Hardcore Chef Dad

　　Suji small restaurant, Feng Yifan is busy in the back kitchen, plates of oily fried rice, and bowls of noodles with various soup bases are presented one after another.

　　 The old diners and the bosses who came to have lunch on the old street saw fried rice and noodle soup, and they were full of praise before eating one of them.

　　 When Su Ji was busy, two men in famous brand suits stepped into the small restaurant.

　　 After entering the door, one of the men who was obviously an attendant swept a circle and whispered to the younger man in front of him: "Mr. Su, it seems that there is no place anymore."

　　 The man did not reply, but searched for it himself, and finally stepped to the table of Meng Shitong and the others.

　　 "Excuse me, can I make a table here?"

　　 Meng Shitong and others were still waiting for their noodles. Hearing the words, they raised their heads and looked at two well-dressed men who seemed incompatible with the noon atmosphere of the small restaurant.

　　 Among them, Meng Shitong took a closer look and recognized the man who opened his mouth to put together the table.

　　 But before Meng Shitong speaks, the photographer who talks a lot first said: "Sit down, everyone here is a table at noon."

　　 The photographer said that, in fact, he saw two people dressed up in suits and leather shoes, and determined that they would not be willing to sit down. He even deliberately raised his legs in front of them.

　　 As a result, to the photographer's surprise, the questioning man just sat down.

　　 hesitated for a while before reluctantly sitting down next to the photographer.

　　 After sitting down, the attendant couldn't help but whispered: "President Su, there must be nothing delicious in this kind of place, let's go to Fujinglou, in fact, we have already prepared it there."

　　The visitor is no one else, but Su Lanxin’s son, Su Ruoxi’s cousin, Su Liancheng.

　　 After hearing the secretary's words, Su Liancheng smiled and said, "Don't have to be so troublesome at noon. Just eat here."

　　 Su Ruoxi also came over at this time. Although she felt that the two people's suits and leather shoes were indeed a bit too formal, she still kindly reminded: "Two people, we only have fried rice and noodles at noon, so..."

　　 Sure enough, hearing this, the secretary who followed Su Liancheng was a little unhappy: "Aren't you a restaurant? Why are there only fried rice and noodles?"

　　 I was very rude when I heard talking to the class. All the people in the small restaurant looked over, and the men looked very bad.

　　 But without waiting for everyone to speak, Su Liancheng directly criticized: "Shut up, if you don't want to eat, just roll into the car and wait. If you dare to talk nonsense, stop following me tomorrow."

　　 was reprimanded, and the secretary to the class suddenly did not dare to say more, and sat aside consensually.

　　 Su Liancheng smiled and said to Su Ruoxi: "Sorry, there are only fried rice and noodles at noon, right?"

　　 Seeing Su Ruoxi nodded, Su Liancheng then asked, "Is it Yangzhou fried rice?"

　　Su Ruoxi nodded again, Su Liancheng looked around, looked at the fried rice in front of others, and said, "Then give me two fried rice, one gold wrapped in silver, and one broken gold."

　　 Su Ruoxi was a little surprised when he heard Su Liancheng order such fried rice, and Meng Shitong and others at the same table were also a little surprised.

　　 As for the old diners in the small restaurant and other shop owners on the street, they all looked at Su Liancheng in surprise.

　　 He Yaqian finally couldn't help asking: "What kind of gold and silver? What kind of broken gold? Don't you order fried rice?"

　　 Su Ruoxi recovered at this time and explained to He Yaqian: "It's a type of fried rice."

　　 Now it is the old Zhangtou who must come at noon and evening almost every day. He picked up the fried rice that he had eaten in front of him and said, "Hey, this is the broken golden fried rice."

　　 Hearing this, He Yaqian and the others couldn't help but look over there, a little bit wanting to look over, and a little bit embarrassed.

　　 When ordering food at noon, Meng Shitong and others learned that there was only fried rice and noodles at noon. They thought that fried rice was too homely, so they ordered "Yifu Noodles" which is said to be convenient for the front, instead of Su Ji's fried rice.

　　 Now that Meng Shitong and the others have not expected that there are so many specialties in the seemingly ordinary fried rice.

　　 Know that Meng Shitong and the others came to shoot Su Ji, to promote Su Ji. Seeing that they wanted to see, but embarrassed to leaned over, Old Zhang head smiled and said, "If you want to see, come and see, or you can order two copies and compare them."

　　 Old Zhang Tou carefully fiddled with the fried rice with a spoon, and showed Meng Shitong and the others: "See? This egg is going to be fried into flocculent, mixed with rice, this is called broken gold."

　　 He Yaqian took a closer look, and then asked, "What about gold and silver?"

　　 The old Zhang head smiled and said, "Golden-coated silver, which means that every grain of fried rice is wrapped in egg, golden egg liquid, and the rice is white, so it is gold-coated silver."

　　 When Lao Zhang introduced the head, Su Ruoxi looked at the two men in suits to confirm: "Two fried rice? One gold wrapped in silver and one broken gold, right?"

　　 Just as Su Liancheng was about to nod his head, suddenly the door of the back kitchen opened, and Feng Yifan came out with a large tray holding a few bowls of hot noodles.

　　 Feng Yifan just came to Su Liancheng's table, put the big tray on the table, and handed a bowl of noodles to Meng Shitong and others.

　　 "Sanxian Yifu noodles, chicken soup Yifu noodles, this one is fish head soup, and the braised beef that our handsome photographer wants."

　　 Su Liancheng was taken aback when he heard Feng Yifan report it. Then he stood up a little excited, looking at the face in front of Meng Shitong and the others, gradually agitated.

　　 After looking around, Su Liancheng turned his head and asked Feng Yifan: "This is Yifu noodles?"

　　 When Feng Yifan came out, he saw two new guests in suits and ties sitting at Meng Shitong's table.

　　 At this time, he took a close look at Su Liancheng, and immediately recognized him.

　　 After repenting in his previous life, Feng Yifan, who has been working hard to fight against Su Lanxin Catering Group, how could he not know Su Liancheng?

　　 However, he glanced at his wife and father-in-law and didn't say anything. Feng Yifan concluded that Su Liancheng should not have indicated his identity.

　　, instead of my mother, came to test me?

　　 Take a look at my cooking skills?

　　 Seeing that Feng Yifan didn’t answer~www.readwn.com~Su Liancheng also realized that he was a little excited, and adjusted his emotions before asking: "Boss, are you Yifu noodles?"

　　 Feng Yifan looked still, did not reveal the identity of the other party, and nodded calmly: "Yes, it's Yifu noodles."

　　 Then, Su Liancheng said, "Okay, then I want to have another bowl of Yifu noodles with chicken soup."

　　 Su Ruoxi then helped to add: "They want a piece of gold covered silver, a piece of broken gold, and a bowl of chicken soup Yifu noodles they just ordered."

　　 Hearing the other party's order, Feng Yifan's heart became more determined. The other party came to test his craft for Su Lanxin.

　　 For this kind of temptation, Feng Yifan naturally doesn't care. In his previous life, he could finally defeat your mother and son. In this life, he is more fearless of you, so that you can see what real craftsmanship is.

　　 Feng Yifan smiled and said to Su Liancheng: "Okay, then you sit down first, and you will come right away."

　　 As he turned and left, Feng Yifan reminded Meng Shitong and others: "You must eat the noodles while they are hot."

　　 The photographer who was working hard to shoot, heard this and wanted to sit down and eat, but was stopped by Meng Shitong: "Don't worry, you take all these photos first, these are all material."

He Yaqian immediately thought of something and said, "Ah, by the way, didn’t Chef Feng say that he can photograph his fried rice? Go quickly and take pictures of the gold-coated silver and broken gold, such a hard-core thing. , It’s definitely more attractive."

　　 The photographer was stunned, and then cried and said, "Two sisters, can you let me have a bite of noodles first?"

　　 Meng Shitong and He Yaqian replied in unison: "No."

　　 Finally, under the urging of Meng Shitong and He Yaqian, the photographer took a deep look at the face in front of him. With tears in his mouth and swallowing, he followed Feng Yifan and walked towards the kitchen.