Min Hui felt very unhappy when she saw Fang Xiaoyu uttering arrogant words.
She snorted coldly and said: "Mr. Fang must learn to be content as a human being. These are authentic mountain and wild agricultural products. You said they are not delicious? Well, you might as well show your skills. I want to see what tricks you can make.
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"No problem!" Fang Xiaoyu took out a pack of fungus and a piece of wild ginger from his bag, washed them with water, and started making cold fungus.
After washing, cutting, mixing and mixing, in about ten minutes, he made a cold fungus dish.
Fang Xiaoyu said to Min Hui: "Mr. Min, I would like to borrow your top-quality sesame oil."
Min Hui asked his assistant to bring him a small bottle of top-quality sesame oil.
I poured a little sesame oil on the fungus and it drifted into my nose.
After Fang Xiaoyu stirred it with chopsticks for a while, he paid it off himself. He quickly frowned and exclaimed: "Yes, it's delicious. This is the best of the best!"
Hearing this, Ling Hongmei also took a bite, her eyes widened, and she nodded repeatedly: "It's delicious, it's so delicious, it's ten times better than what I cook in the restaurant."
Seeing the exaggerated expressions of the two, Min Hui felt suspicious and sneered: "Is it so delicious?"
After saying that, he picked up a piece of fungus with his chopsticks and put it into his mouth.
A burst of delicious food hit the tongue, smooth but not greasy. Min Hui couldn't help but close her eyes and look extremely intoxicated.
“Delicious, so delicious!”
After saying that, I couldn't help but pick up a few more chopsticks and eat the fungus without any courtesy.
A plate of fungus was eaten by three people in three or two minutes. Fang Xiaoyu felt very happy. With the help of the best sesame oil, the champion of this food festival competition was determined.
Seeing that after eating the fungus, Min Hui looked at Fang Xiaoyu with some unfinished thoughts.
"Mr. Fang, can you make another fungus like this for me to eat?"
Fang Xiaoyu smiled and said: "Of course, but our fungus are very expensive."
"How much do you want, I can pay for it." Min Hui replied.
"Not expensive, 50,000 per pack!"
"Fifty thousand? Go ahead and rob it! A fungus sells for fifty thousand. Are you crazy about money?" Min Hui replied angrily.
Fang Xiaoyu retorted disapprovingly: "Mr. Min, your top-quality sesame oil sells for 100,000 yuan, while my top-quality fungus only sells for 50,000 yuan, which is not expensive!"
"Hmph! Our sesame oil is the designated ingredient of Guoyan, and it was once the imperial oil. Can your fungus be comparable?" Min Hui said this with a sense of superiority.
"Forget it, you are reluctant to pay for it anyway." Fang Xiaoyu deliberately looked serious.
"You..." Min Hui was very angry, but it was difficult to get angry. The fungus belongs to others, and it is their freedom how to sell it.
The next meal was tasteless. Min Hui was always thinking about the top-quality fungus made by Fang Xiaoyu, but 50,000 yuan was too expensive. Although she was not short of money, she still felt a little uncomfortable because it cost 50,000 yuan to eat a fungus.
willing to give up.
In the afternoon, Min Hui took Ling Hongmei to visit the sesame oil production site. The best oil and the best oil are two completely different processes. The high-quality sesame oil is operated by modern machines, while the best sesame oil is made by hand, and the cost is much higher.
After watching the entire production process, Fang Xiaoyu felt a little convinced. Although the top-quality sesame oil is more expensive, it can be said to be made with conscience.
This product is produced in a limited edition and is no worse than the so-called red wine that sells for 100,000 yuan and comes with a free three-day and two-night tour, which is not too much.
After visiting for a day, the trip finally came to an end.
Min Hui arranged two guest rooms for Fang Xiaoyu and Ling Hongmei. This made Fang Xiaoyu feel uncomfortable. Originally, he wanted to give Ling Hongmei a good deal of pain. But in the end, Queen Sesame came and beat them.
Ling Hongmei was exhausted after walking for a day and went to bed early. Fang Xiaoyu was restless and stood by the window admiring the night view of Shenglong Mountain.
Shenglong Villa is not only a farm, but also a tourist attraction. It has hotels, health centers and temples, and is richer than the Xiling Village led by Yao Qian.
Looking at the beautiful scenery in front of him, Fang Xiaoyu was filled with emotion.
He was thinking about when he would build Hehua Village into a farm and villa integrating scenic spots and agricultural production.
Thinking of this, he admired her Majesty the Queen again. He wanted to ask Min Hui for advice and see how they turned this mountainous wilderness into a resort step by step.
It can be seen that the villagers in the villa respect her very much. The title of queen is really not something to be denied.
Just when Fang Xiaoyu was thinking a lot, the door of the guest room rang.
"Mr. Fang, you haven't slept yet! We, Mr. Min, want to have a chat with you." It was Min Hui's assistant knocking on the door.
"It's so late, what does this woman want to do?" Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but have some wild thoughts in his mind when he thought about healing the Queen during the day.
He knew that this was a woman with strong desires. Once her lust was aroused, she would be out of control.
"You don't want to find anything from me, do you?" Fang Xiaoyu was thinking about something wrong.
The assistant shouted to him: "Mr. Fang, are you inconvenienced?"
"It's convenient, I'll come right away." Fang Xiaoyu put on his sneakers and opened the door.
He was taken by his assistant to Min Hui's residence, which was a two-and-a-half-story Western-style building with exquisite decoration.
Min Hui was wearing a nightgown, sitting on a sheepskin sofa, her white legs crossed together, her slender fingers holding a goblet with a little red wine in it, and placing it on her half-covered chest.
Shaking.
Her lips were lightly painted with lipstick, her slightly curly hair fell loosely on the sofa, her lazy posture was sexy and charming, and she looked like a lady.
"Sit down!" Min Hui said calmly to Fang Xiaoyu, and then winked at the assistant, signaling her to leave.
"Mr. Min, do you have a problem with me?" Fang Xiaoyu asked.
Min Hui took a sip of red wine and smiled: "Thank you for helping me heal my leg injury today. If I'm not mistaken, you must be a hidden master, right?"
"It's not bad! I just know a few herbs." Fang Xiaoyu replied lightly. He immediately picked up a goblet in front of him and drank the red wine in one gulp.
Min Hui's face suddenly darkened and she said coldly: "Mr. Fang, I don't think I asked you to have a drink!"
"Sorry, I'm a rough person." Fang Xiaoyu replied disapprovingly. He thought to himself that this woman really knows how to pretend. The wine has been poured, not for drinking, but for others to see!
"Interesting! You are quite thick-skinned." Min Hui sneered, adjusted his posture slightly, and said to Fang Xiaoyu: "You also know how to read Feng Shui, right?"
Min Hui did not answer directly, but looked at Fang Xiaoyu seriously and said: "I often suffer from insomnia and always wake up in the middle of the night."
"That's it! It's easy. If a woman has insomnia when she is single, she most likely misses a man. If she finds a man, she won't have insomnia." Fang Xiaoyu deliberately pretended to be careless, intending to tease this cold beauty.
Min Hui glanced at Fang Xiaoyu angrily, then sighed and said: "I always feel like something is haunting me in this room, and I keep waking up in the middle of the night. Can you help me take a look? I
I'm serious, I hope you can treat me as a friend." (To be continued)