"So that's the way things are?" Zhang Can said suspiciously, "In that case, Wen Xuemei herself is a junior." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"So her resistance to blows is still good. Li Conan unceremoniously occupied one end of the sofa. Yu Yue'er occupied the other end. Zhang Can sat on the small bench opposite and twisted his body uncomfortably.

"So Xiang Jing is an illegitimate child?" Yu Yue'er said.

"That's right!" replied Conan.

illegitimate child, not taken seriously, in the entertainment industry, now he is going to star in a TV series.

This counts, and it's also the configuration of the male protagonist.

Zhang Can thought about it, no matter which novel he looks at, he is a villain who is handsome, handsome, smart, and talented.

"Da Can?" Yu Yue'er was stunned when she saw him and shouted.

"Huh?" Zhang Can responded.

"That Wen Xuemei thought you were deliberately slapping her in the face!" Li Conan was a little overjoyed, "Hahahaha." ”

"No," Zhang Can shook his head, "I just slapped her in the face on purpose." ”

Conan Lee, "......"

The style of these two novels is completely different, where is it like slapping her in the face, and Wen Xuemei's problem is entirely because her three views are not correct, and she is not accepted by readers, okay? It has nothing to do with your so-called slap in the face, okay?

"Isn't it because "The First Close Contact" has improved everyone's aesthetics that you can't watch "Snow Injury"?" Zhang Can asked in surprise.

Li Conan, Yu Yue'er, "......"

Co-author: You weren't even listening to the two of us?

……

At present, Yu Yue'er was warned by her family that Tian Mi's cost was too expensive.

And Li Conan volunteered to actively inquire about any news. This move was deeply approved by Zhang Can, although Li Conan's original purpose was only to peek at Zhang Can's manuscripts from time to time.

But this fee is much cheaper than Tian Mi's.

Zhang Can is now thinking about letting the son of the richest man in the country come to be his agent, which should be good.

……

"Cheap handsome, that Harlan's current research is progressing well, do you want to try that fried chicken?"

"How many spices are there now?" asked Zhang Can.

"It seems like 10 kinds. Li Conan said with some uncertainty, "Anyway, he's still researching." The assistant is equipped with feet, and he is elated all day long. ”

"The assistant's feet?" Zhang Can was a little puzzled.

"Shandong cuisine, Sichuan cuisine, Cantonese cuisine, Fujian cuisine, Huaiyang cuisine, Zhejiang cuisine, Hunan cuisine, Hui cuisine, there are masters of the eight major cuisines. Li Conan said proudly.

Zhang Can was a little speechless, "You find a bunch of Chinese food masters, this client doesn't match!"

Li Conan explained, "These masters are all studying other dishes, and the two Western chefs who helped Harlan are the masters. ”

"That's it. Zhang Can straightened his waist on the small bench, "Chinese food is much better than Western food, when will Yue'er and I go to taste the Manchu and Han full banquets made by these chefs, and what, Buddha jumps over the wall." ”

"I know the Manchu and Han seats," Li Conan looked puzzled, "What is Buddha jumping over the wall?"

"Don't you know that the Buddha jumped over the wall?" Zhang Can was stunned for a moment, thinking of it, isn't there anything in this world, "The altar opens the meat incense and floats around, and the Buddha abandons Zen and jumps over the wall." ”

"I haven't heard of it," Conan shook his head.

"Uneducated. Zhang Can shook his head again.

Legend has it that a group of beggars carry clay bowls and clay pots around every day to beg for food, and pour all kinds of leftovers together to boil, steaming hot and fragrant. When the monk smelled it, he couldn't help the temptation of the fragrance, jumped out of the wall, and feasted. That's why it's called Buddha jumping over the wall. Zhang Can explained.

"This allusion is not bad, it's just a beggar or something, it's not high-end. Conan Li, who even had a hair shining with money-making wisdom all over his body, immediately pointed out his opinion.

Zhang Cangang wanted to speak, "There are three legends of ......".

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Conan Lee.

"Anyway, it means that a lot of ingredients are cooked together, right? Li Conan's eyes lit up and said,

"It's better to talk about the customs of any place, let's say that on the third day after the new daughter-in-law gets married, she must personally cook and show her tea and rice skills, serve her in-laws, and win appreciation. Legend has it that a rich girl was pampered and couldn't cook. Her mother took out all the delicacies from the mountains and seas at home and made all kinds of dishes, wrapped them in lotus leaves one by one, and told her how to cook them. Who knew that this young lady had forgotten all the cooking methods, and in a hurry, she poured all the dishes into a Shaojiu jar, covered them with lotus leaves, and put them on the stove. The next day, the whole family was full of praise. How's this going?"

"What?" Zhang Can was stunned, weren't we chatting? Why do you seem to be going to do business. And how did you tell the legend all at once.

"No, no, it doesn't have to do with the name. Li Conan frowned, "Yes, let's just say, the Tang Dynasty monk who, on the way to the Shaolin Temple, stayed in the hotel overnight, just smelled the fragrance of this dish across the wall, the monk smelled and salivated, abandoned Buddhism for many years of practice, jumped over the wall and entered." How's this going?"

"Very good. Zhang Can was a little speechless, these two legends have all been told by you, what am I going to say?

"Then I'll tell them, by the way, how many materials does this Buddha jump over the wall?"

"Dozens of kinds, sea cucumber, abalone, shark fin, dried scallops, fish lips, turtle skirt, deer tendons, pigeon eggs, duck treasures, fish maw, fish maw, scallops, pigeons, ribs, razor clams, ham, pork belly, lamb elbow, hoof tip, hoof tendon, chicken breast, duck breast, chicken gizzard, duck gizzard, mushroom, winter bamboo shoots, ......"

"Stop!" Conan remembered only the first, he flipped out a piece of paper, "write it down." ”

Zhang Can quickly finished writing and said to him, "Just now you said that you told me to try Harlan's fried chicken, right?"

"yes, are you coming?" asked Conan.

"I'm not going," Zhang Can shook his head, pointed at Yu Yue'er and said, "You take her there, saliva is about to flow to the ground." ”