"How does Mr. Ling feel about this tea?" Min Hang suddenly asked.

Ling Zhenfei nodded: "The entrance is slightly astringent, but it is slightly sweet in the throat, and after drinking it, it leaves a lingering fragrance in the mouth and has a long aftertaste, it is really a good tea." ”

Ling Zhenfei said his true feelings, this is what he feels when drinking tea, and he can't fake it.

The old man of Min Hang nodded: "Then does Mr. Ling know what kind of tea this is?"

Ling Zhenfei was stunned for a moment and said: "Old man Min, you are embarrassed for me, I don't know tea, although I also drink tea, but I don't have any in-depth research." ”

"Tell me, are we just chatting?" said Old Man Min.

Ling Zhenfei thought for a moment and said: "To be honest, I have also drunk these top ten famous teas, but I have never drunk tea with this feeling, according to reason, such a delicious tea should be one of the teas." ”

Ling Zhenfei didn't expect Min Hang and Min Min to be very surprised, Min Hang said: "Xiao Ling, you are really good, really good, many people have drunk this tea, and they can't drink what kind of tea it is like you, but they will guess that it is one of the top ten famous teas."

But only if you drink the tea, which is not one of the top ten famous teas, it means that you are really good, and you can see a person's character and cultural edification from drinking tea, as well as a person's upbringing.

As the so-called tea knows people, that's how you came, your cultivation is definitely one of the best young people I have ever seen, if you are in terms of achievements, I think you are the best young man I have ever seen. ”

Ling Zhenfei didn't expect Old Man Min Hang to give himself such a high evaluation, and hurriedly said: "Old Man Min, you are really so awarded, how can I be so good as you say." ”

Min Xing said: "What I said is true, you see that you and my grandson are about the same age, you see that you are not more than two years older than Min Min, you look at what my grandsons are doing, they are all gnawing at home."

You're looking at you, you have the title of a miracle doctor at a young age, and you have opened such a big company, made such a good restaurant, and created such a good brand, these are simply beyond the imagination of others. ”

Ling Zhenfei said: "I'm embarrassed when Old Man Min says this, they all say that the children of the poor are in charge of the family early, if I also have a good family estimate, I will have nothing to do now, and now this is also related to the bad family environment before." ”

Ling Zhenfei and Old Man Min chatted, I have to say that Old Man Min is still very interested in Ling Zhenfei's affairs, and even Min Min on the side listened very attentively.

The two of them were chatting, when they suddenly heard someone shouting: "Old man, Mr. Ling, this meal will be ready soon, you can go to the living room and wait for a while." ”

Old Man Min said to Ling Zhenfei: "Zhenfei, let's go to the living room and cook it, not for you to cook it, I'll go and cook a dish for you myself." ”

Ling Zhenfei heard that Old Man Min was going to cook the dishes himself, so he hurriedly stopped him and said, "Old man, although I am very much looking forward to your dishes, your body is important. ”

The old man smiled and said, "No, no, no, I'm really happy today, I have to cook it myself." ”

After finishing speaking, Old Man Min walked towards the restaurant, Min Min went up to help, and Ling Zhenfei had to follow behind.

Soon came to the kitchen, and at this time, the eldest son of Old Man Min was stir-frying.

"Are there any other dishes that haven't been fried?" asked Old Man Min.

"Dad, why did you come here in person, I don't like my fried food. The eldest son pretended not to be happy.

"I'm very happy that Xiaoling is here, so I must stir-fry it myself. ”

Old man Min took a look, the dishes were almost fried, and there was still a piece of tofu that had not been used up, so the old man Min Xing said: "That's it, I'll make a Wensi tofu for Xiaoling." ”

Ling Zhenfei hurriedly stopped when he heard this dish, you must know that this Wensi tofu tests knife skills, this requires a lot of knives, if this is finished, it is estimated that the old man will be wasted.

"Old man, you better stir-fry a home-cooked tofu, I prefer northern tastes. ”

Min Min and Old Man Min's eldest son both gave Ling Zhenfei a grateful look, and only Ling Zhenfei knew what it meant.

The old man thought for a while and said, "Okay, then let's have a home-cooked tofu." ”

The old man said to do it, and his body was really tough, and he cut all the tofu in a short time, and began to stir-fry it in the pot at a very fast speed.

The technique is very skillful, even if it is to amplify the seasoning, it is in place in one step and there is no need to make any adjustments, and it can be seen that there are decades of cooking experience.

Soon, a home-cooked roasted tofu was ready, and the color, flavor and flavor were really good.

Ling Zhenfei was also full of praise, and at this time, the old man suddenly remembered something and said: "By the way, Xiao Ling, I heard Guo Jia say that you are also a master of cooking, otherwise you will also show a hand." ”

Min Min hurriedly stopped and said, "Grandpa's Mr. Ling is here as a guest, how can you let someone cook, it's not good." ”

The old man of Minhang said in his temper: "What's wrong, Xiao Ling is the same as our own family, what's not good, Xiao Ling, you just make a vegetable to show your hand, our family eats too many of our own vegetables every day, and it's a bit of a frog at the bottom of the well."

You cook a dish for them, let them taste your food, let them know that it's not just our family that cooks delicious food. ”

Ling Zhenfei thought for a while and said, "Since the old man has said it, then let me sacrifice the ugly and make a dish for you to taste, please bear with me if it is not done well." ”

I heard that Ling Zhenfei was going to cook, and suddenly there were a lot of people in the kitchen, all of whom came to see Ling Zhenfei cooking, which made Ling Zhenfei reacquaint himself with these people.

The three sons of the old man of Minhang are called, Min Lu, Min Chuan and Min Yue, which are named according to the eight major cuisines, fortunately, there are only three children, otherwise this family can be lively.

Ling Zhenfei thought about what to cook by himself, because the Min family had already cooked a lot of dishes before, and Ling Zhenfei felt that he should not cook too common dishes, because he was afraid of repeating the dishes made by others.

Ling Zhenfei looked around and found that there were still a lot of fish in the fish tank in the kitchen.

After Ling Zhenfei saw Ling Zhen, he caught a fish that was also strange to say, the fish that was jumping around in the water became extremely well-behaved as if he was asleep in Ling Zhenfei's hands, and let Ling Zhenfei come and stab a few times.

After Ling Zhenfei sliced the flesh of the fish, he put the fish into the water, and the fish that he thought was dead swam in the water again.

Although it's just a matter of technique, it's also dumbfounded by the people around you.

Ling Zhenfei smiled and said, "Although the meat is gone, it's better than the dead, right?" ”

Ling Zhenfei's words made everyone around him laugh, yes, no meat is better than dead.

(End of chapter)