Although there were a few more guests at noon, Feng Yifan was actually not very busy. Compared to the two days on the weekend, it was a lot easier.
Therefore, Feng Yifan is relatively easy to deal with, and he still has time to clean up the table, and sometimes he can talk to Zhuang Daozhong by the way.
But what makes Feng Yifan a little strange is that Zhuang Zhebin, who came with Zhuang Daozhong, has never spoken. It should be said that he hadn't seen Zhuang Zhebin speak, he really looked like a well-behaved boy sitting next to the old man.
When business ended at noon, Feng Yifan and his wife were cleaning in the restaurant together, and finally found an opportunity to ask.
"Zhuang Zhebin, right? I didn't even see you talking, it was the uncle master who didn't let you say it."
Zhuang Zhebin was also a little embarrassed when he was asked this way, and he didn't know how to explain this question.
However, Zhuang Daozhong quickly replied: "He is a junior, and he really does not have the qualifications to speak here."
Feng Yifan smiled and said: "Uncle Shi, why do you look like a child, the child should still be a little more lively, like my daughter, a very cheerful little girl."
Being called a "child", and telling it with the little girl, Zhuang Zhebin felt even more depressed.
The reason why Zhuang Zhebin didn't speak was because he had interrupted casually before and was reprimanded by his great-grandfather, so he did not dare to interrupt easily.
On the other hand, he was really impressed by Feng Yifan's cooking skills. Whether it is the bowl of chowder Yifu noodles, or later crystal meat dishes. He was convinced by the taste, so he was embarrassed to speak.
Zhuang Zhebin went abroad with his grandfather about half a year ago, when he was received by Su Lanxin abroad.
Zhuang Zhebin is also very impressed by Su Lanxin’s craftsmanship in one of the top restaurants under the Su Lanxin Catering Group.
At that time, if it wasn't for his grandfather to stop him, Zhuang Zhebin might have been apprentice on the spot.
So with such a preference, Zhuang Zhebin went out to Huaicheng with his grandfather this time. Knowing part of Su Ji's affairs, his heart was originally biased towards Su Lanxin.
I feel that Su Ji's business is not good now, it must be that the craftsmanship of Su Ji's heirs is no longer good.
But when I came to Su Ji and really tasted the authentic Su Ji dishes, Zhuang Zhebin felt that he had been slapped firmly.
Although Su Jinrong, the descendant of Su Ji, is unable to cook now, in Zhuang Zhebin's view, the chef Feng Yifan in the back kitchen may not be worse than his grandfather in craftsmanship.
This sturdy slap made Zhuang Zhebin really afraid to talk casually.
It's just that now, Feng Yifan tells him that he is a child, and Zhuang Zhebin feels that he must not just admit it directly.
"Cough cough cough, that teacher, teacher"
Coughing, Zhuang Zhebin, who wanted to speak, suddenly realized that he didn't know how to call Feng Yifan anymore.
After thinking about it for a long time, it seems that you should be called "Master" in name, but how does it feel so confusing?
Or Zhuang Daozhong smiled when he saw it, and said, "Just call your uncle. Don't you call Grandma Lanxin? Then this is Grandpa Rong. If Ruoxi is your aunt, then her husband is called Uncle."
Being given such a decision by the grandfather, it is considered that the whole generation has been given down, and the relationship between the two families can be considered to be continued.
And Su Jinrong also understands Master Uncle's intentions, and it can be regarded as deliberately trying to pull the current Su Ji.
After all, in the domestic traditional culinary world, they still pay attention to the old rituals of birth and teaching.
Su Ji has such a relationship as Zhuang Daozhong. In the future, if Su Ji wants to communicate in the culinary world, he has a more orthodox attribution, but he does not have to rely solely on the famous state banquet of the dead father Su.
When Zhuang Zhebin heard the grandfather's decision, he responded and stood up and greeted the people in the restaurant very seriously.
"Good grandpa Rong, good aunt, good uncle."
Lu Cuiling listened and smiled and said, "Young man, there is me."
Zhuang Zhebin didn't hesitate, and directly shouted: "Hello, grandma."
Lu Cuiling nodded in satisfaction: "Not bad, good manners, a young man."
Zhuang Zhebin is not unhappy about his seniority. After all, he is only 15 years old. From an age perspective, it is normal to call Su Jinrong a grandfather. It's just being treated as a child, which makes him a little uncomfortable.
But without too much entanglement, Zhuang Zhebin looked at Feng Yifan and asked, "Uncle, your craftsmanship is so good, haven't you thought about making Su Ji bigger?"
Feng Yifan asked with a smile upon hearing the words: "How big is it to be bigger"
Being asked this way, Zhuang Zhebin didn’t know how to answer this question.
Feng Yifan saw that Zhuang Zhebin was questioned, and then said: "I know, you must think that we, Su Ji, should cooperate with aunt. With the strong support of Aunt Catering Group, Su Ji will definitely develop rapidly."
When his thoughts were broken, Zhuang Zhebin simply didn't hide it, and directly expressed his point of view.
"Uncle, I don’t know if you have ever been to Grandma Xin’s catering group, have you ever been to those restaurants under the group. Grandma Xin has been abroad over the years to promote our dishes to foreign countries, it’s really great. Do it with heart."
Feng Yifan nodded: "Well, I know, what you may not know is that I got an opportunity to exchange abroad five years ago, and the restaurant I went to was a one-star restaurant under your grandma's company."
Zhuang Zhebin was a little surprised: "Uncle, you have been to the restaurant of Grandma Xin's company"
Feng Yifan nodded again: "Yes, I have been there, but I went in for a week and was expelled for not meeting the standards."
Zhuang Zhebin was instantly stunned, and Zhuang Daozhong frowned slightly.
Feng Yifan smiled and said: "Is it incredible why I will be fired a week later and the reason is that I don't meet the standard?"
Without answering directly, Feng Yifan asked Zhuang Zhebin again: "You must have eaten the dishes of your grandma Xin's restaurant. Have you ever gone to the restaurant to cook after cooking?"
Zhuang Zhebin naturally never went in, even though he had gone with his grandfather before. But how could the back kitchen of other people’s restaurants let people come in casually?
Feng Yifan naturally knew that Zhuang Zhebin had not been in, so he paused for a while and then went on.
"In the back kitchen of the restaurant, what I saw was the whole mechanized cooking process. They even strictly stipulate every step, including every chef's action, and every kind of seasoning ratio, there will be very strict standards.
It’s not a bad thing to have standards, but if even the back chefs have strict requirements for every movement and process dishes like a standardized flow operation, can they really be considered as cooking?”
After listening to Feng Yifan's narration, Zhuang Zhebin was completely bewildered. Zhuang Daozhong and Su Jinrong, including Lu Cuiling and Su Ruoxi, were all a bit stunned, or it was a little unimaginable that kind of scene.