After staying one night in Ling Hongmei's villa, it was like "a sudden spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloomed." Ling Hongmei, who had experienced love, was as happy as a bird. When she got up in the morning, everything she saw was beautiful.
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She got up early and cooked millet porridge for Fang Xiaoyu, and made a plate of peanuts and some poached eggs. Fang Xiaoyu took a nap for a while. After the two had breakfast, they drove straight to Longjiang Hotel.
Ling Hongmei and Fang Xiaoyu left separately because they were afraid of gossip.
Before leaving, Fang Xiaoyu gave half of the top-quality sesame oil to Ling Hongmei. He wanted to give Ling Hongmei some more mountain salt lake, but Ling Hongmei smiled and said, no need. She said it would be best to win the runner-up in this competition, so as not to take away his glory.
Hearing these words, Fang Xiaoyu was deeply moved, and he hugged this beauty for a while and made love to her.
When we arrived at the Longjiang Hotel, it was already very lively. A large banner was hung outside the hotel, which read "The First Longjiang Cup Food Festival Culinary Ingredients Competition".
Fang Xiaoyu parked the 70% new second-hand pickup truck outside the hotel.
Just as he was about to go in, a head popped out of a brand new Highlander car next to him, and soon a slightly familiar face appeared in front of Fang Xiaoyu.
"Ouch! Damn it, isn't this Fang Xiaoyu?"
"Zhao Xiaoming? Brother, why are you here?" Fang Xiaoyu got out of the car excitedly and went over to say hello.
Zhao Xiaoming opened the car door and welcomed a woman with a pretty good figure out of the car. He introduced Fang Xiaoyu with a proud look on his face: "Come on, let me introduce you. This is my horse, Yang Yuhuan."
"Disgusting! What do you mean by a horse? I'm not a horse." The woman next to Zhao Xiaoming hit Zhao Xiaoming angrily.
Zhao Xiaoming gently pinched her horse's buttocks and said with a smile: "Yes, yes! I am your horse. You can ride it and drive it, okay? My dear, go to the hall and wait for me first. I and I
Dude, let’s catch up on old times and come over soon.”
After Zhao Xiaoming's horse left, he handed a Furong King cigarette to Fang Xiaoyu, glanced at the pickup truck next to Fang Xiaoyu, and said: "Brother, this is your car!"
That look seemed to say, why are you driving this crappy car?
"Yeah!" Fang Xiaoyu nodded.
"It's not bad. It's pretty good to be able to afford a car these days." When Zhao Xiaoming said this, he had a sense of superiority on his face.
He pointed to his car and said: "My car costs tens of thousands a year in gas and maintenance fees! It's not easy! I can't help it. These days, women are talking about houses and cars with you, so I just want to talk to you."
Love. After working hard for five or six years, I just happened to buy a house in Long County, and this year I bought this car. Life is not easy!"
Fang Xiaoyu understood Zhao Xiaoming's character. He used to like to show off and was not a bad person, so he didn't take it seriously.
The two hadn't seen each other for many years. Xiaoyu wanted to know about this guy's current situation, so he deliberately changed the subject and said, "Brother, what line of work are you doing now?"
Zhao Xiaoming blew out a smoke ring, took out a chef's certificate from his bag and said to Fang Xiaoyu: "I worked as a chef in Yuncheng a few years ago, and this year I opened a restaurant in Huilong County. Well, I'm here today to participate in the food festival competition. See
Can you win a prize and go back? What about you, brother? Where did you make a fortune recently? Isn’t it also a chef?"
"Me! I am a small farmer who breeds fungus at home. I can make some cold fungus. I want to see if I can win a prize." Fang Xiaoyu replied with a smile.
"Damn! You don't even have a chef's certificate, but you still want to win an award? You even serve fungus! I'm not trying to hit you, bro. Forget it, let's go in! By the way, if you need help in the future, if you need any help, just
Tell me. My conditions are much better than yours now. If I can help you, I will definitely help you."
Zhao Xiaoming patted Fang Xiaoyu on the shoulder and entered the competition venue of the hotel together.
After a while, his horseman ran over and told Zhao Xiaoming that he was going to pick up someone. Zhao Xiaoming had no choice but to hand the key to the slender woman.
"Brother, I must be on point!" Zhao Xiaoming did not forget to brag in front of Fang Xiaoyu.
"It's okay!" Fang Xiaoyu replied casually.
"Damn, what do you mean it's okay. I'm not bragging, buddy. If you can pick up such a decent girl, my last name will be yours."
Fang Xiaoyu smiled and said nothing, thinking which one, Chi Xueli or Ling Hongmei, was not better than this woman.
The two walked forward and were soon stopped by a security guard.
"Take out your admission ticket."
Zhao Xiaoming readily took out the competition notice and showed it to the security guard, and then said to Fang Xiaoyu with some worry: "Brother, do you have this!"
Fang Xiaoyu nodded and took out the invitation letter for the semi-finals from his bag. Zhao Xiaoming looked at it, his expression immediately changed, and he asked with surprise: "Why is yours different?"
The security guard on the side smiled and answered: "His is an invitation letter. You must be qualified to be recommended. There are only three in the entire Long County."
Hearing these words, Zhao Xiaoming's face turned blue and red.
He looked at Fang Xiaoyu in surprise: "Brother, how did you get this?"
"Fortunately, the judges took a fancy to my cold fungus, so they gave me a recommendation. Luck, it's all luck." Fang Xiaoyu replied with a smile.
Zhao Xiaoming was extremely embarrassed after hearing this. He had worked hard for six or seven years to obtain an intermediate chef certificate. He passed five levels and defeated six generals before he qualified for the semi-finals. However, this kid was directly sent to the semi-finals.
Comparing people to each other is really infuriating.
There were still more than two hours before the official game, and there were not too many people coming. Zhao Xiaoming went to the bathroom first.
Just at this moment Ling Hongmei came.
She handed the car key to Fang Xiaoyu and said, "Xiaoyu, my car doesn't have much gas left. Can you help me drive and fill it up later? I still need to explain to the chef. I'm quite busy today."
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"Okay!" Fang Xiaoyu readily took the car keys.
As soon as Ling Hongmei walked away, Zhao Xiaoming came over.
He hurriedly said to Fang Xiaoyu: "Brother, no, I have some special seasonings that I forgot to bring home. My horse went to pick up one of her classmates and won't be back for a while. See if I can drive yours
Please take me back to the hotel in a car. By the way, my hotel is at Missi Villa."
Fang Xiaoyu thought about it and realized that the place happened to pass by a gas station, so he readily agreed.
The two of them left the hotel. Fang Xiaoyu found Ling Hongmei's Mercedes-Benz S350 at the door. He lightly pressed the remote control and made a crisp beeping sound.
Zhao Xiaoming looked at Fang Xiaoyu in surprise: "Brother, is this car yours?"
Fang Xiaoyu wanted to cure this kid's habit of bragging, so he deliberately replied: "Oh! It's just a car! It's just a means of transportation. I usually like to drive a pickup truck. Let's go and fill up some gas first."
Hearing these words, Zhao Xiaoming felt ashamed. He thought about how he had just boasted in front of Fang Xiaoyu and showed off his sense of superiority, but in the end, he drove a Daben. His little wealth combined was not enough to cost him a car.
He felt like he had lost his temper at his grandma's house.
Fang Xiaoyu saw that his face looked like an eggplant beaten by frost. He thought to himself, if he sees him win the championship later, this kid will be even more puzzled. It’s funny to think about it. (To be continued)