Respectfully placed the statue of the Kitchen God, Su Jinrong led everyone to start the formal worship.

Many people may not have seen such a formal sacrifice to the kitchen, but for Su Ji, they need to rely on the stove to do business, so Su Ji's ancestors have always taken it seriously.

Although society is progressing now, people will not really think that there are gods such as the Kitchen God.

However, this process of offering sacrifices to the kitchen stove is not just for the sacrifice of non-existent gods.

More than just giving thanks to the stove in the kitchen, and also offering some sacrifices to Su Ji's ancestors.

Su Jinrong raised the wine glass in his hand respectfully, and then said seriously: "The Kitchen God and the ancestors of Su Ji are here again. Su Ji is here today. Su Ji has experienced ups and downs, and now he has finally gotten back on track. I hope that the Kitchen God and his ancestors can continue Su Ji."

After saying this, Su Jinrong raised the wine glass in his hand over his head, and then sprinkled the wine in the wine glass on the plate in front of the statue.

Afterwards, Feng Yifan also walked forward and also gave a glass of wine.

Su Jinrong led everyone to bow three times to the statue of the Treasure Lord.

Of course, the people who attended the bow were basically the people from Su Ji’s kitchen, including Quan Jie, Shi Tao, and Yu Chao who wanted to learn cooking.

As for some other waiters, Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei's families, they did not participate.

However, two little girls, Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei, bowed with Feng Ruoruo together.

After all the worship was finished, Su Jinrong turned around and smiled and said to everyone, "Okay, everyone should sit down and have a meal. You're welcome tonight, everyone must have a good meal."

At this time, Feng Ruoruo, Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei hurried to his father.

"Dad, is our beggar chicken okay?"

"Is Dad Feng OK?"

"Can Dad Feng take it out?"

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Of course, I'll take it out for you."

After saying that, he went to the kitchen and brought out the beggar chickens that the three little girls participated in cooking.

Beggar chicken is still a mud ball.

I saw someone teasing the three little girls and said, "Ruoruo, Xixi, Feifei, why did you make a mud ball?"

Feng Ruoruo immediately said: "No, what we made is inside."

Yang Xiaoxi asked strangely: "Dad Feng, this one has become so hard, how should we eat it?"

Chen Yaofei also said: "Yes, yes, I don't seem to be able to take it out."

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Don't worry, we have to smash this open, and then the things inside will come out?"

As he said that, Feng Yifan also found a hammer and smashed the mud shell outside with it.

The moment the mud shell was smashed open, the rich fragrance immediately dissipated.

"Wow, it smells so good."

"How could there be a smell of wine?"

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Because we used wine when we were with this mud."

Then knock off the mud shell outside and peel the things inside. It was a strong smell of corn. Inside it was the fragrance of lotus leaves. Finally, it was also peeled off the lotus leaves, and the golden-skinned chicken inside finally showed up.

Seeing such a beggar chicken really makes everyone feel very good.

The grandparents gave thumbs up to the three little girls together and praised them for their very good work.

The little girls were very happy after receiving the praise.

Feng Yifan then took a table knife and used it to cut the chicken's belly open. Suddenly the filling inside was exposed, and a stronger fragrance filled the entire Suji.

"It's so fragrant. How can this be called "Beggar Chicken"?"

"Yes, yes, there's too much stuffing here."

Feng Ruoruo said: "These are all things that Xixi and Feifei put in."

Yang Xiaoxi said: "We also gave this chicken a massage together."

Chen Yaofei said: "That's right, it's just to make the chicken taste good."

Feng Yifan also dismantled the chicken and divided the filling inside, so that the little girls could send a small plate to each table.

Everyone sat down and the dishes were served. Feng Yifan raised his glass again and said, "Happy Little New Year, I wish you all the same happy Spring Festival. We will all be smooth and happy in the coming year. Let us manage Su Ji and Ruo Restaurant better."
Chapter completed!