The strongest chef in the three worlds

253 Old drunkard

The Luo family naturally did not believe in the theory of ghosts and gods.

But both Chen Yan and Zeng Fengyi said so, so they couldn't ask further questions.

In any case, it would be great if Luo Yi, the only seedling, could be rescued intact.

After letting go of this burden, the lively atmosphere on the dinner table resumed again.

Luo Xianchao and his son toasted Chen Yan frequently, and Chen Yan never refused to come.

Originally, Luo Xianchao wanted the Luo family to pay for the reconstruction of the Earth Temple, but Chen Yan refused.

In desperation, Luo Xianchao had no choice but to settle for the next best thing, saying that he would personally take the Luo family to burn incense for the Lord of the Earth after the Temple of the Land was repaired, which was just in line with Chen Yan's wishes.

After drinking for a while, Chen Yan suddenly said to Luo Xianchao: "Old Luo, I would like to ask you to do me a favor."

"Xiao Chen, you don't have to be polite with me. If there is anything you can use me for, just ask." Luo Xianchao smiled heartily.

"Is such that."

Chen Yan smiled and said, "I want to find some century-old wine, but I haven't been able to find it. Is there any way for you to help me get some? As long as the price is not too outrageous, I will buy as much as I want!"

While speaking, Chen Yan and Zeng Fengyi looked at each other in unison.

Watching and watching, the two couldn't help laughing at the same time.

Their fate began with that bottle of century-old wine.

In the past, whenever he thought of spending 5000 million to buy a bottle of century-old wine, Chen Yan felt pain in his heart.

Today, he and Zeng Fengyi have come together.

The grievances at that time have turned into fond memories belonging to each other.

Seeing the sudden affectionate look of the two of them, several people suddenly looked puzzled.

Luo Xianchao thought for a while, and then asked: "Do you want wine that is more than a hundred years old?"

"Yeah!" Chen Yan nodded and said, "The older the better!"

Luo Xianchao frowned slightly, "It's not too difficult to find these 50-year-old wines, but it's really difficult to find wines that are more than [-] years old."

"I can't even find you?" Chen Yan felt inexplicably disappointed.

"It's not like I can't find it." Luo Xianchao shook his head and smiled, "I know a person, his nickname is 'Old Drunkard', he has been addicted to alcohol all his life, and there may be a century-old wine in his collection, I will make a call right away Ask for you."

After speaking, Luo Xianchao picked up his mobile phone and got up to make a call outside the private room.

Looking at Luo Xianchao's back, Chen Yan once again had a glimmer of hope in his heart.

As long as he finds a hundred-year-old wine, and now that he has a deeper understanding of the way of the God of Cookery, he believes that he will be able to brew even better wine than the previous one.

Within 2 minutes, Luo Xianchao walked in with a wry smile.

Seeing Luo Xianchao's expression, Chen Yan's heart tightened suddenly, "He doesn't have any?"

"Have!"

Luo Xianchao nodded heavily.

"Ah?" Chen Yan was taken aback for a moment, and his worry turned into joy in an instant, "Then why do you keep such a bitter face?"

Luo Xianchao said helplessly: "He said that his wine is only for drinking and not for sale!"

Only drink but not sell?

The smile on Chen Yan's face disappeared suddenly, "Don't you sell it for how much money?"

Luo Xianchao nodded and said: "In his whole life, he didn't like money or lust, but he only had a soft spot for good wine."

"If you want to drink century-old wine, I will take you there. Based on my friendship with him, he should buy us two drinks."

"But if you want to buy it, there is probably no hope."

Listening to Luo Xianchao's words, Chen Yan fell into deep thought.

After being silent for a while, a smile gradually appeared on Chen Yan's face, "Why don't you ask Mr. Luo to take me to see him tomorrow! I'll give it a try, maybe I can convince him. His wine is not for sale, so you can give it away! "

"deliver?"

Several people looked at Chen Yan in astonishment.

Does he dare to think too much?

How much does it cost, old wine that no one else sells, and he actually wants someone to give it to him?

Luo Xianchao was stunned for a while, then smiled in surprise: "Do you really want him to give you some hundred-year-old wine?"

"Yes." Chen Yan nodded seriously, "Since he doesn't want to sell it, then give it away!"

If he can buy it, of course he is willing to pay for it.

But the problem is that others don't love money, so they don't want to sell it at all.

It is basically meaningless to talk about money with such a person.

I can only see if I can convince him with my three-inch tongue!
Whether you succeed or fail, you have to try.

"You really dare to think about it!" Luo Xian smiled and said, "Since you have already opened your mouth, I will accompany you for a walk tomorrow! To be honest, I am also curious, how did you persuade him to give him wine?" for you."

"Okay, then it's settled!" Chen Yan nodded heavily, but his mind was already active.

Leaving aside the previous episodes between Chen Yan and Luo Yi, this meal can be regarded as a happy meal for both guests and hosts.

It wasn't until eleven o'clock in the evening that everyone broke up for dinner.

From the moment he got in the car, Luo Yi kept silent, looking preoccupied.

Seeing his appearance, several people in the car suddenly became curious.

"Xiaoyi, you and Chen Yan are in the room, what are you talking about?"

Xia Jingwan looked at her son curiously.

Luo Yi's performance today is really a bit strange.

His attitude towards Chen Yan was so bad at the beginning, and after being alone in the room for a while, why did it feel like a different person?
Luo Yi shook his aching head, closed his eyes and said, "Do you believe there are ghosts in this world?"

"ghost?"

Several people were stunned and looked at Luo Yi in surprise at the same time.

After a long time, Xia Jingwan raised her hand and placed it on Luo Yi's forehead, "Have you not recovered yet? Are you hallucinating?"

hallucinations?
Luo Yi smiled wryly, "Maybe."

……

Early the next morning, Luo Xianchao came to the hotel to pick up Chen Yan.

The cooperation between the Luo family and the Zeng family has been confirmed, and Zeng Fengyi will make detailed plans for the upcoming cooperation in the hotel today.

"Have you told your friend?"

As soon as he got in the car, Chen Yan asked Luo Xianchao.

"I've said it." Luo Xianchao nodded slightly, and said with some worry: "The old drunkard is a complete weirdo. I have known him for more than twenty years, and I can't figure out his temper! I will see him later. If his words are ugly, don't bother with him."

Chen Yan grinned and said, "Don't worry, if I ask someone, can I fight with him?"

"That's good." Luo Xianchao said: "He is moody, I am really worried that you two will have conflicts."

"I'll keep my temper in check."

Chen Yan smiled slightly, and asked again: "What's his name? When I see him, what should I call him?"

"I don't know what his real name is. You can just call him Old Drunkard. People who know him call him that." Luo Xianchao said with a smile.

what?
Just call him an old drunkard?
That's a little rude, isn't it?
After thinking about it, Chen Yan asked curiously again: "You don't even know his real name?"

A person I've known for many years, but I don't even know the name.

This is really a strange thing.

"I don't know." Luo Xianchao shook his head and said, "I've checked his background before, but I couldn't find it at all."

(End of this chapter)