Mr. Feng shook his head: "Feng Yan is not as good as me back then." After saying that, he pulled Lin Xiaowan and said, "Grandpa showed you the photos of me when I was young, and he was more handsome than both of them."

Lin Xiaowan followed Mr. Feng to the room. The walls were covered with Mr. Feng in military uniforms, and he still knew about the troops. Looking at the epaulettes on the recent photos of Mr. Feng, I understood in my heart that this old man’s identity is really powerful.

Yisui is at the level of a three-star general and has military merits. This old man has such a strong background. No wonder Yu Jinshan said before that the Feng family has a big backer. It seems that this is not an ordinary big one.

Mr. Feng pointed to his young photos: "Look, see if my grandfather was very handsome when he was young."

Lin Xiaowan had to admit that Mr. Feng was much stronger than Feng Yan and Feng Ji outside, mainly because of his momentum and military uniform, which was obviously the kind of character of the superior.

"Grandpa Feng is not only handsome, but also handsome, and heroic. He is not comparable to ordinary people." Lin Xiaowan said this.

Mr. Feng was also happy when he heard this: "I knew you have a good attitude."

Feng Yan and Feng Ji were also watching from the side. They suddenly felt that they wanted to compete for favor with Lin Xiaowan, but their strength was not allowed.

Mr. Feng said that he would keep Lin Xiaowan here for dinner, so Lin Xiaowan had to call Shen Lingjun and told her to go back later.

While waiting for dinner, Mr. Feng smelled the fragrance of the kitchen and said with emotion: "When I was in the war, I ate boiled meat slices in the south several times. When I first ate them, I thought it was spicy, but the more I ate them, I specially invited a southern nanny, but the taste was always a little different from what I ate back then. But girl, try Sichuan cuisine. Although it is a little spicy, it has a unique taste."

Lin Xiaowan is quite familiar with boiled meat slices and understands that at this time, there are no Sichuan restaurants in the north, and Sichuan cuisine has not become popular in the north yet.

But she had read recipes and cooked by herself in her previous life. After all, she had been alone for a long time and had no friends. She didn't like to go out for dinner. She was too lonely to eat alone, so she made more of her own.

Looking at the reminiscence of Mr. Feng, Lin Xiaowan stood up and said, "Grandpa Feng, why don't I try to make some Sichuan dishes for you? By chance, I learned some fur from a southern chef."

Mr. Feng looked at Lin Xiaowan with some disbelief: "Girl, do you really know how to cook?"

Lin Xiaowan laughed: "Grandpa Feng, how poor our family used to be? If I can't cook, I'll starve to death. I'll try it." As she said that, she went to the kitchen.

Feng Ji was not very surprised because she heard Yu Jinshan say that Lin Xiao cooked at the evening party and that she could open a hot pot restaurant so well, how could she not understand cooking skills?

However, Feng Yan didn't believe it so much: "This Sichuan cuisine is completely different from our northern cuisine. I'll see what she looks like when she missed."

Mr. Feng couldn't sit still and went to the kitchen with his hands behind his back.

I saw that Lin Xiaowan's gesture of cutting vegetables was absolutely fine. The ingredients prepared were really used for Sichuan cuisine. Because Mr. Feng was good at this, he knew a little about these.

Lin Xiao is not afraid of people watching him when he is late, so he continues to cook.

After a while, the spicy and fresh smell in the kitchen floated up, which attracted Feng Ji and Feng Yan to come.

The nanny took a small notebook and wrote on the side that although she was from the south, she came to the north at the age of fifteen or sixteen, so the dishes she cooked were indeed not very authentic. When she saw Lin Xiaowan cooking, she could remember them quickly and make the owner happy in the future.

After Lin Xiaowan prepared four more representative Sichuan dishes and served them on the table, Mr. Feng could no longer help but move his chopsticks.

First I took a sip of boiled meat slices: "It tastes delicious, it tastes delicious, it's this taste, spicy, right back flavor."

Another mouthful of Kung Pao Chicken Dice: "Yeah, crispy, spicy, delicious."

Mr. Feng tried it and started attacking his favorite boiled meat slices.

Feng Ji and Feng Yan can also eat spicy food with Mr. Feng, and they started eating at this time. They don’t want to compete for favor with Lin Xiaowan now because they give up. What is to vote for him? Lin Xiaowan’s all made by Mr. Feng likes, so why are they competing for?

After dinner, Mr. Feng couldn't bear to let Lin Xiaowan leave, so he chatted with her, from all over the world, and said that he was happy until after seven o'clock. Lin Xiaowan really had to leave, so Feng Ji sent Lin Xiaowan back.

Mr. Feng tightly reminded him to let Lin Xiaowan come again in a few days.

When Lin Xiaowan left, Mr. Feng looked at the direction of the car and sighed: "Who gave birth to a daughter is so good?"

Feng Yan helped Mr. Feng: "Master, let's go back to the house."

Mr. Feng returned to the house and noticed that there were two boxes of snacks on the tea table, without a trademark: "That was also brought by Xiaowan's girl?"

Feng Yan nodded: "Well, this is not because you have been reading paintings all the time, so you ignore this."

Mr. Feng went over and opened the snack box: "Is this? This is the eight old piece in Beijing?" After that, he took out a piece and took a bite: "Which family made this? It tastes delicious."

Feng Yan also ate a piece: "It's really better than Daochunxiang's. I'll go and ask Lin Xiaowan where he bought it tomorrow."

Mr. Feng nodded while eating: "Well, this has no trademark, it may be a small shop. This folk master is so he can't take care of the successor of the dim sum family."

Feng Yan ate another piece: "Lin Xiaowan is quite knowledgeable about eating, but he actually found such a delicious snack."

The grandparents and grandchildren ate half a box one after another, but they couldn't eat it anymore.

When Lin Xiaowan returned home, Shen Lingjun told her about the hot pot restaurant and had to open a branch. Because now, many people make reservations a few days in advance, so it is really impossible not to open a branch.

Lin Xiaowan was a little surprised, but she didn't plan to open a lot of this store, so she would control a certain number and open it in a good place to ensure the taste quality.

So she said she would go to talk to Lantian after school tomorrow.

The next day, I went to school and it was very peaceful because no one dared to be disrespectful to Lin Xiaowan, and no one dared to say anything behind the scenes.

Lin Xiaowan thinks it’s not bad, just study hard and improve every day.

After class, Lin Xiaowan and Yao Pinglan came out, and Feng Yan came over: "Girl, where did you buy the snacks you brought yesterday? Grandpa likes to eat them, so let me ask."

Lin Xiaowan looked at Feng Yan's mouth with a dim sum and smiled: "Grandpa loves food or do you like it?"

Feng Yan wiped his mouth: "You can love eating, you're not an outsider, so tell me quickly."

Lin Xiaowan said mysteriously: "I guess you can't buy it even if you spend money."

"What does it mean? Didn't it bought it from Shen Cheng?" Feng Yan asked in confusion.

"Privately customized, don't you see there is no trademark?"

"Just tell me where you ordered it. I'll order it, and I'll spend more money on it."
Chapter completed!