Hardcore Chef Dad

Guo Hong was very satisfied with this lunch. She didn't expect Feng Yifan to be able to make a bowl of noodles or a small dish of choy sum so well.

At this moment, Guo Hong understood for the first time why Feng Yifan was so popular during this time.

It is because even if he is setting up a stall, even if the ingredients on his hand are limited, Feng Yifan will still make every meal with his heart.

And he used this physical practice to influence his little apprentice.

The most important thing is that the dish of choy sum and the bowl of noodles, seemingly unpretentious but can be easily squeezed, this may be the real master style.

Guo Hong stood up and looked at Feng Yifan.

A burly man, standing there with a chef's costume, looks unusually handsome.

It's not that Feng Yifan looks so handsome, but his temperament makes people feel very comfortable.

Guo Hong looked carefully at it again and said, "I feel that if Chef Feng is not a cook, this figure should be able to be a great dancer."

Hearing this, Feng Ruoruo suddenly exclaimed: "Ah, can Dad dance?"

Feng Yifan said quickly: "Dad can't dance."

Yang Xiaoxi stepped forward and said, "But Mr. Guo just now said that Father Feng can make a great dancer."

Chen Yaofei stood up and said to two good friends: "No, Mr. Guo said that if Dad Feng is not a chef, he can become a dancer, not Dad Feng can dance."

Feng Ruoruo hurriedly said: "No, dad wants to be a cook, dad wants to be the best and best cook, and I have to make delicious food for me, Xixi and Fei Fei."

Su Ruoxi smiled and said, "You know how to eat this little thing."

Feng Ruoruo pursed her mouth and turned her head and said, "No, mom likes to eat too. We all like to eat the dishes made by dad, so dad just wants to be a good cook."

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Okay, okay, Teacher Guo is praising Dad for his good figure."

Then Feng Yifan said to Guo Hong: "In fact, Mr. Guo is absurd. My figure is nothing. My body is too strong because I have been living in the kitchen for a long time. Where can I dance?"

Guo Hong smiled and said, "Chef Feng, don't be humble. Many professional fitness personnel may not be able to match your body. You are really tendons."

Feng Yifan went on to say: "Well, Teacher Guo, you are really embarrassed when you are complimenting me."

Feng Ruoruo looked up at his father's face and said, "Dad, you don't even blush, why are you embarrassed?"

Being told by his daughter like this, Feng Yifan was really speechless, only a wry smile on his face.

He stretched out his hand and squeezed his daughter's face: "You little thing, you like to talk, you talk the most."

Feng Ruoruo took off her father's hand and said, "Dad, you are so bad.

Feng Yifan hurriedly said: "Okay, don't pinch, are Ruoruo, Xixi, and Feifei eating well at noon today? Are you satisfied?"

Upon this question, Yang Xiaoxi said immediately: "Okay, Father Feng's lunch for lunch is delicious."

Chen Yaofei followed and said, "Yes, that's right, Father Feng cooks the best food."

Feng Ruoruo pouted and said, "Dad pinched Ruoruo's face, so Ruoruo doesn't like Dad."

Feng Yifan squatted down, put his daughter in his arms and said, "Okay, it's because my father is not good. If you don't want to be angry with your father, your father apologizes to Ruoruo."

Having said that, pulling his daughter into his arms, Feng Yifan kissed his daughter's little cheek.

This kiss made Feng Ruoruo feel very embarrassed.

With his little head buried in his father's arms, Feng Ruoruo said embarrassedly: "Oh, father, why do you want to be so close, so many people are watching."

Feng Yifan smiled and said to his daughter: "Because my father likes Ruoruo, so my father wants to kiss Ruoruo."

Su Ruoxi finally couldn't stand it anymore: "Okay, let's take a look at your father and daughter. So many people are there. It depends on your father and daughter being tired and crooked here, and I am not afraid that teacher Guo sees a joke."

Guo Hong smiled and nodded: "It's okay. My daughters are all related to my dad. My little niece is also very close to my brother. By the way, it's your sister Guo, who is Chef Feng's little fan. Every night I have to eat Chef Feng’s small wontons."

Feng Yifan heard this and stood up and asked, "Oh? Really? Who is it?"

Feng Ruoruo quickly said: "It's Sister Guo, Sister Guo Jingyi."

Feng Yifan suddenly said, "Oh, it turned out to be Guo Jingyi? That little girl is very cute, very smart, and has good grades, and she is very gentle and elegant."

Guo Hong listened and said: "Jingyi is a good boy, but she is too mad. She buried herself in books all day long. I always wanted her to learn to dance with me, but she just didn't want to."

President Fang suddenly said at this time: "Every child has his own preferences. You can't force others to like your things. If the child doesn't like it, don't force it."

It's a pity for Li Fei'er: "It's a pity to have an aunt like Teacher Guo who doesn't like dancing."

The director Fang smiled and said: "Every child has something they like. I heard that Guo Jingyi's grades are very good, and the composition is also very good, so we must respect the children, maybe in the future Jingyi will become What about a female writer?"

Guo Hong said dumbfounded: "Teacher Fang, you really praise her. She just likes to write those things. It is not easy to become a female writer."

Feng Yifan suddenly said: "Art is figured out. Teacher Guo can become a dancer, and it is also possible for a niece to become a writer."

Guo Hong smiled and said: "I will pass this sentence back to Jingyi, she will be very happy."

While we were chatting here, suddenly a group of people came to the booth over there and clamored.

Feng Yifan heard the sound and looked over, and saw a few people clamoring in front of the booth. It seemed that some people wanted to come here to make trouble.

Feng Yifan confessed to Guo Hong and Director Fang, and then walked over to the stall.

When I came to the booth, I heard several young people clamoring around the booth.

"Who are you? Didn't you say that this is Feng Yifan Feng's stall? Why are you such a hairy kid? Why are you here?"

"That's right, who are you? Can you cook for Chef Feng?"

"Hurry up and call in Chef Feng. We want to eat Chef Feng's hands."

"Right right, hurry up."

After listening to this clamor, before the apprentice could speak, Feng Yifan stood by and spoke: "Sorry, I don't want to cook for you, and we don't want to do your business, please leave."

A group of people turned their heads to look at Feng Yifan. The young ones wanted to do it directly, but seeing Feng Yifan's height and figure made them a little bit afraid to go.

The most important thing is that Feng Yifan's flat head, coupled with a rather fierce face, is really a bit fierce and not angry.

Faced with this situation, Xiaoyoung didn't dare to scream, but couldn't swallow this breath again.

A young big boy stepped forward and said, "We came here to eat because of your reputation as Chef Feng. If you don't do it for us yourself, isn't it just cheating us?"

Feng Yifan pointed to the sign on the cart: "You can see for yourself, what is my name here?"

The young man replied: "Su Ji stall."

Feng Yifan nodded: "Yes, Su Ji's stall, I didn't write about my Feng Yifan's stall, so of course I can do it here, it can be made by my apprentice, or even anyone from Su Ji."

Several young people were taken aback when they heard this.

Then a young man said: "Then we just want to eat Chef Feng, you make it yourself. If you don't make it, we won't eat it."

Feng Yifan nodded and said, "Yes, if you don't eat, then please leave."

After saying this, Feng Yifan simply ignored the group of young people, turned around and left.

Seeing Feng Yifan turned around and left, the group of young people was really surprised, but for a while, no one dared to stop Feng Yifan.

At this moment, a girl in Xiaoyou said: "You are really a group of counselors. So many people are scared by someone alone."

As soon as the girl’s voice fell, Su Ruoxi walked over and said, “You are a young girl who is soliciting discord here. Don’t you think you’re very inferior? If they are a group of boys who are instigated by you, they will really do it, even if they are If so many of them have won, what benefits can you get if they all enter the Public Security Bureau?"

Upon hearing Su Ruoxi's words, a group of young people turned to look at Su Ruoxi, and then the boys all looked at the girls again.

And Su Ruoxi went on to say: "And I don't think that these little guys can really beat my husband. Would you like to let them try it together?"

When Feng Yifan heard his wife's words, he was a little bit dumbfounded: "You who are a wife, are you looking forward to a fight with your husband?"

Su Ruoxi glared at her husband and said, "What's the matter? Are you afraid that you won't be able to beat these young boys?"

Feng Yifan stretched out his hand to pull his wife to his side and said, "I can't beat them. Don't you think I'm a little bit bullying these children? They are still children. We must give them a chance to reform, and we can't kill them at every turn. Kill, you can't let them go further and further down the wrong path."

A group of young people listened to Feng Yifan while watching Feng Yifan and Su Ruoxi holding hands.

Xiaoyoung didn't expect that the couple would be able to spread dog food in public.

This sudden dog food made the young people out of reach.

Then Feng Yifan looked at the young people and said: "Okay, you can go quickly, don't want to eat, don't block here, I have a lot of customers here."

A group of young people recovered for a while, and then looked at each other one by one.

In the end, a boy stood up and said, "Then let's eat. This noon is almost over. We have no place to eat except at Chef Feng."

Feng Yifan replied calmly: "If you want to eat here, let my apprentice do it. I'm not free now."

After that, Feng Yifan took his wife's hand and turned around and left.

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Seeing the couple turn and leave hand in hand, the youngsters looked at each other again, but in the end they could only give up and continue to struggle and order food obediently in front of the stall.

Lin Ruifeng still remained calm, because these days, there have been too many things like this.

Usually he can handle it himself, that is, if he doesn't want to eat what he makes, please leave.

But today there are so many young people here, and he is a little bit unbearable. The key is to be afraid of young people making trouble in front of the stall.

In the end, the master came forward and suppressed the young man's arrogance in a few words.

Make a few things that are small and younger and pass them to them.

Lin Ruifeng couldn't help feeling a bit disappointed when he saw Master playing with his daughter over there.

After hesitating for a while, he turned to ask Zhao Daxia: "Sister Zhao, do you say I am too honest? So people are not afraid of me? You dare to shout loudly when you see my master, don't you dare to speak loudly when you see my master?"

Zhao Daxia raised her head, looked at Lin Ruifeng's decadent look, and couldn't help laughing.

"You kid, why must others be afraid of you? Can't you let others be impressed by your craftsmanship?"

Lin Ruifeng was taken aback by this sentence.

Zhao Daxia went on to say: "Your master is a very burly person, with a sense of oppression in his body. When he stops there, he will give people a kind of oppression, so many people may be scared when facing him. You want It's actually a bit difficult like your master."

Lin Ruifeng said unconvincedly: "I can also train to be as strong as the master."

Zhao Daxia smiled and shook her head: "You can't practice, your innate conditions don't allow it."

Hearing this, Lin Ruifeng couldn't help feeling some loss and low self-esteem. He understood that Zhao Daxia was talking about height.

Indeed, Master's height of 185 meters, coupled with his sturdy physique, is really oppressive, making people completely unable to show fierceness in front of him.

Lin Ruifeng is only 1.7 meters tall, even if his body is very strong, there is no way to feel oppressive like Master.

Zhao Daxia continued and said: "What about you, don't think about training your body, you should learn what your master taught you well, and learn solidly. If you can cook your master's dishes and speak with your hand, you will naturally No worse than your master, and no one dares to question you."

Lin Ruifeng replied, "I understand."

But there is still some dissatisfaction in my heart.

He hopes to be like Master in all aspects, or one day someone will say that he is like Master.

But Lin Ruifeng also understood that perhaps he would never catch up with Master.

Almost when Lin Ruifeng was a little lost, a few more diners came and saw that it was not Feng Yifan who was standing in the stall, but turned around and left.

Seeing this scene, Lin Ruifeng was even more shocked and Qin Xu was even more depressed.

For the next period of time ~www.readwn.com~ Lin Ruifeng was listless, and even seemed weak to turn the fried rice.

Zhao Daxia watched from the sidelines, and couldn't help reminding: "What are you kid doing? Do you want your master to come and teach you? Fried rice well."

After being reminded by Zhao Daxia, Lin Ruifeng suddenly woke up, and hurriedly prepared the fried rice and handed it to the guests, but the loss of heart still did not fade.

Just when Lin Ruifeng was depressed and showed a kind of suspicion about himself, a young man who had made trouble before came over, stood outside the window and gave Lin Ruifeng a thumbs up and said, "Your fried rice is so delicious."

Such a simple sentence was like a potent tonic, which refreshed his depressed mood.

Lin Ruifeng raised his head to look at each other, and then several other young people also came over, smiling uncomfortably one by one, and together they gave him a thumbs up and said, "The fried rice is awesome."

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