Chapter 821: Your Grandfather is Your Grandfather

Young Jiang Feng didn't realize that in the eyes of Jiang Weiming, their actions were comparable to the pioneering deeds of Jiang Chengde. Even if he had known, he would have just chuckled and told Granduncle Weiming he was overthinking it.

Founding a school? Right now, all he wanted to do was to smash Chef Arno in the finals of the Sino-US Master Chef competition.

Although the semi-finals of the show hadn't even started and the organizers had seemed to vanish for over a month, with the finals far away, Jiang Feng still hoped that he could create his own version of Jiang's Sea Cucumber Soup before the finals and then silently say "shit" while pointing at the dish Chef Arno made.

Admittedly, there was no deep hatred between him and Chef Arno, just a slight misunderstanding that hardly counted as a grudge, but the thought of saying "shit" in front of Chef Arno felt wildly satisfying.

"Feng, is one mango enough?" the aunt asked with a cheerful smile.