Christmas Eve is followed by Christmas, which in the West is generally a day of family reunion, similar to the traditional Chinese New Year.

Although it is said to be Christmas, in reality, Christmas is not the birthday of Jesus. December 25 was originally the birthday of Mithra, the Persian sun god (i.e., the god of light) worshipped in the ancient Roman Empire, and was a pagan holiday, and Mithra, the sun god, was also one of the gods believed in the ancient Roman Empire. It wasn't until 336 C.E. that the Christian Church in Rome designated December 25 as Jesus' birthday.

Christianity even dares to fabricate the birth date of its own Son, and it is still unashamedly propagating any doctrine there......

Christianity you bunker.

After Zhuang Mingge learned the "truth" about Christmas, he complained in his heart.

It is precisely because it is Christmas that Zhuang Mingge took Karin to Michael Corleone's private villa to attend the annual family Christmas party.

Here, Zhuang Mingge finally saw his two "cheap brothers" - Francisco Corleone and Marcelo Corleone, both of whom are currently working in the family business, but with the increasing relationship between the Corleone family and Berlusconi, Agnelli and other families in recent years, perhaps they will soon enter the so-called joint venture founded by these families.

Zhuang Mingge warmly said "Merry Christmas" to his family when he entered the door, and went straight to the kitchen with Karin.

Today, Zhuang Mingge is going to present a special Christmas gift to his family in Shijie.

"Tony, are you going to cook for lunch today?" Karin stood beside Zhuang Mingge and asked.

"Ah, I'm going to cook a dish today, but it's more troublesome."

"What are you going to eat?" Karin, who had tasted a sumptuous meal yesterday, was very curious to ask Zhuang Mingge.

"Hehe, you'll know right away, by the way, Karin, where are those sprouts I bought from the supermarket yesterday?"

"I told the servant to put it in the fridge and refrigerate it." Karin replied, "Isn't that what you're going to do with those big bags of bean sprouts?" ”

"Eh, fried shredded pork with bean sprouts?" Karin suddenly remembered the dish of Zhuang Mingge that she had eaten, and said, "I'm looking forward to it a little." ”

"Since you're looking forward to it, let's come and help."

Ten minutes later......

"What, what! All these sprouts have to be hollowed out with needles?! Karin looked incredulously at the hill of sprouts on the table and said, "Tony, are you sure you're not joking?" ”

“…… I don't think that's realistic, right? A chef who was standing on the side and was about to give the boy a hand also said, "Besides, hollowing out the inside of these sprouts feels like a completely pointless thing." ”

"You know, the so-called Chinese food, especially the court dishes, is to take this meaningless thing to the extreme, even if it is only to improve the taste a little bit. However, chefs who regard their dishes as their own glory and life never treat these things as meaningless. ”

Zhuang Mingge said, turned out a few bamboo skewers of the same length from the kitchen, and said while distributing these bamboo skewers to the chef in charge of the hand-out: "A few of you can help cut the bean sprouts into the same length as these bamboo skewers...... I'm going to get something else ready first. ”

In this way, all morning, a group of cooks were cutting bean sprouts on the board, while Zhuang Mingge, who had made other preparations, sat opposite them, hollowed out all the inside of these cut haode bean sprouts with a needle, and then poured in the special meat puree made of the part of ham and lean meat that was specially left yesterday little by little.

Although in Karin's eyes, such a job is almost impossible to accomplish. But in Zhuang Ming singers, it is an extremely simple thing. It takes almost a few seconds for a sprout to be processed.

"That's amazing." Karin couldn't help but sigh as she watched Zhuang Mingge quickly process these bean sprouts.

"Practice makes perfect." Zhuang Mingge raised his head and replied, "Karin, if you are like me, practice how to process these bean sprouts every night for a month, and ensure that you are as skilled as me." ”

"......" Karin was speechless at Zhuang Mingge, the Florentine president, who did not study Chinese cuisine instead of learning some professional knowledge.

Finally, before lunch, the processing of these bean sprouts was all completed by Zhuang Mingge.

After filling these bean sprouts, Zhuang Mingge fried these processed bean sprouts, and then asked the helper to pour the pre-cooked haode broth on these bean sprouts, and Zuihou put a mold on it, and put the bean sprouts on it at a time to form a three-dimensional phoenix.

"Oh~" When this dish was finally brought to the table by Zhuang Mingge himself, it was the amazement of the family.

"Ice Crystal Phoenix, this is the Christmas present I, Antonio Corleone, to you."

"What a Christmas present, my son." Old Corleone took his eyes off the ice crystal phoenix and said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to have the talent to be a chef." ”

"Haha, if I didn't work in football anymore, maybe I'd think about it." Zhuang Mingge said, and the father and son got up together.

When the family was full of food and drink, Michael Corleone led Zhuang Mingge into his study.

"Antonio, this time I'm here to tell you the opinions of the elders of the family about the transfer of shares in Florence." Corleone Sr. was straightforward in his quest to get to the point of the conversation.

"Oh? So, those old men finally made a decision? Zhuang Mingge sat down on another chair and said, "What did they say?" ”

"At the end of this season, before July 1 next year, hand over $40 million to the family, and the entire stake in Fiorentina will be yours." Michael Corleone was obviously a little depressed when he said this, in his opinion, the purchase price of $30 million proposed by Zhuang Mingge at the beginning was already very reasonable, after all, both parties to the transaction were members of the Corleone family, and the manager of Florence was actually his own son, there was no need to make such a big deal for tens of millions of dollars, "Those hateful old guys!" Isn't it just a Florentine? As for embarrassment of a child like this? Don't worry, if they dare to do this again in the future, I must go to them and fight hard! ”

"Don't say that, father." Zhuang Mingge smiled, and said in his heart that the situation seemed to be much better than he estimated, and he originally thought that the elders in the family would ask him for hundreds of millions of dollars like vampires, "When the Christmas holiday is over, I will remit 40 million US dollars to the designated account." ”

Old Corleone was stunned when he heard this, and then daxiao, pointing at Zhuang Mingge and saying:

"Good boy, I don't even hide your father, say! When did you make so much money? ”

Zhuang Mingge knew in his heart that even if the people in the family didn't know that he had made hundreds of millions of dollars by gambling on the Shijie Cup in the United States, they would know that he had made a lot of money on the exchange rate movement between the lira and the peso a few days ago, so Zhuang Mingge decided to tell the truth.

"A few days ago, I made a fortune while I was in the Italian lira and the Mexican peso, but I didn't expect the profit I made this time to be just enough." Zhuang Mingge answered old Corleone's question.

Now it seems that these people are not as greedy as they imagined, purely to recover the original investment, piggyback some dollars as the profit of this investment, after all, the family paid a huge sum of 30 million US dollars to buy Florence, and they are not good at all?

And even if his "cheap father" statement is not from his heart, it is also a kind of appeasement and hint to Zhuang Mingge, indicating that the family will no longer have any contradictions and disputes with him over the Florentine issue.

That's fine...... Zhuang Mingge thought in his heart.

After ending the conversation with old Corleone, Zhuang Mingge took Karin back to Florence and continued to live a small life without shame or irritability......

In this way, the Christmas holiday of a few days passed quickly, and the time soon arrived on New Year's Day in 1995.

On New Year's Day, Zhuang Mingge, who had been rolling sheets with Karin for a few days, reappeared at the headquarters in Florence full of energy, and the long-awaited 1995 finally came!

PS: Chapter 16 of "Add more to complete jihua".