Zhusun looked up at Lin Dang suspiciously, didn't this boy understand how precious ginseng was? She and her father have been here for many years, but ginseng is rarely found, and her father says that it is a rare thing.

However, when she lingered on Lin Dang's white robe for a while, she was dazzled by the intricate patterns hidden on it, and felt that it was normal for Lin Dang not to understand.

After all, a noble son must not understand the difficulties of crops like that little yuan son. It's just that because Fang Cailin is cooking at the kitchen, she has an illusion. Even so, Lin Dang's careful and meticulous treatment of every ingredient in the kitchen was still deeply imprinted in Zhusun's mind, so that many years later, Zhusun would still smile and tell people that Lin Dang at that time was so handsome and so dazzling.

Lin Dangke didn't know that he was cooking and cooking in disgrace, and if he fell into the eyes of Zhusun with a tenth-level filter, he would be a handsome person who came on auspicious clouds. At this time, her thoughts had gone elsewhere.

Lin Dang smiled and asked Daddy Zhu "stupid question": "Do people everywhere like ginseng?" ”

Without waiting for Daddy Zhu to answer, Lin Dang said his purpose bluntly this time: "If this bamboo shoot is made into the shape of ginseng, do you think it will sell well?" ”

Zhu Dad was stunned for a moment, and then his big palm rushed towards Lin Dang's shoulder. Lin Dang just wanted to dodge, but the little wolf who followed Lin Dang dragged Lin Dang and dragged her back to dodge.

Father Zhu looked at this little wolf who was not as tall as his legs in a daze, and only felt that this kid reacted quickly and surprised him with his quick movements.

Then he laughed again: "Your brother is good, you really didn't treat him well in vain." ”

Lin Dang touched the head of the little wolf cub, and said to Daddy Zhu with a smile: "I have to tell Daddy, I am not talented, but there is an ancient recipe, called ginseng bamboo shoots." This bamboo shoot is not difficult, that is, after making it, it looks like ginseng, and it is said that there are many people in the Jiangnan generation who like it. If you can't sell your bamboo shoots, why don't you try my recipe. ”

"Lin Gongzi, what you said is true?" Before Father Lin could speak, Zhu Sunxian on the side couldn't help but ask. These days, her father's health is not good, and he finally digs bamboo shoots to find bamboo shoots, but the things he gets are too little, and there are many bamboo shoots in the mountains on this side of their East Garden, which makes it difficult for the price of bamboo shoots to go up.

"Zhusun, don't talk nonsense." Zhu Lao Dad bowed to Lin Dangshen: "Thank you Lin Gongzi, it's just that it is useless, the little old man is already very satisfied with eating on the mountain, and the old man will never dare to ask for the child's home remedies." ”

In Daddy Zhu's opinion, the so-called ancient recipe in Lin Dang's mouth must be a treasure handed down from the Lin family. Zhu Lao Dad sighed that Lin Dang was a good person with a chivalrous style, and he also liked her pure heart. But they can't take other people's ancient recipes as their own.

This is actually a thousand-year-old generation gap between Lin Dang and Zhu Dad, and it is just a method here in Lin Dang. People who understand just say it casually, and people who don't understand don't have to knock on the keyboard twice to ask Du Niang for everything, she ignored that this is in ancient times, in Datang, an ancient recipe is good or a secret recipe, which is worth thousands of dollars. Lin Dang took it out so loudly, if it was taken by someone with a heart, he could quickly make a windfall.

"It's okay, I wish Dad, it's just a few words, if you want to do it, I have to try it slowly with you."

Lin Dang only told the truth: although there is a recipe, not everyone can make ginseng bamboo shoots with a beautiful shape, crisp taste and retaining the unique fragrance of ginseng!

However, these words fell on Daddy Zhu's ears and had a different taste.

"You kid.... I'm sorry, the old man has lost his temper! "I wish my father more and more Lin Dang likes it, there is nothing wrong with such a son except for his noble status, otherwise how good would it be to be a son-in-law for himself?

"Zhusun, why don't you hurry up and take Kobayashi Gongzi to dinner?"

Seeing that his granddaughter's eyes were glued to Lin Dang's body, a girl's thoughts of spring were undoubtedly revealed, and Daddy Zhu sighed again in his heart. At the same time, Lin Dang's gaze became more and more kind, so kind that Lin Dang felt that this gaze was a little similar to the gaze of her father Qian Chuanzi when he looked at her.

"Alas, missing is really a very suspenseful thing, so that you can think of your own father in whatever you meet!" When Lin Dang read this lyric, he felt that the sour bamboo shoots that he had worked so hard to eat were not so fragrant...

When Lin Dang told Father Zhu how to make ginseng bamboo shoots, Xiao Yuan Gongzi stood stupidly and smiled innocently. And it's against Lin Dang alone.

The little wolf saw that it was called a big fire, and his family should be kind and beautiful, but it was not for this round-faced boy! The little wolf cub stood on tiptoe and stood up, but he couldn't stop the tall and long-legged little Yuan Gongzi.

"Woohoo, woooooooo The little strong man was so happy to see it, and asked you to ride me, you short-legged little wolf cub, why didn't you see you so horizontal when the fool was there before! Xiao Qiang still remembers that when the little wolf cub was hit by the little fool's fist, he cried so much that his nose was red and his eyes were blistering. Hmph, it's good now, I've fallen off with the little wolf cub and his slug crying bag sister!

"If you can block it, you have what it takes!" The little wolf flashed his eyelashes slyly, frowned, and said solemnly with a hand behind his back.

"You don't look like a twenty-three-year-old dwarf anymore, but you look a little old man at eighty-three."

When Lin Dang heard Xiao Qiang's words, he couldn't help but look back at the one person and one donkey, knowing that they were fighting a war of words, and also knew that Xiao Qiang's words The little wolf would definitely not hear it, so he didn't care. Anyway, the little wolf couldn't understand the donkey's bark, and in the end, it must have been the little strong donkey who was uncomfortable and angry with internal injuries.

In order to prove himself, the donkey's hooves were raised, and he wanted to kick him a dog to gnaw mud.

Xiao Yuan Gongzi is admiring the beauty, and at this time he is thinking about how to depict Lin Dang in the painting. After careful description, Xiao Yuan Gongzi felt that Lin Dang was so perfect both on the side and on the front, even if it was the tip of his nose that was slightly sweating, he looked extremely stubborn, revealing a vivid beauty!

There are many kinds of beauties, some are fresh and refined, some are as light as chrysanthemums, some are graceful and luxurious, and some are shy as lotus....

But for a beautiful young man like Shanglin Dang, who is indistinguishable, aura, and has an outstanding temperament, Xiao Yuan Gongzi only feels that his praise in the past is so cheesy.

He looked at it stupidly, silently in his heart, but before he could take his eyes away from Lin Dang's eyes that were as smart as a clear spring, he saw something coming towards him.

With a burst of pain, Xiao Yuan Gongzi fell to the ground with a bang....