Philanthropist, businessman, student, genius, tycoon......

There are countless labels that can represent Han Xuan, and Mel only values him as an author like himself. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

For Han Xuan, Mel was actually very envious in his heart.

Mel himself is a writer, but his books are niche after all, like Thoreau's Walden, and he is only famous among some readers who are tired of reality and prefer a leisurely life, and few people can recognize him on the roads of England.

So from the moment he met Han Xuan, Mel kept complaining about his hard writing career for more than ten years.

He said that he lacked inspiration, that he didn't know what to write about Provence anymore, and that the publishing house cheated him on his money, and that the number of sales should be more than that, etc.

Han Xuan felt a little funny, he didn't expect that the author he liked had a completely different personality from what was revealed in the book.

Other writers focus on books in their lives, but Han Xuan regards writing books as a hobby.

Coupled with the fact that there is no shortage of creative ideas in his head, what to write about what is popular, "Resident Evil" has just come out, and the books that follow the trend of zombies have already come out, so I can't feel Mel's troubles.

More than half an hour had passed since I met Mel, and it was almost lunchtime.

Han Xuan sat up with his hands propped up, jumped off the haystack, patted the grass off his body, interrupted him and said, "Come to my castle for lunch, you are my first guest after taking over this manor, if there is nothing to do later, please don't refuse." ”

"I wasn't going to say no, I was a little hungry.

It's best to give me a glass of water first, my throat is a little dry, maybe the quilt fell to the ground last night, and I caught a cold. ”

Han Xuan wanted to say, "Are you sure it's not because you talked too much just now?"

But this kind of words can only be held in the heart, and seeing that Isabelle did not come down, she stood on tiptoe to see that she was already asleep.

The weather is warm, there is no wind, and it is very comfortable to be illuminated by the sun, so it is indeed a good day to sleep in the wild......

Wake up Isabelle, who rarely sleeps during the day, bend down to pick up Fat Ding, Han Xuan shouted, "Pooh, little Barry?"

As soon as the words fell, two fleshy guys, one big and one small, ran out of the sunflower field and trampled on a lot of sunflowers.

The ground was muddy, and the two guys were still rolling and playing on it, making it look like a big mud ball, especially Little Barry, who could barely tell it was a giant panda.

Seeing Little Barry coming over and wanting to rub his leg with his body, Han Xuan disliked it and avoided it, and when he heard Mel ask what kind of dog it was, he replied casually: "Chow Chow ......"

Back at the castle, he asked the butler Baptiste to let the three of them take a bath, Han Xuan changed into a pair of clean shoes and walked to the restaurant.

Since the reign of Louis XIV, France has been known for its food diplomacy, with more than 200 dishes on the table at a time during the heyday of French banquets.

The French are particular about eating, but also willing to spend money, in terms of food, many European countries are on par with France, foie gras, truffles and other top cuisine, the origin of France.

Not long after Han Xuan first came to the manor, the chef changed his tricks, cooking different famous French dishes for him every day, and then asking him if he liked it and if there was anything that needed to be changed, so that he could arrange his own personal recipe in the future.

Yesterday's lunch was cheese and frog legs, and Isabelli didn't eat a bite, and she was disgusted just by seeing them, she thought that frogs and toads were the same thing, and hated frog legs very much.

Today's table is lined with French snail gratin, served with a plate of mashed potatoes and a bowl of white rice.

I haven't eaten it yet, but I have a lot of appetite when I look at the beautiful color.

The staple food in France is mainly rice and noodles, and Han Xuan likes this, these two staple foods are in line with his eating habits, so after coming to France, he ate well.

"The food smells good, Monsieur Benoit, excuse me. ”

The chef named Benoit, dressed in a black shirt, was no more than thirty years old, and was very tough and handsome, with a beard on his chin, full of character, and a white apron tied around his waist.

When he heard Han Xuan praise himself, he bent down slightly to show a smile, and said, "Thank you, you don't have to be polite."

These are the snails I just found from the rose field the other day, the juice in the body is drained and fresh.

If it is early spring, it can be used directly to cook, but now it needs to be raised for a few days, and you may not be used to eating it for the first time, and they taste really good.

I felt that you should not like to eat earthworms, so I didn't make that dish and chose the more acceptable snail. ”

"I've eaten snails before, and I like them.

Even if I forget about earthworms, I won't eat them even if I die. ”

Han Xuan heard the voice, looked at Isabelle, who was disgusted again because of the thought of eating earthworms, and said with a smile in his tone: "Who would have thought that snails sold at sky-high prices in the United States would flood our place.

Remember to catch more and send them to the United States, where my father opened a few restaurants and there was a high demand for high-end snails......"

Due to the lack of pesticides, large snails can be seen everywhere in Gaode Manor this year, and in a few years, such a situation may not be seen.

The French eat 300,000 tonnes of snails a year, and despite the fact that some farmers have started breeding in captivity, production is still in short supply.

Most of the ones that can be bought are imported from other countries, and the really good French snails have become a high-end dish that ordinary people can't afford to eat, and the pure French snails are nutritious and taste very good.

Invite Mr. Mel to sit down at a large quaint dining table that can accommodate 25 people at a time.

Chef Benoit didn't know that Han Xuan was going to invite the guests over, and after saying sorry, he told the servant to go to the kitchen to get another dish for one person and bring it to Mel.

When Han Xuan eats, he holds the snail shell with tongs in his right hand, and uses a fork with his left hand to pick out the snail meat and put it in his mouth.

These snails are cleaned in advance, and the snail meat is re-stuffed into the shell during the baking period, and now it can be eaten directly, and the meat is very tender.

Had a nice lunch.

The French like to talk when they eat, and Mel has lived in Provence for many years, and has also developed this habit, telling Han Xuan many interesting facts and interesting places about Provence at the dining table.

Han Xuan's favorite part to listen to is the Napoleonic gold coin.

Mel once found a Napoleonic gold coin in his yard, so he bought a metal detector and searched for treasure in the yard, and the town where he lived started a vigorous treasure hunt.

What is described in the book is not as vivid as his dictation, which provokes the attendants around him to cover their mouths and laugh, and Han Xuan is also very happy.

When Mel talked about digging black truffles and being caught making absinthe, Baptiste said, "We also have a truffle forest on our estate, but not in the estate, but at the other end of Stone Town."

Mr. Li specially asked people to buy it, and the output of black truffles is not very large, and only more than 280 kilograms were picked this year.

But the yield was steady, and black truffles could be found in that forest from my grandfather's generation, and it continues to this day. ”

"Really?

I'll pick a time to come over next spring to see that my family's snowy mountain ranch also has artificially grown truffles, but it takes a long time to pick.

I'll bring Pooh with me, as it has a keen sense of smell and is perfect for truffles. ”

"Bears have a really good sense of smell, much better than pigs.

We used to use pigs to find them, and they like to run around. Baptiste continued.

When Pooh heard his master say his name, he turned his head and whimpered blankly, asking Han Xuan what was the matter with him.

Han Xuan shook his hand and motioned for it to continue eating, and the big face was suddenly buried in the bucket full of fruit again......

After the meal, Han Xuan took Mel to the study and showed him the autobiographical travelogue he had written during this time, which recorded the rich and colorful life, which caused Mel to be amazed.

Whether it's the extremely rare fluorescent coast, waterspouts, California treasures, or a photo of a meeting with President Nixon or a fishing with the Prince of Dubai, it is all eye-catching.

After carefully flipping through it for more than twenty minutes and sighing, Mel said enviously: "Its sales will definitely be amazingly high."

Your life in the past two years has been so interesting, just like the scene described in the book, it is very amazing.

I can't find any inspiration in Provence, so maybe I should follow your example and go out for ......a walk." )