Fishing the Myriad Heavens

"Um. ㈧1"

Zheng Xuan nodded and said nothing, turned around and took the two of them into the villa.

The villa does not have the luxury of the North Wind imagination, nor is it European-style. It is more in favor of Chinese-style villas, a beautiful flower and a hundred-year-old picture scroll.

Beifeng seems to be in the beautiful artistic mood of China, forgetting the boundaries of time and the complexity of the world, as if sipping a cup of black tea, delicate and long, lasting forever.

It has inherited the essence of Chinese traditional architecture, and maintained the unique artistic style of integrating traditional architecture with quaintness, simplicity and richness. Taking nature as a refuge, advocating Confucianism, cultivating Taoism and Buddhism, with a hidden beauty, and a secluded elegance.

There are some ink paintings on the wall. Although Beifeng does not know much about tasting, looking at these paintings is also very comfortable. Not only the shape, but also the **** in the painting!

In the corridor, there are many exquisite vases with bright colors. The figures on them are vivid.

"This villa has a total of twelve rooms, two maid's rooms, and an outdoor swimming pool. This hill belongs to the villa. In addition, all kinds of decorations and art in the room are packaged for sale.

The old man walked forward and introduced to Beifeng.

Beifeng can see that the old man has a deep feeling for the plants and trees here, and is full of perseverance.

But after all, he was old and wanted to stay with his family. He called the old immigrants with his children and lived with him and other people. Zheng Xuansi still agreed.

"I'm very satisfied, how much are you going to sell this villa?" Beifeng came all the way and was really satisfied with this villa, and the environment here was quiet and suitable for himself.

"300 million! If you want to pay in full, we can go to the transfer immediately."

Zheng Xuan looked at Beifeng, groaned slightly, and quoted a price.

Beifeng frowned. The price wasn't cheap. He turned to Xuan Si and asked, "Can you get the money?"

"Boss, there are only more than 50 million in cash. If we want to buy this villa, then we need to sell the property in the gang."

Xuan Si stood behind Beifeng and answered respectfully.

"I still have more than 100 million here, and the sum is still a lot worse, then sell the industry in the gang." Beifeng said without care.

The reason why this force was created was that someone would fight for themselves? No need to worry about everything.

An industry is the foundation for gangs. After all, for such a big gang, you can never let the people below drink Northwest wind.

But Beifeng did not care about it. The establishment of forces was for their own service, and the industry sold it.

When Xuan Si saw Beifeng saying this, he nodded to understand.

After getting a hint from Beifeng, Xuan Si started to call Wu Longgang.

Five of its bathing centers were sold to the Wulong Gang, with 230 million yuan in funds.

Beifeng and Zheng Xuan and others came to the bank and completed the transfer.

After finishing all this work, it was already more than four o'clock in the afternoon. I happened to be driving with Zheng Xuan to a store called Shanzhenge, and I was going to solve the dinner problem first.

This store is not large, with a total of four rooms, but it is decorated in the downtown, but it is decorated with old-fashioned and fragrant, elegant and refined, and can open such a store in the most prosperous part of Qingcheng, which is enough to prove the strength of this store.

"Little young, Shanzhen here is a must-have. I guarantee you come here once and think twice. Hey, it will be difficult to eat such meals after you go abroad." Zheng Xuan sighed, his tone was a little low.

The two Beifeng listened to the old man's sigh and didn't know how to connect. When they were old, they had to leave their homes. Although it was to reunite with their families, their sorrow was inevitable.

Four soups and one soup were served, which was unexpected from the North Wind. Three of the four dishes were mainly fungi, and the remaining one and one soup were meat.

"In the earliest times, the seven treasures of mountain treasures that mountain people called included bear paw, elephant trunk, deer tendon, hump, bird's nest, bamboo clams, monkey head mushrooms, but now they are not eaten, they are all protected animals. Now. "

Zheng Xuan sighed.

Beifeng heard the aftertaste from the old man's tone, mother! This old man has really eaten Shanzhen, and this Shanzhen Pavilion is also awesome. Even if these things were decades ago, ordinary people can't get it.

Looking at a plate of sauteed bamboo shoots on the table, the size of the bamboo shoots is the same, such as white jade crystals, glowing pink, it looks like a section of bamboo shoots only take one place, this small plate is clear I don't know how many bamboo shoots are used for the fried bamboo shoots.

Don't ask Beifeng how to know, because the bamboo shoots are cone-shaped, it is impossible to cut out the whole section of bamboo shoots like this.

Beifeng gently clamped a piece of bamboo shoots into his mouth. There was no excess taste, only fresh, tender, bitter and bitter, echoing in his mouth after sweetness.

The fragrance of bamboo shoots has been used to the extreme, instead of adding too many seasonings to other restaurants, masking the taste of the bamboo shoots themselves.

This brightened Beifeng's eyes, "It's really good cooking with ordinary ingredients that can make this delicious!"

Although the dishes are not beneficial to the north wind's body, the taste is for the north wind to enjoy.

Now Beifeng stretched out his chopsticks and aimed at a dish of unknown animals.

As soon as the meat pieces came in, the first feeling of Beifeng was that it was smooth and bite down gently. The soup blocked in the meat pieces shot out, and the meat seemed to turn into a hint of meat in the mouth. With a layer of skin attached, the more chewing the more fragrant.

"This is rabbit meat?" Beifeng asked.

"Haha, this is not rabbit meat, this is an annual bamboo rat."

A hearty laugh came from the door, and a ruddy old man in a sun suit came in.

"Xuan old man, you are still young and fashionable after you are so old, but you still think of immigration, so you are not afraid of killing others?" This kind of words is not what ordinary people can say.

"Haha, you old guy, are you afraid that after I leave, will you have one less customer in the shop?"

Zheng Xuan's old-fashioned face, with a rare smile, then said, "I'm not bringing you a potential customer for you. Whether you can keep it depends on your craftsmanship."

"Oh? Then I have to show my true skill, and it depends on whether your courage is big enough!"

The old man looked at the north wind and said to the north wind.

Diners pick chefs, but top chefs pick diner too!

"My courage has always been great." Beifeng was interested, and felt that the old man was also a wonderful person. Would it be courageous to eat a dish? Beifeng had some expectations in mind.

The old man gave Beifeng a high look. "Okay, you eat first, I'll cook!" The old man turned and left.

Twenty minutes later, the old man came in again with a covered dish.