In Suji Small Restaurant, Feng Yifan was busy in the kitchen, and plates of shiny fried rice and bowls of noodles with various soup bases were presented one after another.

Old diners and the bosses who came to have lunch on the old streets were full of praise when they saw fried rice and noodle soup before they could eat them one by one.

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

After entering the door, one of the men who was obviously following, swept around 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 walked to Meng Shitong and the others' table.

"Sorry, can you put a table here?"

Meng Shitong and others were still waiting for their orders. Hearing this, he raised his head and looked at two men who were well-dressed and looked out of place with the noon atmosphere of the small restaurant.

Meng Shitong looked at it carefully and recognized who the man who spoke to the table was.

But before Meng Shitong could speak, the photographer who talked a lot first said, "Let's sit down, everyone here plays a table at noon."

The photographer said this, in fact, he saw the two of them wearing suits and ties, 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 man who asked the question sat down directly.

However, the follower hesitated for a while before he barely sat down next to the photographer.

After sitting down, the follower couldn't help but whisper: "Mr. Su, there must be nothing delicious in this kind of place. Why don't we go to Fujinglou? There are actually already preparations there."

The person who came was none other than 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 worry about it at noon, just eat a little here."

Su Ruoxi also came over at this time. Although she felt that the two of them were wearing suits and ties a bit too formal, she still kindly reminded: "Two, 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?"

He was very rude to hear the follower talking. Everyone in the small restaurant looked over, and the men looked at him very badly.

But before everyone could speak, Su Liancheng scolded first: "Shut up, if you don't want to eat, just roll into the car and wait. If you dare to talk nonsense, don't follow me tomorrow."

After being scolded, the follower secretary didn't dare to say much and sat aside timidly.

Su Liancheng smiled and said to Su Ruoxi: "I'm sorry, there is only fried rice and noodles at noon, right?"

Seeing Su Ruoxi nodding, Su Liancheng continued to ask: "Is it Yangzhou fried rice?"

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

Su Ruoxi was a little surprised to hear Su Liancheng's 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 the owners of other shops on the street, they all looked at Su Liancheng in surprise.

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

Su Ruoxi came to her senses at this time and explained to He Yaqian: "It's the type of fried rice."

Now, Lao Zhang, who is a must-visit at noon and at night, picked up the fried rice that he had eaten in front of him and said, "Hey, I'm the fried rice with broken gold."

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

After learning that Su Ji only had fried rice and noodles at noon, Feng Yifan left and then introduced it to Su Ruoxi. Meng Shitong and others thought fried rice were too common, so they did not order fried rice, but planned to try the "Yifu noodles" that was said to be the in front of the instant noodles.

But what Meng Shitong and the others did not expect was that the fried rice in Suji small restaurant was so particular.

Knowing that Meng Shitong and the others are here to film Su Ji, in order to promote Su Ji, they saw that they wanted to see it, but they were embarrassed to lean over. Old Zhang smiled and said, "If you want to see it, come and see it, why don't you order two copies to compare."

Old Zhang also carefully used a spoon to fiddle with the fried rice and showed it to Meng Shitong and the others: "Did you see it? The eggs are to be flocculated and mixed with the rice, and this is called broken gold."

After careful examination, He Yaqian asked, "Where is the gold bag of silver?"

Lao Zhang smiled and said, "Golden and silver are needed to wrap every fried rice grain, which is to wrap every fried rice grain, with golden egg liquid, and then the rice is white, so it is gold and silver."

When Lao Zhang was introducing it, Su Ruoxi looked at the two men in suits and confirmed: "Two portions of fried rice? One portion of gold and one portion of broken gold, right?"

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

Feng Yifan happened to come to Su Liancheng and the others' table, put a large tray on the table, and handed a bowl of noodles to Meng Shitong and others.

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

When Su Liancheng heard Feng Yifan's report, he was stunned at first. Then he stood up excitedly, looking at Meng Shitong and the others in front of him, and his expression gradually became a little excited.

After looking around, Su Liancheng turned his head and asked Feng Yifan: "Is this Yifu?"

When Feng Yifan came out, he saw two new guests in suits and tie sitting at Meng Shitong and the others.

At this time, he looked at Su Liancheng carefully and immediately recognized the other party.

As Feng Yifan, who has been struggling to fight Su Lanxin Catering Group after remorse in his previous life, how could he not know Su Liancheng?

However, looking at Su Liancheng's excited expression and Su Ruoxi's natural expression standing beside him, Feng Yifan guessed that the other party should not have identified his identity.

Is this a place for my mother and I come over to test me? See if I can cook?

Seeing that Feng Yifan did not answer, Su Liancheng realized that he was a little excited. He adjusted his emotions before asking again: "Boss, are you Yifu?"

Feng Yifan looked silent, did not point out the other party's identity, and nodded calmly: "No, it's in Yifu."

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

Su Ruoxi then helped to add: "They want a gold bag of silver, a piece of broken gold, and a bowl of chicken soup Yifu noodles I just asked for."

When Feng Yifan heard the other party's order, he became more convinced that the other party came to test his skills for Su Lanxin.

Feng Yifan naturally didn't care about this kind of temptation. He could finally defeat you, his mother and son in his previous life, and he would be even more afraid of you in this life. Let you see what the real skill is.

Feng Yifan smiled and said to Su Liancheng: "Okay, then you can sit down first and come soon."

When turning around and leaving, Feng Yifan reminded Meng Shitong and others: "The noodles must be eaten while they are hot."

The photographer who was working hard to take pictures wanted to sit down and eat after hearing this, but was stopped by Meng Shitong: "Don't worry, you can take pictures of all these first, these are all materials."

He Yaqian immediately thought of something and said, "Ah, by the way, didn't Chef Feng say that you can take pictures of him fried rice? Go quickly and take pictures of the gold-packed silver and broken gold. Such a hard-core thing will definitely be more attractive."

The photographer was confused when he heard this, and then said with a sad face: "Two sisters, can I let me take a bite of noodles first?"

Meng Shitong and He Yaqian answered 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, and could only hold tears and swallow saliva, following Feng Yifan to the kitchen.
Chapter completed!