Because he was at Mr. Feng's house, Feng Zhu could not use the "game console" as casually as he was in "Yiwei House".

But although there is no "game console" rating, there is also someone next to Feng Zhu who can be compared with "game console".

"Master, do you try it?"

Feng Zhu diligently handed over a pair of chopsticks, and Feng Bingtian gently said "Yes" from his nose. He was not polite, so he took the chopsticks and prepared to taste the snack in front of him.

In fact, there is no need to taste it at all. Just from the cooking process of Feng Zhu, Feng Bingtian can already roughly judge the level of this dish. However, if the food is not tasted seriously, it would be too wasteful.

Feng Zhu also held a pair of chopsticks in his hand and prepared to try this "green mountain green cake" together.

However, just as the two of them were about to move their chopsticks, they suddenly heard a "dongdongdongdong" sound coming from outside, and then several figures suddenly emerged from outside the door.

"Dad, do you make breakfast?"

"Sigh~~~Grandpa, what did you make this morning smell so good!"

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The crowds squeezed outside the kitchen were Feng Sifei and others, but Feng Sifei was already the best among this group of people. At least the clothes he wore were in formal clothes. The rest, including Feng Duanchou, were even wearing pajamas, and were greedy for the fragrance coming from the kitchen.

Seeing these "unfilial sons" look, Feng Bingtian was immediately angry.

One by one, it’s just a bad job, but it’s the first place to eat.

"Get out, get out of here. How old is it? Do I even need me to teach you about washing your face and brushing your teeth?"

Feng Bingtian's angry scolding seemed to be a group attack, but in fact everyone knew that the main target of this sentence was Feng Sifei.

Feng Sifei was also very conscious of this. As soon as the old man finished scolding this, he turned around and left without hesitation. However, when he walked, his eyes under his glasses were full of reluctance to the "green mountain green cake" in Feng Zhu and Feng Bingtian's hands.

After Feng Sifei left, Mr. Feng's gaze indeed eased a lot, and his eyes were no longer as angry as he looked at his daughter-in-law and grandchildren.

"Zhouyi, go and call your grandma up. As for the others, they will wash their faces. It's not done early yet, and even if you squeeze here, it's useless."

Feng Bingtian waved his hand and dispersed everyone.

Feng Zhu was stunned for a while when he watched this scene. He slowly came to his senses.

The personalities of these uncles and aunts are really unique.

When everyone left, Feng Zhu and Feng Bingtian continued to taste the snacks.

"Green Mountain Green Cake" is a scallion oil pancake that shows dark green throughout, because its surface is wrapped by scallions that just fry until crispy, and it looks like the surface of the green mountain viewed from a distance.

This is also the origin of the name of this "green mountain and green cake".

Feng Zhu and Feng Bingtian each tore off a small piece of cake and put it in their mouths. As soon as they entered their mouths, their mouths were instantly covered by a rich green onion fragrance, and then a hint of sweetness came.

This is the sweet taste of the onion itself. Through the bamboo sealing technique, this sweet taste is perfectly inspired.

"Gazi~"

After biting it, the crispy green onions on the surface of the "Green Mountain Green Cake" suddenly exploded, and replaced by the dough cake that was extremely soft inside. After every bite, the soft dough cake inside seemed to be squeezed out with a layer of scallion oil. However, when Feng Zhu pinched it with her fingers, she would find that the dough cake inside was dry.

There is a saying inside Fengmen Cuisine, called "dry oil cake". It can be regarded as an extremely high state when making oil cakes.

"What do you want to say?"

After tasting the cake in his hand, Feng Bingtian suddenly spoke.

Feng Zhu pondered for a while, finally shook her head and said, "It's not perfect."

"Yes, your snack was not well controlled when frying scallion oil at the beginning, which caused too much oil content in the scallion to be preserved. So after covering the surface of the cake, the oil content could not be completely drained, so it tasted a little greasy."

Feng Bingtian's tongue was more incisive than the "game console". Although he only tasted a small bite, he perfectly pointed out the problems in this snack at present.

"So, what are you going to do now?"

"Feed the pig!"

Feng Zhu's answer to this is extremely decisive. Imperfect dishes are not worthy of entertaining guests. This principle cannot be broken at any time or place.

"Okay, I'll throw it away."

In the past, when he was in "Yiweiwu", Feng Bingtian saw Feng Zhu's behavior of cooking and feeding pigs. Although he couldn't say anything, he was actually very terrifying in his heart.

But today, he was extremely active in Feng Zhu's decision to feed the pigs. Judging from that look, it was like he would rather feed the pigs than feed the "food bucket" at home.

Feng Zhu continued to start cooking, while Feng Bingtian walked out of the kitchen with a plate.

In the living room.

Feng Sifei sat on the dining table in a desperate situation. When he saw Feng Bingtian walking out of the kitchen with a plate in his hand, his eyes lit up instantly.

"Dad, make breakfast..."

Feng Sifei was halfway through the words, but he couldn't continue because Feng Bingtian walked out of the kitchen with a plate on his back and did not come to the restaurant, but walked straight outside the door.

Feng Sifei followed him strangely. When he went out, he happened to see Feng Bingtian pouring the things on the plate into the bowls of two black pigs.

Feng Sifei was stunned.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

Feng Sifei felt his voice trembling. He was not a person who didn't know the goods. At least he had learned "sealed dishes" for so long. Of course he knew what was on the plate.

"Can't you tell? I'm feeding pigs!"

"But that..."

Feng Sifei immediately became anxious, but as soon as he said that he saw Mr. Feng glaring at him.

Feng Sifei's voice became weaker in an instant.

"But...I haven't eaten yet!"

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Chapter completed!