After Feng Ruoruo saw her mother and grandfather, she also quickly ran to her mother and grandfather's side.

Then the little girl looked behind her mother and grandfather again, and after a while, Feng Ruoruo's child suddenly remembered the fact that her grandparents had left.

The little girl raised her little head and looked at her mother and asked, "Are grandparents gone?"

Seeing her daughter's appearance, Su Ruoxi touched her daughter's little head and said, "Yes, grandparents will leave in the morning, and now it's almost time to get home, when we get to Daddy's stall, Mom will help Ruoruo call her grandparents, okay?"

Feng Ruoruo was a little depressed, and the little girl was a little sad about her grandparents leaving.

Grandpa stretched out his hand and touched his granddaughter's lowered little head: "Okay, wait for Dad, take Uncle Xiaolin well, and we will go to grandparents' house." ”

Hearing that Grandpa suddenly spoke very smoothly, Feng Ruoruo raised her head and looked at Grandpa with some surprise: "Ah, Grandpa, you can speak well now." ”

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

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

Then, the little girl pulled her mother to squat down, and whispered to her mother and grandfather: "Grandpa and Mom, let me tell you, many children have said that they want to eat Dad's little wontons, Liu Zihao also said that he wants me to have a treat, if Ruocai will not be stupid to treat, Dad is so hard, he wants to make money." ”

Hearing the little girl's words, Grandpa smiled and touched her little head and praised: "Well, Ruoruo is really smart." ”

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

Su Ruoxi then stood up, pulled her daughter and pushed her father to turn around and said, "Okay, let's go, Dad and Uncle Xiaolin's stalls are all set up, and when we go, let Dad cook us a bowl of small wontons first." ”

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

Liu Zihao's mother also came to pick him up, and the little boy heard Feng Ruoruo's cheering voice, and after thinking about it, he still mustered up the courage to say to his mother: "I want to eat small wontons at night." ”

Liu Zihao's mother nodded and agreed: "I know, I'll let my aunt do it for you when I go home in the evening." ”

The little boy hurriedly said, "Don't eat what Auntie made." ”

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

Liu Zihao hurriedly said: "Mom, let's go to Feng Ruoruo's house to eat, many children are going to eat, just opposite our kindergarten." ”

My mother listened and asked strangely: "Go to Feng Ruoruo's house to eat? Isn't the street of Feng Ruoruo's house closed now? How can you go to her house to eat?"

The little boy hurriedly pulled his mother to explain: "No, Feng Ruoruo's house, across the road from our kindergarten, many children go to Feng Ruoruo's house to eat small wontons, and the children say that her small wontons are very delicious, Mom, let's go eat too, and then go home when you are full." ”

Mom was a little surprised when she heard this: "Is it across the street from your kindergarten?"

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

Thinking that it was a street food stall, Liu Zihao's mother naturally refused to go.

"No, didn't we say that we couldn't eat at the street food stall? You want to eat small wontons and go home and ask your aunt to make them for you, and you want to go to Feng Ruoruo's house to eat, just wait for that street to open, and then we will go to her house to eat." ”

Liu Zihao saw that his mother did not agree, so he immediately pouted and wanted to cry with his mother.

But as soon as I grinned, I heard my mother say, "If you dare to cry, I will throw you at the door of the kindergarten, and I will not take you home." ”

This is still very effective, Liu Zihao instantly covered his mouth, and did not dare to cry with his mother anymore.

was pulled out of the kindergarten by his mother, and Liu Zihao was sullen all the way.

Along the way, Liu Zihao's mother heard that many parents who picked up their children in the kindergarten were chatting about the small market across the road, talking about the small wontons sold by a small stall in the small market.

"Are you going to eat small ravioli at night?"

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

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

"My family also went there, and the little wontons in that house were really delicious, and the skin was thin and the filling was thick, one by one, which was really very good. ”

"Of course it's good, that stall was set up by Su Ji's chef in the past, and the small wontons made by such a powerful chef must be the best. ”

"In fact, the key is to be more reassuring. ”

"Yes, yes, there are other stalls and shops on the street that are always worried that they will not be so hygienic. ”

"Well, that's right, at least Chef Su Ji must be hygienic. ”

"Now most of the shops are hygienic, I think the small wontons made by Chef Su Kee are delicious, and the size of the small wontons is also big, the kind of thin skin and thick filling look really delicious, my son likes it very much." ”

"My daughter likes it too. ”

"I heard that Chef So's daughter is also in our kindergarten. ”

"Yes, it seems to be a child in the kindergarten. ”

"Then it's more reassuring, people have their own children to eat, let's go quickly, otherwise it's too late, and when the primary school is over, there must 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 that most of the parents were pulling their children across the street and walking towards the small market opposite.

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

Eventually, the mother asked her son, who had his head down, "Do you really want to eat the ravioli?"

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

Obviously, so many children go to eat, and tomorrow when I go to kindergarten, 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, and the little boy was stunned for a while before he realized that his mother was willing to take him to eat, and the little boy quickly agreed.

"Okay, I'll eat it myself, Mom, you're so nice. ”

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

Mother and son followed the other children and parents in the kindergarten and crossed the road from the zebra crossing outside the kindergarten gate.

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

Lin Ruifeng was a little strange: "Master, why do you want to make so many small wontons?"

Feng Yifan said with a wry smile: "Because the kindergarten is about to end, there will be a lot of children coming to eat soon, so we have to prepare more in advance and hurry up." ”

Lin Ruifeng was still puzzled while moving his hands: "There are not so many children in the kindergarten, do you need to pack so many at once?"

Feng Yifan said: "In addition to the kindergarten, there is also the primary school in the east? The primary school is out of school, and many children will come to eat, so be prepared, otherwise when so many children come, where can we be busy at that time? You should also speed up, don't be slow." ”

Lin Ruifeng still didn't believe it so much: "But Master, the East Primary School is separated from here by the ancient street, and now that the ancient street is sealed, if you come here to take a detour, will there really be so many children coming to eat?"

Feng Yifan couldn't help but laugh and said: "You, you really don't use your brains, our side also belongs to that primary school area, don't you have children who live here?"

was told so thoroughly by the master, and Lin Ruifeng also understood it at once.

"Oh, Master, I know. ”

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

The busy process of the master and apprentice was also filmed by Ah Fei and Ah Bin with a camera.

Especially when Feng Yifan was filmed making wontons, the hand speed made Ah Fei and Ah Bin stunned.

Obviously, the process of watching Feng Yifan's bag before was a little complicated.

But after seeing him speed up his hand, Ah Fei felt that as soon as he held it in his hand, a small wonton was wrapped in an instant, and he really couldn't catch the extra movements.

But thinking of Feng Yifan's previous process of dismantling the action, Ah Fei knew very well how skilled he was to be at such a speed.

Feng Yifan's speed is indeed very fast, almost one of the apprentices next to him, and he has been able to pack four or five.

Soon Feng Yifan filled a new tray by himself, and Lin Ruifeng on the other side only wrapped a little.

But time is gone, because Feng Ruoruo has already followed her mother and grandfather.

At the same time as Feng Ruoruo arrived, the children in her kindergarten also followed their parents one after another.

When she came to the small market, Feng Ruoruo called Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei together and ran quickly to her father's stall.

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

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

The three little girls replied in unison, "Yes." ”

Next, Feng Yifan also quickly wrapped half of the tray of the apprentice next to him.

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

Feng Ruoruo didn't forget to help her father greet the guests: "Don't worry, everyone, wait a minute, my dad is making small wontons, and then everyone has to line up, just wait a minute." ”

Feng Yifan saw that one after another, a lot of children and parents came, so he could only temporarily give up the continuation package.

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

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

"Cook ravioli, boil ravioli, cook ravioli. ”

As soon as Feng Ruoruo, Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei shouted here, the kindergarten children who came to eat small wontons with their parents thought it was very interesting, so they all shouted along.

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

Many stall owners in the small market came to see it, and they were very curious about the children's shouts.

Of course, at the same time, the bosses are very envious, Feng Yifan's stall has only been on the table for a short time, and there are so many people queuing.

Feng Yifan began to cook small wontons and handed them out to the parents in line one by one.

Although there are more people, Feng Yifan is not chaotic at all, and the amount of each bowl is still sufficient.

Bowls of small wontons were served, but the queue in front of the stall seemed to have not decreased at all.

Because the kindergarten is out at this time, many of the children in the kindergarten are brought by their parents. They all plan to eat small wontons here, which is considered to be dinner, and then take the children home.

So the number of parents queuing up is increasing.

At this time, Lin Ruifeng was also glad that Master and he had packed a lot of small wontons in advance, otherwise it would really not be enough to sell.

Liu Zihao took his mother to the small market and entered the small market, and the little boy quickly stood on tiptoe and looked around, trying to find Feng Ruoruo's stall.

But Liu Zihao's mother saw at a glance that there was a stall with quite a lot of people.

"Okay, don't look for it, look at it, there are so many people queuing up over there, it must be that one. ”

But Liu Zihao said very seriously: "Mom, we have to confirm clearly, we can't eat other families casually, other families will definitely not be delicious, we have to eat the small wontons made by Feng Ruoruo's father." ”

Seeing that her son was so serious, the mother couldn't help but laugh: "Don't worry, in such a small market, only Feng Ruoruo's family is in line." ”

Liu Zihao asked curiously: "Mom, why?"

Mom was stunned for a moment, and then recalled the deliciousness of the dishes Su Ji had eaten before, and said while reminiscing: "Because, only Feng Ruoruo's father has the best craftsmanship, and the things he makes are the best." ”

Liu Zihao took his mother's hand and said, "Okay, then let's hurry up and line up." ”

Mother and son ran over together and lined up at the back of the line.

At this time, in front of Feng Yifan's stall, all parents lined up with their children, and it looked really joyful, and the small stall seemed to have suddenly become a children's canteen.

Fortunately, it's just the number plate first, so the queue is relatively fast.

When Liu Zihao and his mother arrived in line, Feng Ruoruo stood next to him and said, "Ah, Liu Zihao, are you here too?"

Liu Zihao was a little embarrassed at first, and then responded: "Well, I told my mother, Feng Ruoruo's little wontons are delicious, and my mother brought me over to eat." ”

Feng Yifan greeted Liu Zihao's mother with a smile: "Hello Liu Zihao's mother." ”

The other party also hurriedly responded: "If Ruoruo's father is good." ”

Feng Yifan then asked, "What do you want?"

Liu Zihao's mother nodded: "Yes, two bowls of small wontons." ”

Feng Yifan asked again: "Do you want to put chopped green onions?"

Liu Zihao heard it and immediately said, "Uncle, I don't want chopped green onions." ”

Mom followed up and said, "Yes, we don't want chopped green onions in both bowls." ”

Feng Yifan nodded and agreed: "Okay, two bowls of small wontons don't need chopped green onions." ”

Write it on a small piece of paper, put it together with the specially prepared number plate, and then hand another sign with the same number to Liu Zihao's mother.

"Alright, please wait a minute, the number will be called. ”

Liu Zihao grabbed the number plate in front of his mother, and said to Feng Yifan very sensibly: "Thank you, uncle." ”

Feng Yifan smiled and nodded: "You're welcome, you and your mother will find a place to sit down first, and it will be fine soon." ”

Feng Ruoruo immediately pointed out the position to Liu Zihao and them: "Over there, Liu Zihao, you and your aunt can sit over there, Zhang Zhuangzhuang and they are also sitting there." ”

Liu Zihao glanced at his mother, and only ran to the side that Feng Ruoruo pointed out with his mother's consent.