59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

"Uncle Zheng, how much is this dish?" Zhu Lin took a few bites before she remembered to ask the price.

Zheng Erniu smiled and said, "This dish was made by Chen Feng. You have to ask him how much it costs."

This is of course a joke.

However, Zhu Lin and Zhu Zhu, two big and small foodies, looked at Chen Feng with shining eyes, as if they were meeting him for the first time.

"Lily, your big brother is so awesome!" Little Zhu Zhu said with great envy, "My big sister's cooking is terrible!"

Chen Li became more and more proud!

"I eat delicious food cooked in my big pot every day."

The two little ones looked at each other and started eating again.

Chen Feng smiled faintly and said, "I definitely don't want any money, but you have to give Uncle Zheng some money for the gas."

He spent a lot of fuel this time!

"You are trying to squeeze me. It's just a little oil. The apprenticeship fee for this dish is more than this amount of oil." Zheng Erniu looked at his chef unhappily: "While Xiaofeng is here, why don't you quickly ask him how he made it just now."

Chen Feng held Chen Li back to stop the little foodie from eating any more.

"No need, I'll come tomorrow and write down the instructions and send them over."

"I'm going to take Lily back for dinner."

"Wait, the prices of these seafood have not been calculated yet!" Zheng Erniu said, holding a small bag of dried seafood.

Chen Feng shook his head and said, "Forget it, give it to Zhu Lin and the others. Can you please use the method you just used to make it for them in batches in the future?"

He turned to Zhu Lin and said, "You still have to pay for the fuel. Ask Uncle Zheng how much it is."

The two Zhu sisters nodded with smiles as beautiful as flowers.

"That's no problem. Thank you, Xiao Chen. I will go to the headquarters this afternoon and apply for a batch of dried seafood. I will experiment with how to make it first." Zheng Erniu agreed immediately.

This is because Chen Feng is a big supplier. If it were any other customer who wanted to cook with his own ingredients and only paid a little money for the oil, Zheng Erniu would spit back a mouthful of boiled water.

"Big pot, I want to eat more." The little foodie looked at the seafood on the table reluctantly.

"I have it at home!"

Letting the little foodie sit on the back seat of the bicycle, Chen Feng rode home.

"Uncle Zheng, I want to get some rice." Zhu Lin stopped her sister from eating only vegetables and asked Zheng Erniu to get three bowls of sweet potato rice.

Mainly made of sweet potato chunks mixed with some rice, this kind of rice is considered very good. Only small state-owned restaurants in the old city can obtain the corresponding supplies and provide it.

Small restaurants in other provinces and cities can only provide porridge, two-grain noodles, and alternative grains.

"Sister, when can you be as good as big brother?" Little Zhuzhu asked while eating a mouthful of sweet potato mixed with conch meat and swallowing it.

It’s not a big deal!

Zhu Lin tapped her sister's forehead with her chopsticks, and said in a sisterly manner, "Don't talk while eating!"

Little Zhu Zhu complained to her grandfather: "Grandpa, look, my sister always asks me to learn from Zhao Xiaohong, but she herself won't learn from big brother."

Mr. Zhu smiled and touched his granddaughter's head.

He didn't dare to offend his second granddaughter. If she got angry, she would ignore him for most of the month.

Zheng Erniu weighed the dried seafood and smiled at Zhu Lin, "Zhu Lin, take a good look. It's three pounds and six ounces in total. I'll charge you as much as you want tomorrow."

"Uncle, how much does the fuel cost?" Zhu Lin did not forget this.

"Let's say it's 30 cents a time." Zheng Erniu was afraid that she would think it was too expensive, so he explained, "It takes a lot of oil to fry this dish, and some spices."

"No problem!" Zhu Lin smiled and nodded: "Thank you, uncle."

She is not stupid. If Chen Feng didn't ask her to do so, she would not be able to cook here.

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Chen Li grabbed the belt around her brother's waist with both hands, spread her legs, and kept making "wuwuwu" sounds.

After playing for a while, I saw the gate of my own yard.

"Babababa, woooo."

In coordination with Chen Feng to stop, the small loudspeaker accurately called for a stop.

"Grandpa, let me tell you, big brother was really awesome just now!"

The little girl learned to jump down by herself, then ran into the yard and said to the old man, "My eldest brother was cooking at Uncle Zheng's place just now. It smelled so good!"

"I was wondering why you didn't come back. So you went there to cook?" The old man put down his pen and packed up his things.

"Let's go and eat!"

The meal at home is ready, just waiting for them to come back.

A lot of delicious dishes were cooked at home. Zhang Haixing knew how to take care of herself and never saved on oil, ingredients, etc. like Zhou Qing did.

This has to do with the two people's backgrounds. Even if the Zhang family has declined, it is still a big family and their living standards are not bad at all.

The little foodie took a bite and shook his head, saying, "This isn't made in a big pot. It's not as delicious as in a big pot."

"Hey, Lily, this was made by the master!" Fatty Wang said with a wink.

Chen Li looked at Zhang Haixing and smiled: "Sister's cooking is also delicious."

"It's just not as delicious as your big pot, right?" Zhang Haixiong pinched the little girl's face.

"The big pot is the best!" Chen Li nodded.

"Of course not. A big pot is not only big and can hold more, but it is also easier to stir-fry." Zhang Haixiong joked.

After lunch, Guo Chunhua brought three pounds of leeks. With so many things, Chen Feng wondered if Guo Chunhua had pulled all the leeks she had grown at home.

“How can we finish so much?” the old lady asked in embarrassment as she looked at the leeks.

"Let's make leek meat pie, or leek dumplings." Chen Feng said casually.

Chen Li immediately raised her hand and said, "The dumplings are delicious!"

If you are a genuine northerner, you will definitely like wheat cakes, but the Chen family migrated from Hunan. The old man and the old lady tend to have a southern taste, and they like to eat dumplings with the whole family.

Just like tofu pudding, people in the north like to eat salty ones, but the Chen family likes to eat sweet ones.

"Leek pancakes are delicious too." Fatty Wang interrupted.

"Then let's prepare them all, half for each side. It's just right that we can let Jianjun take some of the meat patties to Corey and let Dahai and the others try them." The old lady decided.

How can leaders win the support of the people?

In the future, it will be about money and big promises.

Chen Jianjun is a real meat pie, he doesn’t need to be drawn at all!

Every time the Chen family made some meat patties and brought a few over to the dinner, several section chiefs, deputy section chiefs, and several security section chiefs would rush over to join in!

Chen Jianjun doesn't have to pay for the peanuts, wine, sweet potatoes, cigarettes, tea, beer, etc., others will take care of them.

All Lao Chen needs to do is get some meat patties from home. The cost is much lower than theirs, after all, the meat is all from the mountains.

"When you're done, I'll come back early to help." Zhang Haixiong said.

"Let's do it in the afternoon. Leeks wilt easily." The old lady counted the meat in the cellar at home and said, "We just happen to have some mutton and wild boar meat. We can make two kinds of dumplings."

Chen Li turned her head and looked at Chen Feng: "Da Guo, can I take a leave in the afternoon? I want to make dumplings!"

Zhou Qing snorted coldly: "No!"

"Mom, you don't love grandma at all. Making dumplings is very tiring." The little girl said unhappily.

"Just study hard!" Zhou Qing glared at his daughter.

"Okay, Lily, go take a nap." Chen Feng said to his sister. If he let the little girl continue to mess around, he might get beaten by his mother.