The restaurant was naturally very smooth, but Feng Yifan was the only one who was busy in the kitchen. As more and more customers were served at noon, it was indeed a bit too busy.

In addition, many of the plates and tables left by the guests in front also needed to be cleaned, so Feng Yifan was really busy for a while.

Su Ruoxi naturally couldn't sit idly by and walked out of the cashier to take the initiative to clean up the table, fold the dishes, bowls and chopsticks together, and wiped the table, and then put all the bowls, plates, chopsticks into the kitchen.

Seeing that his daughter-in-law was busy, Lu Cuiling immediately stood up and helped her, and said to her daughter-in-law with a distressed heart: "Oh, let Yifan come out to clean up later."

Su Ruoxi dared not let her mother-in-law do it. She protected the piles of bowls, plates, chopsticks and not allowed her to interfere.

"Mom, please sit down. You can give me this little thing. You can either sit down and chat with my dad and the others, or you can collect some money for me. You can give me these things."

Lu Cuiling was naturally worried: "Oh, so many, mom will help you with it, just let us share a little bit."

While saying that Lu Cuiling had already reached out to take the stacked bowl and poured the leftover soup and noodles from the bowl into the bucket brought by Su Ruoxi.

But in fact, there is not much soup left in the bowl. The noodles made by Feng Yifan are really delicious, and the people who eat them basically eat almost no left.

Occasionally, a little base soup is left, and most of them are too full, otherwise I really want to drink all the soup.

Lu Cuiling poured a few bowls and couldn't help but whisper to her daughter-in-law: "Ruoxi, I think it's unnecessary for you to bring this bucket. There is no soup left in this bowl."

Su Ruoxi glanced at it and said in a low voice, "Mom, this is mainly because of your son's skills."

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were chatting and tidying up, but they quickly cleared the table, and naturally they were quickly seated by the waiting people.

One afternoon, this was almost the case. There were almost people sitting on the ten tables in the small restaurant.

Zhang Maosheng and other old diners who were used to having lunch and wanted to stay in small restaurants were really not used to it.

When the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law cleaned up the table and put the stacked bowls, plates and chopsticks into another clean bucket, they were about to carry such a large bucket into the kitchen together.

Feng Yifan just came out of it and saw the bucket on the hands of the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. He quickly put the fried rice and noodles he brought out to someone else, then turned around and reached out to take the two somewhat heavy buckets from the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law.

"Ruoxi, just sit with your mother and dad and others. Leave these things to me, I can be busy, don't worry."

Looking at Feng Yifan carrying two buckets, he felt that the originally heavy bucket seemed to have not much weight in his hand.

When Feng Yifan entered the kitchen, Lu Cuiling returned to her husband and patted her husband and said, "Old Feng, why does our son seem to be much stronger than before?"

Feng Jiandong originally wanted to help, but was stopped by Lu Cuiling, and his daughter-in-law was next to him, so he was a little embarrassed to get too close.

Originally, seeing that the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law had packed up, Feng Jiandong also wanted to reach out and take the bucket and help put it into the kitchen. However, Feng Yifan came out in time and asked him to stand up and sit down again.

Hearing his wife's words, Feng Jiandong also nodded and said, "You didn't realize that your son is much stronger than before? Didn't you see that arm?"

As he said that, Feng Jiandong clenched his fists and made a powerful move for his wife to show him.

Lu Cuiling suddenly realized after seeing it: "Yes, our son's arms were not as strong as they are now. This time, he saw that his arms were so thick, even thicker than you do farm work all day long."

Feng Jiandong whispered: "This shows that my son has indeed suffered a lot in foreign countries in recent years."

Lu Cuiling curled her lips when she heard this and said, "It's good to suffer a little. Let him understand that it's not that easy to stay outside, so he will come back and take care of his family safely."

Su Jinrong, who was sitting next to him, heard the words of the old couple in the family, and tried hard to get in and said: "Go out and meet, okay."

When Lu Cuiling heard the words of her in-laws, she turned her head and said to Su Jinrong: "Brother Su, you are still spoiled by him. That boy Yifan cannot do anything to his temperament. After coming back this time, he must let Ruoxi take care of him more."

When Feng Jiandong and Su Jinrong heard this, the two looked at each other and couldn't help but smile bitterly together.

The business at noon is indeed better than the previous two days. Many new diners come to visit and listen to some friends' recommendations.

Of course, some diners like to take out their cell phones when eating, snatch the phone, and look for a video of the meal.

Soon, diners in the restaurant discovered the video of Meng Shitong and the others shooting Su Ji.

"Hey, isn't this restaurant in the store visit video just Su Ji?"

One person discovered that the video was soon shared among restaurant diners, and Lu Cuiling, Feng Jiandong and his in-law Su Jinrong also sat together to watch.

While watching the video, both parents and father-in-law were filled with joy, and they all felt that Feng Yifan performed very well in the video.

Of course, as a mother, Lu Cuiling still has to take the opportunity to make a few words to her son.

"You guy, you know how to be handsome. You have so many things to do when you frying rice. Youyou, you are still fucking the pot. What's this called? Just serve rice and have to play such a little trick. You're almost a circus juggling."

He said this, but in fact, from the smile on Lu Cuiling's face, it is still not difficult to see that he is still very satisfied with his son's handsome movements.

Father-in-law Su Jinrong has never really watched the son-in-law cooking well these days when his son-in-law came back. The editing of this video made Su Jinrong very satisfied.

In Su Jinrong's opinion, knife skills are definitely at the master level, and Su Jinrong even feels that they are as good as his father's peak.

When Su Jinrong saw some pictures of showing off her skills in the fried rice, she frowned slightly at first.

As a very traditional chef, Su Jinrong felt that this kind of show-off was unnecessary, especially the flirtatious thing when serving the rice at the end, which was so fancy that Su Jinrong didn't like it very much.

However, soon after hearing some comments from diners in the restaurant, Su Jinrong's brows stretched out, and he gradually felt relieved.

"Wow, this is really amazing."

"Such handsome, the boss is so awesome."

"I am worthy of being the chef who I like restaurants. I really have vision."

"I can't learn this trick."

"Boss, is this really the boss of the kitchen? Can we go in and take a look?"

...

Su Ruoxi was busy greeting customers, but she could only glance at her when she ordered. When she saw Feng Yifan's handsome slap in the video, she was a little surprised by her husband.

I heard a diner ask, can I go in and watch it?

Su Ruoxi smiled and shook her head: "Sorry, I won't let anyone enter the kitchen casually. First, the kitchen is fumes, so everyone may not be able to bear it when they go in. Second, it is necessary to ensure the hygiene of the kitchen, so they cannot enter the kitchen casually."

Su Ruoxi's explanation was very clear and clear, which made everyone understand it more, so no one asked to go in again, but continued to watch the video.

Su Jinrong saw his son-in-law making the "hibiscus lychee fish". After watching the whole process, he couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction, feeling that his son-in-law's skills are indeed very skilled now.

When Feng Yifan came out to serve the meal again, there was a moment in the restaurant, and only the sounds in their mobile phone videos were left.
Chapter completed!