Zhao Ximing, Li Guoqing, and Bing Tang's eyes widened.
Many of Su Xiaoyu's classmates were also dumbfounded.
They had only taken a bite of Lin Fan's feast and were already deeply attracted by it.
They had never eaten such a feast before.
"Did Lin Fan really make this feast? Why is it so delicious?"
"Lin Fan's feast is comparable to a five-star meal…"
"That's right. If Lin Fan becomes a chef, he'll definitely become popular!"
"I remember now. Lin Fan used to run a restaurant. Is that restaurant still open?"
The classmates looked at Lin Fan expectantly.
He just smiled and shook his head.
There was no longer any need to open that restaurant.
Even if he opened the restaurant, he wouldn't be able to cook a feast for his customers himself.
After dinner, the classmates were ready to rest.
Lin Fan returned to his room and prepared to study Chinese chess.
