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"Master Qin, I really made you laugh." Ye Wen cupped his fists at Qin Yi.

Qin Yi shook his head and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'll just pretend that Ah Wei is dead... By the way, Master Ye, I have something to say, your Wing Chun skills are really profound, and this junior admires me. Let me arrange this for you. If possible, I will book you a plane ticket to the Marvel Universe this afternoon."

"Then I'll trouble Master Qin... How about it, it's almost lunch time, how about I treat you to Master Bran's beef noodles?" Ye Wen patted Qin Yi on the shoulder.

Qin Yi rubbed his stomach. The physical exertion last night and this morning was too great. When Ye Wen said this, Qin Yi really felt hungry.

"Then thank you, Master Ye!"

Then, under the leadership of Master Ye, Master Qin walked into the noodle shop of Master Bran, which is just like the so-called three masters in one drama.

The two chefs sat down by the window. Qin Yi looked at the menu and found that although it was a noodle restaurant, it also had various stir-fried dishes and other staple foods. Everything that Qin Yi could think of was on the menu.

However, the prices of the meals on the menu are extremely expensive. A simple bowl of bran master beef noodles costs 388 Ruanmei coins, not to mention the prices of other dishes.

Seeing Qin Yi flipping through the menu, Ye Wen said boldly, "Master Qin, just order whatever you want, don't have any psychological pressure. The owner of this noodle restaurant is an old friend I have known for many years, and the food does not cost money."

After Qin Yi heard this, he immediately felt relieved, and complained, "Phew~ that's good, that's good, otherwise I'm really embarrassed to mess around, after all, the things here are more expensive than five-star hotels."

Ye Wen shook his head with a smile, "Master Qin, the owner of this shop is the chef of the noodle shop. His traditional craftsmanship is worth the price."

"Traditional craftsmen? Then I want to have a good taste!"

Hearing what Master Ye said, Qin Yi became interested and ordered several dishes in succession.

As for the staple food, Qin Yi originally planned to order Chef Bran's Beef Noodles, but the "Zhenxiang Fried Rice" on the last line of the menu caught Qin Yi's attention.

"Master Ye, how about this delicious fried rice?"

"Master Qin really has a vision. This is the signature fried rice of this restaurant. It's worth a try!"

Qin Yi smiled, "Okay, let's have another plate of really fragrant fried rice!"

Ye Wen thought for a while and added: "By the way, Master Qin, would you like to have a drink? The sweet-scented osmanthus wine here is also good. Three silver tickets can be exchanged for a bottle."

Qin Yi frowned, and said with a wry smile: "You know, I came here in a Ferrari, it's not convenient to drink."

"Hahaha, Master Qin, it's not a problem if there are five words floating in the sky!" Ye Wen took out his pocket and put a box of cephalosporins and a business card for the driver on the table.

Qin Yi also showed a smile, and said bluntly: "It seems that Master Ye is more considerate, so I'd rather be respectful than obedient, just have a drink!"

Then, Ye Wen called the waiter and ordered: "Place an order according to the items that are ticked on the menu...By the way, Master Qin is hungry, first serve Zhenxiang Fried Rice, and let Master Qin put it on the table...Also, exchange all the silver tickets in my membership account for osmanthus wine."

Qin Yi couldn't help asking: "Master Ye, why do you like drinking osmanthus wine so much?"

Ye Wen: "Who told me to drink this? Sweet-scented osmanthus wine, soft in the mouth, with a fine line of throat, you will fall in love with it!"

Qin Yi also became curious about the sweet-scented osmanthus wine. When the wine came, Qin Yi poured a glass, took a sip, and immediately felt comfortable all over his body.

"Master Qin, how are you?"

"Nice, good wine, Master Ye, your silver ticket is worth it!"

"Then master Qin, do you want to recharge some bank notes?"

"Ahem, next time for sure~next time~"

Qin Yi and Master Ye were originally heroes and cherished heroes, and they chatted very speculatively, and then they exchanged glasses.

In all fairness, Qin Yi believes that the effect of sweet-scented osmanthus wine is exactly the opposite of that of Sanguan Repairing Liquid. It uses the principle of "negatives make positives" and "fight poison with poison", so that Sanguan will burst into pieces on the alcohol-filled taste buds. When it is broken to the extreme, it will no longer be nostalgic, and only then can real relief be obtained.

After three glasses of wine, Qin Yi's face turned red, and he was a little bit up. Holding chopsticks, he couldn't help composing a poem, "Three glasses of light wine and two light wines, how can you beat his three-view madness..."

At this moment, Qin Yi suddenly smelled a strong fragrance, his eyes lit up, and saw the waiter bring a plate of fried rice!
The fried rice looks unpretentious and simple, but the tempting smell made Qin Yi swallow.

Ye Wen smiled slightly and said, "Master Qin, this is the signature staple food of this restaurant, delicious fried rice."

"Then I won't be polite, let's start!"

Qin Yi couldn't wait to pick up the spoon, dug a spoonful and put it into his mouth.

After taking a bite of fried rice, Qin Yi's eyes almost popped out, and a look of enjoyment appeared on his face. Logically, Qin Yi should be able to use the word "fuck" to express his emotions, but what he blurted out was:
"It's so fragrant!"

Ye Wen took a sip of his wine and laughed loudly, "Hahaha, Master Qin, this is the first time I ate Zhenxiang fried rice, and that's your reaction too!"

Qin Yi smiled embarrassedly, "This fried rice is the most delicious fried rice I've ever eaten, bar none!"

Anyway, Qin Yi can be regarded as holding the God of Cookery skill package and the Red Wolf brand pan by his side. His cooking skills can definitely compete with three or more New Oriental chefs.But Qin Yi thought that, no matter what, he couldn't make the level of this plate of fried rice!

Qin Yi felt incredible, and murmured: "This fried rice... seems to have the aroma of malt!"

"Expert~"

Suddenly, a young voice came into Qin Yi's ears.

Qin Yi looked up, and saw a spirited young man in the chef's uniform standing in front of him, and he looked very familiar.

Qin Yi's memory is a bit fuzzy, "You look familiar, you are..."

Ye Wen smiled, "Master Qin, let me introduce you, this is the owner and chef of Master Bran's noodle restaurant, Wang Jingze, Mr. Wang."

Qin Yi was stunned, but quickly realized, with a look of adoration on his face, "You~ you are the philosopher who proposed [The Law of True Fragrance], Professor Wang?!"

Wang Jingze shook his head, and said with a gentle smile, "I haven't been a philosopher for many years, Master Qin, you should call me Old Wang next door, it's more down-to-earth~"

"Good Professor Wang."

Qin Yi and Professor Wang shook hands, and it was fate to meet each other once.

Afterwards, Professor Wang also sat down, and accompanied Qin Yi and Ye Wen to sit and discuss.

The ancients said that when three people walk together, there must be my teacher.

Qin Yi took the opportunity to ask Professor Wang for advice. Under Professor Wang's interpretation, Qin Yi had a deeper understanding of the [Law of True Fragrance].

The Law of True Fragrance: This law asserts that when a person categorically rejects something and declares that he will never do it even if he does not take in any nutrients and cause the body to die, or even if he falls from a certain height and causes physical death, he will definitely make the following sound for some causal reason:

"It's so fragrant!"