After the divorce, the farming dad’s aggressive life

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Qin Nianfeng led Chen Feng into the central kitchen first.

The exterior is a Soviet-style garden style building, but the inside is modern and minimalist, with marble and white bricks throughout, the floor is clean and spotless, and there are two aunts cleaning from time to time.

The ceiling is painted with turquoise sky, Philo green plants, flowing water false scene.

It is divided into several areas, Chinese food area, Western food area, and the most original firewood stove area, neatly stacked with a wall of dry firewood, seafood, refrigeration, game area, covering an area of nearly one acre.

The masters of this trip were all shocked.

Clothing, food, housing and travel run through a person's entire life, but the Qin family's 'food' is meticulous in terms of the degree of refinement, I am afraid that only the royal chef in the past is better.

Although they didn't ask, everyone also knew that a huge kitchen was definitely only served by a few people in the Qin family on weekdays.

The life of the rich is really luxurious.

Glancing at the mouth of the unloading area from afar, villagers continue to carry wild game from the mountains and forests to sell, whether they are on the protection list or not, the sea, land and air are all alive.

"Chefs, you can choose the location of the kitchen by yourself, and the ingredients on the list will be delivered tomorrow morning at 8 o'clock.

The voice of the bodyguard came.

At this point, his task is complete.

"Dad, you're here."

Nian Feng led Chen Feng to the Western food area quickly, tilted his head and said, "Nian Feng is hungry, can Dad make me food?"

"Yes, but it's not this, I don't know Western food."

Chen Feng led Qin Nianfeng to the firewood stove area.

He wrote his name on the catwalk.

Tomorrow, Chen Feng will cook snacks for the birthday banquet here.

Some snacks are cooked over a wood fire, and the flavor of the ingredients is more easily excited.

Qin Nianfeng clapped his palms and said happily: "It turns out that my father's name is written like this, it's so great."

Looking at the little guy in front of him, Chen Feng couldn't laugh or cry.

After entering the kitchen, seeing how respectful the Qin family was to Nian Feng, Chen Feng knew that this little guy might most likely be the Qin family, not the honored guest of the Qin family's birthday this time.

As far as Chen Feng knew, there was no mention of the side branch of the Qin family on Qin Tianhao's cousin's side.

Qin Tianhao has a total of four descendants: Tiger Dragon Yunfeng, Three Dragons and One Phoenix.

The eldest Qin Zhonghu, the second Qin Koulong, the third Qin Qingyun, the fourth Qin Mufeng.

More than a decade ago, though.

Qin Mufeng, the fourth elder of the Qin family, died in a family struggle.

So far.

In order to avoid being sought for revenge, the third generation of the Qin family is extremely well protected, and the outside world is never easy to show.

Judging from Qin Nianfeng's age, she is most likely the granddaughter of the eldest and second eldest and the second eldest child, or the descendant of the third and fourth eldest elders.

The fourth elder of the Qin family can be ruled out here.

If Qin Nianfeng is the granddaughter of the second eldest Qin Kolong, but he calls his father.

Chen Feng had an extra father for no reason.

That Chen Feng really had the heart to die.

"Mr. Chen, this is the cane sugar and maltose you want."

A back chef came over and looked at Chen Feng respectfully.

"Thank you."

Chen Feng took it with a smile.

The loader took the initiative to bring firewood from a burning stove to warm the stove on Table A.

Chen Feng also saw a group of beaters in the distance, whispering to his side, his eyes glancing at the little guy from time to time, and also showing an expression of envy and fear.

Apparently.

They knew about Qin Nianfeng calling his father.

The expression of envy, Chen Feng is a little understandable, but how many meanings does that expression of fear mean?

Could it be that the aunt of the Qin family would encounter a catastrophe?

Wait for the pot to heat up.

Chen Feng began to boil cane sugar and maltose.

"Dad, what are you doing here?"

Qin Nianfeng asked on tiptoe, but he still couldn't see what was in the stove.

"You'll find out later."

Chen Feng smiled and said, "Now those uncles and uncles are also in the hot pot, Nian Feng, if you still want to eat, you can go and let the uncles and uncles make it."

"Daddy will be ready later, call you."

Eh....

Chen Feng had already begun to be led into the ditch by this little guy.

"Okay, Dad, I'll go then."

Qin Nianfeng hugged Chen Feng's thigh with his eyes and pulled his trouser leg.

Chen Feng squatted down with a smile.

Suddenly.

A warm little lip was printed on his face.

"Dad, you need to hurry."

After sneaking up on Chen Feng, Qin Nianfeng was extremely happy, and ran to the Chinese food area with his short legs.

Chen Feng was boiling sugar while watching the scene on Qin Nianfeng's side.

No doubt.

These masters are all human spirits, and with the expressions of those people in the kitchen, these masters also know that Qin Nianfeng is not an ordinary person, and they completely agree to Xiao Nianfeng's request.

For a time, among the ten masters who came, together with Chen Feng, seven masters all started stir-frying the specialty dishes, wanting to give the little girl an unforgettable noon.

Time passes slowly.

It was nearly noon at this time, and it was time to eat.

The aroma came from the iron pot in front of Chen Feng's eyes, and a thick white mist wafted.

He began to pull the candy shredded with chopsticks and began to make the candy man.

Jingle bells.

At this moment, a video call came from Chen Feng's mobile phone, and Chen Feng laughed happily.

"Hey, Dad."

In the picture of the mobile phone screen, Tuan Tuan was standing, listlessly leaning on the sofa, and a table full of snacks was placed on the coffee table, "When you arrive at Qin's house, you don't know to call Tuan Tuan to report safety."

Chen Feng smiled and said, "Isn't this just fighting?"

"Hmph, obviously I called you."

Tuan Tuan stomped his foot, and the smelly dad would talk nonsense.

Chen Feng asked, "What about Yue'er, where is Uncle Yang Liu?"

"Uncle Six is outside the door, and he doesn't want to come in."

Tuan Tuan replied: "Mother Liu is holding a group meeting, Dad, I'm so bored alone, after you go to the Qin family, did anyone bully you?"

Chen Feng's heart warmed, and when Tuan Tuan asked this question, his little face became a lot more serious.

"Nope!"

Chen Feng shook his head.

Tuan Tuan clenched his small fists, "Then someone is bullying you, you must call and tell Tuan Tuan Oh, when the time comes, Tuan Tuan will give Dad a head." "Good

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Chen Feng couldn't help it.

And Tuan Tuan saw Dad watching the video, and at the same time looking at the firewood below, and the wall behind him, asked: "Dad, are you cooking now?" "

I'm making a good one."

Chen Feng took the mobile phone lens to shoot the pot noodles, "I'm drawing wire to make a little sugar man."

"Hmph, dad is biased, he hasn't made me a little sugar man, I want to eat it."

Tuan Tuan immediately became coquettish.

"You have behaved well at Mother Liu in the past two days, and I will take time to make it for you when I get home." Chen Feng said.

"Eh."

Tuan Tuan said: "I want to see what Dad does, can Dad draw a pony out, there is a pony, but I can't beat and run."

"Of course."

Chen Feng chatted with his daughter while fixing the mobile phone position.

When the father and daughter were chatting vigorously.

Tuan Tuan saw a little girl in a white dress running over in the picture, and then excitedly shouted to her father: "Dad! "

This moment.

Tuan Tuan was stupid.

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