A painter's reputation is enhanced through exhibitions. If you want to become a painter, this process is inevitable.

So Xu Yanmei's worries are completely unreasonable, and it's not a bad thing. Besides, she is also Del's friend, and Han Qi will not refuse based on the relationship between Han Qi and Del.

"Thank you then. I am very slow at creating a painting. I really can't finish a painting in a while."

"I understand, after all, it is normal for classical painting to take time. By the way, if the painting from Dell Gallery is put on display, do you mind if I tell you the price of that painting?"

"I don't mind." Han Qi said as he put down his coffee.

Mocha is a type of coffee that he liked very much during this period. It has the strong aroma of espresso and the milky aroma of milk. After traveling in Mongolia, Tibet, and Northern Europe, he didn’t learn anything else. Tasting milk is considered an introduction.

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"There are very few people in Tianfu who are as polite as you. Relax a little." Han Qi said, "Well, it's getting late. How about I treat you to a meal of Tianfu specialties?"

“Specials?”

“It’s just hot pot.”

"Uh, forget it, I'm from Shanghai and I'm not used to spicy food."

"You can eat mandarin duck hotpot, the kind with half red oil and half clear soup."

Xu Yanmei came all the way from Norway, and Han Qi also wanted to show his kindness to the landlord.

Sichuan cuisine is now spread all over the country, not to mention domestically, there are many abroad. He thinks Xu Yanmei must have eaten it.

So let’s eat hot pot.

Authentic Rongcheng hot pot is hard to find in other places outside of Tianfu. Most hot pots in other places have no soul.

Xu Yanmei was very hesitant, but Han Qi was a painter she valued very much, and she could not refuse his kindness. Finally, she followed Han Qi to a hot pot restaurant.

The hot pot in Rongcheng is different from that in Shancheng.

Han Qi has also tried Shancheng Hot Pot. They have been using butter since a long time ago. Butter becomes more fragrant the more you cook it and does not need to use too many spices.

Authentic Shancheng hotpot uses old oil, that is, the oil is recycled after cooking once.

A few years ago, due to food hygiene issues, the country banned the use of the same oil multiple times, and many people in mountain cities were unhappy.

Let’s talk about Tianfu hot pot. In the past, vegetable oil was used, which lacked the aroma. So a lot of spices had to be added to the hot pot, so the aroma was stronger than that of Shancheng hot pot. It was spicy and numb.

Although there are two kinds of hot pot now, you have me and you have me, but if you do a little research on food, you can still find the authentic Chengdu hot pot.

The two of them sat down in a small shop with only three storefronts.

This restaurant is called Pang Ge Rongcheng Hot Pot. The name is very popular. There are definitely more than 50 hot pot restaurants with this name across the country. But the taste is really good. Han Qi has been to this restaurant seven or eight times.

The boss also remembers Han Qi. After all, there are relatively few people driving Porsches to his house to eat hot pot.

When the mandarin duck pot was served, Xu Yanmei's pounding heart finally calmed down when she saw the clear soup with white flowers, and she felt that she should be able to eat some.

Han Qi kept introducing dishes for Xu Yanmei to taste.

Being abroad for a long time, it must have been a long time since I had good food.

Norway is a small place to begin with. Han Qi also traveled in northern Norway for a long time and traveled everywhere.

I have personally experienced which dishes taste good and which dishes taste bad.

The scenery and people are nice, but the taste of the food is really not that good.

Many chefs make dishes that are at best a little more delicious than Zang cuisine.

Xu Yanmei ate happily at first...but gradually, her expression changed.

So spicy.

My mouth is numb.

Why? I don’t add chili pepper to the seasoning and I have been eating clear soup. Why is it so spicy?

Do you also put chili pepper in the clear soup?

Her heavily powdered face was as red as a prawn, which was very conspicuous. Of course Han Qi also saw it, which was very strange.

Can anyone really eat clear soup that is so spicy? Moreover, the ingredients in the bowl are very light, with no chili pepper at all.

If it's spicy...the spiciness of the dish itself?

It’s better not to invite your southern friends to hot pot in the future. This...

Han Qi tried not to look at Xu Yanmei's face as he finished the meal. Xu Yanmei rarely ate for the rest of the meal. She sat across from her and drank iced yogurt, looking at Han Qi as if she were an alien.

How could he eat it?

At this moment, Xu Yanmei suddenly felt that Darwin was right. Although they were all Chinese, the different regions gave people different evolutionary choices. Maybe the Tianfu people chose a stomach that could eat chili peppers.

At the end of the meal, the Lord is full of joy.

Han Qi was very happy. He had wanted to come here to eat hot pot for a long time, but he didn't want to come when he was alone.

The only drawback is that the guests are not happy with their meal.

When Han Qi drove her back to the hotel, he said, "You don't seem to have eaten much today. I'll take you to eat something else tomorrow. The food here in Tianfu is still very rich, with more staple foods and snacks."

Xu Yanmei's lips were already red and swollen. When she heard Han Qi say that he wanted to invite her to dinner, she was shocked and quickly refused.

"I will leave tomorrow and go back to Norway to contact other painters."

"So anxious?"

"Yes, I have a lot to do. When I returned home, I came to you specifically to ask about painting. I'm glad you agreed."

"No matter what, I will agree even if you just make a phone call."

After seeing off Xu Yanmei, Han Qi drove home. As soon as he got out of the elevator, he saw Wang Zheng smoking a cigarette at the door. His expression was particularly melancholy.

Han Qi was stunned.

"Brother Wang, when did you come?"

When Wang Zheng found out that Han Qi was back, he threw away his cigarette angrily and yelled, "Where's your phone number?"

"I forgot to charge it last night and turned it off."

"I'm..."

Wang Zheng raised his hand to threaten Han Qi, expressed his indignation, then lowered his hand and said, "Open the door! I've been waiting for you at the door for half an hour, and I can't get through the phone. You..."

He paused.

Sniff...

"You went to eat hot pot? Alone?"

Han Qi opened the door with a magnetic card and said, "There is also a friend from abroad who came to see me specifically."

"Forget it, remember to charge your phone next time you go out."

He really forgot. He was waiting for Wang Zheng at home. He was going to play games at home during the day and not go out, so he didn't think about charging. Later, he also played with his mobile phone in the cafe, and then he played with his mobile phone.

Shut down.

After entering the house, Wang Zheng went to pour a glass of water by himself.

Wang Zheng is a little more familiar with this house. He came here every day in the past few days.

The two sat down on the sofa, and Wang Zheng said: "I found some people about your book and helped you become a hot search. Coupled with your popularity in the travel circle, there are still many people who want to buy the book. In the future

You are also a best-selling author."

"Haha, then you are also the agent of a best-selling author."

Wang Zheng's face changed and he put down the water glass.

"You just signed me up for music, and then you go out to do things every day without singing. How dare you say that I'm your manager? I'm just like a nanny."

When it comes to this issue, Han Qi also becomes serious.

"Brother Wang, I'd better set up a studio. You can continue to be my agent and I'll give you a share of the shares."

Starting a company is what Han Qi has always wanted to do, and it’s not for anything else, it’s mainly about money. Personal taxes are much more expensive than corporate taxes. In the past, there was no problem in doing small things, but soon it will be involved.

When your income reaches tens of millions of euros, you cannot always pay this tax as an individual.

Moreover, Wang Zheng is a very good person and has strong abilities, so Han Qi can rest assured that she can leave her chores to him in the future.

"Give me shares?"

"Well, 20% of the shares, and then you can form a team to operate my various works."

Twenty percent.

Wang Zheng agreed without much thought.

He only thought about two aspects. One was whether he could make money - did he still need to think about it? Han Qi was a genius, there was no doubt about it. The noodles he made in two hours sold for tens of thousands on the Internet.

, a painting can be sold for tens of millions of euros.

Joining Han Qi's studio and owning 20% ​​of the shares will definitely make money.

The second question is whether there are any risks in cooperating with Han Qi.
To be continued...