It's not just Zhou Jingming who is interesting, but even the yellow orchestra of ham in front of him is also a bit interesting.

Unlike the average person who slices ham, he only has one kind of knife in his hand.

His first cut was two fingers away from the ham joint, and he first cut it diagonally downward at an angle of 45 degrees. Then cut off both the sebum on the top side and the fermented part. Then two ring tangent lines were drawn on both sides of the ham to ensure the beauty of the open cover.

In the end, a few people were sliced with ham meat as thin as cicada wings, and carefully put it into delicate small plates.

The 5J Iberian ham, which is worth more than 10,000 yuan, has a very rich taste, and after eating a slice, Lin Dingqiang felt that the whole mouth was filled with a strong aroma of ham.

"This meat is okay. Zhou Jingming nodded slightly, very satisfied with Huang Lechi's knife work, "Chef Huang, please leave the rest of the dishes to you." ”

Huang Lechi smiled and put the cut fat back on top of the cut section, and then replied, "President Zhou, this is what I should do." ”

After the three of them went down, another waiter brought a second dish, which was a Lu-style scallion roasted sea cucumber.

Guan Nushan raised his wine glass and said slowly: "Old Zhou, I will borrow flowers to offer Buddha this cup of wine, and I will honor you." ”

"Boss Guan is polite. Zhou Jingming responded: "Drink together." ”

After the two clinked glasses, Lin Dingqiang couldn't be idle.

After seeing Zhou Jingming take a bite of sea cucumber and swallow it, he picked up his wine glass and said politely: "President Zhou, thank you for your hospitality." ”

Zhou Jingming said with a smile: "Mr. Lin, I haven't thanked you yet! Xiao Zhe has already told me about the matter, you have helped our Zhou family a lot!"

In Lin Dingqiang's opinion, Zhou Gaozhe should have told Zhou Jingming that he had a way to solve Liu Yating's matter, but what he didn't know was that Liu Yating had reached an agreement with him.

"I still have to thank Boss Guan for this matter. Lin Dingqiang took the lead in clarifying the matter, so as not to misunderstand in the future, "If it wasn't for his old man's recommendation, I wouldn't have seen anyone." ”

"Oh, it seems that Boss Guan is really hidden!"

Guan Nushan waved his hand and said magnificently: "Just the girl in front of me, it's nothing! Come, I'll be a companion and drink another one!"

All three stood up, clinked glasses, and drank down.

Whether the food at the dinner is good or not depends on who you eat it with.

Fortunately, Zhou Jingming was more easy-going and did not hold a shelf, so Lin Dingqiang was not overly restrained during the banquet, and he ate quite happily.

After they were full of wine and food, the group danced a few laps around the bonfire hand in hand, accompanied by the singing and dancing lady.

It wasn't until after 11 o'clock in the evening that the noisy sound gradually disappeared into the col, and it seemed that the secrets on the dinner table had disappeared with the flow of the Qing River.

The young ladies got on the bus and rushed to Chang'an City at night.

According to Zhou Jingming's arrangement, Guan Lan slept in GMC's car tonight because it was her daughter's house.

Of course, Guan Lan did not forget Xi Tao, and only after the snoring sound sounded in the camp did she come to Xi Tao's tent and asked her to go to the car together.

Lin Dingqiang, who had drunk a lot of wine, was lying in his tent, boringly scrolling through his mobile phone.

Just as he wanted to give Xin Qing a video, a figure suddenly walked outside the tent.

Lin Dingqiang sat up curiously, and after unzipping it, he looked at it.

It turned out that tonight's chef Huang Lechi did not leave, and he still had to prepare breakfast tomorrow.

Smoking a cigarette, he came to the embankment, looked at the slowly flowing river, and his eyes were full of hesitation for a while.

Lin Dingqiang raised his eyebrows, walked out, came to Huang Lechi's side, and said sincerely: "Chef Huang, your dish is delicious tonight." In particular, the dish of dried shrimp is better than what I have eaten in Yangcheng. ”

When Huang Lechi saw Lin Dingqiang coming, he hurriedly took out a cigarette from his pocket and replied with a smile: "I am really flattered to be so praised by Mr. Lin." ”

Lin Dingqiang waved his hand, "I don't smoke." By the way, Chef Huang, do you still smoke as a chef?"

Huang Lechi looked at the cigarette between his fingers, "It's only after each banquet that I smoke one or two." ”

There are many ways for men to decompress, some people like to drink, some people like to smoke, and some people like to wash their feet and massage.

"It's a lot of pressure in your business. Lin Dingqiang nodded, "From menu design to tasting to finished dishes, it is difficult for outsiders to understand the hardships behind it." Each exquisite dish is actually a condensation of your hard work. ”

Huang Lechi sighed: "Yes, it is not uncommon to stay up late to write menus. However, if you can make your customers happy and satisfied, you will realize the value of wanting to be yourself. ”

The two exchanged a few words, and Huang Lechi then asked, "Mr. Lin, are you from the capital?"

"Yes. Lin Dingqiang replied.

"I also did it in the capital a few years ago. Huang Lechi recalled: "After leaving, I went to many places, and it was nearly a year since I came to Chang'an. ”

Lin Dingqiang laughed, "Sure enough, there is still a craft that is not afraid to go all over the world." ”

Huang Lechi stepped on the cigarette butt and took out a wallet from his trouser pocket. After opening it, Lin Dingqiang saw a photo inside, "This is my daughter, she should be 7 years old now." ”

Lin Dingqiang glanced at it, "Isn't it by your side?"

Huang Lechi sighed, "No." After the divorce, the child was awarded to her mother. I left the capital. ”

The breeze was blowing through the ends of the forty-year-old man's hair, and judging by the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, the father still had endless thoughts about his own flesh and blood.

"Then you didn't go back to see her?" Lin Dingqiang asked curiously.

Huang Lechi's tone revealed a little helplessness, "The phone number has changed, the address has also changed, and I have asked someone to inquire several times but there is no answer." Maybe I remarried!"

After speaking, Huang Lechi put away his wallet and lit another cigarette. By the time the smoke rose again, his trademark smile appeared on his face again.

Lin Dingqiang is ten years younger than Huang Lechi.

Forty and thirty are two different concepts entirely.

If a thirty-year-old man is the vigorous rising sun, then a forty-year-old man is the last peach blossom on the branch, which will make people think and be nostalgic.

But at such an age, in the years of ups and downs, that soft heart has already experienced the constant beating of life, become steel, and have cultivated the character of smiling at the world and not being surprised.

Only the care of the family can make this iron heart melt again.

Lin Dingqiang didn't know what to say, so he had to give Huang Lechi a blessing, "There will definitely be news." ”

"Thank you for your good words. Huang Lechi smiled politely, he didn't know how many people he had heard this sentence over the years, "I just hope that the vines can grow up peacefully and happily." ”

After saying this, Huang Lechi threw the half-smoked cigarette on the ground, and after stepping on it, he said to Lin Dingqiang: "Mr. Lin, I'll go and rest first." You also rest early. ”

"Good. Lin Dingqiang responded.

After Huang Lechi left, Lin Dingqiang looked at his back and sighed: "It's so difficult to be a man!"