After wearing the book, I hugged the strongest thigh

Chapter 275
"Hey? Aren't you the one who came back to practice at our house, that Mo Qinfeng's colleague?" Lin Ping remembered.

"I..." Zhao Fengqing didn't expect that Lin Ping still remembered him, and for a moment he didn't know how to reply, so he looked at Mo Qinfeng in embarrassment.

"He has recently switched to delivering food." Mo Qinfeng replied lightly.

"That's right, that's right, I switched to delivering food." Zhao Fengqing immediately nodded in agreement.

Hearing this, Lin Qiang's family looked even more disgusted.

Why do you have nothing to do with these people? It's really worthless.

"What is this? Food box?" Lin Tian was quickly attracted by the food box in Zhao Fengqing's hand.

It's the first time I've seen someone deliver food and take a food box, just like the ancients.

Zhao Fengqing smiled silly twice, and began to set the table.

The dishes were all freshly prepared, and Zhao Fengqing didn't even put them in plastic boxes, and put them in the big food box along with the plates and tableware as they were.

Squirrel mandarin fish, braised prawns, plum squab, red wine stewed beef, broccoli soup, matsutake fish maw stewed gravy, black truffle egg fried rice, chestnut swan crisp.

From vegetarian to meat, from soup to rice and even desserts, everything is exquisitely presented and delicious.

Even these dishes are exquisitely patterned and unique in shape.

Lin Qiang's family had never seen such exquisite dishes before, and they were so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths on the spot.

Especially Lin Tian, ​​his saliva was about to flow out.

At first glance, it is something that ordinary people can't afford.

"Thank you." Mo Qinfeng patted Zhao Fengqing's shoulder casually, making Zhao Fengqing tremble all over!
"It's not hard, it should be done!" Zhao Fengqing left after setting the table.

"This...which one did you order?" Lin Ping asked.

"Order whatever you want, let's eat first." After Mo Qinfeng finished speaking, he pulled out his chair and sat down.

Seeing Mo Qinfeng sit down, Gu Ying also sat down quickly, and looked at Lin Qiang's family: "Uncle, Aunt, we are eating takeaway today. If you feel unhygienic, you can go out to eat by yourself."

At this moment, Lin Ping's back straightened immediately, she snorted proudly, sat down without saying anything.

"Hey, at this point, when can we go out and find something to eat? Didn't we see that we are all hungry?"

Mrs. Lin coughed in embarrassment, and pressed Lin Tian's shoulder to make him sit down.

Then the two of them sat down very unnaturally.

As soon as he sat down, Lin Tian couldn't wait to move his chopsticks.

"Let me tell you, the dishes in your restaurants in the city are all fancy, but the taste is mediocre. It's not as delicious as the ones we cook in the big pot of the farmhouse in the village..."

Even though Mrs. Lin had already sat down, for her pitiful face, she still made a mouthful of complaints.

"Wow! This is too delicious!!"

Before Mrs. Lin finished speaking, she was interrupted by Lin Tian's exclamation.

"Mom, I've never eaten such a delicious thing! Can you make it for me when you go back!" Lin Tian said.

Sister Lin and Lin Qiang's smiles froze.

Before he finished speaking, he let his own son slap him in the face.

So Lin Qiang and his wife put a chopstick into their mouths in disbelief.

The next moment, they were shocked.

Good... delicious!

Thinking of what they said just now, they now only feel the burning pain on their faces.

Soon, a meal is over.

Lin Qiang's family was like hungry ghosts rushing to eat, and they ate up all the food in two or three strokes.

After eating and drinking enough, Lin Qiang picked his teeth with a toothpick and smashed his mouth: "Hmm...it's okay, so-so."

"A Ping, do you have any fruit at home?" Lin Qiang asked again.

"Yes." Lin Ping nodded, and was about to stand up to get it.

But was stopped by Lin Qiang, he pointed at Mo Qinfeng, with the attitude of the master of everyone: "Qin Feng, go and wash some fruits, and bring them to the living room later!"

Mo Qinfeng looked at him with cold eyes.

"Oh, by the way, remember to cut it up before bringing it here!" Lin Qiang thought for a while, and added another sentence.

(End of this chapter)