Lin Fei started making soup in a pot. He mixed the hen soup and beef bone soup and brought it to a boil. Then he put the golden noodles into the pot. In less than three minutes, he added some seasonings and immediately took it out of the pot. After adding a few chives,
A bowl of golden spring noodles is ready.
The silk floating in the bowl looked like golden silk, like a masterpiece of nature's uncanny craftsmanship, it was really moving.
She tasted it carefully, her pretty face showing a bit of enjoyment, a bit of aftertaste, a bit of confusion.
"This is the taste, I think it tastes even better than that time!"
"Maybe it's because you haven't eaten for a long time." Lin Fei said with a smile.
Maybe, she ate it with relish, completely ignoring the drooling looks of the people around her.
They want to try it too!
At this time, rapid footsteps came from the door. Uncle Wang rushed in sweating profusely. Just as he was about to speak, she suddenly stood up and said, "It's okay. I'll come over and take a look. My uncle's chef is really good."
Uncle Wang was stunned, and immediately lowered his head and said: "He is not the chef at home, he was specially invited by Mr. Ning."
"Oh?" She was curious, "I wonder which hotel Master Lin works as a chef? Maybe I will go and patronize it."
"I'm not a chef and I don't work in a hotel."
It wasn't the chef who could actually make such a good dish, it was really hidden. She carefully looked at the fat uncle in front of her with her beautiful eyes.
Maybe it was time to leave, but she didn't ask any more, "That's it...can you leave me your contact information?"
Lin Fei thought that since she was Mr. Ning's niece, it would be good to get to know her, so he gave her his mobile phone number.
"Thank you for making the noodles for me, see you later." She winked at him and walked out the door, followed by Uncle Wang.
"Mr. Ning's niece is so beautiful!" A young chef said with a pig-like attitude.
Lin Fei asked: "Don't you know each other?"
"We have just arrived. Mr. Ning only came to live in Beijiang in the past six months. We have basically never met his relatives and friends. Besides, we are not qualified to not come to the table for dinner at the party, so how can we know everything about them?"
Yes, but this girl is so weird that she just asked Uncle Wang to say it, and even came to the kitchen in person.
A few people talked again, and about half an hour later, Uncle Wang walked in, "Thank you for your hard work, the guests have left. Let's prepare some food for ourselves." He looked at Lin Fei, "Master Lin, Mr. Ning
Please."
Lin Fei followed Uncle Wang out of the restaurant and found that the bodyguards with guns and ammunition had dispersed. He knew that the people he met in the afternoon were brought by Mr. Ning's friends.
The two entered the main building, passed a modern and luxurious living room, came to the stairs, and walked to the second floor. The second floor was also a unique small hall. When Mr. Ning saw Lin Fei, he immediately came up to him, "Brother Lin, you are so careless.
, what a neglect!”
"No way, it's my honor to serve Mr. Ning, but I don't know if the customer is satisfied?"
"Satisfied, satisfied! I'm so satisfied. He keeps praising you. He still wants to see you, but the circumstances are special, so he gave up."
Lin Fei smiled and said, "Mr. Ning's niece actually went to the kitchen."
A strange look appeared on Mr. Ning's face, "Oh, she also likes your cooking."
Lin Fei looked around, "Where is your niece?"
"She's back."
"Don't live here?"
"Well, she can't get used to living here." Mr. Ning immediately changed the subject, "My little brother hasn't eaten yet, would you like to have a drink with me?"
"What I wish for."
"Okay!" Mr. Ning picked up the porcelain jar on the table and opened it. A strong aroma of wine instantly wafted out, "This is brought by my friend who is here today."
"Qiongxian Brewing!" Lin Fei then smelled it.
Mr. Ning looked at Lin Fei in surprise, "Brother Lin is actually an expert in drinking? Even Qiong Xianjiang knows about it."
Lin Fei thought to himself that he had slipped up. In fact, Qiongxian Brewing and Yuxian Brewing were both wines used for state banquets. They came from the same place of origin. However, Qiongxian Brewing was more mellow and precious. The process and materials were extremely sophisticated. It was said that it was produced every year.
There are less than fifty altars left.
Mr. Ning’s friend is indeed extraordinary!
"I drank it once by chance. Because the aroma of the wine was so strong, I couldn't forget it, so I smelled it right away."
"I see." Mr. Ning looked at Lin Fei with deep meaning, "I heard from my niece that Mr. Lin can make gold-threaded noodles?"
It turns out that Mr. Ning knows this, which is normal, after all, he is well-informed.
"I finally understand why you are so good at cooking." Mr. Ning's mouth curled up.
Lin Fei was a little confused, what did Mr. Ning mean?
"Come! Let's have a drink together while the bright moon is in the sky!" Mr. Ning smiled heartily.
"Done!" Lin Fei drank it all in one gulp.
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Shen Hai’s Tianqi Music Studio.
"I'm so anxious, why hasn't the master come online yet?!"
Zhan Qier smiled and said: "You still expect others to be a night owl like you? It's already so late, I guess I went to bed early."
"Didn't I want to tell him the good news? I didn't expect his two songs to be so good and so suitable for this web drama. The producer agreed to use them and offered each song 400,000 yuan.
High price.”
"Awesome!" Zhan Qian'er pouted and said, "Based on visual inspection, he must be a great composer."
"It seems that I made the right bet this time." Zhu Qingyue picked up the mouse and looked at the click-through rate of "Kiss Goodbye" again, "Not bad, it has reached 250,000 clicks, and more than 3,000 new ones have been added.
Among the registered users, there are one thousand people who have applied for membership. Eh? What song is this? "Ten Years"? The click rate has reached 60,000 times."
"What?! Let me see!" Zhan Yan'er immediately clicked on the song "Ten Years", "I'll play! It's Dong Feng Yu! It was written by a great god!"
When Zhu Qingyue looked at the author, wasn't it Dongfengyu?
"It's amazing. I actually wrote three songs in one day."
"With such a high click-through rate, "Ten Years" should also be good to listen to. Come on, play it and listen to it."
As the melody of the song came out, a magnetic and hoarse voice sounded.
The two women gradually calmed down and listened carefully.
"If those two words didn't tremble..."
The two of them had fallen into silence.
Finally, Zhu Qingyue said softly: "Zhen'er, what were you doing ten years ago?"
"Ten years ago, I was still on the university campus, and sometimes I would go watch the beautiful dusk with him..." Zhan Yan'er's pretty face revealed a hint of confusion, a hint of sadness, and a hint of aftertaste, "What about you? Qing Yue?"
"Ten years ago, I ignored my family's arrangements and secretly applied for a domestic university..." Zhu Qingyue sighed, "Ten years later, I am still pursuing my dream, but I am not satisfied.
"
Zhan Yan'er patted her shoulder and said, "Anyway, we have new hope now."
"Yes, this may be my last chance. I have been pursuing my dream for ten years. I should be rewarded."
Zhu Qingyue immediately took action, "Continue to promote and promote this song."
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Lin Fei and Mr. Ning drank wine and discussed food.
Lin Fei took advantage of the wine to teach Mr. Ning how to make a few dishes. Mr. Ning was a master of cooking. He had more basic knowledge and understanding than the cooks who came after him. Naturally, he got started quickly and learned 30% to 40% of several dishes.
Of course, Ning Lao needs to study and practice in the future.
The two drank for a while and talked about everything from music, chess, calligraphy and painting to romantic and snowy nights. Lin Fei had a unique and profound understanding of them all, which surprised Mr. Ning secretly.
Finally, Lin Fei saw that Mr. Ning was a little tired, so he said goodbye to Mr. Ning, and Mr. Ning sent a car to take him home.
When seeing Lin Fei off, Mr. Ning said: "Brother Lin, you helped me a lot today and taught me a few dishes. I must thank you very much. What reward do you want?"
Lin Fei chuckled, "Being able to cook for Mr. Ning is my greatest reward, and I am already satisfied!"
Mr. Ning laughed secretly that Lin Fei was quite good at flattering him!
"In this case, I will make a promise to Brother Lin. As long as Brother Lin needs my help, I will do my best."
Lin Fei nodded in thanks, this was much more than those gold, silver and jewelry.
After watching Lin Fei leave, Mr. Ning dialed Chu Nanfeng's phone number.
"Mr. Ning." came Chu Nanfeng's respectful voice.
"Nanfeng, I didn't bother you, did I?"
"No, I just finished working overtime. Mr. Ning called me so late. Is there something wrong?"
"Haha, Lin Fei just left."
"I forgot about this, how about it? The customers are satisfied with the food Lin Fei cooks."
"My friend is very satisfied. I just wanted to call you to thank you."
Chu Nanfeng smiled slightly and said: "If you want to thank me, you should thank Lin Fei."
"Thank you all. Without you, how could I have known such an interesting little brother? After the guests left, we had two more drinks. I found that Lin Fei was not only a superb cook, but he also knew how to play music, chess, calligraphy and painting, which really impressed me.
ah!"
This surprised Chu Nanfeng, "Brother Lin Fei is so powerful?"
"You kid don't know?!"
"Didn't I tell you? Lin Fei and I met by chance at a night stall in the market. At that family dinner, I knew that he seemed to know Chinese painting and poetry. As for other talents, I really don't know."
"I see. I have to say that you are still very discerning. You were able to discover such an expert in the market."
Chu Nanfeng secretly thought about how he could have known Lin Fei if it wasn't for the guidance of the old Taoist. He smiled slightly and said, "Ning Lao knows people. I didn't realize that he has so many talents."
"Haha, this guy is not only talented, but he also knows how to taste and drink wine. He really wins my heart."
"From now on, Mr. Ning should take more care of Brother Lin."
"Of course. Okay, I'm sleepy too. Let's talk about it later."
Mr. Ning hung up the phone and murmured: "It turns out that Nanfeng doesn't know him either, but how could he escape from my eyes? If it weren't for this golden silk noodles, I really wouldn't be so sure about cooking, chess, calligraphy and painting."
, if it is his apprentice, then everything is logical, but this guy has been away for so many years, how could he accept such an apprentice?"