After Feng Yifan left, the women at the front desk naturally couldn't help but talk about him.
"Don't you think that Chef Feng is actually very handsome?"
"He doesn't look very handsome, but his temperament is very comfortable to look at. He has a gentle and elegant demeanor. Although he is tall and powerful, he doesn't give people a sense of oppression. He makes people feel very comfortable."
"By the way, have you watched the online video of Chef Feng cooking? I think when Chef Feng puts on his chef uniform, he looks like a top chef standing there."
"He is already a top chef. Don't forget, he used to be the head chef of our hotel's headquarters restaurant."
"Yes, I heard from Xiao Wang in the kitchen that the one-star menu in our hotel restaurant was left by Chef Feng."
"Wow, is that so amazing? The one-star menu was created by Chef Feng?"
"Well, it is said that the one-star menu was bought by the hotel headquarters at a high price for use."
“Do I need to pay for the menu?”
"Of course. If you go to the street to buy a recipe book, doesn't it cost money?"
“That’s right.”
"Besides, that menu is not comparable to an ordinary recipe. Chef Feng will hand over the entire cooking process, as well as the various proportions and seasonings, to the hotel."
“No wonder we have kept that menu in our hotel restaurant.”
"You don't know, do you? I heard that Chef Feng is treating us to a meal at the restaurant at noon today, and all the dishes are cooked by him personally."
"Wow, a chef is a chef. He cooks everything himself when he goes out to eat."
"Obviously, he's cooking for an important guest, right?"
"No, I heard, it was only because his daughter asked for it."
"Wow, Chef Feng really loves his daughter."
"Oh, what a pity! She's already married and has such a lovely daughter. We don't have a chance."
"Don't be a fangirl. How can such a great chef fall for us so easily?"
Wu Tongtong did not participate too much in the conversation between the women at the front desk. She was still thinking about how to explain the situation here to Luo Yu after get off work.
After Feng Yifan left the hotel front desk, he went upstairs again and returned to Shi Jiahui's room.
Because their daughter was taking a nap in her room, the two elderly people could only stay in Shi Jiahui's room.
Seeing Feng Yifan coming back, Lu Xigu stood up and said with a smile: "Our chef is finally back."
Feng Yifan smiled and responded, "Uncle, you are embarrassing me. I don't dare to say that I am a great chef, and I am even less worthy of you standing up to greet me like this."
Quan Chengping said at the side: "Yifan, the food for lunch today is really an eye-opener for us. We were just talking about it."
Lu Xigu sat down and nodded, "Yes, we were just talking about how you came up with those dishes."
Feng Yifan smiled and replied: "I might think about this sometimes, and then try it out when necessary."
At this point, Feng Yifan apologized to everyone: "I have never made the last two dishes for lunch today in other places. The lobster and the sea bass were a bit too big and I felt they couldn't be wasted. That's why I made those two dishes at the end and let everyone taste my trial dishes. I'm really sorry."
Everyone was a little surprised after hearing this. Were they just two test pieces
Shi Tao couldn't help but say, "Uncle Yifan, your two trial dishes are so good, if you make them seriously, wouldn't they be even more delicious?"
When Shi Jiahui heard what his son said, he immediately said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Do you think your uncle Yifan won't take it seriously when it comes to trial works?"
Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Yes, even if it is a trial work, every dish must be made carefully and attentively."
Lu Xihu and Quan Chengping had a further admiration for Feng Yifan.
The two dishes are only conceived in my mind and are still in the trial stage. How confident must one be in one's cooking skills to achieve such good results on the first trial
Lu Xigu said, "Yifan, it seems like you are very confident in your cooking skills? You can make these two dishes, which are just trial dishes, so good that the hotel restaurant even wants to buy the license. You are really amazing."
Quan Chengping also nodded: "Yes, your confidence and cooking skills are really amazing."
Feng Yifan was naturally very clear that although these two dishes were not available now, they were also two dishes that he would make in the future and would be well received. So it was like copying his own menu in advance, but now making his own original dishes in the future should not be considered copying.
Faced with the two grandfathers' sincere praise, he naturally accepted it calmly.
"Thank you both for liking them. Although I made those two dishes for the first time, every step of the cooking process was based on the experience of my predecessors, so the results were so good."
Quan Chengping said: "The experience is indeed there, and everyone knows it, but it is not easy to integrate it well."
Shi Jiahui nodded and said, "It's really not easy. The final product of each dish requires many attempts."
Feng Yifan agrees: "That's right. Any dish needs to go through many attempts and continuous improvement before it can finally present the appearance we expect and satisfy the diners."
At this point, Feng Yifan added: "Senior Sister, you should know that some cooking exams abroad require some impromptu performance."
Shi Jiahui said: "Well, I know this, it does require the chef to have the ability to improvise."
Feng Yifan said: "How can one present the best dishes during an impromptu cooking? That is actually the result of a chef's usual efforts."
Everyone present understood that although Feng Yifan's trial dishes seemed to be impromptu, they were also a display of his culinary skills accumulated over the years.
Lu Xigu thought for a moment and said again: "Yifan, are you really not considering opening a store in Shanghai?"
Seeing Lu Xigu bring up the matter again, Quan Chengping quickly said, "Yes, Yifan, if you need funds, both of us old men can help you. We really think that if you can come to Shanghai to open a store, you should be able to achieve greater success."
Feng Yifan smiled and shook his head: "Thank you, Grandpa, but we probably won't come to Shanghai. If we want to make the dishes truly perfect, we actually need to stay away from excessive hustle and bustle."
Having said that, Feng Yifan looked at Shi Jiahui.
The latter also smiled and said: "Yes, I am willing to join Yifan's team. I also want to work with Yifan to calm down and study and create some dishes. It is difficult to do well if you are too utilitarian."
Feng Yifan and Shi Jiahui's attitude seems very clear; they hope to concentrate on cooking the dishes well.
Instead of just coming to Shanghai and using Feng Yifan's reputation to open a store and make money.
However, Lu Xigu couldn't help but say, "But have you ever thought about this? If the price is too high in Huaicheng, people in Huaicheng may not be able to afford it. But if the price is too low, is it worth it for you to spend so much effort?"
This time Feng Yifan did not speak, but Shi Jiahui smiled and said, "Uncle Yifan, we understand your kindness, but have you ever thought that we just want to make money, so why should we spend so much effort to study dishes?"
Lu Xihe and Quan Chengping looked at each other. They were quite surprised that Shi Jiahui would say this.
Feng Yifan then explained: "If I just want to make money, I only need to take back my three-star menu, and then open restaurant branches in major cities across the country, and then recruit a group of capable chefs, let them learn from me, and go to major cities to do it."
This one sentence left Lu Xigu and Quan Chengping speechless.
According to Feng Yifan, it seems that one can indeed make more money that way.
To put it bluntly, that approach is just selling brands and fame.
But it is different from the brand effect of clothing brands. At least the restaurant's menu is indeed a recognized three-star menu, but it is not cooked by the chef who created the menu himself.
Feng Yifan added: "Why did my wife's grandfather choose to leave the capital and return to Huaicheng to run a small restaurant?"
Lu Xihu and Quan Chengping also understood at this time.
This is not about making money, but about making the dishes well and passing on the culture behind the dishes.
So what Feng Yifan has to do now is the same thing. He is not simply doing it to make money, but to inherit the things from his wife's ancestors and to use what he has learned to improve and carry forward the tradition.
So, instead of opening various branches all over the country, it is better to stay in the ancient streets of Huaicheng.
Always maintain the heritage and operation of such a quaint little restaurant.
Isn't that another way of doing business
After all, if the reputation gets out, Feng Yifan's small restaurant will surely become a popular destination for diners from all over the country and even the world.
Feng Yifan finally smiled and said: "We want the diners to find the restaurant, instead of us finding them."
After Lu Xigu and Quan Chengping looked at each other, the two old men also remembered: some very classic restaurants abroad that have received extremely high praise and even surpassed star ratings are often not restaurants opened in downtown areas, let alone restaurants that open branches randomly around the world.
From this point of view, Feng Yifan and his team made the right choice.
This is also a kind of absolute self-confidence.
My restaurant is unique. We don't have any branches. If you want to taste our dishes, you have to come to my restaurant. And we only cook dishes from our own restaurant, not popular dishes.
At the same time, the prices of such restaurants will not be as high as those branded restaurants in big cities.
The two old men, Lu Xihe and Quan Chengping, understood that Feng Yifan and his friends were a group of people pursuing their culinary dreams.
Quan Chengping said: "I admire you very much. You are a group of people who dare to pursue higher dreams. Old Lu, now I really want to say that it is great to be young."
Lu Xigu also smiled and nodded: "Yes, it's good to be young, you dare to think and do."
Shi Jiahui suddenly said, "Grandpas, when you say this, doesn't it make me, an old man, look out of place?"
Shi Tao immediately said, "Mom, you are just as young. You are not old."
Feng Yifan also said: "Yes, Senior Sister, how can you be old? If it weren't for the seniority, I should call you Junior Sister."
Upon hearing this, Shi Jiahui immediately glared at Feng Yifan and said, "Yifan, I noticed that Ruoxi is not here. You are so careless with your words. Do you dare to call me Junior Sister in front of Ruoxi?"
Feng Yifan laughed dryly and said, "Big Sister, let's not play this game."
Seeing Feng Yifan give in immediately, everyone couldn't help but burst into laughter.
In the following time, Feng Yifan and his friends chatted with the two old people for a while.
The two little girls were sleeping in Feng Yifan and his daughter's room, while Yang Zhiyi was working on his manuscript in his room.
At this moment, Yang Zhiyi once again tasted the bitterness of a writer.
Obviously, he didn't need to go out today and could have a good rest in the hotel, but everyone else was drinking tea and chatting, while he was the only one who had to bury his head in work alone.
And for Yang Zhiyi, he must write it before his daughter wakes up from her nap.
Otherwise, when his daughter wakes up, he needs to take her out to play.
I may have to return to the hotel very late, and have to wait until my daughter falls asleep before I can study alone by lamplight.
Fortunately, after unremitting efforts, Yang Zhiyi completed it before his daughter woke up. After a long sigh of relief, he took a shower in the room, changed his clothes and went to Shi Jiahui's room.
Yang Zhiyi walked into the room refreshed and saw that the two little girls were not there. He knew that they were not awake yet.
He was secretly relieved, and then asked curiously: "Huh? Ruoruo and Xixi haven't woken up yet?"
Feng Yifan smiled and asked, "Is the great writer finished?"
Yang Zhiyi quickly said, "No, no, I'm not a great writer. Chef Feng, please don't call me that. I really don't dare to respond to your calling."
Feng Yifan imitated Yang Zhiyi's tone and said, "No, no, then, Writer Yang, please don't call me Chef Feng either."
Everyone else in the room couldn't help but laugh.
Shi Tao smiled and said, "Uncles, could you please stop being so funny?"
Shi Jiahui said, “We should take a picture of you like this, and then let our two little darlings see it after Ruoruo and Xixi wake up.”
The two fathers also smiled at each other, and their relationship seemed to become more casual at this moment.
After waiting for a while, Feng Yifan felt that it was about time for the two little girls to get up, so he went to Yang Zhiyi's room with him.
As a result, when the two fathers entered the room, they found that the two little girls were not on the two beds.
Afterwards, the two fathers went to the bathroom to look for the little girl, and when the door was opened, they found that there was no little girl inside.
This gave the two fathers a fright.
Yang Zhiyi asked nervously, "Could he have gotten up early and sneaked out of the room?"
Feng Yifan thought for a moment and said, "That shouldn't be the case, right? The door of the senior sister's room has always been open, so we should have heard the noise outside, right?"
Yang Zhiyi continued, "Why don't we go find the hotel and check the surveillance on this floor."
Feng Yifan felt that this was indeed the only solution, so he nodded and said, "Okay, let's go."
Just as the two fathers were about to go out, they suddenly heard a suppressed laugh coming from the closet at the door of the room.