"Brother Fang, I understand!"

On the way back, Mu Fei suddenly shouted.

Su Zifang looked at Mu Fei a little confused.

In the end, neither of them drank. How come Mu Fei got drunk while walking?

Or is it because of the chuunibyou that he has come up with something strange?

"What do you know?" Su Zifang asked with a frown.

"I know where my problem lies! I am too attached to my grandfather's reputation. In fact, no matter whether I cook well or not, it will not affect others' liking of my cooking."

"As for innovation or not, it's just a little slower. As long as I firmly believe that I can do it, then I can definitely do it!"

"Besides, my uncle is already over fifty. He doesn't have any good original dishes, so he still has to cook my grandpa's dishes!"

"What Boss Bai just said is so right!"

"There is no shame in inheriting family craftsmanship and inheriting Yunnan cuisine classics!"

"It doesn't matter if I'm not famous, I must continue to do it firmly!"

Su Zifang:......

Listening to this words of comfort that were 90% similar to what he had said before, Su Zifang still sighed.

Forget it, that’s it, self-strategy is the scariest thing!

At first glance, you can tell it’s an old two-dimensional thing.

In short, it would be enough to put Mu Fei back on the road to learning how to cook.

Otherwise, if Mu Yun and Mu Guangyuan knew that Mu Fei had followed them to Shanghai, they would not want to be a chef when they returned home.

The next day, I will definitely have Amanita phalloides delivered directly from Yunnan Province in my meal.

That’s good now!

After returning to the room, Su Zi took time to take a shower. When she went out, she saw several things on the table.

Beer, vinegar-soaked peanuts, salted edamame, pickled pepper chicken feet... the late-night snack set is actually fully equipped.

"what's the situation?"

"You're not going to sleep?"

Looking at a dozen beers, I felt a little nervous.

His drinking capacity is somewhat AC, the most he can drink is the amount of a bottle of Wusu, but with two dozen draft beers in front of him, he will definitely not be able to handle it.

As for Mu Fei.

hehe……

Being able to drink the Confucius Banquet, a great man from Shandong Province, to a state of drunkenness, this amount of alcohol does not match his age!

As a good young man of the new era, Su Zifang was just about to say that he had to cook tomorrow and drinking was not a good idea, but Mu Fei had already opened two bottles and put them on the table.

Although he knew that bank cards could be used to buy beer, this was the first time Su Zifang saw someone using a room card to buy beer.

Holding the beer bottle in his left hand and holding the key card in his right hand, he pressed it against the card slot and the whole beer cap flew up and fell to the table with a muffled thud.

"Give!"

It simply made Su Zifang a little scared.

After taking it silently, he saw Mu Fei also opened a bottle and stretched out the mouth of the bottle.

Su Zifang:???

What's the meaning?

"drink!"

Mu Fei held the wine bottle and bumped it with Su Zi. He raised his head and took a sip. The bottle was already half empty.

Su Zifang:!!!

Isn't this a bit too cruel?

With my own drinking capacity, I estimate that I can last less than ten minutes if I drink this way.

Fortunately, Mu Fei also knew this, so after finishing the drink, he added: "I did it, you can do whatever you want."

Well……

Su Zi was completely convinced by this.

I picked it up and took a symbolic sip. The liquid level in the bottle dropped slightly by half a centimeter.

Mu Fei's voice also happened to sound.

"In the past, I always felt that I was very powerful."

"Grandpa is the most powerful chef in Yunnan Province. My uncle took over from grandpa and should be the second most powerful chef."

"When I grow up, I will be the most powerful chef in Yunnan Province. I will also be able to invent dishes like Cross-Bridge Rice Noodles and Steam Pot Chicken that have been around for centuries."

"But after studying here for half a year, I finally know where the gap between myself and everyone else is."

"My grandpa and I also talked about this a few days ago. Grandpa also asked me to go back and said that he would teach me well."

"I thought it was because I was not the material."

"Fortunately, brother Fang took me to eat grilled yellow croaker today, so I figured out how to take my path."

"Thanks!"

As Mu Fei said that, he stood up and bowed to Su Zifang seriously.

It's not the kind of joking way of lighting incense and eating, but bowing at 90 degrees in a formal manner for three seconds, with tears welling up in the eyes.

It seems more like it!

Su Zifang shook his head and quickly pulled Mu Fei up.

"No... no, that's too polite! We are brothers, we just help each other!"

Mu Fei looked at Su Zifang and burst into tears.

“Brother Fang, I’m going back after this forum!”

"My grandpa said that my uncle would take me back and teach me Yunnan cuisine. The next time we meet is at the Chinese Chef Competition!"

Su Zifang was stunned for a moment when he heard the words.

However, he came to his senses after a few seconds. He didn't know what to say. He felt a little emotional and understood why Mu Fei suddenly changed so much.

Hi!

Patted on the shoulder, looked at him and said solemnly: "You are a good chef, you must work hard, I will wait for you at the Olympic Chef Competition."

Mu Fei was suddenly stunned when he heard Su Zifang's words.

"What's the meaning?"

Su Zifang: "That's the literal meaning... Let you work hard and become a technician as soon as possible. Then we can compete together."

"good!"

Mu Fei agreed and drank while crying.

Su Zi sighed and rubbed his eyes. As he gets older, he is prone to wind.

Soon, all the appetizers on the table were eaten. Of course, the main force was Su Zifang, and Mu Fei was drinking.

In addition to cooking, the two of them talked about more and more topics.

Mu Fei: "Brother Fang, when do you plan to get married?"

Su Zifang was stunned for a moment, not expecting Mu Fei to ask this question.

"Why do you ask this suddenly?"

"Just thinking about it, I feel like you are really enviable!"

"It's good for you at home. You have your own restaurant at such a young age. It doesn't matter if you are strong. You also have a good master like Grandpa Xue and a girlfriend like Sister An Yan."

"You already have everything at an age when others still have to struggle!"

"The only thing left is to get married!"

Listening to Mu Fei's words, Su Zifang fell silent slightly.

It seemed that it was indeed what he said, but suddenly he felt that something was wrong.

Shouldn't he have a car and a house? I haven't been involved in this situation yet.

Just when he was about to say something, he realized that Mu Fei had already turned his head and fell asleep.

After lamenting that drinking was a waste of time, he moved Mu Fei to the bed, covered him with a quilt, and checked that the time was not yet twelve o'clock.

After thinking about Mu Fei's question just now, he picked up his phone and checked online for a long time, then silently sent a message to Shen Anyan.
To be continued...