ji into a restaurant like that."

After listening to his wife's words, Feng Yifan fell into deep thought. What his wife said did make sense.

The original Su Ji was just an ordinary small restaurant, run as a family livelihood on the ancient street.

It was not until Su Ruoxi's grandfather, Old Man Su Quansheng, that Su Ji's small restaurant became famous because of the old man's own reputation.

However, it is just like many traditional old stores in China.

The reason why it is famous is not because of the top-quality ingredients used in the restaurant, but because of the ability of the chefs in the restaurant.

These are also some of the essential differences between Chinese cuisine and Western cuisine.

Chinese cuisine pays more attention to the personal skills of the chef. It has extremely high requirements on the chef's techniques, cooking methods, and some seasoning abilities.

It can be said that every Chinese chef is an artist who can truly turn decay into magic.

Even with seemingly very ordinary ingredients, top Chinese chefs can cook a variety of delicious dishes.

Thinking of this, Feng Yifan looked at his wife and said, "Well, my wife is right. We really need to maintain Su Ji's people-friendly characteristics. We can't just pursue the quality of the ingredients, but we need to show the skills of the chef and make the dishes good enough."

Su Ruoxi smiled and said, "Then we can use the vegetables from my parents. As for other ingredients, we don't have to pursue top-quality ones, but we still have to choose the best ones."

According to Su Ruoxi, the price of ingredients can be reduced a lot.

In this way, Su Ji can still maintain its affordable prices.

Maybe the price will increase later, but it should still be within the acceptable range for the public.

Feng Yifan thought for a moment and said, "Wife, if we do that, we still won't make much money, right?"

Su Ruoxi smiled and said, "Making money is not the point. The point is that our family is happy. Anyway, we still maintain our rules. That's what Su Ji should be like."

After listening to his wife, Feng Yifan finally nodded and agreed: "Okay, I'll do as my wife says."

Su Ruoxi smiled. She was very happy and satisfied that her husband was willing to maintain Su Ji's original business model.

Glancing at her watch, Su Ruoxi's smile instantly disappeared: "Oh, it's getting late, it's almost half past ten, let's go quickly and go back."

The wife started running forward, and Feng Yifan followed her with the cart behind her, saying, "Wife, can you go slower? I have a huge cart of stuff."

Hearing her husband calling from behind, Su Ruoxi turned her head, then turned around and ran back.

Su Ruoxi reached out and grasped the handle of the cart, helping her husband push it while saying, "I told you, we bought a lot, but you insisted on buying these. Really."

Feng Yifan and his wife pushed forward together. It was not so tiring for the two of them to push together.

After pushing the things across most of the village, I finally managed to get them back home.

Su Ruoxi took out the key and opened the door. She asked her husband to push the things into the door, and then she and her husband carried them into the kitchen one by one.

After everything was sent to the kitchen, Feng Yifan said to his wife, "Wait at home. I'll take the cart back first."

Su Ruoxi raised her wrist: "Hurry up, it's almost eleven o'clock, you invited so many people back for dinner, other people's families are here, you can't cook."

Feng Yifan had already run out the door pushing the cart, shouting, "Don't worry, we'll make it in time."

Watching her husband quickly run out the door, Su Ruoxi shouted again: "Be careful."

After her husband pushed the cart away, Su Ruoxi felt that she had nothing to do alone, so she went to the kitchen to see if she could do anything to help her husband.

After coming to the kitchen and looking around, Su Ruoxi discovered that several pots in the kitchen were full.

After opening the lid of the pot, Su Ruoxi discovered that there was cooked soup in the pot.

There were some things that needed to be cooked in advance, and it turned out that my husband had already prepared them.

Looking at the pots of food, Su Ruoxi couldn't help but laugh: "It's still like this. Even when cooking at home, we follow the rules in the kitchen."

Su Ruoxi couldn't help but recall the time when her husband was an apprentice in the kitchen.

At the beginning, I didn't understand anything and asked all kinds of questions, which really made me suffer a lot.

Just like my father once said, to be a good cook, you have to get used to all kinds of things in the kitchen and do everything beautifully and properly.

It took Feng Yifan a long time to fully master this and form a habit.

Thinking back to those things, a smile appeared on Su Ruoxi's face.

After taking another look around the kitchen, Su Ruoxi felt that there was really nothing to do, so she simply rolled up her sleeves, put on an apron, and began to help her husband pick and wash the vegetables.

Pick and clean the vegetables so that your husband can save a lot of trouble when he comes back.

While Su Ruoxi was picking and washing vegetables in the kitchen, Feng Yifan trotted back to the market and returned the cart to the person who lent it to him. After returning the cart, he trotted back home again.

When Feng Yifan returned home and walked in, he was a little surprised not to see his wife.

Just at this moment, the sound of water was heard in the kitchen.

Feng Yifan walked towards the kitchen, stuck his head in and looked inside. He saw his wife sitting in front of the faucet, picking and washing vegetables carefully.

Her hair was tied up on her head, she wore an apron and her sleeves were rolled up, she looked very capable.

And from the way my wife picks and washes vegetables, it can be seen that she is very skilled.

Feng Yifan walked in quietly and slowly came to his wife's side.

But before he could say anything, Su Ruoxi spoke first: "Are you back? I've picked and cleaned all these for you. Now that you're back, get to work."

Feng Yifan reached out and gently pressed his wife's shoulder: "Actually, you can do these when I come back."

Su Ruoxi turned her head and said, "Why? Do you dislike my poor performance?"

Feng Yifan immediately smiled and said, "No way, my wife did such a great job, it's so professional, I am ashamed of myself, thank you for your help."

Seeing her husband's expression change instantly, Su Ruoxi pretended to be disgusted and said, "Tsk, your acting is too fake."

Feng Yifan continued, "How could it be false? Everything I said was from the bottom of my heart."

Su Ruoxi waved her hand and said, "Hurry up and go to work. Mom and Dad will be back with Ruoruo soon, and the guests at home will also be here. How long do you plan to keep them waiting?"

Feng Yifan immediately turned around to put on his apron, took out the knives he had brought back, and started busying himself in the kitchen.

Su Ruoxi turned her head and saw her husband's handsome figure, with admiration in her eyes.