Chapter 1188： These are not tasty

There is a bowl of soup on both sides, one is creamy mushroom soup, the other is chicken soup, stewed with herbs.

That bowl of chicken soup did not contain chili, but there were two small bowls next to it with chili powder dipping sauce.

The old man asked Feng Xian to sit on his left hand, and his right hand was full of Yu.

Qiao Shiwan and Qian Mian were sitting together.

"Man Man, come here today, I should be back soon." The old man said.

Feng Xianjun's face was indifferent: "There is a mother and a miserable person at home."

The implication is that it is enough for them to treat guests.

This sentence left Yu Manman out.

The corner of the old man's mouth was pressed, and he could see some dissatisfaction.

"Try the chef's dishes tonight."

When Yu Manman saw it, he immediately put a piece of fresh and tender steamed cod in his bowl, with the thorns removed.

"Brother Fengxian, try this. Grandpa said he likes to eat light. Although it looks very light, it tastes delicious."

The old man smiled and said, "Yes, I just tasted it and it was really delicious."

Feng Xian removed the bowl and asked the servant to change it.

The old man's face sank: "No change!"

This sound suddenly changed the atmosphere on the dinner table.

Feng Xian was calm and composed, and said slowly: "Grandpa, don't play kiddy, I'm not a father."

The father's two sons respect him and respect him very much.

The old man frowned: "Ah! That's it, give him a change."

After changing the dishes and chopsticks, Yu Manman didn't take the initiative to pick him up again, thinking in his heart, as long as the last dish he ate was made by her, she would win.

She is not happy to be sealed, she has accepted this fact, but she is confident to change his opinion step by step.

The old man might have understood it too, and he didn't force Feng Xian to eat any dish, it all depends on his preference.

Everyone dines at will, except Qianmiao, but they are all paying attention to the direction of the chopsticks.

A few minutes later, I ate all the chili peppers, and I ate with relish. I ate a bowl of rice clean and quickly changed to the second bowl.

The lighter dishes on the other side remained untouched.

Yu Man cast his eyes down, his lips pressed a little tight.

"Axian, don't you like light things the most?" the old man said.

"These are not tasty."

Yu Man's face turned pale.

It's not because I don't like it, but because it doesn't taste good, so... I don't like it.

Father: "Everything on this table is made by a chef."

Fengxian: "Cooking skills are unstable, so let's quit."

The old man looked at him full, and gave her a comforting look.

The topic was quickly pulled over and the watch was mentioned.

Yu Manman took out the watch and said with a smile: "Brother Fengxian, this is a work designed by Hua Zijin. Give it to you."

"It's fully customized, with good intentions, don't disappoint her kindness." The old man said.

Fengxian didn't take the watch.

They saw that he was wearing a red string bracelet on his wrist, like the kind of thing that boys would wear in school days, usually given by girls.

"A dignified president, what do you do with something that can't be put on the table? Take it off quickly." The old man said.

Yu Manman untied the hidden clasp of the watch, ready to put it on his wrist at any time.

Feng Xian put down his chopsticks and said, "Grandpa, don't bother to arrange these. You know what I want."

The atmosphere was suffocating, as if suddenly being attacked by a burst of cold air, which made people breathe uncomfortable.

Obviously, he knows everything. This is also clear enough.