When Feng Ruoruo saw his mother and grandfather, he hurriedly ran to his mother and grandfather.

Then the little girl looked behind her mother and grandpa. After a while, Feng Ruoruo suddenly remembered the fact that her grandparents had left.

The little girl raised her head and looked at her mother and asked, "Are you leaving?"

Seeing his daughter's appearance, Su Ruoxi touched her daughter's little head and said, "Yes, grandparents left in the morning. Now they should be home. When we go to our father's stall, mother will help Ruo call her grandparents, okay?"

Feng Ruoruo was a little depressed and felt a little sad about her grandparents leaving.

Grandpa stretched out his hand and touched his granddaughter's head lowered: "Okay, wait for dad, take Uncle Kobayashi with you, and we'll go to grandparents' house."

When Feng Ruoruo heard his grandfather suddenly speak smoothly, he looked at his grandfather in surprise: "Oh, grandfather, you're talking now."

Su Jinrong smiled and nodded: "Yes, grandpa is talking smoothly now."

A smile appeared on Feng Ruoruo's face: "It's great."

Then, the little girl pulled her mother down and said softly to her mother and grandpa: "Grandpa, mom, I'll tell you. Many children said they wanted to eat my father's wontons. Liu Zihao also said that they wanted me to treat her. Ruoruo would not be stupid. Dad is so hard, he wants to make money."

Hearing the little girl's words, grandpa smiled and touched her little head to praise: "Well, Ruoruo is so smart."

The mother pinched her daughter's little face: "You little clever."

Su Ruoxi then stood up, pulled her daughter and pushed her father, turning around and said, "Okay, let's go. Dad and Uncle Xiaolin's stall are all set up. When we go, let's ask Dad to cook a bowl of wontons for us."

Feng Ruoru immediately smiled and cheered: "Okay, okay, I want to eat wontons."

Liu Zihao's mother also came to pick him up. When the little boy heard Feng Ruoruo's cheering voice, he thought about it and still plucked up the courage to say to his mother: "I want to eat small wontons tonight."

After hearing this, Liu Zihao's mother nodded and agreed: "I know, I'll let my aunt do it for you when I get home tonight."

The little boy quickly said, "Don't eat what my aunt made."

Mom was stunned for a moment and then said, "Okay, then mom will do it for you."

Liu Zihao quickly said, "Mom, let's go to Feng Ruoruo's house to eat. Many children have to go to eat, just opposite our kindergarten."

After hearing this, my mother asked strangely: "Go to Feng Ruoruo's house to eat? Isn't the street of Feng Ruoruo's house closed now? How can I go to her house to eat?"

The little boy quickly pulled his mother to explain: "No, Feng Ruoruo's family, across the street from our kindergarten, many children went to Feng Ruoruo's house to eat small wontons. The children said that the small wontons in her house were very delicious, so let's go eat them too, and then go home after they are full."

My mother was a little surprised when she heard this: "Are you opposite your kindergarten?"

After thinking about it carefully, my mother thought of a small market that temporarily built a shed across the road, and naturally understood what her son said that Feng Ruoruo's family should set up a stall in a small market.

When she thought it was a street food stall, Liu Zihao's mother naturally refused to go.

"No, didn't we agree to have something to eat on the street food stall? You want to eat wontons and let your aunt make it for you. You have to go to Feng Ruoruo's house to eat. After that street is opened, we will go to her house to eat."

Seeing that his mother refused, Liu Zihao immediately curled his lips and wanted to cry with his mother.

But just now I grinned and heard my mother say, "If you dare to cry, I will throw you at the entrance of the kindergarten and I won't take you home."

This was very useful. Liu Zihao instantly covered his mouth and did not dare to cry with his mother anymore.

Liu Zihao was dragged out of the kindergarten by his mother, and he was depressed along the way.

On the way, Liu Zihao's mother heard that many parents in kindergarten picking up their children were talking about the small market across the street, and the small wontons sold at a small stall in the small market.

"Will your family go to eat small wontons tonight?"

"Go, I went to eat it once yesterday and I think it's really delicious."

"Oh, you two are going to go too? That's right, our family is going too."

"I'm going to my house too. The wontons at that house are really delicious, and they have thin skin and thick fillings. One is one, and they are really well made."

"Of course it's good. That stall was set up by Su Ji's chef before. Such a powerful chef, the small wontons made must be the best."

"Actually, the key is still more reassuring."

"Yes, some other small stalls and shops on the street are always worried that they will be less hygienic."

"Well, this is, at least Chef Su Ji is sure to be hygienic."

"Most of the stores are now hygienic. I think the small wontons made by Chef Su Ji are delicious. Moreover, the small wontons are also big, and the thin skin and thick filling look really delicious. My son likes them very much."

"My daughter likes it, too."

"I heard that Chef Su Ji's daughter is also in our kindergarten."

"Yes, it seems like a child from the senior class."

"Then I feel more at ease. They have to eat their own children. Let's go quickly, otherwise it will be too late. When the primary school comes to school, there will definitely be a lot of people."

Liu Zihao's mother heard so many parents talking along the way, and after walking out of the kindergarten gate, she saw most of the parents pulling their children across the street and walking towards the small market opposite.

This situation also aroused Liu Zihao's mother's curiosity.

Finally, the mother asked her son who was bowing her head: "Do you really want to eat wontons? We have agreed that if you go, you must eat it yourself, do you know?"

Liu Zihao was originally a little disappointed because he couldn't eat the wontons made by Feng Ruoruo's father.

Obviously, so many children go to eat, but tomorrow I will definitely be looked down upon by those children who have eaten.

Suddenly, the little boy heard his mother's question, and he didn't react at first. He was stunned for a moment before realizing that his mother was willing to take him to eat, so the little boy quickly agreed.

"Okay, I must eat it myself. Mom, you are so nice."

Liu Zihao's mother smiled helplessly and said, "Okay, let's go, let's cross the road, be careful."

The mother and son followed the other children in the kindergarten and their parents to cross the road from the zebra crossing outside the kindergarten gate.

In the small market, Feng Yifan returned to the stall and directed his apprentice to work, while he started to be busy. He took his apprentice to make small wontons, and he also made a lot of them out at once.

Lin Ruifeng was a little surprised: "Master? Why do you have to make so many small wontons?"

Feng Yifan smiled bitterly and said, "Because the kindergarten is about to end school, there are a lot of children coming to eat soon, so we have to prepare more in advance and pack it quickly."

Lin Ruifeng asked puzzledly while doing it: "There are not so many children in kindergartens? Is it necessary to pack so many at once?"

Feng Yifan said again: "In addition to kindergartens, there are also primary schools in the east? After primary schools are over, many children will come to eat, so be prepared for it. Otherwise, when so many children come, how can we be busy at that time? You can also speed up and don't be too slow."

Lin Ruifeng was still a little unbelievable about this: "But Master, the East Primary School is separated from here by the ancient street. Now the ancient street is closed. It is necessary to take a detour to come here. There are really so many children coming to eat?"

Feng Yifan said laughing and crying: "You really don't use your brain. We also belong to the primary school area. Are there no children living here?"

Lin Ruifeng also understood it all at once when his master said it so thoroughly.

"Oh, Master, I understand."

The master and apprentice also speeded up and quickly wrapped a lot of small wontons, placed them in large trays, and covered them with clean wet gauze.

The busy process between the master and the apprentice was also photographed by A Fei and A Bin using a camera.

Especially when Feng Yifan was photographed with the process of making wontons, the speed of his hand made A Fei and A Bin stunned.

The process of seeing Feng Yifan’s bag before was obviously a bit complicated.

But as he saw him speed up his hand, Ah Fei felt that he could instantly wrap a small wonton with just a hold in his hand, and he could hardly catch any extra movements.

But thinking about Feng Yifan's dismantling action before, A Fei knew very well how skilled he was to be in this speed.

Feng Yifan was indeed very fast, almost one of his apprentices next to him was able to get four to five.

Soon Feng Yifan packed a new tray alone, while Lin Ruifeng on the other side only packed a little.

But time is gone because Feng Ruoruo has come with his mother and grandpa.

At the same time Feng Ruoruo arrived, the children in her kindergarten also came in with their parents.

When they arrived at the small market, Feng Ruoruo called Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei together and ran to his father's stall.

"Dad, I'm back. Xixi and Feifei want to eat wontons."

Feng Yifan looked at the three little girls and said, "Wait a minute, dad will wrap all these, and then cook wontons for Ruruo you, okay?"

The three little girls answered in unison: "Okay."

Next, Feng Yifan quickly packed half of the tray of his apprentice next to him.

At this time, some other kindergarten children also came to the stall with their parents.

Feng Ruoruo did not forget to help his father greet the guests: "Don't worry, everyone, wait a moment, my father is making small wontons, and then everyone has to line up, just wait."

Feng Yifan saw that many children and parents came one after another, so he could only give up and continue to take the contract temporarily.

"Okay, Ruifeng, hurry up and prepare the soup base. I'll prepare the ingredients. Sister Zhao, take out all the bowls. We're open for business and cook wontons."

Hearing Feng Yifan's shouting in this life, Feng Ruoru and his two good friends also learned to shout.

"Cook wontons, cook wontons, cook wontons."

As soon as Feng Ruoru, Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei shouted, the kindergarten children who came to eat wontons with their parents found it very interesting, so they all shouted together.

In a blink of an eye, the shouts of a group of children echoed in the small market.

It attracted many stall owners in the small market to see it and were very curious about the children shouting.

Of course, the bosses were very envious. Feng Yifan's stall had just been put on, and so many people were queuing up.

Feng Yifan started cooking wontons and handed them out to the parents queuing up.

Although there are many people, Feng Yifan is not at all confused, and the amount given to each bowl is sufficient.
To be continued...