Hardcore Chef Dad

Buying a variety of fresh ingredients is something every restaurant needs to do every day.

Grocery shopping, which seems to be something ordinary people may do every day, is a major event that seems like a war for top hotel chefs who come to the farmers market before dawn.

The freshest and best ingredients in the market are often not available every day, and the supply is not so sufficient.

Some fresh and top-notch goods can be encountered, and it is like hitting the big luck.

Therefore, the top chefs in the city who came to the market in the dark of night seemed to be incarnate detectives, all competing for their eyesight.

When you see those sharp goods, you have to do it in time without hesitation, and even the slightest hesitation may become the possession of others.

Therefore, after Feng Yifan and the vegetable stall owner decided on the vegetables, he rushed to the Yusheng area in the farmers market without stopping. Yusheng is the most fresh thing, and he can't let others take the good things first.

And only in the city's largest farmers market where Feng Yifan came, can you buy the freshest top-notch products.

Stepping into the Yusheng area, the guys and bosses from the first few stalls immediately gathered around to greet them warmly.

Feng Yifan was naturally unmoved, because he knew very well that the terrain was so good in the beginning, most of them didn't have anything good, and even if they had, they would have been taken away by others.

Ignoring the enthusiastic stall clerk and boss, he walked in silently like a passer-by, his seemingly casual gaze, but he scanned it with precision.

After walking through more than ten stalls, we have come to the middle of the Yusheng District, and the owner of each stall will greet them warmly.

However, Feng Yifan always seemed to be passing by, smiling at every enthusiastic person, but his eyes, seemingly inadvertently, carefully swept all the yusheng inside and outside each stall.

After walking a few more steps, Feng Yifan glanced at a small stall and was suddenly attracted by the fish in a huge iron basin in the stall.

But before Feng Yifan could speak, the other two figures stepped into the small stall at the same time.

Dangdang.

The younger of the two who came in with Feng Yifan gently knocked on the iron basin inside the stall, and then shouted to the inside, Where's the people? Don't do business anymore?

After a while, the small door between the stalls opened, and a sleepy middle-aged man in shorts and slippers walked out from the door.

Seeing the two people who entered the door with Feng Yifan, the middle-aged man quickly woke up and walked forward with a smiling face.

Oh, Chef Zhang, what do you want today? I have some good stuff today.

Among the two who came in together, the other, a slightly older, somewhat refined middle-aged man nodded lightly in response, then looked down at the fish in the iron basin.

Before waiting for the elegant middle-aged man to speak, the young man in his peers clearly figured out what he meant and asked directly, Boss, how do you sell this pot of fish?

The boss looked at the fish in the iron basin, then said with a smile: Chef Zhang, you are a regular customer. If you want, I will give you 60.

The young man was immediately unhappy when he heard it: What? 60 pounds? Boss, have you made a mistake? Can the channel catfish be sold at this price?

The boss thought about it with a look of embarrassment.

The elegant middle-aged chef Zhang only said at this time: 35, I want all, kill it and send it.

This price makes the boss very embarrassed: Chef Zhang, this price is really not good, my fish...

Before the boss could finish his words, Feng Yifan, who was standing by the side, said first, I want 60 a pound. I don't want to kill it. You can send me back alive. I can't die.

Feng Yifan's sudden interjection made the other three people in the stall stunned for a moment, and the six eyes instantly converged on him.

Seeing that the three were stunned, Feng Yifan asked with a smile, What? Don't you sell it?

The boss quickly responded when he heard this: Sell, sell, why not sell it? Are you really sure? 60 per pound? Don't you bargain?

Feng Yifan nodded: Yes, it's only 60 pounds, but I want to live, you can't kill me if you deliver it to me.

When the boss heard this, he slapped his chest and said, Don't worry, I promise to send it to you fresh.

Seeing Feng Yifan paying the money, the middle-aged boss over there has already started weighing.

The young man who had been haggling with the boss spoke again: Boss, it's always a first come, first come, right? We haven't said whether we want it or not, so you just sell it to someone else?

The boss rolled his eyes and said, You guys think it's too expensive. If people are willing to pay for it, I will sell this small business to anyone who pays for it.

The young man was suddenly unhappy: How can your boss be like this? My master has always purchased from your house. If you are like this, then we will consider changing to another house.

These words are obviously very lethal, and the boss's weighing hand has obviously slowed down a lot.

Feng Yifan saw a hint of arrogance on the young man's face, and he deliberately raised his eyebrows at himself.

I never thought that I would meet such interesting people when I came to the farmers market to buy a few fish.

Feng Yifan asked with a smile, Hehe, if you embarrass the boss like this, you are not afraid of the boss's propaganda, saying that if your restaurant buys a few fish, you will have to use coercion methods. I'm afraid your restaurant's reputation will be bad then?

Having said that, Chef Zhang, who let the young apprentice go to bargain, lost his elegance.

Okay Liu Quan, we have an old relationship with Boss Fang. Can we just change it? Shut up. Since these fish are willing to pay high prices, they can't hinder Boss Fang from making money.

When the young apprentice heard this, he finally stopped talking, but his face was obviously very dissatisfied.

Chef Zhang smiled apologetically to Feng Yifan, and then said to the stall owner, Lao Fang, I don't want these fish today, and you can deliver the rest according to the order.

Boss Fang also quickly wiped off the water on his hands carefully, and then carefully took the list handed by Chef Zhang.

Okay, Chef Zhang, don't worry, I guarantee it's the best. I'll make arrangements for you immediately and send it to Fujing Building.

Hearing the name Fujinglou, Feng Yifan couldn't help but glance at Chef Zhang and his young apprentice.

Catching Feng Yifan's gaze, the young apprentice immediately regained his arrogance, raised his chin and said, Our Fujinglou does not lack these channel catfish. Since you have money, you can buy them.

The young man's words were arrogant, and he also revealed that Feng Yifan didn't know anything at all, but he was just relying on money.

Hearing the meaning, Feng Yifan stretched out his hand to stop the two masters and apprentices when they turned around to leave.

The young apprentice asked bluntly, What are you doing? Are you not convinced? Do you still want to do it in the street?

Feng Yifan smiled and said, No, no, I have been admiring Fujinglou for a long time, but I haven't had a chance to taste it yet. I stopped the two of them to show them something.

With that said, under the gaze of the master and the apprentice, Feng Yifan walked to the big iron basin and stretched out his hand to pull out the head of a fish.

One, two, three, four...

In front of the master and the apprentice, Feng Yifan carefully counted the four beards under the fish's mouth.

The young apprentice looked stunned after reading it, until Feng Yifan put the fish back into the basin, and then asked strangely: This is the end? You just let us watch you count the fish beards?

But without Feng Yifan speaking, Chef Zhang surrendered to Feng Yifan: Zhang Fenglin was taught today.

Then called the young apprentice, turned around and left this humble small stall together.

Watching the master and apprentice go away, Feng Yifan muttered slightly with the corners of his mouth raised, Zhang Fenglin from Fujing Building? Well, he is also a master, but unfortunately he is a little arrogant.

Boss Fang, who sold the fish, had already weighed the fish, and then stepped forward and asked, Where is this fish going to be sent to you?

Feng Yifan responded and said, Oh, it's for Su Ji, but you have to wait for me, and I have to buy other things, so you can send them together after you buy them all.

Boss Fang nodded and said, Okay, then you can go, I'll keep these fish for you.

After Feng Yifan paid the money and left, Boss Fang was picking up the goods for Fujing Building, and suddenly woke up: Su Ji? Didn't Old Su Tou have a stroke? Who is this young man?

Probing out to find, Feng Yifan's figure has disappeared in the lively market outside.

...

Liu Quan followed the master for a while, and finally couldn't help but ask: Master? What does the number of fish beards mean for you to see?

Zhang Fenglin sighed: Oh, I'm the one who lost my sight. Those channel catfish are wild in the river, and they should have been caught not long ago.

Hearing this, Liu Quan was stunned for a moment, and also understood why Master was so annoyed after watching Yubeizi? Because he made Master miss the most delicious fish in that pot.