I’m really not a scumbag

On the way to the staff restaurant of Ding Tai Hang, Wu Qingsong's assistant wanted to follow, but he drove him back.

Ye Haitang's case is special, and there are some things that he can't even talk to Lin Fang in front of the Ye family sisters.

According to investigations, the derailed Ye Haitang targeted by Cao Yuanfei was Lin Fang!

Let Lin Fang join this property inheritance dispute. On the surface, it was Ye Hanxiao's meaning, but without Ye Haitang's nod, how could it be passed?

Boy juice, I think you need to drink more goji berries!

The moment Wu Qingsong entered the door from Lin Fang, he was observing, observing the Ye family sisters, and also observing Lin Fang.

Regrettably, apart from seeing that Ye Hanxiao's younger sister Ye Hanxiao's old love for Lin Fang, he didn't see much.

Lin Fang smiled coldly at Ye Han, and Ye Haitang, the eldest sister of the Ye family, looked like a normal sister-in-law to Lin Fang.

Whether it was Cao Yuanfei's slander or Lin Fang and Ye Haitang's acting skills were too high, Wu Qingsong didn't know.

He needs more observations and more clues before he can finally draw a conclusion.

Ding Taixing’s small stove has a separate door face. You can only enter the cauldron canteen from the law firm. If you want to go to the small stove, you must first leave the law firm and go around the side of the corridor facing the elevator.

It's been a while, and Ding Taixing's small stove is still full.

Had it not been for Wu Qingsong's call in advance, he wouldn't necessarily have a place when he came here now.

The small stove has no plaques, and the decoration is also a typical dining hall style.

It can be seen that initially this small stove was not intended to be open for business.

As soon as Lin Fang entered the door, he saw an old man in a chef's robe sitting by the door. There was a small square table beside him. On the table was a purple clay pot, a small tea cup, a radio, and a dry pipe.

The radio is playing Sichuan Opera "The Legend of the White Snake", the sound is not loud.

The old man squinted his eyes, shook his head while listening, and took a sip from the tea cup from time to time, enjoying himself.

"Father Peng, listening?"

Hearing Wu Qingsong's greeting, Peng Zilin opened his eyes and saw that it was Wu Qingsong. The folds on his face were opened one after another. He said happily, "Attorney Wu, you haven't come for some time! You sit down first! Today, the old man, I will take the lead!"

"Don't! Don't! Xiao Xie's craftsmanship is very good, don't bother you to always cook by yourself!"

Peng Zilin's face sank and said, "Why, I think I'm too old and can't move the spoon? Don't say it's you, even if you don't come, I will cook some dishes myself from time to time!"

"Where else, am I afraid to tire you out?"

"I'm really hard, let alone another twenty years! Wait! The jar meat is still simmering on the stove, come in a while!"

Peng Zilin stood up and turned around cheerfully to the back kitchen.

Wu Qingsong said to Lin Fang a few people: "You have a good food. Today, the old man cooks himself, and he earns what he eats!"

Ye Haitang's eyes moved and said, "I've heard of Mr. Peng's fame. Jar meat and chickpea flowers are superb, boiled cabbage, fish and lamb belly stew, and fairy duck are also masters. Didn't he have retired long ago? Why are you here?"

"Hehe... In the early years, I fought a lawsuit for Mr. Peng and rectified his master's name."

Wu Qingsong smiled a little smugly: "At that time, our Dingtaihang was not the size it is now. When he retired, our Dingtaihang became large and opened up the staff restaurant. Old man Peng recommended himself and had to come and help."

"But Mr. Peng's masters and apprentices have been well-known Sichuan cuisine masters for generations. His specialty dishes are all time-consuming, labor-intensive and costly kung fu dishes. Mr. Peng is not idle. At the beginning, he almost always paid for our law firm. "

Wu Qingsong led a few people to the innermost single table, just to talk about the last part: "Later I suggested that the staff restaurant be divided into two parts, the large pot dishes are provided to the staff, and the small stove is external. This has become the current situation. ."

Not many people were allowed to wait for too long, and the pot meat, which was boiled at five o'clock in the morning, was served first.

Old chicken, old duck, ham, fish maw, scallops, big golden hook, and shiitake mushroom shoots are all auxiliary ingredients for the hanging soup. After more than seven hours of slow heat, the rich ingredients are simmered into the main ingredient, and the soup is thick and bright.

Afterwards, beef burnt cakes and Dadao Jinsi noodles were served.

Later, chickpeas, boiled cabbage, fish and lamb belly stew, and fairy ducks were also quickly set up.

Just take a sip, it is full of happiness.

Now, Ye Hanxiao no longer said that Wu Qingsong was stingy, but rather envied: "Lawyer Wu, it's so happy to work with you! You can eat the craftsmanship of the master every day. Are you still short of people? Just let me come to you. Forget going to work!"

Ye Haitang was very satisfied with the meal. She roughly estimated that the average of four people might exceed 1,000.

The key is that Peng Zilin's craftsmanship is very authentic. This taste is not something you can eat with money.

That is to say, the old man can't be idle, and from time to time he has to cook a few dishes himself.

Looking at the other tables, the eyes are not quite right. Obviously, they all know that there is a great god in this small stove, and whether they can eat it depends on fate.

In their eyes, their table may be a destined person.

Ye Haitang was eating happily. Hearing what Ye Hanxiao said suddenly, she looked at Lin Fang with something wrong, and her face sank. He glared at Lin Fang and said to her: "Smile! Professional. People should do professional things! What the law needs is a law major, you are studying nursing, and nurses are the job you should do!"

"Shit! Why are you so nervous?"

Ye Han smiled and curled his lips and said, "I'm just talking casually. Am I still self-aware? Humph! When you get to the hospital, I'll resign and eat and wait to die as a salted fish!"

Lin Fang rolled his eyes inexplicably, and silently moved aside, slightly away from Ye Hanxiao.

He knew that his ex-girlfriend's sister looked very uncomfortable.

If you replace it with anyone, you probably won't be pleasing to your eyes.

My ex-girlfriend wants to support me, using all her sister's money.

Indirectly equals to the ex-girlfriend’s sister who has to spend money to support me...

She will quit her job as a salted fish, and then raise my saltier salted fish...

It's strange that she can see me pleasing to the eye!

Since this is not pleasing to my eyes, why should I agree to the case with me? Isn't it good to change?

Is it possible that she wanted me to stay under her nose just because she looked at me unpleasantly, so as not to rekindle the old relationship with her sister?

Lin Fang thought about it, and felt that only this might be more reliable, otherwise it would be impossible.

With this in mind, Lin Fang felt that even if Ye Haitang looked at him unpleasantly, it seemed that there was no substantial harm to him.

On the contrary, because of this, Ye Hanxiao has to converge a little, so as not to be as clingy as other ex-girlfriends.

Looking at it this way, it seems that there is still a little benefit?