At 9:30 pm, Su Ji closed on time. In fact, Su Ruoxi calculated the time accurately and stopped accepting new customers when it was approaching 9:00.

So at 9:30, Zhang Fenglin's family ended their business as the last table of guests.

After packing the table, he cleaned the restaurant briefly and sent away Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei's family. Feng Yifan sat down and had a good chat with his senior brother Zhang Fenglin's family.

Zhang Xueping was finally able to sit face to face with his idol, but the eldest boy was still a little excited.

Feng Ruoruo decisively squeezed into his father's arms and wanted his father to protect him.

Feng Yifan hugged his daughter and looked at Zhang Xueping who was still a little restrained and said, "Pingping, uncle, is the same thing. If you want to learn cooking, you can't just learn on a whim. You must first understand what the meaning of learning cooking is? Then you must understand the difficulties of learning cooking.

Only after you understand these two points, you can determine whether to learn cooking, and then you can truly adjust your mentality.”

Speaking of this, Feng Yifan waved to Lin Ruifeng: "Ruifeng, come here."

Lin Ruifeng, who was cleaning the restaurant, came to his master.

Feng Yifan grabbed his apprentice's hand and spread his palms out to show Zhang Xueping.

Zhang Xueping was really shocked when he saw Lin Ruifeng's hands, because there were various wounds on Lin Ruifeng's hands, the most of which were the blades and the scars that were broken by blisters.

Feng Yifan saw Zhang Xueping and said in shock: "Ruifeng has only been studying here for two months. You have also seen that these hands have left many scars. This is the price for him to officially help me with the chef and make some dishes."

Zhang Xueping was really shocked. Perhaps he had not been so intuitive before, so he intuitively realized that it was not easy to learn to cook.

Feng Yifan continued: "The pomegranate bread you ate was actually made by Ruifeng himself. Doesn't it taste good?"

Zhang Xueping immediately came back to his senses and said, "Did that pomegranate bag be made by Brother Ruifeng? It tastes very good. Brother Ruifeng, you are so amazing."

After receiving such praise, Lin Ruifeng took back his palm and felt a little embarrassed to be humble.

"No, no, in fact, the ingredients and seasonings are all mastered by the master. I just made them by hand. The amazing one is the master. Now I can only help my master."

At this time, Liu Quan said, "Junior brother, you can help Uncle Master in just two months, which means you are also very talented. Pomegranate bread is not a seemingly simple dish."

After receiving Liu Quan's praise, Lin Ruifeng became even more nervous. He stood there a little bit of restlessness, and then he didn't know how to explain: "Really, it's really not something I can do alone. Most of the seasonings are made by my master. I just make an egg skin, cut the filling, and then wrap it."

Seeing Lin Ruifeng's nervous look, Feng Ruoruo walked out of his father's arms, raised his little hand and gave Uncle Xiaolin a thumbs up and said, "Uncle Xiaolin, you are great, you have to believe in yourself."

Feng Ruoruo's words made everyone happy. Everyone thought that the little girl encouraged Lin Ruifeng's appearance was particularly interesting.

Xue Huan smiled and said, "Xiaolin, you see Ruruo said everything, you have to believe in yourself, so you should be more confident."

Zhang Xueping also said: "That's right, Brother Ruifeng, you must be confident. You are the only apprentice of Master's master now."

With everyone's encouragement, Lin Ruifeng gradually recovered from his previous nervousness. He turned his head to look at his master and saw his encouraging eyes. He took a deep breath and said, "Well, thank you everyone for your encouragement. I will continue to work hard, and thank Ruoruo."

Then we talked about cooking together.

As we chatted, we naturally talked about the cooking competition in Fujinglou.

When talking about the competition, Zhang Xueping began to get excited again: "Uncle Master, why don't you participate? I think if you participate, you will definitely sweep all your opponents. Then you will be the king of the cooking competition."

After hearing Zhang Xueping's words, Feng Yifan asked strangely: "If I go to participate, how can others compete? If I were the only one who won the championship, wouldn't the competition become boring?"

Zhang Xueping didn't think so at all: "How could it be? I think that would be even more interesting."

At this moment, listening to Zhang Xueping's speech and saying that Feng Yifan won directly with a crushing momentum made the adults present feel a little surprised.

Including Feng Yifan, everyone suddenly realized that everyone had completely out of touch with a big boy like Zhang Xueping.

In Zhang Xueping's opinion, since Feng Yifan is very capable, he should be exposed directly.

How refreshing it would be to crush all opponents in the game?

And now, the game is full of uncertainties.

The key is that Zhang Xueping feels that those who participate in the competition are all very weak, and it is boring to compare things like this.

"I think the weak are competing with each other, and there is no point in the competition. It is better to let experts like you, Master, go and have a master fight. That's interesting."

When Zhang Fenglin heard his son say this, he was so amazed and cried that he had to cough hard, wanting to remind his son: Your dad also wants to participate in that competition.

However, after Zhang Fenglin coughed twice, his son did not respond at all.

Lu Cuiling was still a little embarrassed and reminded her: "Hey, hey, kid, have you forgotten that your dad wants to participate in that competition? Are you sure that your strength to participate in the competition so much? If you say that, your dad will be very sad."

After Lu Cuiling reminded him, Zhang Xueping also reacted and suddenly remembered that his father was going to participate.

The big boy turned his head and looked at his father's not so good face. Zhang Xueping smiled and said, "Dad, you won't be angry, are you? I didn't say about you just now."

Zhang Fenglin forced out his smile and said, "It's okay, I'll talk about whether I'm angry when I get home."

Hearing this, Zhang Xueping was naturally not stupid and understood that his father was going to get angry.

He quickly said to Zhang Maosheng: "Grandpa, you have to save me. Let me live at your house tonight. When I go home, my dad will definitely do it."

When Zhang Maosheng heard the words of his eldest grandson, he laughed happily: "Are you really sure you want to live in grandpa's house?"

Zhang Xueping thought about it and was about to nod.

But he was stopped by his mother: "Pingping, you can't live in grandpa's place today. You didn't bring your schoolbag here, so you'll have to go to school tomorrow."

Then, Xue Huan promised his son: "Mom promises that you won't let your father teach you a lesson when you go back tonight."

With his mother's promise, Zhang Xueping immediately laughed, but the older boy still apologized to his father: "Dad, I'm sorry, I just said it casually. If you have dad, you will definitely be the first in that competition. I think dad, you will definitely win the first place."

It is natural that Zhang Fenglin really got angry with his son, after all, his son is still a middle school student.

In fact, at Zhang Xueping's age, most middle school boys would be a little out of tune, especially like to show off themselves in front of others.

Zhang Fenglin has also experienced this age, so he is still relatively tolerant of his son.

"Okay, I won't hit you, but you must also remember that in the future, don't talk nonsense in places with a lot of people, and don't interrupt casually. Listen to elders more often in front of elders, instead of rushing to show yourself."

After being educated by his father, Zhang Xueping still nodded very seriously and agreed.

While everyone was chatting, Feng Ruoruo began to yawn in his father's arms.

When Zhang Maosheng saw it, he stood up and said, "Okay, our Ruoruo is already sleepy, let's go back too. Fenglin, don't you want to go to my place to see it? Let's go. After going to my place to see it, you can go back early. Pingping still has to go to school tomorrow."

So, Zhang Maosheng's family stood up and said goodbye to Su Ji's family.

Watching the group leave, Feng Ruoruo waved his hand sleepyly in his father's arms.

"Grandpa Zhang, Uncle Zhang, Auntie, Brother, Uncle Liu, Goodbye."

Seeing the little girl's weak look, the Zhang family members also smiled and waved goodbye to the little girl.

Zhang Xueping originally wanted to pinch his sister's face, but was stopped by his mother Xue Huan: "What are you doing? You are a boy, how can you pinch your sister's face at will? Go away quickly and don't make trouble here."

Feng Ruoru saw his brother reaching out, and also retracted into his father's arms, pouted and said, "Brother, bad guy, if you pinch Ruoruo's face, Ruoru will ignore you in the future."

Zhang Xueping looked regretful and put his hand behind him and said, "Okay, sorry, brother won't pinch it."

Afterwards, Zhang Xueping also said goodbye to Su Ji's family, left with his parents, and walked towards his grandfather's residence near the old street.

Seeing Zhang Xueping following his grandfather Zhang Maosheng, he kept talking to his grandfather along the way.

Zhang Fenglin and Xue Huan followed behind very respectfully.

Feng Yifan felt very comfortable when the family left, and he was also very happy that Uncle Zhang's family could make peace.

Su Jinrong looked at his back and said, "Old Zhang, you should be happy to ease your relationship with your son."

Lu Cuiling smiled and said, "After all, it's a family, so there's no grudge that can't be resolved. Many things are just about to be opened. Lao Zhang has a grandson by his side now, so I'm afraid he'll be so happy to sleep tonight, right?"

Feng Yifan also agreed with his mother: "Mom is right, Uncle Zhang must be very happy tonight."

Su Ruoxi glanced at her husband's daughter and found that her daughter was already lying in her father's arms and started to go to bed. She quickly said, "Okay, let's go in quickly and see that your daughter is almost asleep. Mom and I will take her up to wash and sleep first, so you can clean up as well."

Feng Yifan looked down at his daughter when he heard this and found that her daughter was indeed confused in her arms.

"Ruoru, you go upstairs with your mother and grandma to wash. Dad and Uncle Kobayashi cleaned the restaurant and then went upstairs. OK?"

Feng Ruoruo responded in a daze: "Yes."

After the response, the little girl knew that she would reach out to her mother and enter her arms.

Su Ruoxi took her daughter and went upstairs with her mother-in-law.

Feng Yifan pushed his father-in-law's wheelchair back into the restaurant. Lin Ruifeng took the initiative to help buckle the first wooden door of the restaurant, piece by piece, and first closed the door outside the restaurant.

Afterwards, Feng Yifan and his apprentice began to clean the restaurant.

While the master and apprentice were cleaning, Su Jinrong turned his head and saw the qualification certificate that had been placed in the cashier by Feng Yifan.

Seeing that foreign certificate, Su Jinrong asked: "That five-star, did you get it abroad?"

Feng Yifan responded while cleaning: "Yes, the only gain I have in foreign countries in the past five years is that."

Su Jinrong nodded and said, "Well, it's very good. I read it right, you."

Feng Yifan raised his head and looked at his father-in-law, smiled and said, "Thank you, dad, but I think that in fact, our cuisine is very different from that in many places and abroad. Some things can be learned from each other, but some things cannot be learned from them. It would be better to keep our own."

Su Jinrong nodded: "The culture is different."

Lin Ruifeng, who was cleaning, suddenly asked: "Master, what level of chef is equivalent to our country?"

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "It cannot be compared between domestic and foreign countries. There are usually national professional certification agencies in China that specialize in assessing chefs.

Foreign, this star is actually a private catering agency company that specializes in sampling and evaluation.

My five stars do not mean that they are five stars, they mean that I have obtained five stars.”
To be continued...