The afternoon is a time when many people have free time to rest.

Like the old people sitting around Su Ji.

Taste a tea, taste a snack, talk about the past, and remember the glory.

As we talked about back then, the old people always had a lot of endless things to say, which sounded like a story to young people, but for the elderly, a beautiful story is their experience.

As they chatted, Liu Wanhua said: "Jinrong, I still remember that your earliest apprentice was Maosheng's son, right?"

When this matter was mentioned, the atmosphere suddenly changed slightly.

Su Jinrong nodded and responded, looking at Zhang Maosheng.

Zhang Maosheng, who had drunk some wine at noon, had a rosy complexion at this time. He was a little drunk, but when Liu Wanhua mentioned this, he woke up almost instantly.

After a moment of quietness, Zhang Maosheng said, "That guy, it's better not to mention it."

Perhaps only Liu Wanhua said about this matter, so that Zhang Maosheng would not be angry or even turn against him on the spot.

Hearing Zhang Maosheng's words, Liu Wanhua continued: "Maosheng, it's not OK to escape some things. You have to face them and find a way to solve the problem."

Zhang Maosheng's face gradually became redder, and it was obvious that he wanted to get angry a little.

Su Jinrong suddenly spoke: "Xiao Zhang, it's good. I learned my skills and became the chief chef in Fujinglou."

When Zhang Maosheng heard this, he understood that he could not avoid this topic and said decisively: "He is not a bad person. After learning something, his tail is raised to the sky. Now, I'm fine. I'm driven out by Fujinglou."

Speaking of this, Zhang Maosheng finally couldn't suppress his anger and said something he had been holding back for some years.

"He asked him to study hard with Lao Su, but he was good at it. He worked hard all day long. After studying for a while, he quit. He even turned against me and went to find his mother.

What happened? I went to someone else to live under someone else's roof, and felt that it was not good, so I ran out to learn from my master again.

If he hadn't learned a solid foundation from Lao Su, he would have had the opportunity to become a disciple again? Will he be attracted by the chefs of a big restaurant?"

Hearing this, Su Jinrong waved his hand: "That's his, the opportunity, he made efforts."

Zhang Maosheng continued to say, "He learned something and was not convinced. When he came back, he challenged me. He wanted to compete with me with a bowl of noodles and scolded him."

When Liu Wanhua heard this, she said in a deep voice: "Maosheng, just talk, don't always be 'I'm'."

Zhang Maosheng immediately restrained: "I'm not a professional chef, I lost, okay, I'll move away and give him the house. Can I still not survive if I leave him? Am I not living well now?"

Lu Cuiling also heard about some related things from her son. Now that she heard Zhang Maosheng say it again, she also felt that the father and son were actually quite similar.

"Old Zhang, don't you think your son has a very similar temper to you?"

Zhang Maosheng was stunned when he heard this.

Liu Wanhua said: "It's just a very similar pair of stubborn bulls."

Zhang Maosheng didn't care: "Anyway, he has been kicked out of Fujinglou now. I think this is what he deserves. He will show off when he learns something, and he won't study hard when he becomes the chief chef."

Su Jinrong said, "Fenglin is a biased person. He learned how to grow fish, so he should use his strengths."

Tang Zhuochen asked a little strangely: "Lao Su, what is that what does Lao Zhang's son learn about long fish?"

Zhang Maosheng immediately said: "He went to another place to become a disciple, but later he was attracted by a chef who went out here, so he learned to cook long fish with others, which is the famous long fish banquet in Huaicheng."

Tang Zhuochen was a little surprised when he heard this: "Old Zhang, then this is a great skill, you can go anywhere."

Zhang Maosheng said with a stern face: "But he had learned to cook fish, but in order to be a chef, he threw all those away and stayed in Fujing Building to make some irrelevant things."

From Zhang Maosheng's words, it can be heard that he is very dissatisfied with his son.

But if you taste him carefully, it is not difficult to find that the old man still cares about his son.

Otherwise, how could he know what his son learned after going to another place?

How could he know that after becoming the chief chef, his son threw down what he was best at?

So although he said it fiercely, it is obvious that Zhang Maosheng always paid attention to his son and understood his every move, which reflects a father's concern for his son.

Su Jinrong said, "If you don't practice your skills, you will regress."

Zhang Maosheng agreed: "Yes, that kid may not even kill fish now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Yifan's voice sounded: "Uncle Zhang, so many years have passed. In fact, it is better to let go of the little things between you and your senior brother."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Maosheng raised his head and looked at Feng Yifan, and was stunned for a moment and said, "You called him 'Senior Brother' just now? You have seen this?"

Feng Yifan did not hide it: "I have encountered it many times in the farmers' market."

Zhang Maosheng continued: "How is that kid now? Still so arrogant? Is his nostrils facing the sky?"

It's true, when Feng Yifan said this to Zhang Maosheng, he couldn't help but feel that he was really vivid. When he first met Zhang Fenglin, the other party had nostrils facing the sky and his whole body was full of arrogance.

Perhaps Zhang Fenglin was indeed at the peak of his life at that time and was the chef in the most famous restaurant in Huaicheng.

When walking in the vegetable market, all vendor owners need to be respectful. Maybe he is the same when he is in the kitchen, which has become a habit.

So in the later few encounters, even though they were no longer in Fujing Tower, Zhang Fenglin still revealed such a sense of arrogance.

Of course, the last time, Zhang Fenglin really restrained a lot.

Perhaps it is because his restaurant is not very good at operating, which makes him realize that he is no longer the chef who was once glorious.

Seeing Feng Yifan silent, Zhang Maosheng sneered and said, "It seems that I've hit it?"

Feng Yifan was a little helpless and didn't know how to continue talking.

However, Liu Wanhua helped to smooth things over: "After all, she was the chef of Fujinglou, so it's normal to be a little arrogant. You, a father, don't always look at people with tinted glasses."

Zhang Maosheng curled his lips and said, "What about now? Isn't it that someone has been swept out? This is the end of pride."

Lu Cuiling then said, "Old Zhang, if you say that, can I also say Yifan? I have been abroad for so many years and have not achieved any achievements. In the end, I have to come back to Su Ji. How can I see people?"

Feng Yifan was also amazed and laughed when he heard his mother's words.

Zhang Maosheng quickly said: "Yifan is different. Yifan did not abandon his job as a chef, his skills were not lost, and the dishes were still so good, and all the processes were done by himself."

Feng Yifan added with a smile: "Isn't I not having any manpower?"

Before Zhang Maosheng could speak, Feng Yifan said again: "Although our Su Ji is a time-honored brand, we have always made private kitchen side dishes, which is not as popular as the hotel. The chefs there can't do it alone."

When Zhang Maosheng heard this, he suddenly realized the taste and seemed to understand why the topic today was extended to himself and his son.

"Yifan, tell me the truth. Is that boy Zhang Fenglin looking for you? I want you to tell him good things and then reconcile with me? I want to regain my father, son, and be filial, and have a harmonious family, right?"

Seeing that Zhang Maosheng understood, Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Uncle Zhang, so many years have passed, and my dad doesn't mind anymore. Can you forgive him?"

Zhang Maosheng said directly: "I want me to forgive him? No way, I can't do it now, I'm down and out. When I think of me, what's wrong? I'll ask me to come to him specifically to apologize?"

After hearing what Zhang Maosheng said, the old people present naturally followed the taste.

It’s not that the old man was unwilling to forgive his son, but he wanted his son to come to apologize and give him a step.

The old men understood and gave each other a wink.

Lu Cuiling said directly: "If you make a mistake, you should admit it. If you want to be forgiven, you must show enough sincerity. Moreover, if your son makes a mistake, you must take the initiative to admit it."

In fact, without the need for mother to remind him, Feng Yifan could also hear what Zhang Maosheng meant, but he still pretended to be surprised.

Liu Wanhua said again: "Okay, okay, I blame me for this today. I shouldn't mention it. Let this be left in advance. Let the father and son solve the matters of the father and son by themselves."

Speaking of this, Liu Wanhua pinched the pastries on the table and said, "Let's eat Yifan's pastries."

Feng Yifan smiled and quickly put a small plate on it: "Uncle Zhang, don't be angry, come and have snacks and tea."

Zhang Maosheng looked tense on the surface, but his hands still reached towards the pastry on the plate without any composure.

After serving the pastry, Feng Yifan turned around and went back to the kitchen.

Su Ruoxi was in the kitchen at this time, and according to the method her husband said, she was making desserts in order to allow her daughter to come back from school in kindergarten and eat delicious desserts.

Seeing her husband coming back, Su Ruoxi put down her things and said, "Look, is this OK?"

Feng Yifan woke up and walked to his wife, looked at the look he made, and smiled and said, "Yes, my wife did a great job, but I didn't expect that my wife was really talented."

Su Ruoxi received her husband's praise and immediately raised her chin proudly: "Of course, I'm so awesome."

Feng Yifan stretched out his hand, held his wife's hand, and continued to make some detailed adjustments.

Make the dessert look better.

When her husband put the desserts into the oven, Su Ruoxi asked curiously: "What were you doing outside just now? Why did you go there for so long? I seemed to hear Uncle Zhang get angry?"

Feng Yifan smiled and replied: "It's nothing, isn't it just the matter between Uncle Zhang and Zhang Fenglin and his son?"

Su Ruoxi thought for a while and said, "I think Zhang Fenglin needs to apologize to Uncle Zhang for this matter. It is obvious that he did something wrong."

Feng Yifan nodded: "It is indeed necessary that he should have apologized. I will talk to him about this."

Su Ruoxi then asked: "You are so concerned, do you want him to participate in my aunt's cooking competition as well?"

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "I think he will definitely go there, not to mention that he has learned the long fish banquet seriously, so he should also attend it. Maybe he can turn over directly."

Su Ruoxi thought for a while and asked, "Then he turned over, maybe he will be the same as before?"

Feng Yifan smiled slightly: "That's not something we can manage. I always think that those who are capable should be a little proud, but they must grasp that degree."

Su Ruoxi looked at her husband and asked, "Then are you very proud?"

Feng Yifan nodded: "I must be proud. My dishes are very good. I have such a good wife and such a well-behaved daughter. I am very proud."
To be continued...