"8kg of domestically imported salmon is considered very large. The one I got today just arrived in the morning. Look at the fish eyes, they are still clear and transparent." Lu Jinling held a sharp knife and danced on the salmon.

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In the eyes of Ling Ran and others, regardless of her fish-slicing technique, her posture is quite beautiful and professional.

It wasn't until pieces of ruddy salmon were placed on the white porcelain plate that everyone's attention shifted slightly.

"Try it?" Lu Jinling placed three pieces of salmon on a plate and handed it to Ling Ran.

The big plate, the small amount of food, looks very French, very Japanese, and very luxurious.

Ling Ran didn't show any pretense. He took a pair of chopsticks, picked up a piece of salmon, and stuffed it directly into his mouth without dipping it in any sauce.

The slightly cool fish meat enters the throat, first it is slightly sweet, and then it is inexplicably tender and smooth.

The raw food that foreigners like seems to attach great importance to tenderness. This is true for salmon and oysters. Their emphasis is just like the Chinese saying "melt in your mouth".

"Is it delicious?" Lu Jinling was all smiles. If she didn't wear exaggerated eye shadow, she would have a girl-next-door style.

Ling Ran said that the taste of Pinza is the taste of Pinza. His eyes were filled with comparison and he said: "It's fresher than what we bought ourselves and a bit sweeter."

My mother, Tao Ping, has always been a petty bourgeoisie who is at the forefront of fashion. She also made her own sushi and sashimi.

Ling Ran is neither disgusted nor enthusiastic about it. His level of interest in it is about the same as that of braised mutton, a little less than that of braised beef, and a little more than that of braised fish. He is willing to eat it if he sees it, and he doesn't miss it if he doesn't have it.

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Lu Jinling said very proudly: "All the salmon in Yunhua are in the hands of a few of us. You can buy the fish yourself. The imported products from other places are not as fresh as ours. The local products are all leftovers from our selection."

As she spoke, Lu Jinling waved a half-arm-long chef's knife, refilled a plate with three slices, handed it to Tao Ping, and said, "You can try it too."

"Thank you." Tao Ping smiled and gave Ling Ran a rude look.

"Does it taste good?" Lu Jinling asked again.

"Pretty good." Tao Ping nodded slightly.

"What about me being your daughter-in-law?" Lu Jinling held a chef's knife with a calm expression.

Tao Ping almost spit out the fish meat in her mouth.

Ling Ran also raised his eyelids.

He had heard of Jianghu men and women who dared to hate and love, but he never expected that real Jianghu women were so "frank".

This kind of person may not be able to pass the "Davos Cognitive Bias Rating Scale". Ling Ran, who was 0.55 lower than the standard maximum, was very unfavorable to Lu Jinling.

"Just kidding." Lu Jinling took back her words before everyone came to their senses, and then said with a smile: "I'm not ready to get married yet."

Ling Jie Zhou looked at the chef's knife in Lu Jinling's hand and regretted so much that he had let her into the kitchen.

He patted his stomach, quickly changed the subject, and said to Yang Zhongshu in the wheelchair next to him: "Old Yang, is your hand healed?"

"Yes, yes, my hand is healed." Yang Zhongshu said a little embarrassedly, "I went to Yunhua Hospital for a check-up. People said that my hand can be restored to this condition thanks to Ling Ran's good sewing."

Yang Zhongshu helped Yang Hu again and said: "My son made a lot of noise that day. We are here to apologize today."

Lu Jinling's eyelids twitched when she heard this, and she asked Ling Ran, "Have they offended you?"

"Not really." Ling Ran's mood was relatively calm. He was not mentally ill, so how could he kill someone just because they had a bad attitude? Besides, as a surgeon, you have to understand basic anatomy when you kill someone.

It is the basic ethics to cut if it hurts but not to hurt.

Lu Jinling picked up a piece of salmon fillet with the tip of her knife and ate it, and said: "If anyone offends you, just tell me, my brother and I still have some methods in our Yunhua. Especially villains, we are the best at dealing with them."

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"I understand." Ling Ran thanked Bu Min.

"We don't charge you any money. My brother said, you can sew the tattoo back. That's your level. Not many people in Quan Yunhua can match it." Lu Jinling gave a thumbs up and straightened up.

Her waist was lifted, like a racing girl about to start the car, her small breasts were swollen, making people dizzy.

Ling Ran was suddenly dazzled, not because of her impressive figure, but because of the thumbs up for her.

Very beautiful, the first knuckle has a natural bend, and the arc from the root of the finger to the tip of the finger is like a gently pressed piano string, with a soft and thick toughness...

Delicate skin with a slight pink color.

Looking at her right hand, she is holding a sharp knife for killing fish, which seems to be a good feeling.

"Don't you want to apologize? Just wait..." Lu Jinling made a "dong" sound and inserted the sharp knife into the chopping board, as if to collect debts from Yang Hu and Yang Zhongshu.

Yang Hu felt a bit bitter.

Modern people are not used to apologizing. If you ask him to apologize casually, he will rock his wheelchair back and forth at the door. A serious apology is even more embarrassing.

"Huzi, take out the banner we made." Yang Zhongshu has been a small boss for many years, but he is not so proud.

Yang Hu seemed to be awakened all of a sudden and quickly took the banner from his bag.

The banner is 1.2 meters long and 60 centimeters wide, which is a good standard. It is bright red in color and has silk-like tassels, so it looks very nice when hung.

Ling Jiezu hung it on the wall with a smile on his face, and even smoothed the tassels at the bottom, and said to Ling Ran: "From now on, this wall in our main hall will be left to you."

The look and tone were the same as when he hung up the red flowers in Ling Ran's kindergarten.

"Wonderful rejuvenation? You can't come up with new words." Lu Jinling didn't meet the resistance and challenge she expected, and was a little bored.

"Good rejuvenation with a wonderful hand, it's right in the middle. First it's a general compliment, and later you can praise it in detail. If anyone wants to think Ling Ran is young in the future, just show him this." Ling Jiezhu took the words smoothly, so as not to worry Yang.

The boss is embarrassed.

After all, they are all neighbors.

Yang Hu came back to his senses, smiled dryly, took out the red envelope he had prepared, bent down and handed it to Ling Ran, saying: "I didn't pay the last consultation fee, I'm really sorry."

"It's okay." Ling Jiezhu took it and said, "I'll give you a receipt."

"no, I'm fine……"

"I still want it." Ling Jiezhu couldn't help but said, and went to count.

After getting the receipt again, Yang Hu couldn't sit still and wanted to return the wheelchair.

Tao Ping held him down and said with a smile: "You are not suitable to walk now, so just sit down first. It is a good thing to send the banner. We should be happy and lively, and don't say apologies or apologies."

Ling Jiezhu looked at Tao Ping with some disbelief. In his impression, his wife didn't seem to be such a talkative person.

"Old Ling, go to Old Man Zhou's house and bring two firecrackers and hang a banner. It's meaningless if they don't make any noise." When Tao Ping said this, Ling Jiezhu felt relieved.

Sure enough, Comrade Tao Ping would not let the Yang family come or leave quietly.

Ling Jie Zhou bought two skewers worth 5,000 ring each, which are the largest in the small supermarket.

On weekdays, they are only used when worshiping ancestors, visiting their graves, and holding wedding banquets.

The crackling sound of explosion alarmed the neighbors in the entire alley.

If he had time, he would naturally come downstairs and ask.

Then, I heard Ling Jiechu’s bright smile and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Boss Yang is here to hang up the banner for our family Ling Ran today, how happy he is!"

"Our Ling Ran sewed up Boss Yang's severed hand."

"Boss Yang brought his son here to apologize. We are all neighbors. If we don't talk about apologizing, we just order a few cannons and everyone is happy."

Yang Zhongshu couldn't stay any longer and returned to the noodle shop early, leaving his wheelchair at the clinic.

The moment the two of them stepped out of the clinic door, a small white box landed silently in front of Ling Ran.

"The novice mission 'Small test of skills' was completed. Yang Zhongshu's hand was cured with satisfactory results, and a primary treasure box was obtained." The voice of the system sounded in Ling Ran's mind.

The small white box was placed on the chopping board, but everyone turned a blind eye.

Ling Ran's heart moved and he stroked his hand on the small white box.

The moment Ling Ran touched the treasure box, he saw that the box unlocked and opened the lid on its own. In the midst of the brilliance, an object like a test tube slowly floated up with a halo:

Energy potions restore your energy.

In the blink of an eye, both the potion and the treasure box disappeared without a trace. Ling Ran only felt that a heavy item suddenly appeared in his trouser pocket.
Chapter completed!