The higher the chef's craftsmanship, the more obvious his cooking style will be, especially among familiar chefs, even if there is only one picture, as long as it is clear enough, you can easily judge the source of the dish.

Naturally, it is easy to see the same difference as other dishes.

However, it is obvious that if you were a little interested in the banquet dishes in the picture before, then as Kong Zhi finished a sentence, Mr. Kong Wen's attention was immediately attracted to other aspects.

"You just said that the boy inherited Feng Lao Er's craftsmanship...What does it mean?"

Kong Zhizhi's expression stopped, so he naturally knew his old man's "heart disease". However, considering that his old man is not old and his body is strong enough, Kong Zhizhi thought about it and spoke slowly.

"When I returned to China this time, I went to try Fengzhu's cooking skills by way of the way. What should I say? Although that guy said it was very "humble", that was his cooking skills. I feel that I was about to catch up with Feng Erye five years ago. I am afraid that the people with that skill nationwide will not exceed 100 people."

When he talked to Feng Bingtian last time, Kong Zhizhi dared to use the adjective "Hundred One" mainly because he knew that when Feng Bingtian went to Hushan City, he would sooner or later discover Feng Zhu's true level. However, if he said such words to his old man, it would be easy to be misunderstood as "slandering" Feng Zhu's cooking skills. Kong Zhizhi obviously would not do such "jealousy and capable" things.

Kong Wen was silent.

Although he usually looks down on Kong Zhizhi on the surface, but actually looks down on Kong Zhizhi in his heart, he is still willing to believe Kong Zhizhi's sensitive tongue.

"How old is Feng Lao Er's grandson this year?" After a moment of silence, Kong Wen suddenly spoke.

"I don't know very well. Maybe twenty-two or twenty-three, it's almost around this age! After all, that kid just graduated today, and no matter how old he is, he is not much older." Kong Zhizhi said casually.

After hearing this, Kong Wen, who seemed a little silent, suddenly became even more silent.

It took a long time to pass.

Kong Wen looked at the group of sons and grandsons who were burying their heads on the dining table. He swelled his temples a few times and opened his mouth, as if he had the urge to curse, but he restrained it again.

Finally, I sighed happily.

His eyes glanced back and forth at a group of "unworthy descendants" and sighed with some meaning:

"Hey~ Feng Lao Er is still Feng Lao Er. We were envious when we were alive, but now we are still envious when we die..."

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Hushan City.

A meal last night was a satisfying meal that made Hu Tao and others feel happy. Except for the delicious dishes on the table, there were four bottles of good wine. Except for Feng Zhu and Li Xuanyu, two younger generations who could not taste the wine, only drank a little, all the rest were given to Mr. Feng, Yu Haiyan, Li Erneng, Yu Yanzhi, Hu Tao and Li Wenquan.

Wait until the next day,

Feng Zhu and Feng Bingtian closed the door of "Yi Weiwu", and then took Grandpa Feng Zhu's soul, the little local dog and two mutated black pigs to Hushan Airport.

Originally, Feng Zhu planned to keep these animals in Hu Tao's house for fostering for a while, but later Feng Bingtian suddenly reminded Feng Zhu:

"This kind of mutant creature may be at risk, be careful."

It is precisely because of this sentence that Feng Zhu remembered the big rooster I bought at the farmers' market. After the big rooster was mutated, his claws were so sharp that they would not doubt the danger at all.

Finally, after some thought, Feng Zhu simply decided to take them with her and ship them to the imperial capital.

Fortunately, since the two little black pigs ate the meat of the rooster last time, the growth rate has gradually slowed down since the beginning. Otherwise, if they really grow into a big fat pig, even if Mr. Feng has a relationship, he can quickly get a quarantine certificate, and it is not easy to check on the plane.

After getting on the plane, Feng Zhu was quite curious and looked left and right in the seat, but the movement was not large. If you could not pay attention to him, you would basically not find any abnormalities in Feng Zhu.

"What, is it the first time I took a plane?" Feng Bingtian, who was standing beside him, suddenly laughed.

"yes!"

Feng Zhu nodded, there was nothing wrong with admitting such a thing.

Feng Zhu was very precocious when she was a child. Although his grandfather opened a restaurant and his business was very prosperous, at that time, because he was just living with his grandfather, Feng Zhu always felt that his family was very poor when she was a child and he should have to bear a little bit of burden for her grandfather, so she was more saving at that time no matter what she did.

After the old man passed away, Feng Zhu knew how rich his family was. However, at that time, Feng Zhu no longer cared about money. Although he would not save too much when spending money, he was mainly affordable.

Therefore, when you go back and forth from university to school, you usually use high-speed trains.

It was not until later that time that Feng Zhu spent money big in his life, because he inherited the old man's cooking skills and was also the old man's greatest wish during his lifetime. So if he saved money on this, not only Feng Zhu himself would not allow it, but even Mr. Feng, who was in the nine springs, would not agree.

"It's really like a different life. It's been less than two months since I got the "game console", but everything has changed so much..."

Relying on the plane seat, Feng Zhu's eyes gradually became a little lost.

Feng Bingtian, who was beside him, saw Feng Zhu's expression and did not disturb him, but a hint of pity flashed slightly in his eyes.

He had heard about Feng Zhu more than once from his younger brother. Although his younger brother took good care of Feng Zhu, it seemed that Feng Zhu's life has been stable and comfortable for more than 20 years.

But a teenager who was abandoned in the hospital toilet at the moment of birth, lost his closest life in his life and the only grandfather when he was a teenager. How could life be described as "stable"?

The atmosphere gradually became quieter.

I don't know how long it took.

The scenery outside the window suddenly began to move backwards...

The plane took off!

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Chapter completed!