Fortune Teller Master

Remember for a second

Zihao had the best relationship, so he naturally had to talk to his brother about something that was wrong in his heart. At that time, Yang Dashuai, who was still a pure materialist, unceremoniously mocked Zhou Zihao for being suspicious. But it didn't take long for him to be slapped in the face, and what he encountered was more terrifying than what Zhou Zihao experienced.

Little Master Lin Qingyin rescued Yang Dashuai. After calming down, Master Yang immediately thought of what his good brother Zhou Zihao had said to him. This time, he not only believed that Zhou Zihao's hometown was weird, but even made up a series of horrors. The story, quickly made an appointment with the little master for his brother.

At that time, Lin Qingyin told him that there was no need to rush this matter, and that he would wait until the fifteenth day of Yin's calendar. Zhou Zihao spent more than half a month in anxiety, and finally came to the appointed day, and hurriedly urged Marshal Yang to pick him up. He was afraid that something would happen to grandpa if it dragged on for a long time.

Lin Qingyin walked out of the school with a bag full of snacks on her back and sat in the back seat. Zhou Zihao, who was in the co-pilot, turned her head and introduced herself to Lin Qingyin, and then said, "I know that the little master likes food. Yesterday I went back to buy a lot of game. My uncle happened to be taking care of my grandfather nǎinǎi in his hometown these days. He used to stay in New Oriental for a few years, and the cooking is very delicious, especially cooking game is a must. "

Lin Qingyin's eyes lit up, and her face was full of admiration: "New Oriental graduated from New Oriental, isn't it the New Oriental who studied English?"

Zhou Zihao couldn't help laughing when he heard the words: "He's a chef, of course the New Oriental who learned to cook!"

Lin Qingyin exclaimed with admiration on her face: "I used to think that New Oriental, which learns English, and New Oriental, which learns cooking, are the same family, but I found out later that they are not."

Yang Dashuai, who was driving, silently glanced at Lin Qingyin in the mirror. He seemed to understand why Lin Qingyin always looked resentful every time he learned English...

Co-authoring is what you want to eat, and learning English is an incidental thing, right?

Chapter 62

Because of the expectation of food, Lin Qingyin was very happy all the way. When the car drove to the gate of the villa of Zhou's old house, a few people opened the car door and smelled the smell of meat coming from the half-closed door, Lin Qingyin's saliva almost came out.

Zhou Zihao's uncle Zhou Wensheng had almost prepared dinner. The two old people had breakfast early, and Zhou Wensheng brought some soft and rotten food in advance and let them eat it and go back to the room to watch TV. The other kinds of game are all warmed in different pots, and they will not spoil the taste when simmered.

In addition to this, there are several Zhou Wensheng's specialty dishes. The preparation process has been completed, and they can be finished in ten minutes or so, without delaying the meal at all.

Hearing his nephew's voice coming from the gate, Zhou Wensheng quickly picked up the towel, wiped his hands, and greeted him, "Miss Lin and Mr. Wang are here, how are you, please come in quickly."

Zhou Zihao had already mentioned to his uncle that the young master he invited was young, so Zhou Wensheng was not surprised to see Lin Qingyin. After discussing the matter of inviting the master to see the house this time, the family decided to hide it from the two old people first, so as not to let them think wildly. Lin Qingyin and the others came as Zhou Zihao's friends.

When Lin Qingyin saw Zhou Wensheng who came out to greet her, she first looked at his face: "I was poor when I was young, worked hard when I was young, and made a fortune after middle age. Mr. is now a little wealthy, right?"

Zhou Wensheng, who couldn't close his mouth with a smile, cupped his hands in Qingyin's hands: "Your eyes are like torches, and what you said is not bad. The food is ready, and I don't know if it suits the taste of the little master."

Lin Qingyin was already hungry, but her stomach growled when she heard this.

Zhou Zihao's hometown is in Shanbo County, and he is a fellow from Zhang Wu, who was obsessed with his own ancestral tomb. Zhang Wu has been bankrupt for several months. Fortunately, he knew the situation in advance and arranged for his family. Now Zhang Wu's family of three lives in his parents' three-bedroom house. The parents have large insurance and don't need to worry about the pension. The daughter has completed the bone marrow transplant and is now recovering. Originally, Zhang Wu could live a good life with his own efforts, but he turned his mind and went the wrong way. Although he became rich for a while, he almost ended up with a broken family in the end.

Lin Qingyin sighed a little when she remembered Zhang Wu's incident. After the delicious dishes were served on the table, Lin Qingyin immediately forgot about him, and only these delicious dishes were left in her eyes.

Zhou Wensheng prepared dinner according to the standard of entertaining distinguished guests, and he cooked all the dishes he was best at over the years. Shanbo County has mountains and is next to the Yellow River. Not only is there a wealth of game, but also fresh, sweet and tender river freshness. These ingredients are enough for Zhou Wensheng to show his skills.

Zhou Wensheng spent nearly a day preparing for the meal at night. Not only was the game crispy and soft, but the plate was also very delicate.

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