Zhang Fenglin hesitated for a moment, and suddenly thought that Feng Yifan bowed slightly.

This scene surprised Feng Yifan a little.

Then he quickly stepped forward and helped Zhang Fenglin up.

"You, what are you doing? I can't afford it."

Zhang Fenglin stood up and looked at Feng Yifan and said, "No, Chef Feng, you can afford it. My bow is to thank you and Su Ji for taking care of my father, so that my father can eat the food that my son cannot satisfy him."

After hearing this, Feng Yifan was even more surprised: "Su Ji and I meet your father's food needs?"

Zhang Fenglin nodded seriously and said, "Yes, my father is Zhang Maosheng."

At this moment, let alone Feng Yifan, Lin Ruifeng, who was following his master, was also surprised. The master and apprentice had never expected that the former chef of Fujinglou in front of him was the son of Zhang Maosheng who often had dinner in Suji.

Next, a wave of doubt lingered in Feng Yifan's heart.

Since Uncle Zhang has such a son, why haven’t he heard him mention it? And why didn’t he live with his son? Instead, he goes to Su Ji for dinner most of the time?

Looking at Zhang Fenglin didn't seem to be a joke, Feng Yifan felt that the father and son should have a story.

Zhang Fenglin hesitated for a moment, and still said calmly: "I, a son who is incompetent and has not taken good care of my father, is really a little embarrassed to meet you, Chef Feng."

At this time, Lin Ruifeng suddenly spoke, "Ah, I understand, you are the son who drove Uncle Zhang out."

Feng Yifan was shocked again by his apprentice's words, because Zhang Fenglin, who had a rather elegant atmosphere in front of him, didn't look like he was trying to drive away his father no matter how he looked.

But before Feng Yifan turned around and asked his apprentice not to talk nonsense.

Zhang Fenglin had already admitted first: "Yes, my son bastard drove my father out of the house, so I should have the retribution I am now. After being humiliated from Fujinglou, I was swept out."
Chapter completed!