Chapter 509： Little wontons that the kids are thinking about

After A Fei was stunned, he quickly agreed to He Yaqian, "Okay, I will go back and study and do it for you."

When Feng Yifan heard that A Fei agreed, he smiled and asked, "A Fei, will you make wontons?"

Lin Ruifeng's expression became a little complicated when he saw the master's question, but he didn't say anything, and quietly watched how A Fei and the others would answer.

Sure enough, A Fei thought for a while and said, "It shouldn't be difficult to wrap wontons, right? I think that those who wrap wontons on the street are all filled with a spoonful of stuffing and just hold it with your hand."

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "This small crepe wonton can't be wrapped like that, but it's not difficult to wrap it up."

With that, Feng Yifan started to demonstrate to everyone.

Put a small piece of wonton wrapper in your hand, then dug a large piece of filling and put it on top of the wonton wrapper. Then Feng Yifan first held it inward with the middle finger, and then pressed it in from the side with a small wooden spoon, and then he held it. .

After unfolding, a small wonton is wrapped, it looks thin and thick, with palm folds on the surface, it is really very beautiful.

Seeing that Feng Yifan made a small wonton very easily, especially seeing that this small wonton is so beautiful, it also made A Fei and the others stunned.

Meng Shitong reached out and patted A Fei and asked, "Do you think this is easy? Have you learned it?"

A Fei was a little dazed, turned his head and glanced at Meng Shitong, then at Feng Yifan, and then at the wonton that came out. After hesitating for a long time, he could only shake his head, "I, I don't seem to have learned."

Feng Yifan smiled upon hearing the words and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't learn, come and learn again."

And Feng Yifan asked his apprentices to come together.

This time, Feng Yifan slowed down and asked A Fei and the others to take pictures very seriously with the equipment.

Under the camera shooting, I saw the very thin wonton wrapper, which looked like a moving gauze in Feng Yifan's hand, and the filling was like little elves. After passing his palm, the tulle was gently worn on the elf, and the very beautiful crepe ravioli only took shape in an instant.

Looking at the small wontons being wrapped up, it really dazzled Meng Shitong and others.

I have to say that Feng Yifan's approach is indeed very comfortable.

There is no glamorous gesture, just like that simple and unpretentious squeeze and hold it, and pack out the beautiful little wontons.

Relatively speaking, Lin Ruifeng's movements are a bit clumsy, but he can see that he is also trying to follow suit.

The master and apprentice didn't pack a lot, they just wrapped a part of the small crepe wontons.

Feng Yifan said to his apprentice, "Don't pack too much wontons before you go to the stall, and when you go, cover them with a wet gauze so that the wontons will not be blown dry."

He took the apprentice to pack one, and Feng Yifan let the apprentice continue to pack it, while he went to look at some other preparations.

For example, the chicken broth boiled in the soup pot, and some vegetables also need a little processing.

I have prepared everything in place, and the time is actually almost the same. It was almost half past four. The whole preparation process took about an hour.

Feng Yifan locked the door of the back kitchen first, and asked his apprentice to move the things to the restaurant in front.

Then he called his wife and pushed his father-in-law out together.

Of course Meng Shitong and the others also followed.

Feng Yifan and the others used a separate trolley, put all kinds of materials on the car, and covered it with a huge lid, pulling them all the way to the outside of the ancient street.

Looking at the current situation in the ancient street, A Fei couldn't help asking, "If the road surface of the ancient street is also repaired after this, it seems that it will be more troublesome to go to a stall every day?"

Feng Yifan nodded when he heard the words and said, "It is indeed a bit troublesome, but we will discuss with the reconstruction department in the future, and let us leave us a convenient way in and out."

Meng Shitong said, "Usually, in the process of reconstruction, a road is reserved for such a long street so that the residents on the street can enter and exit, and the road surface will not be lifted all at once. Otherwise, the reconstruction department will completely remove it. The old street is closed for entry and exit."

Feng Yifan nodded and said, "Indeed, I think the reconstruction department should start from the back alleys behind the shops on both sides. Because all kinds of pipes are also in the back alleys, so start from the back alleys first, and then the front alleys are finished. The pavement of the street is lifted and repaired, and everyone can enter and exit from the back alley."

As if to prove Feng Yifan's foresight, when a group of people walked to the intersection of the ancient street, they saw a bulletin on the reconstruction situation posted here.

The notification really told the people on the ancient street that the shops on both sides and the back alleys should be repaired first, including the dredging and maintenance of various pipes, wires, and sewers. So let everyone know that starting tomorrow, the back alley will be closed.

Seeing that the back alley was impassable, Lin Ruifeng hurriedly asked, "Master, I can't go to the back alley. How can we get our carts back? Should we stay in the small market?"

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Of course I am going to the front door."

Lin Ruifeng heard what Master said and thought about it and said, "Master, just put the carts in my shop after putting them away. There is no one in my house anyway, and my shop has no threshold, so it is more convenient for carts to enter and exit, and the location is also good. It just happens to be able to push the cart in."

Feng Yifan nodded after hearing it, "Well, this is a good way, then put it in your shop."

The bosses on the ancient street also all had their own methods, so after reading the announcement, they all dispersed and followed Feng Yifan and his apprentice to the opposite market to set up a stall.

Now Feng Yifan, the two masters and apprentices, are the stars of the entire small market, and they are the real "God of Wealth".

The owners of the small market made a small profit for the diners attracted by Feng Yifan during the weekend. So now everyone sees Feng Yifan's master and apprentice, everyone is very polite.

"Chef Feng, is it early today?"

"Xiao Lin has really become more and more fanciful recently."

"Yes, Xiaolin is about to catch up with Master now."

"Hahaha, you still Xiaolin, Xiaolin's name, in the future we have to change our tune and call others Chef Lin."

"That's right, don't call Xiao Lin anymore, you have to hand it over to Chef Lin."

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Facing the praise of the bosses on the old street, Lin Ruifeng also unconsciously showed a burst of joy on his face, feeling that this was the recognition of his own efforts.

Seeing the delighted expression of his apprentice, Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Xiao Lin still wants to continue calling. It's still a bit early to call'Chef Lin'. Don't you think? Xiao Lin?"

Lin Ruifeng was a little fluttering at first, and he was taken aback when he heard Master's words.

After looking at each other with Master, Lin Ruifeng quickly nodded, "Master is right. I am not qualified to be called a ‘chef’, so everyone should call me Xiaolin."

Following Meng Shitong, after seeing Lin Ruifeng say this, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

Meng Shitong did not say a word at first, but just followed a group of people and came to the small market.

After Feng Yifan put the things down, Meng Shitong pulled Feng Yifan aside alone and told him what he saw.

"Chef Feng, you are a little too demanding of your apprentice. If you don't give your apprentice face in public like this, your apprentice may be dissatisfied with you."

After listening to Meng Shitong’s words, Feng Yifan smiled and responded, “I don’t want him to float away. Did you see his expression when everyone praised him and called him "Chef Lin"? His current level is qualified to be Called'Master Chef'? He hasn't gotten started yet."

Meng Shitong was taken aback when he heard the words, and then solemnly said, "Chef Feng, I know that for you, wanting to be a cook is very demanding, but in my opinion, Lin Ruifeng has worked very hard and he needs to get Some recognition, even if you don’t get it here."

Seeing Meng Shitong’s serious expression, Feng Yifan also suppressed his smile and said, “I didn’t let others praise him. Although I said that, but listen to other people, are you still calling him "Chef Lin" At this time, I, the master, won’t beat me and hold him together?"

Meng Shitong was speechless when he was said so, and turned his head and glanced at the booth.

I happened to see the stall owner next door, shouting to Lin Ruifeng, "Chef Lin, what are you going to do tonight? Or wontons?"

Then Lin Ruifeng didn’t say a word of modesty, but directly accepted the title with a smile, and responded with a smile, "Well, it’s still wontons at night. Master ordered it. Noon roasted and fried rice is the main thing. At night, it’s lighter, mainly small wontons , I can't change it."

Then some other bosses made a fuss.

"Chef Lin, you are also a chef now. You don't have to do what your master said, you can change it yourself."

"Yeah, the menu has been changed. What sells well and what is sold."

"That's right, this is the essence of setting up a stall. We must focus on the best sellers, and we can't keep the same level."

"You need to be flexible in setting up stalls, and Chef Lin, you must also be flexible."

"You Tangtanglin, why can't you change the menu?"

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Lin Ruifeng hesitated for a while at the bosses, and finally smiled and said, "I can't change, Master has rules. Since I follow Master, I must abide by Master’s rules. One is one, two is two. I am not yet qualified to change Master’s rules."

Seeing this situation, Meng Shitong turned his head to look at Feng Yifan, and for a while there was nothing to say.

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Young people are easy to float. I used to float better than him, but in the end I discovered that all my fame and fame are nothing more than passing clouds. It is the happiest to be with my family with my feet on the ground.

Meng Shitong nodded, "Well, Chef Feng, you are right."

Feng Yifan and Meng Shitong parted, hurried back to the stall, immediately changed to the appearance of a strict teacher, and let the apprentice start to work.

Lin Ruifeng also instantly condensed the pride of being touted by others, lowered his head and worked earnestly in accordance with Master's requirements.

Watching this scene, Meng Shitong also admired Feng Yifan even more in his heart.

Here, Feng Yifan and his apprentice and Zhao Daxia are busy going out to the stall. Su Ruoxi pushes her father to the kindergarten, intending to pick up her daughter who is going to the kindergarten, and then go to the small market opposite.

Feng Ruoruo is very proud today. In the kindergarten, many children are complimenting dad's little wonton.

Especially the children who live nearby are clamoring that they will eat small wontons after kindergarten in the evening.

Feng Ruoruo smiled and promised, "Everyone, let's go together. After kindergarten, everyone can go to eat small wontons. Our small wontons are the best. If you eat small wontons and go home, you don't need to eat at night. "

The children who have tasted Feng Ruoruo's small wontons naturally agree very much.

"Yes, I went to eat with my mother yesterday, and my mother said that the small wontons from Feng Ruoruo's are so big and they taste very delicious.

"Well, I went to eat for two days, and my parents said it was delicious. I will go there today."

"I'm going too, I'm going too..."

The children shouted one after another, saying that they would go to Feng Ruoruo's stall to eat small wontons after school.

And the children's parents also agreed to them.

Feng Ruoruo also secretly shook his fingers, thinking that if so many children in the kindergarten went to eat, Dad and Uncle Xiaolin could make a lot of money.

There may be only Liu Zihao among the children who have never eaten in the class.

The main reason is that Liu Zihao's family doesn't live here, and his parents can't take him over to eat on weekends.

Now that the children in the class say it is delicious, Liu Zihao naturally wants to eat it too.

But the little boy is also worried, what if his mother doesn't let him eat it?

Liu Zihao thought about it seriously, and he also thought of a way. He stood up and walked to Feng Ruoruo and said, "Feng Ruoruo, your little wontons are so delicious, don't you invite us all to eat?"

Feng Ruoruo was counting the small money with his fingers. When he heard Liu Zihao's words, he raised his head and looked at the little boy and said, "Why do you want me to treat? If you want to eat, you can eat it. It's across from the kindergarten. My father is a kid. Wontons are very hard, I can’t treat guests, I want to make money."

Liu Zihao's little calculation is to let Feng Ruoruo say a treat, and then he can tell his mother that it is Feng Ruoruo's treat, and her mother should allow himself to eat.

But now Feng Ruoruo is unwilling to entertain guests, and Liu Zihao's little abacus is suddenly frustrated.

Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei next to each other also helped to speak together.

Yang Xiaoxi said, “Papa Feng’s small wontons are filled with a lot of meat and shrimp. They are very expensive. If you don’t pay, Papa Feng will lose money.”

Chen Yaofei said, "You should be paid for meals. Ruoruo can't always treat guests. Xixi and Ruoruo and I are good friends. When we go to eat, we also give money."

Liu Yan also said at this time, "Yes, yes Mom gave me money when I went to eat."

Some other children also said together that Liu Zihao almost became the object of the children's condemnation. Fortunately, the bell rang after school, which was regarded as saving Liu Zihao's child.

Parents entered the kindergarten one after another to pick up their children.

Many children yelled with their parents about going to the small market opposite to eat small wontons.

The parents also readily agreed, because letting their children go to the opposite side to eat a bowl of small wontons, they can also save the trouble of going home to cook for their children. The key is that the parents trust the clean and hygienic small wontons of Feng Ruoruo's home.

Anyway, I have to buy food for my children, so naturally I have to choose the one with the most confidence.

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