Hearing his father's words, Lin Zhi couldn't cry or laugh, not knowing what was going on.

"What does this have to do with my name?" Lin Zhi fed Lin Zongyuan and ate another bite of egg custard, indicating that he didn't understand his father's thoughts at all.

"Why doesn't it matter? I should have named you Lin Rou at the time! If I hadn't given you that name, you wouldn't have been so stubborn. When Lin Zongyuan said this, there was a trace of anger on his face, which made Lin Zhi feel big in an instant.

Lin Zhi was silent, feeling deeply powerless at the strange thing that his father attributed his personality to his name, and at the same time glad that his name did not become what his father had hoped it would be.

"Dad, it doesn't matter my character and name, it's just you who let me. Lin Zhi hurriedly retorted.

"I see. Lin Zongyuan recalled the past, it seems that he is indeed too obedient to Lin Zhi, and now his son seems to have his responsibility to become like this?

Thinking like this, Lin Zongyuan couldn't help but feel secretly annoyed in his heart.

Lin Zhi saw that his father didn't speak, so he hurriedly stuffed the egg custard into his mouth, so as not to have any strange thoughts from his father.

"Hmph, what about eating?" Mu Xing came in and saw this picture of father and son's filial piety, deliberately put on a straight face, snorted lightly, and said angrily.

"Senior Mu, Lin Zhi, please sit down. Lin Zongyuan hurriedly signaled with his eyes, and Lin Zhi also hurriedly got up and sent the only chair in the room under him to Mu Lao.

"Mu Lao, sit. Lin said hello and continued to sit back on the edge of the bed and feed his father.

"Mu Lao, I didn't expect your old man to be willing to come, I'm so happy. This stinky boy in my family doesn't listen to anyone, I really don't have the face to see you. Lin Zongyuan felt guilty in his heart, and when he saw that Mu Lao was willing to come over in person, his face was full of emotion.

"Hmph, what can't I do? If you don't worship me as a teacher, this kid will regret it sooner or later. Mu Xing said as a matter of course, looking at Lin Zhi's eyes full of eyes, in the future, if you kid begs me, I won't want your pride.

"Of course, Mu Lao is right. Lin Zhi said with a smile.

Lin Zongyuan breathed a sigh of relief, it was good that Mu Lao was not angry with his son. I admired Mu Lao even more in my heart, Mu Xing's predecessor was really a respected veteran in the food industry, and Lin Zongyuan looked at Mu Xing with deeper respect in his eyes.

Mu Xing glanced at the room, saw the wontons at the head of the bed, and immediately spoke without hesitation.

"What about eating, I haven't eaten at noon, old man. ”

"Lin Zhi, hurry, send the meal to Mu Lao. Lin Zhi quickly and non-stop, dedicated his lunch to Mu Lao, Lin Zongyuan also wanted to send his own custard over, but thinking that he had already eaten, he was embarrassed to speak.

"That's pretty much it. Mu Xing's majestic book took the wonton seriously, unceremoniously took a wonton and put it in his mouth, chewed a few bites, and looked at Lin Zhi's eyes and couldn't help but turn green again.

Really, the taste of ravioli has improved a little more.

Every time Lin Zhi makes wontons, the skill value will increase, and most people only think it is very delicious, unless they don't eat it for a while, and then suddenly taste it, they won't notice this slight progress every time.

But what kind of person is Mu Xing, a person who has dealt with high-end food all his life, he easily noticed Lin Zhi's progress. Mu Xing's face turned weird, how could this kid make progress so fast? You must know that many people cook at that level all their lives. In the field of cooking, it is much more difficult to improve than ordinary skills.

Mu Xing suddenly regretted a little in his heart, such a good seedling, he would be able to do it all at once, but it was a big deal to fight to the death, just with his old face, he didn't believe that he couldn't resist a young man.

Lin Zhi didn't know that his share of wontons had rekindled Mu Lao's mind again, and he still had the idea of stalking. Lin Zhi, who reconciled with his father, returned home in a good mood.

On the sofa, the three of them sat quietly in the hall, no one went back to the room to sleep, and Lin Zhi came in and accepted the attention of the six eyes in an instant.

"Eh, why don't you sleep?" Lin Zhi was looked at by the three of them, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Wei Cheng got up and took a look, Lin Zhi's lunch box was empty, and he immediately cried out in surprise.

"The lunch box is empty, and my uncle has eaten?

"Naturally. Lin Zhi was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and was a little moved in his heart, nodded with a smile on his face, and reported the good news to the three of them.

"It's wonderful. Lin Xia jumped up happily, and everyone had a smile on their faces.

Lin Zhi's smile became a little stronger: "Thanks to everyone these days, I have time to invite you to eat and have a big meal." ”

"Really, I'm going to the Grand Hotel!" Tang Ling said with a deliberate lion's mouth.

"Okay. Lin Zhi didn't care about it, even if he knew that they were actually joking, but a few people have helped him a lot recently, and he should have invited a meal to the Grand Hotel.

A few people were happy, but with the heat of Lin Zhi's stall, they wanted to find time to have a dinner, maybe they could only wait for the next rainy day?

Sure enough, it was the distress that the business was too good.

"Boss, you're back to spring. At night, Fan Zhe said cheaply.

Lin Zhi glanced at Fan Zhe lightly, and then continued to wrap the wontons with a calm gaze.

"I knew that, men, like women, have a few days every month. Fan Zhe said to himself, and fanned himself after eating a bowl of wontons.

"I said boss, why don't you sell soy milk at night? Are you worried that no one will drink it? With me, it's okay, just flood me with soy milk." ”

Lin Zhidi pondered countless times, did he pull out Fan Zhe's tongue, or was it convenient to be directly poisonous.

One Fan Zhe is almost as good as a hundred ducks.

"Sell in the morning. Lin Zhi replied simply, then turned his head and looked at Fan Da Painter with a look that he would just step back if he had nothing to do.

"Hmph, what's the big deal, I'll go over and eat it in the morning. Fan Zhe wanted to say that it was a big deal that I wouldn't eat it, but the words were changed stiffly, and he was dissatisfied with Lin Zhi in his heart.

In order to come over at night, Fan Zhe rented a house on the side of the pedestrian street, some distance from the primary school. He was entangled in his heart, whether to get up early every day for the sake of food.

Lin Zhi has been proud of the spring breeze in the past two days, and the air he breathes into his mouth is not so hot.

In the past few days, Lin Zhi has still traveled back and forth between his home and the hospital, and the difference is that he brought an extra meal each time.

Mu Lao eats wontons every day, feels the taste improving again and again, and wants to pull down his face every time and snatch Lin Zhi directly to the kitchen.

Lin Zhi was working with the dough in his hands on the morning of the third day when he suddenly heard good news from the system.

"Ding, the host pastry skill has been upgraded to the intermediate level, which is gratifying. ”