Hardcore Chef Dad

Su Ji's table was already full, there were many people waiting to pack at the door, and the small restaurant was really overcrowded.

At this time, Yang Zhiyi was late and found that standing at the door seemed a bit unable to get in.

Standing at the door for a moment, Yang Zhiyi couldn't help but muttered, "Is there really such a good business? Isn't this too exaggerated?"

Just at this time, Yang Zhigang's barbecue restaurant opened and he saw his cousin standing in front of Su Ji.

Yang Zhigang walked over with a yawn, stretched out his hand and hooked his shoulders to his cousin and said, "Su Ji's business is getting better and better. I tell you, this is because Yifan did not have several takeaway platforms."

Yang Zhiyi was a little surprised when he heard his cousin's words: "What? Has Su Ji not been on the food delivery platform yet?"

Yang Zhigang nodded: "Yes, you can check it yourself. There are no Su Ji on several takeaway platforms."

Yang Zhiyi really took out his mobile phone and took a look, and found that there was no Su Ji on the food delivery platform.

This made him feel a little surprised: "Chef Feng is also true, why not log on to the food delivery platform? That way, the business will definitely be better, and it will bring a lot of customers farther away."

Yang Zhigang shook his head and said, "You don't understand, sometimes it may not be a good thing to log in to the food delivery platform."

Yang Zhiyi looked at his cousin strangely: "Isn't it a good thing?"

Yang Zhigang nodded: "Of course, the takeaway platform has to make a rake. Now that the rake fee is getting higher and higher, why do you want to cooperate with the takeaway platform for stores like Su Ji that have their own traffic?"

Yang Zhiyi looked at his cousin and asked, "Brother, are you on a takeaway platform in your home?"

Yang Zhigang said nonchalantly: "I'm not going to do it. My barbecue is to be grilled and eaten. It won't taste good if you take it back."

When my cousin said so, Yang Zhiyi thought about it, and it seemed that Su Ji was in the same situation.

Many of Su Ji’s dishes are actually not suitable for packaging. Yang Zhiyi, who has already packaged several times, feels deeply that it tastes best in the store.

After packing it back, some dishes will have a bad taste even if they are reheated after being left for a period of time. Moreover, Yang Zhiyi felt that most people would not order takeaways just to eat Su Kee’s dishes.

As for Su Ji’s noon fried rice and Yifu noodles, judging from the current Su Ji’s hot business, there is no need to cooperate with any takeaway platform.

People are already overcrowded, and there are diners who come to pack them by themselves.

If you don’t worry about selling, why bother to cooperate with a food delivery platform?

Yang Zhigang looked at Su Ji’s business and couldn’t help being very envious: “Oh, if my family can have this business, I really feel like I can wake up in my dreams. I can’t wait to do it in 24 hours.

When Yang Zhiyi heard his cousin's words, he immediately smiled and said, "Hahaha, brother, so Feng Yifan is a chef. You can't attract so many customers."

Yang Zhigang asked strangely: "What do you mean by this? You can't mock your brother, right?"

Yang Zhiyi said stiffly: "Yes, brother, think about it, if Feng Yifan really does what you said, 24 hours a day, can he still guarantee the taste and quality of the dishes?"

One sentence stopped Yang Zhigang.

Yang Zhiyi went on to say: “Every serving of Feng Yifan’s fried rice and every bowl of noodles is full, the ingredients for the fried rice are absolutely fresh, and the toppings of those noodles, from the soup to the ingredients, are made every day.

Only in this way can he guarantee the quality of fried rice and Yifu noodles. If he cooks them 24 hours a day, how can he guarantee the same quality? "

Yang Zhiyi's words made Yang Zhigang suddenly understand.

"Well, you are right, the business is so good, it is indeed inseparable from the materials used by Yifan. Only by ensuring the quality, can we attract enough diners who are willing to eat every day."

Several diners lined up at the door, hearing the Yang brothers chatting here, some people couldn't help but leaned in and said something.

"This brother is right, Su Kee's fried rice and noodles are really unique."

"No, since I ate it, I would rather run over to eat at noon than order takeaway."

"If you want to eat takeaway, you also come here to buy it and take it back. Who wants to order it on the platform?"

"Yes, right, the food on the platform now tastes worse and worse."

"It's not all bad, there are some delicious shops, but the price is not cheap."

"So, it's better to take two steps at noon and come to Su Ji to eat the best."

"Yeah, it's a good exercise by the way."

"Hahaha, I think so too, otherwise I would sit all day at work and have no time to exercise at all. Taking advantage of lunch time at noon, take a few steps to move my body."

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Yang Zhigang was really envious when he heard the diners lining up at the door.

Which boss would not want to be able to win such praise from customers? Change your habits in order to come for lunch?

It's a pity that Yang Zhigang also understands that in terms of cooking, he is really incomparable with Feng Yifan.

Just as Yang Zhigang and Yang Zhiyi were chatting at the door, there was still a steady stream of diners coming in front of Su Ji's door.

In the kitchen, Feng Yifan and Lin Ruifeng were really busy. Of course, Feng Yifan is a bit more busy, and Lin Ruifeng helps out most of the time.

For example, cook the noodles in advance and quickly arrange the toppings in the bowl after the toppings are out of the pot.

Now this kind of cooperation between the master and the apprentice is becoming more and more tacit, especially during the busiest time of noon, when Feng Yifan turns on all the stoves behind, and when he is doing his best to cook, the cooperation of the apprentice Lin Ruifeng is extremely critical.

Of course, after so many days of training, Lin Ruifeng has also adapted to the master's rhythm.

When cooking the noodles, you can control the heat, and put it out of the pot and put it in a bowl.

Even Lin Ruifeng, under the guidance of Feng Yifan, can now cook several bowls of noodles at once.

When fished out, Lin Ruifeng can also be very accurate, ensuring that the amount of noodles in each bowl is sufficient, and there is almost no deviation in general.

In this way, Lin Ruifeng was able to produce about three or four bowls of noodles at a time.

Coupled with it, Feng Yifan makes several toppings for the pot at the same time, just enough to serve three or four bowls at a time.

Lin Ruifeng's efficiency is actually a bit worse than Feng Yifan. Because once again he looked under the master, he could cook ten bowls of noodles in a big iron bucket at a time, and he could make ten bowls without any difference.

When witnessing that scene, Lin Ruifeng really only admired Master from the bottom of his heart.

Of course, Feng Yifan can't make ten bowls of noodles directly, mainly because he needs to cook toppings.

So only let Lin Ruifeng come, three to four bowls at a time, and at most five bowls at a time.

This is due to the fact that there may be two to three bowls of Yifu noodles with the same toppings.

If the toppings are all different, the master and apprentice can have up to four bowls at a time.

Because there are only six stoves in the kitchen, one of which needs to cook noodles, and the other may need to prepare fried rice at any time, only four stoves can be used for toppings at the same time.

However, with four bowls at a time, the efficiency has been greatly improved, and it is enough to cope with the previous business.

After all, although there are many people eating at noon, they usually come in waves, and there is always a staggered point in time.

No, when a group of diners lined up outside and left, Su Ji gradually became quite empty.

Seeing that there are not so many people, Yang Zhiyi asked Yang Zhigang next to him: "Brother, why don't you go in for lunch together?"

Yang Zhigang patted his cousin and said, "You go first, I haven't brushed my teeth and washed my face yet."

Yang Zhiyi immediately pinched his nose when he heard the words and distanced himself from his cousin, with a look of disgust: "Brother, you are too exaggerated. It's already noon, and you haven't even brushed your teeth and washed your face."

Yang Zhigang saw the appearance of his cousin and said dumbfounded: "Do you think I want to? My barbecue shop is all night business. Yesterday I was busy and closed at almost three o'clock. When I go to bed, it will be almost four o'clock. It's good to get up at noon. ."

Yang Zhiyi also understood the hardship of his cousin, nodded and said, "Okay, then you should brush your teeth and wash your face quickly and come over for dinner."

Yang Zhigang replied, "Okay, you can help me get a bowl of braised beef brisket Yifu noodles, I'll come in a while."

Yang Zhiyi agreed and stepped forward to Su Ji.

When entering the door, Yang Zhiyi first said to Su Ruoxi at the cashier: "Madame, if you have two bowls of noodles, you will have to braise sirloin."

Su Ruoxi raised her head when she saw Yang Zhiyi and immediately said, "Why are you here? Xixi and her mother have already eaten upstairs. You can sit down first. The braised beef brisket may have to wait."

Yang Zhiyi smiled and said, "It's okay, my brother is still brushing his teeth and washing his face next door, we are not in a hurry."

Turning his head and glanced at the restaurant, there were still a lot of people. Yang Zhiyi added, "We won't take up any seats. I'll take it to my brother's restaurant next door to eat."

Su Ruoxi nodded and said: "It's okay, then you go first? Wait, I will let Xiaolin send it to you?"

Yang Zhiyi immediately said, "No need, no, I'll wait here, serve it myself, do it myself, so I won't bother Xiaolin."

Su Ruoxi agreed and quickly wrote it down on the list. Then she cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks on the table first, and was about to mention the back kitchen, and by the way gave the order to her husband in the kitchen.

When Yang Zhiyi saw this situation, he naturally took the initiative to help.

After snatching the bucket for cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, Yang Zhiyi quickly helped to clean up the dishes and chopsticks. Yang Zhiyi carried the bucket and reached out to Su Ruoxi, "Give me the order, too. I'll take it in together."

Su Ruoxi was a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Yang Zhiyi laughed: "What are you polite, my wife and children are all upstairs, shouldn't I help?"

Su Ruoxi laughed when she heard this, and handed the order to Yang Zhiyi.

After receiving the order, Yang Zhiyi took the order and walked to the back kitchen with the bucket.

Entering the back kitchen, Yang Zhiyi saw that the master and apprentice in the kitchen were busy, and immediately shouted: "Chef Feng, your business is coming again. It seems that Chef Feng is about to be too busy to come. Do you need help? "

When Feng Yifan heard the voice, he immediately knew that it was Yang Zhiyi. He didn't even look back, and didn't even pay attention to it.

But Lin Ruifeng said, "Brother Yang, you had better say a few words. When Master is working, it is most annoying for others to talk nonsense."

Yang Zhiyi dared not say any more, and took the initiative to pass the order to Lin Ruifeng, and then he began to take a look, is there anything he can do to help?

But Yang Zhiyi looked around for a long time and found that he couldn't get in at all, and he was even a little redundant in the kitchen.

Standing in the kitchen, I could see that Feng Yifan was still able to control the five stoves alone.

Four of the five pots on the stove are cooking different toppings.

There is also a pot, and Feng Yifan can find time to fry a fried rice.

During the whole process, Yang Zhiyi, who was standing on the side, looked dazzled, and felt that Feng Yifan's hands were all phantoms, and there was really no panic at all.

Among the six stoves, the only one that is relatively idle is the stove Lin Ruifeng is responsible for cooking noodles.

There is a big iron pot on the stove. The water in the iron pot is always boiling. Lin Ruishan will cook it according to the order.

There is a faucet next to the large pot on the stove, and the pot can be filled with cold water at any time to ensure sufficient water in the pot.

Lin Ruifeng put down a lot of noodles at a time, cooked them and fished them out with a large net spoon. Then it will be very precise and will be divided into each bowl, and then all will be handed to the cooking table behind the master.

The next step is for Feng Yifan to make toppings and pour different toppings on the surface.

With the cooperation of the master and apprentice, the whole process went smoothly, without any stagnation.

Four bowls of noodles come out at once, and then Feng Yifan will continue to cut the ingredients and make the toppings for the next wave of noodles, and Lin Ruifeng will continue to cook the noodles over there.

When Feng Yifan cut the ingredients to make new toppings, he turned his head and glanced at Yang Zhiyi who was standing there in a daze: "Aren't you going to help? I just brought out the four bowls of noodles with numbers on them. Don't send them wrong."

Originally, this job belonged to Lin Ruifeng, and it happened to be in the middle of the noodle cooking, and he could go to serve the diners outside.

You can also clean up the dishes and chopsticks outside by the way, and the toppings are almost ready when you come back to Master. Lin Ruifeng is just right to start cooking noodles.

However, it was busy today, and Yang Zhiyi also took the initiative to ask for help. Feng Yifan simply gave Yang Zhiyi the job, and he and Lin Ruifeng could also rest behind.

Yang Zhiyi was taken aback for a while and quickly agreed: "Okay, no problem, isn't it just for dinner? I'll come."

A bowl was served with a tray, and Yang Zhiyi turned around with the tray in his hand and prepared to go out.

Looking at Yang Zhiyi's back, Feng Yifan did not forget to remind him: "Don't forget, by the way, tidy up the bowls and chopsticks in front."

Yang Zhiyi had already walked to the door and immediately responded, "Okay, rest assured."

But after speaking ~www.readwn.com~Yang Zhiyi suddenly encountered a problem, that is, he found that he was holding the tray and couldn't open the door of the back kitchen in front of him.

He wanted to stretch his feet to kick open the door, but found that the tray was too wide, and his feet couldn't kick the door open.

You have to use the tray to open the door directly. It feels like there is always a kind of too much force. The four bowls of noodles on the tray will spill.

Standing at the door hesitating for a long time, Yang Zhiyi still shouted helplessly to the kitchen: "Who, Xiaolin, can you come over and help me? I don't seem to be able to open this door."

Hearing this, the master and apprentice in the kitchen looked at each other, really a little bit dumbfounded.

In the end, Lin Ruifeng ran over to help open the door, and taught Yang Zhiyi: "Brother Yang, when you go out with a tray, walk to the door and turn your back, use your younger generation to open the door, and then turn around after going out. ."

Yang Zhiyi was taught a lot, and he tried it out before he realized: "Oh, that's how it is."

Don't dare to delay too much, after Yang Zhiyi understood, he hurried to serve the guests.