Dinner is ready in the kitchen and served one by one.

Old Man Cheng could see at a glance that these were all from the hands of the Cheng family's chefs, and it was impossible for them to be prepared by Feng Yichen.

His face became more and more proud, and he knew that this kid was just being strong.

In a moment, he will have to let his granddaughter take a good look.

"Tell me, this, that one you did."

Feng Yichen glanced at the dishes on the table, the corners of his mouth rose a little, and the arc was shallow: "If grandpa likes these dishes, I can also cook them, but I prepared something else for grandpa today." ”

Old Man Cheng snorted.

Then the servant came with the last two dishes.

It's far away, you can't see what it really is, and it doesn't look bright after all.

Until the two dishes were placed in front of Old Man Cheng.

The old man was stunned.

Looking at those two dishes, I was a little stunned.

Cheng Jinyu, who was sitting on the other side, looked at the unfamiliar dish and furrowed his brows: "I said, what are you, you can't pick weeds on the side of the road and come back to fry them, right?" Can this be eaten? ”

Old Man Cheng's face was a little unnatural, and he looked at Feng Yichen: "Where did you get it?" ”

"At a farmer's market in the west of the city, there is an old man who goes over every day to sell."

"And how did you come up with the idea to do this?"

Wild vegetables really don't look like dishes that will appear on the table of wealthy families.

Feng Yichen smiled slowly, and his tone was light: "Grandpa has eaten a lot of delicacies from the mountains and seas for so many years, why don't you try this wild vegetable in the mountains, it tastes very good, pure natural, and the history books record that the medicinal value of wild medicine is very high, it is a good choice for dietary therapy, grandpa try it?" ”

Old Man Cheng's gaze at Feng Yichen was a little strange, he didn't expect that Feng Yichen would still understand this.

Although it is not a precious mountain and sea delicacies, it is ...... Attentively.

The most important thing is that Mr. Cheng does prefer this mouthful.

Every time I go to Jiang Yuan, I ask the chef there to make one.

When I got home, I didn't let the kitchen prepare it.

Feng Yichen will do what he likes.

But......

The old man snorted: "The head of the story is the Tao, and I don't know how to make it." ”

As he spoke, he picked up his chopsticks and sandwiched a dish of cold wild vegetables.

Flavor......

You don't have to eat in Jiang Yuan?

Old Man Cheng was a little surprised, and then he sandwiched one chopstick and another fried with bacon, it turned out to be delicious?

Old Man Cheng's stunned eyes widened a little.

It's not that this dish is so delicious that he is amazed, but the person who made this dish is Feng Yichen?

"It tastes okay." The old man said unnaturally: "Okay, okay, let's eat." ”

He naturally didn't doubt that this dish was from Feng Yichen's hand, after all, although the cook in the kitchen was kicked out, it was not impossible to see it.

When everyone heard the old man's words, they thought that he was trying to save face for Feng Yichen.

After all, how could the wild vegetables on the roadside be delicious, and besides, a young master like Feng Yichen would not mention it.

You might not even be able to tell the difference between sugar and salt.

So much so that he didn't touch the plate of dishes, not because he didn't give face, but because he didn't want to find guilt for himself.

Later, they found out.

After a meal, they didn't even have a chance to touch the two plates of wild vegetables.

There are so many dishes on the table, if you talk about liquidation, there are only these two dishes.

The old man's face was full of red light when he ate, and he patted his stomach, still with a hard mouth.

"I heard you say that it has medicinal value, so don't waste it."

Feng Yichen smiled and didn't speak.