Hardcore Chef Dad

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The sudden appearance of Zhang Maosheng startled Zhang Fenglin, and the happy family lost all their laughter in an instant.

Especially when Xue Wei and her son Zhang Xueping heard her husband call the old man who suddenly appeared Dad, both mother and son were taken aback, and even Xue Wei stood up quickly.

Zhang Xueping looked at his parents, and then at the old man whose father was facing him with his head bowed.

When the atmosphere between the two parties was extremely awkward, Zhang Xueping still mustered up the courage to ask: You, are you me, my grandfather?

When Zhang Maosheng saw his son Zhang Fenglin, his expression was very bad, even his eyes were sullen, and he had the urge to get angry with his son.

But suddenly he heard someone calling him Grandpa, and then Zhang Maosheng looked at Zhang Xueping again.

The big boy is no longer short, about the height of Zhang Maosheng's chest, and in his eyebrows, he can vaguely see Zhang Fenglin's appearance when he was a child.

The anger in Zhang Maosheng's heart was extinguished by a sudden brake the moment he saw his grandson.

When the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren were so stunned, they didn't know what to say next.

It was Su Jinrong who spoke next to him and said, Old Zhang, I was going to ask Yifan and Ruifeng to call you. You are here, just in time. Meet, your eldest grandson.

Su Jinrong then said to Zhang Xueping: Zhang Xueping, this is, grandpa, dear grandpa, quick, quick call.

Being mediated by Su Jinrong also made Zhang Fenglin seem to have found a way.

Zhang Fenglin quickly pulled his son to his side, let him stand in front of his father and said, Pingping, hurry up and call grandpa, this is your grandpa.

Zhang Xueping hesitated for a moment, then Zhang Fenglin was a little anxious and raised his hand to hit his son.

But just as he raised his hand, Zhang Maosheng grabbed his son's hand.

Okay, the child is still young, and he hasn't seen me for so many years. It's too embarrassing for the child to call him grandpa all at once. Don't be so harsh on the child like I used to be.

Zhang Fenglin was held back by his father, and after hearing what his father said, he was also stunned.

It was Xue Wei who heard the voice, and hurriedly said on behalf of her husband: Dad, you, please sit down quickly, Fenglin is really, he hasn't told us for so many years, so Dad, you are here too, if I had known earlier , if we come here today, we should visit your dad first, and then come over to eat with you.

Seeing the warm greeting from his daughter-in-law, Zhang Maosheng was quite satisfied with Xue Wei, his daughter-in-law.

At this moment, Zhang Xueping finally seemed to have pulled himself together, and called out, Grandpa is good.

When Zhang Maosheng heard his grandson calling him, he was taken aback for another moment, and then a smile bloomed on his face, and he promised, Okay, okay, good boy, sit down and eat.

Afterwards, the family sat down, and Liu Quan took the initiative to give up his seat, and went to find another plastic stool to sit on the side.

Everyone sat down, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward again.

After a while of silence, Xue Wei said, Dad, you haven't eaten yet, right? Let's eat together. Do you want anything else? Let's order a few more dishes.

While talking, Xue Wei waved to Su Ruoxi: Sister and brother, please come here, thank you.

It just so happened that Su Ruoxi also finished recording a table of menus, handed the list to her daughter, and asked her to send it to her father in the back kitchen.

Hearing Xue Wei's call, Su Ruoxi came over and asked with a smile, Sister-in-law, do you want more food?

Then, Su Ruoxi saw Zhang Maosheng who was at the same table, and Zhang Fenglin who dared not laugh.

After hesitating for a while, Su Ruoxi asked Zhang Maosheng: Uncle Zhang, is it still the same today? Do you want three silk, chicken porridge, and lion's head? Or do you want to order some other dishes to eat with Brother Zhang?

Zhang Maosheng glanced at the dishes on the table: Well, this is already very rich, give me another portion of Sansi, and then a large portion of chicken porridge,

A few more pomegranate buns.

Su Ruoxi also immediately wrote down the table number, and then wrote down the dishes Zhang Maosheng ordered on the new menu.

After recording the menu, because Feng Ruoruo had already delivered it to the back kitchen, Su Ruoxi could only deliver it by herself.

After Su Ruoxi left, the family at the same table fell into silence again.

Zhang Maosheng didn't smile on his face, and he didn't speak when he sat there.

This made Zhang Fenglin dare not speak, or should he say that he didn't know what to say?

Seeing that her husband didn't speak, Xue Wei didn't know what to say for a while?

As for Liu Quan, he was even more silent.

In the end, only Zhang Xueping was left to look at his grandfather, and then at his father.

The big boy couldn't help but said: Grandpa, do you have a bad relationship with my dad? I always feel that when my dad saw you, he seemed to be very afraid of you, and before at home, my dad didn't Why did you mention Grandpa, what is going on with you?

Hearing his son asking so many questions, Zhang Fenglin glared at his son and said, Don't ask nonsense here.

Xue Wei also held back her son, not letting him continue to ask questions.

On the contrary, Zhang Maosheng heard the elder grandson's words, thought for a while and said, It was grandpa who was too strict with your father before, so your father may not like grandpa very much, so that's why.

When Zhang Maosheng said this, Zhang Fenglin quickly said: No, no, Dad, I was wrong. I didn't understand your intentions before. I failed your expectations of me, and I also failed you to ask Uncle Rong to teach me how to cook. Art's hard work, and I'm even more sorry for Uncle Rong's cultivation of me.

Having said this, Zhang Fenglin finally stood up and confessed to his father seriously: Dad, I'm sorry.

Faced with his son's confession, Zhang Maosheng didn't know how to respond.

Zhang Maosheng sat on the chair, looking at his son who bowed to him and admitted his mistake, he was stunned there.

After a period of silence, Su Jinrong, who was next to him, said, Okay, old Zhang, my son admits his mistake, daughter-in-law, eldest grandson, and even his apprentice are all present. You, borrow the slope to get off the donkey, don't be nervous, give me the steps too, son! , you father and son, shake hands and make peace.

After Su Jinrong opened his mouth and said so much with a little bit of effort all of a sudden.

Lu Cuiling also came over and said, Old Zhang, don't be tense. My son and grandson have come to apologize. You should also take the initiative to shake hands with your son and make peace. We are still a family.

Su Jinrong and Lu Cuiling tried to persuade Zhang Maosheng, but finally Zhang Maosheng sighed: Okay, sit down and let the past go. Both of us were responsible at the beginning. In fact, the main responsibility lies with me. I treated you at that time. It is indeed a bit too harsh, and Dad also apologizes to you.

Zhang Fenglin hurriedly said: No, no, Dad, you were strict with me at that time to urge me to improve, but I failed to understand you.

Su Jinrong stretched out his hand, held hands tightly with his son, and said, Don't say who is wrong, we two are shaking hands today, and if we have time in the future, we will often bring Pingping to see me.

Zhang Fenglin held his father's hand tightly, with tears in his eyes, and nodded seriously: Okay Dad, actually, Dad, you can move in and live with us, and you can get along with us peacefully. Would love to live with grandpa.

When Zhang Fenglin said this, he also looked at his son.

But Zhang Xueping did not give an affirmative answer.

For Zhang Xueping, this grandpa is still a little strange, so Zhang Xueping really doesn't want to live with him.

Seeing that his son was silent, Zhang Fenglin immediately put on a straight face and wanted to get angry.

But was stopped by Zhang Maosheng: Okay, I'm still a child, and I don't know me well, so I won't bother you at your house. Come and see me when you have time.

Xue Wei also said at this time: Dad, if you have time, you can come and live with us for a while. Pingping is a little strange to you. If you go and stay, Pingping should like it.

Zhang Maosheng nodded with a smile: Okay, thank you, I'm very happy, but I still won't live with you for the time being, I'm used to living here, and I can't live without Su Ji.

The family in front really shook hands and made peace, both Su Jinrong and Lu Cuiling felt very happy.

Even Yang Zhiyi and Chen Yaofei's grandparents smiled when they saw this scene.

Everyone has heard about the father-son problems of Zhang Maosheng and Zhang Fenglin, so I am really happy that the father and son can shake hands and make peace, and feel that such a family is better.

In the kitchen, Feng Ruoruo and her two good friends, who originally delivered the menus, were also telling Dad about the outside situation after delivering the menus.

Before Feng Ruoruo brought in the menu, she saw Grandpa Zhang coming in, so the little girl also had to report to her father.

Dad, Grandpa Zhang is here, and then Grandpa Zhang went directly to that Uncle Zhang's desk.

Yang Xiaoxi followed up and said, Father Feng, is Grandpa Zhang Uncle Zhang's father?

Chen Yaofei went on to say: I heard from Father Feng and Grandpa Su that it seems that Grandpa Zhang is Uncle Zhang's father, but they quarreled.

Feng Ruoruo heard what Chen Yaofei said, and hurriedly said to her father: Ah, Dad, then you should go out quickly, and don't let Grandpa Zhang quarrel with that Uncle Zhang.

Chen Yaofei quickly explained: No, they are not arguing now, they were arguing in the past.

Feng Ruoruo asked strangely, Why are you arguing?

Chen Yaofei shook her head and said she didn't know.

Listening to the words of the three little girls, Feng Yifan expected that the father and son Zhang Maosheng and Zhang Fenglin might run into each other, but he didn't expect that they would run into each other so soon.

After hearing what the little girls said, he was also a little worried about the situation outside.

While Feng Yifan was still worried, Su Ruoxi came in with the menu.

Uncle Zhang is here, and he ordered a few more dishes. It looks like he's about to shake hands with Brother Zhang, so hurry up and prepare it.

Feng Yifan was a little surprised when he heard his wife's words: It's so soon to shake hands and make peace?

Seeing her mother coming in, Feng Ruoruo rushed to her and asked, Mom, Mom, did Grandpa Zhang and Uncle Zhang quarrel outside?

Su Ruoxi embraced her daughter, pinched her little face and said, No, grandpa and uncle are about to reconcile.

Feng Ruoruo also exclaimed suddenly: Ah, did you reconcile so quickly?

Chen Yaofei leaned over again and said, Unfortunately, they quarreled a long time ago, and now they are reconciled. It has been a long, long time.

Su Ruoxi stretched out her arms to embrace Chen Yaofei, and said with a smile: Well, Feifei is right, grandpa and uncle quarreled a long time ago, and then they ignored each other. Now, grandpa and uncle have reconciled, should we go out? Congratulate grandpa and uncle?

Hearing this, Yang Xiaoxi hurried forward and said, That's right, let's go out and celebrate.

Maybe Yang Xiaoxi didn't understand what was going on? But when she heard that she was going to celebrate, the little girl felt very excited.

Su Ruoxi said to her husband: Okay, hurry up and make Uncle Zhang's order, I will take my daughter out first.

Feng Yifan responded: Okay, then you go out and wait a while, Ruo Ruo's dinner will be ready in a while, since there are not many people in this period of time, you should eat first.

Hearing that they could eat, the three little girls were naturally overjoyed.

Feng Ruoruo shouted: It's great, I can finally eat.

Yang Xiaoxi touched his stomach and said, Xixi has been hungry for a long time.

Chen Yaofei smiled and said, Hehe, Feifei is actually hungry too.

Su Ruoxi pulled the three girls: Okay, since we're all hungry, let's go out first, and let Father Feng serve you food later, and we're going to start eating dinner.

After watching his wife and girls leave, Feng Yifan glanced at Zhang Maosheng's order.

I saw Sansi, a large portion of chicken porridge, and pomegranate buns.

The corners of Feng Yifan's mouth rose slightly, and he probably guessed that the father and son Zhang Maosheng and Zhang Fenglin should be reconciled.

Feng Yifan then said to his apprentice Lin Ruifeng: Ruifeng, you can make this pomegranate package today.

Lin Ruifeng didn't hesitate, and immediately agreed: Good master.

The process of pomegranate buns is not complicated. The most difficult part is to spread the skin of pomegranate buns.

And during this period of time, Lin Ruifeng also followed Master to do it several times. He knew in his heart that today this is an opportunity for Master to try for himself, so Lin Ruifeng also took it very seriously.

After handing over the pomegranate bag to his apprentice, Feng Yifan started to prepare chicken porridge and three silks.

Perhaps for some cooks who are not very skilled in knife skills, making three silks is a relatively difficult dish, but for Feng Yifan, it is very easy to make three silks.

For Feng Yifan, knife work is too simple.

On the contrary, the preparation of chicken porridge is much more complicated for Feng Yifan.

Because the chicken porridge needs to chop the chicken into puree, and pick out the tendons in the minced meat, and then sieve the minced meat several times, and finally get a very fine and watery chicken puree.

This series of steps is a test of a cook's patience and skills.

Feng Yifan also started to process the chicken after the three shreds were cut and put on the pot.

It was not until the three silks were out of the pot that a part was carried out, and very detailed follow-up steps were still needed.

So Feng Yifan asked Lin Ruifeng to serve the Sansi and pomegranate buns first, while he continued to make the final chicken porridge in the back kitchen.

The end result is a runny chicken puree, which is stirred and cooked in a clear broth.

It makes the chicken mash look like rice grains, and it looks like a bowl of clear porridge.