Hardcore Chef Dad

Chapter 944: Small town atmosphere, great lunch

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In the small town, apart from various quaint buildings, there is actually not much to see.

Probably because of the serious commercialization nowadays, the whole street in the town is filled with all kinds of shops, especially various authentic clay pot chicken farm restaurants. You can see one every few steps.

In order to attract passing customers, many families will greet passers-by at the door.

"Boss, do you want clay pot chicken? Ours is the most authentic."

"Boss, please come to our house. Our chickens are definitely free-range roosters raised on the hillside."

"Boss, our products are absolutely of high quality and low price. They are all delicacies picked from the mountains."

“Come to our house, all our ingredients are the freshest.”

Faced with so many people coming out to greet them, many people entering the town felt a little overwhelmed.

Originally, the three little girls were very happy walking hand in hand in the town. Walking on the cobblestone road in the town, the little girls found it very interesting.

But seeing so many people coming out to solicit customers, the three little girls were frightened and quickly turned around and ran back to the adults.

When those people soliciting customers on the street saw Feng Yifan and his group coming, they naturally would not let go of so many people's business. In an instant, they all swarmed around them, almost blocking Feng Yifan and his group's way to the town.

Feng Yifan and Yang Zhiyi immediately protected the old man, his wife and children.

Feng Yifan said rather bluntly: "Please get out of the way. We don't want to eat. Don't block the road here. You have scared the children."

I have to say that Feng Yifan's height and the aura he exudes from his strong body.

And his angry and somewhat fierce expression really frightened everyone who gathered around him.

In the end, those people on the street who tried to capture Feng Yifan and his group could only disperse in disappointment.

In this way, Feng Yifan and his companions finally passed the street leading into the town smoothly.

After walking along this street and entering the town, it is suddenly completely different from the outside world. The quiet and peacefulness of the town makes people feel very comfortable instantly.

In the town, there is a lake which is not very big, and there is a stone bridge on the lake.

The small stone bridge spans the small pond, right in the middle.

Opposite the stone bridge, there is a large house that looks like an ancestral hall.

Three little girls, Feng Ruoruo, Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei, ran up the stone bridge hand in hand.

The little girls went onto the bridge and found that the bridge here was different from the stone bridge they walked on outside the town.

The stone bridge leading into the town is flat, while the stone bridge here is arched.

There are railings on both sides of this stone bridge, and there are various carvings on the railings, which looks really delicate and beautiful.

Feng Ruoruo reached out and touched the carvings on the stone bridge, then turned around and shouted, "Mom and Dad, come here quickly. There are flowers on this one. It's so beautiful."

Feng Yifan and his friends also went up the stone arch bridge together.

Li Xiuchun said: "Well, this stone arch bridge is even older, and the craftsmanship of its construction is very impressive. There are also various carvings on it. It seems that this stone arch bridge was originally the entrance to the town."

After hearing what her grandmother said, Chen Yaofei turned around, took her grandmother's hand and asked, "Grandma, is this bridge good?"

Hearing the question from his granddaughter, Li Xiuchun nodded and said, "Of course it is very good. The construction of stone arch bridges is very complicated, especially in ancient times. The shape and carvings of this stone arch bridge show that the skills of the bridge builders at that time were very powerful."

Li Xiuchun's introduction not only fascinated the little girls, but also Feng Yifan and the others who listened attentively.

Through Li Xiuchun’s explanation, everyone gained a lot of knowledge about stone bridges.

After the introduction of the stone bridge, everyone walked across the stone bridge together and came to the big house directly opposite the stone bridge.

In front of the big house there are two stone statues that are also very old. After being weathered by wind and rain, the surface of the statues looks weathered, but the shapes of the statues can still be seen.

Feng Ruoruo exclaimed: "Oh, two big tigers."

Yang Xiaoxi said: "It's not a big tiger, it looks like two big cats."

Chen Yaofei said: "No, it should be two lions, right?"

The adults immediately laughed and said, "Yes, Feifei is right, these are indeed two stone lions, not big cats or tigers."

Feng Yifan added: "But Xixi is right, because lions and tigers are both big cats."

When Feng Ruoruo heard her father say that Feifei and Xixi were both right, she pouted and asked, "How come Ruoruo was the only one who was wrong?"

Seeing Feng Ruoruo's look, everyone started to coax her.

But the little girl didn't take it to heart and soon forgot about it.

When we walked to the front of the big house, we found that it was indeed an ancestral hall.

However, the door was locked. I guess it would only be opened when the town held a sacrifice. At other times, they probably didn't want tourists to come in and disturb them.

Feng Yifan and his friends did not go in, but took two photos at the door.

Of course, more photos were taken by the pond outside.

There are weeping willows by the pond, as well as a circle of specially planted flowers. Combined with the shimmering water of the pond, it is really beautiful.

After playing here for a while, Feng Yifan and his friends headed back into the town.

After walking around the town, it was almost noon.

They also found Aunt Yao's home according to the previous agreement.

When I got outside, I could smell the aroma of cooking before I even entered. I could clearly smell the aroma of stewed chicken and the smell of fire in the wood-burning pot.

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "It looks like we are all in for a treat today."

Yang Zhiyi couldn't help but say, "It smells really good."

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Of course it smells good. You can tell it's an authentic native rooster just by smelling it."

Chen Shoulin sniffed the food and said, "Well, it does taste different from the chicken stew we usually eat in restaurants."

Feng Ruoruo took her father's hand and said, "Dad, can we go in?"

Yang Xiaoxi followed up and said, "Dad Feng, Xixi is hungry."

Chen Yaofei also said: "Yes, Feifei is hungry too."

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Okay, let's go in, but we have to knock on the door first to see if Aunt Yao is home. We have to get the owner's permission before we can go in."

The three little girls nodded immediately and said in unison: "Yes."

However, before Feng Yifan and his friends could knock on the door, Aunt Yao appeared in the open courtyard gate.

"Hahaha, you guys are here? Come in quickly, I'm waiting for you. I'll stew the chicken first, and when you come, I'll put the pancakes on it, and we'll be able to eat soon. Come in quickly, come in quickly."

Feng Yifan and the others said politely, "Sorry to bother you," and then everyone went into Aunt Yao's yard.

Aunt Yao had indeed prepared everything.

After welcoming Feng Yifan and others into the house, he asked everyone to sit down in the yard first.

She also called her husband out to help with the cooking, and she went into the kitchen to get busy.

The three little girls, Feng Ruoruo, Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei, naturally cannot sit idle.

First, I walked around the courtyard.

Although Aunt Yao's house also has gray tiles and white walls, it is not the kind of house that looks like an official's house, but a very ordinary gate with a straight entrance and exit.

However, the small courtyard of the house had obviously been renovated, and the ground was paved with the same floor tiles used by all the houses in the town.

After taking a look around, Feng Ruoruo said, "Dad, Mom, Aunt Yao's house is similar to Grandpa and Grandma's house."

Aunt Yao's husband Lao Fang smiled and asked, "Really? Your grandparents' house also has a yard like this?"

Feng Yifan answered for his daughter: "My parents are from Yanghu Township, so the houses there are similar to those in your town."

Hearing about Yanghu Township, Lao Fang nodded immediately: "Oh, Yanghu Township? It's actually not far from our town. The buildings there are indeed similar to ours, and the customs are actually very similar, because they are all in the Huai River Basin."

Feng Yifan nodded: "Yes, yes, they are indeed similar customs."

Then Lao Fang said, "However, Yanghu Township has been very famous in recent years. The vegetable base there is very impressive. It is more stable than ours which relies solely on tourism."

Yang Zhiyi said, "Brother Fang, you can also sell some mountain products here. I see there are still quite a few mountain products on your side of the mountain."

Feng Yifan also said: "Yes, after we entered the town, we saw that every household in the town would dry a lot of mountain products, such as some mushrooms. I think you can try to develop it and sell those things."

Lao Fang waved his hands and said, "No, we have enough for our own consumption. How can we afford so much if we want to sell it?"

Chen Shoulin then said: "You can actually try to plant it, taking advantage of the climatic conditions in your mountainous area. As long as it is planned reasonably, I believe it should be possible."

Old Fang Han smiled and said, "I don't understand those things either. I'm afraid there aren't many people in our town who understand them either."

Feng Yifan and the others looked at each other, and in the end, no one said anything more.

Just as Lao Fang said, their town is doing very well now relying on tourism and farm stays, so it may not be easy for them to develop some characteristic industries.

The key is that all of these require technical support, and it is indeed difficult to accomplish them relying solely on people in the small town.

While everyone was chatting, Aunt Yao's voice came from the kitchen.

"Come and help quickly."

Lao Fang immediately stood up and prepared to go to the kitchen to help.

Seeing this, Feng Yifan and Yang Zhiyi also walked over.

Entering the kitchen, Yang Zhiyi couldn't help but exclaimed: "Oh my god, such a big pot?"

When Aunt Yao saw Feng Yifan and Yang Zhiyi coming in, she immediately complained to her husband: "Why did you let guests in?"

Lao Fang turned around and said honestly, "You two go sit down, we can take care of this side."

Feng Yifan and Yang Zhiyi still said: "It's okay, we will help together."

In the end, under the insistence of Feng Yifan and Yang Zhiyi, Aunt Yao still asked the two to help.

Lao Fang and Yang Zhiyi carried the big iron pot for stewing chicken together, while Feng Yifan brought out a very small stove as requested by Aunt Yao.

After taking out all the things, Aunt Yao brought out a low table.

Feng Yifan first put the small stove on the low table, and then Lao Fang and Yang Zhiyi put the big iron pot on it.

When the three little girls saw the big iron pot, they immediately exclaimed: "It's so big."

What surprised everyone was that when the pot was put on, they found that everyone's chairs were just level with the edge of the pot, so they could eat the chicken nuggets and discus directly from the pot.

Soon, Aunt Yao and her husband brought out a hollowed-out square table and placed it around the big iron pot.

In this way, the clay pot chicken is in the middle, and the space around the small square table is just right for placing other dishes.

The three little girls, Feng Ruoruo, Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei, were very curious when they saw such a table for the first time. They couldn't help but squat down and look under the table.

Su Ruoxi, Li Feier and Li Xiuchun held the three little girls and prevented them from squatting down to watch.

Feng Yifan also said to the children: "Okay, don't look at it. This table was specially made by your Aunt Yao's family. It is used to eat this kind of earthen pot chicken. The chicken can be stewed in the middle, and the dishes can be placed on the side table, and bowls, chopsticks and cups can also be placed."

Feng Ruoruo immediately threw herself into her father's arms and said, "Dad, let's go back and get a table like this in Grandpa's restaurant."

Feng Yifan asked with a smile: "Why do you want to put this table in our restaurant?"

Feng Ruoruo said: "Then we can eat at home."

Aunt Yao smiled and asked, "Does your family also run a restaurant?"

Yang Xiaoxi took the opportunity to say, "Yes, Father Feng is a very good chef."

Chen Yaofei added: "It's the most powerful."

Feng Yifan quickly said, "Don't take what a child says seriously, sister. I'm just a chef in a small restaurant."

Aunt Yao smiled and said, "Hahaha, I don't think the child is lying."

Lao Fang also said: "Yes, you don't look like a liar, and from our conversation just now, I can feel that you should know a lot about food."

Yang Zhiyi said, "Hahaha, Brother Fang, did you see that? Tell you, brothers and sisters, our Chef Feng is really not an ordinary chef. He used to be the head chef of the top restaurant abroad and he was a three-star chef."

Feng Yifan quickly said, "Stop talking nonsense here. Big brother and big sister don't know about Samsung or not."

Lao Fang immediately said, "Who said you don't know? Three stars is the final evaluation of top restaurants abroad. I have heard of this."

Aunt Yao also said, "Yes, we heard about it from some people who came to town before."

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Big brother and big sister really keep up with the times. So, shouldn't we eat? We've been hungry for quite some time."

Aunt Yao immediately said, "Yes, yes, let's eat quickly. We can't let the three little darlings starve."

When Aunt Yao reached out to lift the lid of the iron pot, a mouth-watering rich aroma instantly hit her face, accompanied by rising steam.