Ye Qi woke up from meditation, and after more than a month, the bamboo building by the lake was also built with the cooperation of everyone.

After moving into the bamboo building, meditation has become a compulsory course for him. Although he had to wake up at three o'clock in the morning every day, the temptation of cultivating at ten o'clock was not something he could resist. You must know that if you can get ten points by meditating for two hours a day, then you will have more than 3,600 cultivation in a year. Even if you don't do anything, just meditating by the lake for three years can raise the system to level four.

Two hours of meditation made Ye Qi feel better, and the effect was completely worth seven or eight hours of high-quality sleep. I stretched my waist to move my limbs, which were numb after meditating, and then took a nap for two hours, until the east was slightly bright, and I got off the bamboo couch and put on slippers and came outside the house.

The dawn of early winter is like a shy little girl, hidden behind the horizon and half-exposed, and the occasional light illuminates the dim earth.

Ye Qi stood in front of the newly built bamboo building and admired the newly completed residence, the main body of the building is two floors high, covering an area of more than 100 square meters, with logs as beams and pillars, bamboo as the wall, and the roof is covered with red tiles.

The main entrance of the bamboo building opens to the east and faces the west shore of the sacred lake, and the distance from the gate to the shore of the lake is only three meters. On the water surface five or six meters from the shore of the lake, there is a square pavilion made of bamboo, and the pavilion is connected to the west bank of the lake by a long corridor made of the same bamboo, and is facing the bamboo building.

Walk into the pavilion in the middle of the lake and watch the flowers bloom all around. Although it is early winter, the sacred lake is still as beautiful as spring. Ye Qi only felt how right his decision was, if he was in the city, how could he see such a scene every day.

He now likes it more and more, and he can go fishing on the lake every day. Such a self-satisfied life is really hard to buy!

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Just when Ye Qi was living a life that was envied by immortals in the ravine, the old man Kong, who was far away in the courtyard of the Kong family in Yundu, was having a very difficult time.

Since the Yundu Culinary Conference, Mr. Kong has never forgotten the fish-flavored shredded pork. At first, he tried to cook his own and made it to the taste of the time several times, but it didn't taste like that at all.

Later, he personally went to Manjiang Tower to find Wu Zihan, wanting the other party to make another plate of original fish-flavored shredded pork. But at that time, he got a desperate news that the plate of shredded meat at the conference was not made by this girl, but someone else.

He didn't have any information about who that person was.

"Master, this is the lotus cake I just made, you can taste it first." Kong Weidong came to Kong Yunqing with a high point, and his demeanor was very respectful.

Old Man Kong, who was closing his eyes and recuperating his mind, raised his eyelids slightly, looked at the lotus cake on the table, and waved his hand: "You go down first, I don't have any appetite now." ”

"Master, you haven't had a proper meal in this time, and your body will not be able to stand it if you continue like this."

Kong Weidong was in such a hurry! The old man had never eaten a normal meal for two months, and he watched his body, which was not very strong, become thinner and thinner, and if it continued like this, it would be malnutrition and life-threatening.

Before that, he also took the old man to Shuzhong, the birthplace of fish-flavored shredded pork, where they ate all the restaurants and restaurants, even the farmers in the remote mountainous areas, but in the end they still didn't taste the taste that the old man wanted.

Since returning from Shuzhong two days ago, Kong Yunqing sighed all day, and the sadness on his face was about to catch up with the deep resentful woman.

"It's okay, I know what my physical condition is, but I can't eat that plate of fish-flavored shredded meat anymore, and I feel uncomfortable."

If you change to someone else, you will often settle for the next best thing when you can't eat it. But Old Man Kong is different, he just can't taste better dishes, otherwise he will definitely miss it, even if he is exhausted, he will have to taste it again.

It's a pity that so far he can't even find anyone to cook, and Old Man Kong can only be in a state of depression without limit. It's like a person who has taken a certain kind of loin, and he can't get the energy to come.

"Master, Chef Wu Baiwei Wu from the capital has come to see you." At this time, Kong Yunqing's second apprentice, Kong Weiming, ran into the hall and stood at the gate and said respectfully.

Hearing the news, Old Man Kong stood up and said, "Oh, you go and bring people over." ”

It didn't take long for Wu Baiwei to take his granddaughter to the main hall under the leadership of Kong Weiming, and when he saw Kong Yunqing, who was so thin, he exclaimed: "Brother Yunqing, why did you become like this after not seeing you for a while?" ”

"Brother Baiwei, we haven't seen each other for many years, how can we have time to come to my little brother's cold house today." Old Man Kong let the eldest apprentice help him out.

"It's not like I haven't seen you for a long time, but why did you become like this, brother?"

"Hey~ It's hard to say! This is all caused by a plate of fish-flavored shredded pork," Kong Yunqing told the cooking conference and the events after the conference as it was. Of course, there is also his praise for the plate of fish-flavored shredded pork, and it is rare to praise this dish in the world.

"So, this matter has something to do with Zihan?" Wu Baiwei looked at his granddaughter beside him. He came to Yun this time to supervise Wu Zihan's cooking skills, and by the way, he came to the Confucian Mansion to visit this old friend who he hadn't seen for many years.

"It is said that that person is Zihan's master, and I don't know who the specific surname is." While speaking, Kong Yunqing also looked at Wu Zihan eagerly, hoping that she could tell the specific information of that 'master' so that he could taste that taste again.

Wu Baiwei couldn't understand the meaning of his words, although he didn't know when his granddaughter worshiped the master, but he still spoke: "Zihan, you see that Grandpa Kong has made a fuss like this for a plate of shredded meat, why don't you take us to meet your master?" It was like a little girl.

"But"

Wu Zihan was very entangled in his heart, on the one hand, he promised Ye Qi to keep the matter secret, and on the other side was Kong Yunqing, who was severely malnourished. If the news is revealed, Ye Qi is likely to cut ties with him; But Grandpa Kong grew up watching her grow up, and he is also a relatively close person. She really felt torn between a dilemma and didn't know how to choose.

"What's wrong? Is there something unspeakable? Wu Baiwei observed the embarrassment on her granddaughter's face.

Wu Zihan raised his head, looked at Kong Yunqing, who was yellow and thin, and then fixed his gaze on Wu Baiwei. In the end, it was decided to tell the truth about the matter.

"Grandpa, do you remember the last time you came to Yundu and met the young man in Manjiang Tower?"

"You're talking about that tongue is very smart, what's the name of Ye?" Wu Baiwei is old, and he can only remember some things.

"His name is Ye Qi, not only can he eat but also cook, according to my estimate, his cooking skills are not under grandpa."

"What? Does that young man really have such skills? Wu Baiwei was suddenly surprised, and even the other people in the hall were full of surprise.

Who is Wu Baiwei? That is the first chef in the capital, and there are few people in China who can compare to him, even the old man Kong Yunqing is a cut below him. Now suddenly there is a young man who has never heard of him and has never seen it before, and the credibility is as if the universe was created by the country of sticks - no one dares to believe it!

"Of course it's true, and that plate of fish-flavored shredded pork was made by him, and I just made it in front of people." Wu Zihan is telling the truth, as for whether everyone believes it or not, it's none of her business.

"It turns out that his name is Ye Qi, but I have never heard of such a chef before." Kong Yunqing frowned, even if he turned over all the well-known chefs of the younger generation in Huaxia, he couldn't find a single one with the same name and surname.

"Actually, he is not a chef, but the planning director of Qingya Company, but he quit his job a month ago and returned to his hometown." Wu Zihan made a helpless expression, Old Man Kong's questioning she had before.

"He's not a cook?" It's another bombshell, and everyone only feels that their habitual thinking has been completely subverted.

"And where is his hometown? I, I'll go find him tomorrow. Fortunately, Old Man Kong reacted quickly, and in order to be able to taste the delicacy in his heart again, he couldn't care so much.