In fact, after being reminded by many young people who came to Su Ji today, Feng Yifan suddenly realized that he seemed to have not posted a cooking video for a long time.
Some of the videos released recently are basically about dishes that are quite particular and complicated to make. For many young people who like to watch videos online, these dishes are very difficult to learn, which is indeed a bit embarrassing for everyone.
So as Feng Yifan walked back to the kitchen, he was thinking in his mind, maybe he should reactivate his previous video account
This time, I don’t have to shoot in the kitchen. I can stay at home with my daughter, wife, father-in-law, and parents to present some home-cooked meals to everyone.
In this way, you can shoot some cooking videos that young people like to watch.
The key is that Feng Yifan can interact more with his family.
I believe Feng Ruoruo will really like such short video shooting, and then she can even let Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei participate.
This is a small activity in winter to reward the children after their dance performance.
Thinking of this, Feng Yifan couldn't help but smile.
Shi Jiahui looked at him laughing to himself, took a few steps closer and asked curiously: "Chef? What funny thing have you thought of? You look so happy."
Feng Yifan suddenly came to his senses, looked at Shi Jiahui and smiled even more happily.
Afterwards, he also told his senior sister some of his ideas.
After hearing this, Shi Jiahui immediately thought it was a very good idea, but at the same time she sighed helplessly.
"It's a pity that when my son and daughter were young, it was not as convenient to take videos as it is now. Otherwise, I could have taken my children to do such activities at that time to enhance the relationship with my son and daughter.
It is convenient now, but my son and daughter are both abroad and not around. "
Hearing what the senior sister said, Feng Yifan could still hear the sense of loss in her heart.
He thought for a moment and said, "Big Sister, how about I give you a holiday on New Year's Day? You can go abroad to visit my brother-in-law, nephews, and nieces?"
Shi Jiahui immediately said, "That won't work. New Year's Day is our busiest time. What will you do if I leave?"
Feng Yifan smiled and said, "I'm the head chef, and there are so many people in the kitchen. After you leave, let Ma Xiaolong and Lin Ruifeng do more work. And with Catherine here, I believe it will be easy to hold on during the New Year's Day holiday."
Shi Jiahui was still a little moved.
I have been staying in Su Ji for almost three months.
During these three months, Shi Jiahui watched Feng Yifan's family having fun every day, but she still missed her husband and children to some extent.
However, Shi Jiahui almost suppressed this longing deep in her heart and did not show it.
Now that it is New Year's Day, Shi Jiahui really misses his family even more.
Shi Jiahui not only missed her husband and children, but also missed her father.
During this period of time, Shi Jinbin has been helping Zhuang Daozhong collect Chinese cuisine menus from other regions, so it can be said that he is very busy.
But Shi Jiahui would miss her father very much and worry whether he was living well outside.
There was even a time when Shi Jiahui would call her father every night.
As a result, Shi Jinbin was called for several days in a row, and he said to her in a somewhat irritated tone: "Your dad is not a child. You and your siblings have not been around for so many years, and I am living a good life, right? Don't call me so often. I will definitely let you know if anything happens."
After being scolded by her father, Shi Jiahui had no choice but to stop calling every day these days.
But even without the phone calls, my longing for my family has not diminished in the slightest.
Now Feng Yifan’s proposal really made Shi Jiahui feel very good, and it made her want to try it even more.
However, when Shi Jiahui thought about the New Year's Day holiday that Su Ji was about to face, she was still reluctant to leave like this.
Feng Yifan saw that the elder sister was already moved, so he continued to persuade her: "Elder sister, you can really go. You really don't have to worry about this. I can definitely hold on. Besides, it's not like you won't come back after you go, right? It would be nice to have a good rest."
But Shi Jiahui finally didn't agree: "Okay, let's work first, I'll think about it."
Feng Yifan wanted to continue persuading, but was stopped by Shi Jiahui.
"As the head chef, why are you so fussy? Can you do your job properly? You promised to cook for Fan Chaodong's family, why don't you hurry up? Do you think it's appropriate to keep these elderly people waiting?"
After hearing what Shi Jiahui said, Feng Yifan was stunned for a moment, and could only agree: "Okay, I understand."
After he started to get busy, he suddenly came to his senses and said, "That's not right. I'm the chef."
Suddenly, several people in the kitchen couldn't help laughing.
Shi Jiahui also smiled and said, "Hahaha, you are the head chef, but I am the senior sister."
Feng Yifan could only start cooking for Fan Chaodong.
The dishes ordered by the elderly were all Su Ji's unique dishes. Perhaps in the eyes of others, these dishes were a bit difficult, but Feng Yifan still cooked them with ease, and each dish was cooked perfectly.
After finishing, Feng Yifan asked Ning Cheng to send them to the other side one plate at a time.
"Ning Cheng, be careful, don't drop the plate."
Ning Cheng agreed and said, "Yes, Master, don't worry."
This was not the first time Ning Cheng had done this, so he was very familiar with the process. He quickly carried the plates across the ancient street to the rice wine shop opposite and delivered the dishes.
Plate after plate of dishes were delivered to the rice wine shop, and the people queuing outside were all a little surprised.
Some people couldn't help but express their opinions, thinking that this was clearly queue cutting.
However, Su Ruoxi stood up and gave an explanation.
"Don't think you're cutting in line. The owner of the rice wine shop opposite is a friend of my family. Our rice wine is supplied by him, and every time we sell the wine first and then pay for it. Besides, the food tonight was delivered to them and did not occupy Su Ji's table, so it did not affect everyone's queue."
The proprietress came out to explain in person, so naturally the people in the queue couldn't say anything more.
But there are still people in the queue asking: "Boss, can we just take it away?"
Su Ruoxi said, "Sure, but are you queuing up at Su Ji just to take away? If you want to take it away, you can place your order directly outside, and then they will make it and send it to you."
After hearing this, the people in the queue started to discuss among themselves.
In the end, few people were willing to pack up the food and take it home.
It is obvious that young people come here specifically to queue up, hoping to eat inside Su Ji.
If we want to take away, we don’t know where to eat it
Of course, there are still some people who are willing to pack up and eat away.
Su Ruoxi asked Fang Lin to arrange for them to place their orders directly, and then the kitchen prepared their dishes one by one, packaged them and sent them out.
While Su Ji was busy, a few elderly people sat down in the rice wine shop owned by Fan Chaodong and Wang Cuifeng, drinking wine and tasting the dishes sent by Su Ji across the street.
"Authentic. Su Ji's taste is still so authentic after so many years."
"That's right, Yifan is back."
"That's true. In the years since Yifan left, Lao Su tried to recruit other apprentices, but none of them caught his eye. In the end, Lao Su had to do it all by himself."
"Now that Yifan is back, Su Ji's business is even more prosperous."
Fan Chaodong heard this and said, "It's not just Su Ji's business that's booming. Now the entire ancient street is booming. There are a lot of people coming and going every day, especially during festivals like now. There are so many people that it's hard to walk on the streets outside."
Wang Cuifeng said: "Yes, now our rice wine is sold in retail here, and the daily sales volume is not low."
After hearing what the couple said, the elders all happily expressed their admiration for Feng Yifan.
"I really have to admire Yifan for being able to drive the entire street by himself."
"The key is that Yifan's craftsmanship is good."
"That's for sure. Yifan's skills are indeed better than his master's."
"I'm afraid the daily turnover of Su Ji and Ruo restaurants is not low now, right?"
Fan Chaodong pointed at the line of people outside and said, "Look at the people queuing at the door, you can tell that the daily turnover is not low. The key is that there are queues at noon and in the evening every day at Su Ji, especially at noon, when there are more people eating noodles at Su Ji than at night."
Mr. Zhang laughed and said, "Hahaha, of course. It's more convenient to eat noodles at noon."
Another old man said: "I still remember that when Master Su Quansheng was here, Su Ji's noodles were also very popular at noon, and the noodles still had to be weighed at that time."
The old people immediately recalled the past and started talking about it one by one.
"Yes, at that time, two liang of noodles, with different toppings, only cost a few dollars."
"A few dollars came later. At the beginning, a bowl only cost a few cents."
"What era was it when a few cents was used? Let's not talk about the old days."
"Hahaha, you were young at that time, so you don't remember anything, so you don't want to say it, right?"
"Hey, you guys, you talk like you were that old back then."
"Well, I'm definitely older than you anyway."
"Come on, everyone was wearing open-crotch pants back then, so who was bigger?"
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The words of the old men also made Fan Chaodong and Wang Cuifeng laugh. They felt that these old men were just like children, still talking about the time when they wore open-crotch pants.
But if you think about it carefully, these old people have witnessed the rise and fall of the ancient street.
I have tasted the craftsmanship of three generations of chefs at Su Ji, starting from Su Quansheng.
Wang Cuifeng thought for a while and asked, "I have a question for you elders. I hope you can give me an answer."
The old people had already drunk a lot at this time, and they all looked up at Wang Cuifeng.
Wang Cuifeng hesitated for a moment and asked, "Who do you think is the best chef among the three generations of Su Ji, from my grandfather to Yifan now?"
This question stumped several elderly people.
The old people looked at each other, and no one was willing to answer for a moment.
Seeing this, Fan Chaodong said to his wife, "Why are you asking such nonsense? It has been passed down for three generations, so the craftsmanship must be good. How can there be any good or bad ones?"
Wang Cuifeng curled her lips and said, "This is just curiosity."
The old men were silent for a while, but finally they started talking about their feelings.
"Actually, at our age, who can still remember exactly what Master Su Quansheng's dishes tasted like after all these years?"
"Yes, I may still have a little impression of it deep in my memory, but as for the specific taste, I may have forgotten it a long time ago."
"But I still have to say that Su Quansheng is a true master, and his craftsmanship is truly impeccable."
"Then let's talk about Su Jinrong. He is quite conventional. He can strictly restore the taste of those traditional dishes, and his cooking skills are not bad at all."
"I can testify to this. If Jinrong had not left Su Ji, his cooking skills would definitely make him a top chef if he were employed in a restaurant outside, or even in some big hotels outside of the city at the same time. When I was young, I went to many places and ate in many hotels, and there were not many chefs with Jinrong's skills."
"Finally, let's talk about Feng Yifan. What about him? He's a genius."
"Hahaha, I was just about to say this. He is indeed a genius."
"Look, these dishes all seem to be traditional, but he has made some adjustments to the seasoning. Don't disbelieve me, you may order the same dish from many other restaurants and it will taste almost the same, but when you come to Su Ji and eat what Feng Yifan makes, it will taste completely different."
Fan Chaodong also said: "It's true. I sent wine to other places before and ate some dishes similar to Su Ji's there, but the taste was really different."
Mr. Zhang said: "This is not just a matter of craftsmanship. The key is that Yifan has created his own unique characteristics for this dish at Su Ji."
Wang Cuifeng asked: "So, do you think Feng Yifan is more powerful?"
The old people shook their heads together.
"It's not that he's better, it's that he doesn't stick to tradition."
"Yes, he has his own style and his own characteristics."
"He learned traditional things, but created his own flavor based on tradition, which is what makes him different."
“That’s why we think he’s a genius.”
After listening to what the elders said, Fan Chaodong and Wang Cuifeng thought about it carefully and both felt that "genius" was a relatively accurate evaluation of Feng Yifan.
The old people continued to drink, eat Su Ji’s dishes and talk about their past.
Most of them are related to Su Ji and the ancient street outside.
After all, for the elderly, they have lived near the ancient street for most of their lives. They are very familiar with everything here and are very happy to see that the ancient street has become prosperous again.
For the elderly, being able to eat Su Ji’s dishes makes them feel satisfied and happy.