I went to bed early, so I naturally got up early. Feng Yifan also got up very early today and woke up at four o'clock on time.

Although I had been sleeping for three nights, I have to admit that he still couldn't adapt to the hardness of the restaurant floor.

Get up from the floor, stand in the restaurant, twisting your waist, and moving your legs. Feng Yifan couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Fortunately, I am young enough now.

After moving his somewhat stiff body, Feng Yifan quickly spread the quilt and the floor and placed it in the utility room on the first floor of the restaurant. He washed up in the bathroom on the first floor, changed into light clothes, took the key and went out with his hands and feet.

Today I still have to go to the market and need to buy some fresh vegetables. I also want to see if there are any top-notch products to buy.

The old street is very quiet, and there is still only one breakfast shop in the east end that is already busy.

When passing by the door, Feng Yifan unexpectedly saw that the person who set the fire on the stove today was not the familiar old man, but a young man with a tender face and a relatively unfamiliar hand.

Just when Feng Yifan was surprised, he saw the old man walking out of the inside, with a stern face and not polite at all.

"Can you make a fire? Can you tinker with it for a long time? You said you are in your twenties and do nothing all day long and can't do anything well. From then on, I kicked my legs and you may not even be able to eat hot food."

As soon as the words were finished, another voice sounded from the shop: "You old man, how old is he? After studying for so many years, how can he make a fire? Why don't you let the boss come back and do it? You will know how to use the younger one."

Hearing the sound in the shop, the old man who walked out suddenly turned his head and shouted at the sound in the shop.

"I'm going to command him? I'm teaching him to do something. If he has the ability, he will go to another university like his sister. I promise not to command him. When he comes back, I will serve him well. Does he have that ability?"

The conversation between the breakfast shop made Feng Yifan, who was standing in front of the door, feel a little embarrassed, and I feel embarrassed to say hello to the people in the shop again.

The elderly Uncle Lin did not stop there, and continued to scold his youngest son who was guarding the stove at the door.

This situation really made Feng Yifan feel a little empathetic. When he failed the college entrance examination, he also experienced this scene at home.

Parents have put too much hope, but they have ushered in a huge loss. In many cases, parents really cannot accept it and do not know how to resolve it. They can only turn this loss into anger and pour it on their children.

Just as Feng Yifan was thinking, should he speak out a few words of persuasion and make Uncle Lin a little tolerant to his youngest son?

Suddenly I saw that the young man who was raising the stove hook at his feet grabbed the stove hook and his fists were already clenched.

Just as the other party stood up, Feng Yifan stepped forward and reached out to grasp the young man's wrist.

The young man with an angry face was shocked. When he turned his head to look at Feng Yifan, the resentment in his eyes stopped for a moment. After a brief moment of stunned silence, the young man also suddenly woke up.

Feng Yifan gently took the stove hook in the other person's hand, but did not speak to the young man. Instead, he smiled and spoke loudly to the shop.

"Uncle Lin, why are you so angry this early in the morning? Isn't it a good thing for me to help you build a stove? Why bother to get angry?"

Lin Youjian, the owner of the breakfast shop, heard the sound and turned his head to see Feng Yifan who had stepped into the shop.

First, he was stunned for a moment, and then Lin Youjian didn't look at his youngest son. Instead, he chatted with Feng Yifan with a smile: "Yifan? You have to go to the market to buy vegetables so early?"

Feng Yifan let go of Lin Youjian's youngest son's wrist and stuffed the furnace hook into the other party's hand.

"Yes, go to the market to see if you can find some fresh goods today. This is how it is for a restaurant. Always give customers a little freshness, otherwise wouldn't it be boring for customers to always eat those things?"

Lin Youjian nodded and said, "Yes, this is how it is for catering. You must have old things and new things, and you must come in different ways."

Speaking of this, Lin Youjian couldn't help but sigh: "Oh, sometimes I still envy Lao Su. With a good son-in-law as you, I don't look like me. I'm so old and have to work hard. The key is that it's really hard to do early now."

Listening to Lin Youjian's words and Feng Yifan's observations over the past few days, the breakfast shop business is indeed not so good.

Firstly, because the old street is facing reconstruction, some residents around have begun to move away one after another; secondly, the breakfast shop may not have any characteristics, and the soy milk and fried dough sticks that have been around for decades are indeed not attractive.

When Feng Yifan thought of these questions, he made an idea for Lin You.

"Uncle Lin, now the old street is facing reconstruction, and many old residents are moving away. Not to mention your breakfast, even Su Ji's business is not as good as before. These days, thanks to the old diners coming and the rebuilding of the old street, the crowds that came here to visit the night market are driven by some.

I think, Uncle Lin, you are a breakfast shop. In fact, you don’t have to guard this small shop, get a cart or three-wheeler, and go a little further away from the entrance of the new community. There should be a lot of business."

When Lin Youjian heard Feng Yifan say this, he was stunned for a moment, and then fell into deep thought. It was obvious that Feng Yifan's words touched him.

After having already put away the furnace hook, Lin Youjian's youngest son suddenly couldn't help but say: "I have proposed it a long time ago, but my dad just doesn't want to try it."

Then, it seemed that because Feng Yifan was there, the young man was more confident, so he simply expressed some of his thoughts directly.

"The LC area around our old street is facing reconstruction. Many communities have been empty for a long time, but outside the two intersections, there is a new community. I have gone there to step on some of them. There is nothing to sell breakfast in the morning at the entrances of those communities.

Our soy milk and fried dough sticks are so good, and going there will definitely attract a lot of people, and the business is definitely better than it is now."

Lin Youjian was very dissatisfied when he heard his younger son say such a lot. This is probably what most elderly fathers have, and it feels like the father's authority is suddenly challenged.

So even if Feng Yifan is there, Lin Youjian will instantly put down his face: "Just you can, do you know that they are willing to eat soy milk and fried dough sticks?"

When I was in school, I didn’t see you as capable. If you were really capable, why didn’t you give me a college entrance exam? I would save you from following my mother and I, and staying up early and going to bed late.”

This is actually the idea of ​​many parents. They think that they are too tired to do breakfast, and hope that their children will not be the same as themselves anymore.

After being raped by his father, the young man also lowered his head and suddenly became depressed. The previous fighting spirit disappeared instantly.

Feng Yifan saw it and was really sympathetic to Uncle Lin's youngest son, and in fact he had encountered a similar situation at the beginning.

After thinking about it, Feng Yifan said seriously: "Uncle Lin, the reconstruction of the old street should start soon. Everyone will change places at that time, so we really cannot stick to it. As the saying goes, "Trees move to die, people move to live." We always have to make some attempts in advance."

After hearing Feng Yifan's words, Lin Youjian sighed helplessly: "Oh, it's not that I don't want to go. It's true that most of the residents in the new community don't like soy milk and fried dough sticks very much."

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "I don't like the simple soy milk and fried dough sticks. Can you make something else? I remember Aunt He's buns are also very good.

If you are talking about something more fashionable, it is actually not difficult. If you are willing and trust me, you can ask me to go to me and I will take the time to teach him a little fashionable and novel breakfast."

After saying this, the Lin family's father and son were stunned. Lin Youjian's wife, Aunt He, who walked out of it, was also a little surprised.
Chapter completed!