Feng Yifan did not know too much about the problems of Fujinglou. To him, it really had nothing to do with what kind of kitchen team Fujinglou changed.
Even if his wife's aunt bought all the famous restaurants in Huaicheng, Feng Yifan was confident that Su Ji's business would remain the same. If he didn't have this confidence, his half-life as a master chef would have been in vain.
After buying some fresh produce, Feng Yifan still took the car of the vegetable stall owner’s son and returned to Su Ji.
In the car, Zhang Qiang also opened up and seemed to enjoy chatting with Feng Yifan. He was also very curious about Feng Yifan's experiences abroad.
"Brother, do foreign chefs also go to the market to buy their own vegetables like you do?"
Feng Yifan nodded and replied: "Some do, especially the chefs of some small specialty restaurants. They have higher requirements for ingredients and usually purchase them from markets they are familiar with.
But most of the top restaurants have their own suppliers, and they are all strictly screened.”
Zhang Qiang heard this and pointed at the vegetables in the car behind him and said, "Brother, let me tell you, the vegetables in our house are also very good. The villagers who supply these vegetables sell them abroad, and I heard that they just got a big order recently.
It's the top restaurant you just mentioned, a foreign restaurant chain, and they supply it exclusively."
After hearing what Zhang Qiang said, Feng Yifan naturally guessed that the vegetables sold by the vendors in the market should also be supplied by the vegetable planting base run by his parents.
Feng Yifan smiled and asked, "Is this dish from Yanghu Township?"
Zhang Qiang nodded immediately: "Yes, it is the vegetables from Yanghu Township. Brother, you can ask in the market. Everyone knows that the vegetables from Yanghu Township are the best. But except for our family, other families don't sell Yanghu Township vegetables."
Feng Yifan was a little surprised to hear this: "Oh? Since everyone knows that the food in Yanghu Township is good, why don't other restaurants buy theirs?"
Zhang Qiang smiled and said, "Hey, you all think it's too expensive. Brother, you don't know that the vegetables in Yanghu Township are much more expensive than those in other places. My dad was the only one in the market who dared to buy vegetables from Yanghu Township. I didn't expect that my dad made the right move."
Feng Yifan naturally understood that the vegetables grown in the vegetable farm run by his parents were indeed very good.
On the one hand, the seeds are carefully selected, and on the other hand, all organic fertilizers are used. The planting process also requires tremendous effort and manpower, so the vegetables are naturally more expensive.
However, with the entry of some foreign restaurants into the country, coupled with various promotions related to healthy eating, the market for vegetables grown by parents has naturally grown.
In addition, with the leadership of my parents and the whole village, the business has grown to a certain scale and we have all kinds of cutting-edge and rare vegetable varieties.
Now, listening to Zhang Qiang beside him praising the vegetables grown by his parents and the villagers, Feng Yifan couldn't help feeling a little proud.
The two continued chatting, and most of the time Zhang Qiang asked Feng Yifan about things abroad. He especially liked to hear Feng Yifan talk about some interesting things in the kitchens of foreign restaurants.
Feng Yifan answered every question and explained the various things in the kitchen clearly and in detail.
The two chatted and soon arrived at the alley behind Su Ji's.
The car stopped at the back door of Su Ji. Feng Yifan got out first to open the door. After Zhang Qiang parked the car, he got out as well and took the initiative to help move the various ingredients inside.
After moving the vegetables and various fresh produce into the house, Feng Yifan did not ask Zhang Qiang to help stack them because he would need to do the rest by himself.
In order to ensure speed when cooking, the arrangement of various ingredients must be very particular. It is necessary to ensure that they can be used immediately when needed, so Feng Yifan is used to arranging them himself.
Of course, if Feng Yifan wasn’t the only one in the kitchen, he wouldn’t have to go through the trouble of stacking the food.
Zhang Qiang said goodbye to Feng Yifan reluctantly. It was obvious that he really enjoyed chatting with Feng Yifan. Listening to Feng Yifan talk about interesting stories in foreign restaurants was really addictive, just like listening to a book.
Feng Yifan saw it, but didn't say anything. He simply waved goodbye.
I'm not a storyteller, and you don't pay for listening to stories, so you can't always get them for free.
After seeing Zhang Qiang off, Feng Yifan quickly and methodically arranged the ingredients in an orderly manner, telling where the vegetables should be placed, which ones needed to be processed, and which fresh produce needed to be placed in special containers. Everything had to be sorted out.
When Feng Yifan on the positive side had almost finished stacking the food, the door to the kitchen was pushed open, and before he saw anyone, he heard a yawn.
"Wow, good morning."
I saw my daughter walking in sleepily in her pajamas again, with her hair untied and her face unwashed.
Feng Yifan walked forward with a smile and picked up his still slightly confused daughter: "Good morning, Ruoruo, why don't you wash upstairs and then come down with mom?"
Feng Ruoruo hugged her father's neck and said dazedly, "Mom is washing Grandpa upstairs."
After hearing what his daughter said, Feng Yifan was startled and quickly looked at the clock hanging on the wall in the back kitchen.
After confirming the time again and again, it was only half past six. Feng Yifan suddenly felt very strange.
After hearing what his daughter said, he thought that it was because he stayed up too late today that his wife had to help her father-in-law get up.
But it was clearly still early. He would definitely have enough time to finish his work and then go up to help his father-in-law get up. I wonder why his wife went to serve him in advance
After thinking for a while, Feng Yifan asked his daughter softly: "Ruoruo, how do you think Mom is feeling today?"
Confused Feng Ruoruo opened her eyes, looked at her father, then tilted her head and thought for a while: "Mom doesn't seem to be angry today."
After hearing what his daughter said, Feng Yifan felt even more puzzled and was a little confused about his wife's intentions.
After much thought, Feng Yifan decided to put aside the things in the kitchen for the time being and walked towards the stairs with his daughter in his arms.
Before going upstairs, Feng Yifan still shouted to the second floor out of respect: "Can I go up?"
Soon, my wife's voice came from upstairs: "You can come up."
Then, Feng Yifan carried his daughter upstairs and went straight to his father-in-law's room. Standing in front of the door, he saw that his wife had already washed his father-in-law and helped him change into a new shirt.
Seeing her husband standing at the door holding their daughter in a daze, Su Ruoxi asked curiously, "What's wrong? What are you two looking at?"
Feng Yifan hesitated for a moment, but still asked, "Didn't we agree that I would serve Dad? You can sleep a little longer in the morning. You see, Ruoruo obviously hasn't gotten enough sleep."
When Feng Ruoruo heard his father say that he hadn’t slept enough, he opened his eyes wide instantly, as if he had suddenly woken up.
"No, Ruoruo is already awake. Ruoruo has slept enough."
Feng Yifan didn't know whether to laugh or cry when seeing his daughter's look.
Then, he heard his wife say, "You are the only one busy in the kitchen. We can't rely on you for everything at home. I can still do small things like washing Dad's face, brushing his teeth and changing his clothes. Wasn't it me who took care of Dad before you came back?"
Hearing his wife say this, Feng Yifan had a vague feeling that it might be because of what happened to Ruoruo yesterday that made his wife a little alert.
Su Ruoxi obviously felt that she had been a little too dependent on Feng Yifan over the past three days, so she decided to be strong again and no longer rely on her husband for everything.
Feng Yifan vaguely guessed what his wife was thinking and realized that she still had some resistance to him in her heart. It seemed that if he wanted to repair his relationship with her, he might have to start all over again.
When Feng Yifan was thinking about this, his daughter's little hand suddenly patted his face: "Dad, don't be in a daze, put Ruoruo down quickly, Ruoruo needs to go brush her teeth, wash her face and tie her hair, you carry grandpa downstairs first, and you can start preparing breakfast."
His thoughts were pulled back by his daughter. Feng Yifan thought that it was not like starting over with his wife, at least he had his lovely daughter to help him.
Feng Yifan put his daughter down, knelt on one knee in front of her, and answered her like a knight: "As you command, my little Princess Ruoruo."