During lunch, Feng Yifan went to the next door to call everyone over, and then set up two big tables in Su Ji, and everyone sat down to eat together.

Ning Guang finally met his brother while having dinner.

He couldn't wait to whisper to ask his brother how he was here? Has he been bullied? Did Uncle Yifan teach him things seriously?

Judging from Ning Guang's appearance, he didn't look like his younger brother, but rather like Ning Cheng's parents.

Ning Cheng listened to his younger brother's question and said with a smile: "I'm pretty good here and I have learned a lot of things. The master takes good care of me very much. He also has two senior brothers and some other people, who take good care of me very much. Don't think about it, no one will bully me."

Ning Guang was still a little worried: "Brother, if you can't be here, you can go back with me."

Ning Cheng shook his head: "No, I won't go back. Since I'm here, of course I have to study hard."

Ning Guang asked again: "Brother, then after you have learned it, do you plan to stay here?"

Ning Cheng said with a serious look: "Where will be the time to learn well? If you really want to become a chef like your master, you may not be able to learn well in one year or two years, even in three or five years."

Ning Guang felt that his brother was a little exaggerated: "Brother, isn't that true?"

Ning Cheng said seriously: "Photo, I tell you, don't underestimate cooking. In our family, that is just cooking, but here, that is called cooking. Cooking is a particularly powerful science, with many things to learn.

Do you know a sentence in the kitchen? Three years of skill in knife skills, five years of heat, and a lifetime of taste.

If you really want to become a top chef, it is not impossible to immerse yourself in it and study it all your life, but it is impossible to achieve the same achievements as your master."

Ning Guang couldn't help but say, "But brother, Uncle Yifan is not old?"

Ning Cheng understood what his younger brother meant. Feng Yifan was not even older than his two brothers and his parents in terms of age.

Ning Cheng said with a serious look: "Although Uncle Yifan is not old, you have to understand that Uncle Yifan has been in Suji since he was eighteen years old, and now for more than ten years, he has devoted all his time and energy to cooking.

Now that you hear me say this, you shouldn't have a real feeling. When you see those Uncle Yifan's dishes tonight, you will understand."

The two brothers were muttering, and Feng Jiandong said over there, "Okay, what are you two brothers talking about? Have a meal now."

Su Jinrong also said, "What's wrong? You don't dislike my grandfather's skills just because this meal was not made by you Uncle Yifan today, right?"

Feng Ruoruo immediately said: "The dishes cooked by grandpa are delicious too."

When Su Jinrong heard the words of his granddaughter, he laughed happily: "Yes, our family can eat it. Don't be polite. Try it. I haven't cooked for too long, and my hands are indeed a bit raw today. Let's see how it tastes?"

At the greeting of Su Jinrong, everyone was no longer polite and picked up their chopsticks to eat.

Of course, Catherine, Hans and Tom are not used to using chopsticks, and they also specially prepared forks and spoons for them.

After tasting Su Jinrong's dishes, everyone praised them in an instant.

Shi Jiahui said: "Uncle Master, your skills have not regressed at all? The dishes are still so well prepared."

Su Ruoxi also said: "Yes, dad, what you cook is really delicious."

Feng Ruoruo raised the small spoon in his hand and shouted: "The dishes made by grandpa are delicious."

Ning Cheng was also a little surprised: "Master, your braised pork is so delicious."

Catherine, Hans and Tom also praised Su Jinrong's dishes. This was the first time the three foreigners had eaten the dishes made by Su Jinrong himself. This was also the first time they had eaten authentic Chinese dishes.

Three foreigners found that the tastes of Chinese dishes are really very diverse.

The sweet, bitter, spicy and salty tastes are really intertwined, and it can draw a very delicious scroll on the tongue.

Katherine sighed: "Seasoning is still good at Chinese food."

This is really true. Western food pays more attention to the original taste of the ingredients, often requiring very top-notch ingredients, and the cooking method is relatively simple. More importantly, the ingredients themselves need to be good enough to make the dishes delicious.

But Chinese food is completely different.

Chinese food emphasizes a process of turning decay into magic.

A Chinese chef can turn it into a delicious dish by seasoning a dish that seems to be very simple.

This is enough to show the ability of a Chinese chef.

When Su Jinrong heard everyone’s praise, he also tasted several dishes himself.

After savoring it, the old man shook his head and smiled bitterly, "You kids, you know how to make me happy. How good are these dishes as you said? The braised pork is obviously a little heavy in salt, and there is too much water for this vegetarian Sanfen fried..."

Su Jinrong also ordered all the problems he cooked one by one in one breath.

When Feng Yifan heard his father-in-law pointing out a problem, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Dad, you don't have to be so serious. Your body has just recovered and has not fully recovered. It is already great to be able to do this. If we work hard in the future, I believe that it will get better and better."

Su Jinrong was also optimistic: "It doesn't matter. Since I did it, I won't be afraid of criticism."

Feng Jiandong said: "That's right. Lao Su has a good mentality. When he recovers, we two will have two drinks of good drinks."

Su Jinrong suddenly felt spirited: "Actually, I can take a few sips now."

Su Ruoxi immediately said: "No."

Feng Jiandong laughed when he heard this: "Hahaha, I'd better listen to my daughter. Don't drink it now. When you recover completely, we two find an opportunity to have two drinks."

When Su Jinrong saw his daughter staring at her eyes, she could only admit defeat: "Okay, don't drink, don't drink."

Feng Ruoruo was a little surprised and pulled his mother and asked, "Mom, what are grandpa and grandpa drinking?"

Su Ruoxi answered her daughter: "Grandpa and grandpa want to drink."

Feng Ruoru suddenly shouted: "Oh, no, grandpa and grandpa can't drink. Dad doesn't drink now. Grandpa, grandpa, you don't drink either. If you drink, Ruoru will be unhappy."

When the two old men heard this, they couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Okay, listen to Ruruo, don't drink it."

Everyone present couldn't help laughing.

When facing Feng Ruoru, the two old men were still quite doting and dared not not listen to Feng Ruoruo.

Everyone had a happy lunch.

When packing up after dinner, Feng Yifan said to everyone in the restaurant: "After lunch, everyone will go back and have a good rest. Ningcheng, you can take your brother to play, but remember not to run too far, and you are not too tired. Remember to come back in the afternoon."

Ning Cheng quickly said, "Master, I won't go out either."

Feng Yifan said: "It doesn't matter. It's not easy for Ning Guang to come. You can take him to have fun, just don't go too far."

Speaking of this, Feng Yifan asked Han Wenwen and Yue Qihao again: "Are you going together?"

Feng Ruoruo raised his little hand and said, "Dad, there is Ruoruo."

But as soon as he finished speaking, the little girl couldn't help but yawn.

Feng Yifan saw his daughter and smiled and said, "You don't want to go home and take a nap. If you don't take a nap, you will be out of energy in the afternoon and may not eat delicious dishes from Dad's Western Restaurant at night."

When Feng Ruoruo heard his father say this, he naturally immediately said: "Okay, I'll go home and sleep."

Han Wenwen and Yue Qihao also said that they would not go out to play, so they could go home to rest, read books, or sleep for a while.

Qi Yan also said: "Yes, the two boys Ning Cheng and Ning Guang are in good spirits and can go and have fun. Wenwen and Haohao are young, so they don't go. Have a good rest. After getting off a nap, you can go and have fun again."

Feng Yifan thought for a while and said, "Well, this is OK. Why don't Ning Cheng and Ning Guang wait for everyone to take a nap together."

Ning Cheng nodded and agreed: "Okay, it's OK."

Seeing that his brother agreed, Ning Guang naturally agreed.

Afterwards, everyone packed up Su Ji's kitchen and returned to their respective residences to take a nap.

Originally, Feng Ruoruo took a nap at home, so he had to sleep until three o'clock in the afternoon.

But today, after Feng Yifan was resting at home, he sneaked into his daughter's room at about 1:30 in the afternoon and woke her up gently.

Feng Ruoru seemed to have made an agreement with his father, and he woke up soon after hearing his father calling him.

Seeing the father beside the bed, the little girl immediately got up and asked quietly with a smile: "Dad, are we going now?"

Feng Yifan smiled and nodded: "Yes, we are going now."

Feng Ruoruo quickly started dressing and was about to go out with his father.

The father and daughter changed their clothes and quietly changed their shoes at the door. They tried not to disturb some people sleeping in the living room, and the father and daughter came out of the house with slightest steps.

After taking the elevator downstairs, Feng Ruoruo took his father's hand and walked happily in the community.

"Dad, what are we going to do for mom?"

Feng Yifan responded to his daughter with a smile: "We want to make a great snack for our mother, and then make a beautiful cake for our mother."

Feng Ruoru immediately opened his arms and said, "It's big, I want to make a big cake for my mother."

Seeing his daughter's little hands spreading openly and gestured, Feng Yifan agreed with a smile: "Okay, make a big cake."

Feng Ruoruo was very happy. He held his father's hand along the way and jumped around the community.

The father and daughter walked out of the community and crossed the road, they still entered Su Ji from the alley behind the ancient street.

After entering the door, Feng Ruoruo couldn't wait, and his little hands could not help but start waving, as if he was about to try it out quickly.

"Dad, let's start quickly."

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Don't be anxious, we have to do it step by step. First of all, what? We need to prepare the things."

Feng Ruoruo was like a little tail, following his father, watching him take out all kinds of things.

Among them are flour, cream, milk, and eggs.

There are also a few red ones that look like radish with leaves on it.
To be continued...