After serving the dishes outside, Feng Yifan also made a special trip to the table of his daughter’s friend to express his gratitude to his daughter’s friend’s grandfather.
"Uncle Chen, I really appreciate your name. Bai Jiang Liu Huo, this name is really rich in meaning."
Having said that, Feng Yifan clasped his fists and bowed to the other party.
Seeing Feng Yifan's great courtesy, Chen Yaofei's grandfather quickly stood up and said, "Chef Feng, you don't have to be like this. Your dish is indeed beyond our expectations. You are a true master chef.
I just came up with this name when I was inspired, I don't deserve such a great gift from you."
Feng Yifan stood up and said with a smile: "How about this, today's meal is my treat."
Hearing this, Grandpa Chen naturally couldn't agree to it: "No, this is absolutely not possible. You run a restaurant and you have to make a profit. How can you just treat me like that?"
Yang Zhiyi also said quickly: "Yes, it won't work if you don't pay. You are a small business, the cost is there, you can't not pay."
But at this moment, Su Jinrong, who was sitting in a wheelchair, also said, "No, no, give it to... count it, Ruoruo, please."
Feng Ruoruo was already next to her grandfather, and when she saw her grandfather talking, the little girl moved closer to him and listened carefully.
After hearing what grandpa said, the little girl immediately relayed: "Yes, grandpa is right, this is my treat, I'm treating Xixi and Feifei, so grandpa and grandma, Uncle Yang, you don't have to give money."
This time, the little money-grubber actually became generous, which made Feng Yifan happy as well.
"Okay, okay, our little money-grubber is so generous, so let our little money-grubber treat us once."
Hearing her father say this, Feng Ruoruo immediately rushed to her father, patted him with her hand and said, "Bad father, I'm not a money-grubber. I just want you to make money."
Feng Yifan hugged his daughter and said, "Okay, okay, I'm not a money-grubber. Then, does little Ruoruo want to treat us for this meal?"
Feng Ruoruo nodded and said, "Yes, this meal is Ruoruo's treat."
Seeing the little girl's determined expression, Chen Yaofei's grandparents and Yang Xiaoxi's father finally had to agree.
Feng Yifan walked to the blackboard next to the bar in the hall, erased the original name, and then wrote "Bai Jiang Liu Huo" given by Grandpa Chen. He also added a bracket at the end and wrote "Furong Lychee Fish" in it as an explanation.
After doing all this, Feng Yifan said goodbye to everyone at his daughter's table and quickly returned to the kitchen to continue his work.
When Feng Yifan entered the kitchen, he met Meng Shitong and four others coming out of the kitchen.
Meng Shitong said seriously: "Chef Feng, we will go back first. Thank you very much for letting us take pictures of you cooking. I have to say, you look really handsome when you cook."
He Yaqian continued, "Chef Feng, can you teach us some simple dishes in the future?"
Feng Yifan heard this and asked with a smile: "That dish just now was really simple."
Photographer Ah Fei immediately said, "Well, Chef Feng, we are different from you. We may have different understandings of simple."
He Yaqian nodded bitterly: "That's right, it's easy as you say, but we really can't do it."
Seeing the four people with sad faces, Feng Yifan could only smile and say, "Okay, when I have time later, I will teach you some simple home-cooked dishes so that you can go home and be your own chef."
This sentence made He Yaqian applaud: "This is great, Chef Feng, we are waiting for it."
Feng Yifan nodded and asked, "Are you leaving just like that? Don't you want to eat anything?"
Meng Shitong shook her head and said, "No, we've caused you a lot of trouble today. Let's go back first and wait for the next chance to taste Chef Feng's cooking."
Feng Yifan thought to himself that if four people stayed to eat, they would definitely take up a table, and he was afraid that his wife Su Ruoxi might not be willing to pay for their order.
No matter how you look at it, it would be a loss for me if four people stayed for dinner, so I simply didn't want to try to keep them.
"Well, I won't keep you here. When you have time in the future, you can come and eat anytime. I can give you a discount then."
Meng Shitong and others agreed in unison: "We will definitely come."
When seeing Meng Shitong off, little Feng Ruoruo followed them to the door, then pulled Meng Shitong aside and said seriously, "Auntie, you must promote grandpa's restaurant well."
Meng Shitong looked at the cute little girl, reached out to wipe the remaining soup from the corner of the little girl's mouth, and promised seriously: "Okay, Auntie promises to promote it well."
Afterwards, Meng Shitong and her friends formally bid farewell to Su Ruoxi and Feng Ruoruo, mother and daughter, who had been sent to the door, and blended into the crowd on the old street as the sun set.
Feng Ruoruo watched the figure disappear, and then said, "Oh, I have to go and urge Dad to prepare the dishes. We are almost done with the dishes we have, and they haven't served us new dishes yet."
When Su Ruoxi heard her daughter's words, she gently scratched her daughter's nose and said, "Why don't you hurry up?"
Feng Ruoruo hugged her mother and said, "Mom, wait for Dad to bring up the new dishes, and then you can come over and eat with us."
Su Ruoxi hugged her daughter and shook her head and replied, "Mom can't go to eat. Mom has to guard the door. Otherwise, there will be no one to greet the new guests. She is also responsible for collecting the money.
You, grandpa, and the guests you invited can eat first. Remember to wait until dad comes up and then serve the food suitable for grandpa. "
Feng Ruoruo nodded obediently, raised her head seriously, blew a kiss to her mother and said, "Mom, you have worked hard."
Su Ruoxi reached out to catch her daughter's flying kiss, and then kissed her daughter back: "Well, mom thanks Ruoruo for your concern. Mom is actually not tired. Ruoruo, go quickly."
Feng Ruoruo jumped up her little head, caught her mother's flying kiss with her little mouth, turned around and ran to the kitchen with a smile.
Su Ruoxi watched her daughter go to the kitchen, and then looked at the bustling atmosphere at every table in the small restaurant after the dishes were served one after another.
The novel dishes bring a sense of freshness to the diners, and the deliciousness of the dishes teases the diners' taste buds. The double enjoyment of vision and taste really makes every guest smile with satisfaction.
Su Ruoxi looked at the old street outside where the setting sun was shining. Seeing the crowds gradually getting busier and busier on the street, she knew that the busy dinner time was coming.
At his daughter's urging, Feng Yifan quickly brought up some other dishes for his daughter's table.
According to his daughter's request, Feng Yifan prepared a barbecue, but unlike the charcoal barbecue at Yang Zhigang's next door, his barbecue was actually fried and coated with some sauce on the surface.
In order to enhance the charcoal grilled flavor of the meat skewers, Feng Yifan also lightly burned them with charcoal fire.
Tender and juicy chunks of beef, paired with colorful sliced bell peppers and the sauce prepared by Feng Yifan, taste just as good as Yang Zhigang's barbecue.
Of course, in addition to preparing barbecue for the children, a vegetable soup was also prepared to ensure that the children had a balanced nutrition.
Naturally, a few exquisite stir-fried dishes were also prepared for Chen Yaofei's grandparents and Yang Zhiyi.
Finally, Feng Yifan also prepared a bowl of chicken soup, egg custard and fish noodles for his father-in-law.
There were guests at the next table. Seeing that the dishes on the table were not particularly fancy but extremely exquisite, they couldn't help but become curious.
"Boss, what did they order? They look very exquisite. Can we order?"
Without Feng Yifan's response, Feng Ruoruo stepped up to answer for her father: "This dish was made by my father to entertain my good friends, so you can't order it."
Looking at the little girl raising her chin proudly with a very smug look on her face, the guest was not angry at all. Instead, he found it very cute.
Feng Yifan then explained: "This table is for my daughter's kindergarten friends and their parents, so I cooked it for them separately. These dishes are not on the menu. I'm sorry."
After hearing the explanation, the diners all said they understood, but looking at the dishes on the table, many of them were still a little envious.