C8

Lin Feng had a dream.

In his dream, Lin Feng walked into a foreign land.

"So cold, so cold. "Where is this place …"

Lin Feng shouted, but no one seemed to respond. Looking around, there seemed to be trees, grass, and a bunch of strange looking tents. Some of the tent canvas even fluttered in the wind, but apparently there was no one inside. Lin Feng's vision was not very good, and it became even more blurry in his dreams, causing Lin Feng to feel like there was a huge fog nearby.

As he continued to fumble his way forward, the scene unintentionally changed. The green tone from before changed to a yellow tone, possibly because the trees and grass were all withered, and the air became colder and colder. Although the wind was not strong, as long as a breath of wind touched his skin, the pain would be no different from a blade.

There was a light in the distance! Under the light, Lin Feng seemed to be able to see someone. Lin Feng, who could not suppress the joy in his heart, quickened his pace, but did not dare rush, because if his speed was too fast, the wind would also become stronger. Lin Feng used both hands to protect his stomach, his head lowered, to the point where he couldn't see the road ahead anymore. He knew the direction.

The strange thing was that while Lin Feng was running, he felt that it was getting warmer and the wind became weaker. A very gentle feeling approached him, causing Lin Feng to unconsciously quicken his pace.

When he raised his head, Lin Feng was shocked. This was because the originally small house had become incomparably large. Although the houses would indeed become larger according to the perspective of the world as they neared the house, this small house had suddenly become as big as a park … No, it's as big as a city now!

Curiosity spurred Lin Feng to continue forward, and after entering the tent, the first thing he did was to face the warm flow. This warm flow seemed to contain something that made people happy, and even made them addicted to it. Suddenly, Lin Feng's pupils became huge, because he saw his favorite celebrities, Hee Qiong, Zhao Hui, Zhao Liying and the others.

Lin Feng walked forward. Hello! I, I'm Lin Feng, I'm your fan, I really like you! "

"Is that so? Haha, you sure know how to joke. We should be your fans! "Haha!"

"This, this is real! I …" Lin Feng was obviously at a loss of what to do in response to the goddess in his heart, "Why do you say that?"

"You are the Great Master Chef, this convention is specially prepared for you!"

Lin Feng looked at his surroundings once again. The entire tent, which Lin Feng could not see in the horizon, only saw a small area nearby with a sea of people. Some of them were sitting and some were standing, as though they were looking forward to it, but they were also very happy.

Lin Feng suddenly became very confident, and then he brushed his hair.

"When do I want to go up?"

"In half an hour."

Lin Feng thought to himself, wasn't the pancakes he made just delicious? He felt complacent in his heart.

"Oh yeah, we need to record a program later. It's a special show and we'll be receiving a huge reward. I hope you'll give us some face later to discuss this."

"Okay." Lin Feng's eyes unconsciously drifted towards Zhao Liying.

"Hubby!" Suddenly, a familiar voice called out, Lin Feng's eyes were still fixed on Zhao Liying, he noticed that Zhao Liying's mouth twitched a little, and looked at him. After pondering for awhile, Lin Feng came to a conclusion, that was … He was dreaming.

"That's right, with just this little bit of skill, how could I become a Master Chef? "Hehe …" The dream was starting to become unstable. Lin Feng was about to wake up, but he heard a voice at the very last moment. I will wait for you to come back! "

Rubbing his eyes, Lin Feng propped himself up from the seat and bit down on his thumb, "Wa, it hurts. "Looks like he's awake."

Lin Feng glanced at his sister again, she was still sleeping. He slept quite well! Lin Feng also could not bear to disturb her. Thus, he sat back down on the chair and recalled the dream he had just had. In his heart, however, a bold idea popped up.

The next morning, they discussed yesterday's plan and prepared to carry it out. His sister posted a flyer at the school gate for lunch. Sure enough, two people came in the afternoon. The income was not bad, the staff were paid enough, and the store's reputation was getting better and better.

Although it was still far from the scene in Lin Feng's dream, Lin Feng believed that as long as he continued to work hard, there would be a day when he would realize it.

While thinking about marketing, Lin Feng spent more of his time researching how to make more delicious dishes. He thought to himself, "I can't always rely on a rock." While cooking, he also sought innovation, and innovation in food was the most important thing. Furthermore, Lin Feng firmly believed that this could also be considered an art form!

"Big brother, you should rest for a while."

"No problem, you should rest first." I must figure out how to make tofu taste touching today. Little sister, do you know that the most comfortable feeling for a person is not joy, but being moved! "

"Alright, I'll go to sleep first."

Lin Xin was extremely worried about her brother's body, but she also knew that her brother wasn't someone who could be persuaded. If he decided to do something, even if the entire world were to object, he would definitely do it. He could only head to his room helplessly.

Lin Feng saw his sister walk into the room, so he relaxed and continued his research. The entire room was filled with a myriad of smells. Lin Feng placed the ginger powder in his hand into a spoon. To accurately measure it, he only needed to weigh it with his hand.

"Eh, where did the pot go?" "It was clearly here just now." Lin Feng knelt down and was about to go through the cupboard, when suddenly, "Peng!" was wondering where the table came from, and when he raised his head, he realized that he was actually in the living room. Lin Feng suddenly felt dizzy, his body was no longer under his control, and he collapsed onto the sofa.

He was really tired this time. Lin Feng once again dreamt of that large tent, which was still very far away. But the only difference was that Lin Feng was extremely clear-headed this time. When he saw the scene before him, he immediately realized that he was dreaming. Thus, he continued forward towards the tent.

After entering, the first to welcome them was Hee Qiong and the others, and asked: "How is it, have you decided, do you want to enter the group?" Lin Feng knew that his meaning was to go out to film the program team, and thought that since it was a dream, he should agree.

"I need to get some fresh air."

"Okay, just don't freeze it!"