Mr. Minguo's kitchen

Lin Maorong has been very irritable for the past few days. Lin Ruohe, the head of the family, has been against him all day long. Seeing that his nose is not nose and eyes, he even told his parents that he wants to go to a cloth village under the name of the Lin family to practice and do business. , In the future, the good housekeeper, the parents actually agreed.

That cloth shop is the largest cloth shop of the Lin family. Lin Maorong has long regarded all the family property as his own. Seeing Lin Ruohe meddling in the family affairs, it was as if he had been stepped on the tail. When he was on the bar, he also told his parents in a fit of anger that he would go to the factory to practice his hands.It's a pity that he is not a businessman, he sleeps all day long until noon to go to the raw silk factory to do ointment, and in the afternoon he rushes to the Mingluan class to report, spends a lot of time drinking until midnight when he returns to the house with a belch and falls asleep, and the same cycle happens the next day .This trip is also very busy.

The old manager in the factory is a practical person, and he couldn't stand it and made a small report with Lin Erye, hey!Second Master Lin was disturbed by the news about his nephew from outside the past few days, and when he heard his son's unbelievable behavior, he immediately became angry, called him over and scolded him, and even His pocket money for this month was confiscated.Later, Lin Maorong hated the old steward to death, and even scolded Lin Ruohe and Lin Weirui several times in his heart.

Lin Maorong, who was depressed and irritable after learning to read the ledgers in the factory for a few days, sneaked out to wander the streets.

"Master, where are we going?"

Lin Maorong spread out on the rickshaw, knocked on Erlang's feet, threw peanuts into his mouth, and replied: "Go to Mingluan class, I haven't seen Lu Rong for a few days, I miss you, young master!"

The boy next to the rickshaw wondered: "But, master, we don't have enough money in our pockets..." The master confiscated all the money from the master, and even the wife was ordered not to secretly give money to the master.The money in my pocket is only enough for food and car rides. If I want to go to a place like Mingluan Ban where I spend a lot of money, I am afraid that I am too shy to spend the night with the top girl who orders it.

Lin Maorong became angry when he heard this, sat up, and threw the peanuts in his hand to the boy's face, "Damn slave, don't I know this young master?! Do you still need to say it? Go back, no! No Feeling!"

The driver of the rickshaw pulled the cart tremblingly, not daring to say a word.When passing a corner, he deliberately slowed down, so as not to bump the people in the car and cause scolding.

I heard the young man in the car yell, "Stop, stop! Stop!"

After the driver's broken shoes were rubbed on the ground for a while, the car came to a steady stop.

The boy stepped forward and asked, "What's the matter, young master?"

Lin Maorong's small inverted triangular eyes stared at the three little kids at the front of the alley, and asked the boy, "Help me see, is the one in the middle the little bastard from before?"

The servant followed the young master's finger and stared at the child in front of him, then slapped his thigh and nodded: "Yes! Master, it is indeed that little bastard. The change is so great that the servant almost didn't recognize it just now." Eat well and sleep well, the child who used to be like a little monkey is now white and tender, even his head has grown a bit taller, but the outline is still recognizable, this boy used to play with his young master a lot on that child.

"Heh", Lin Maorong waved his hand, and the young master asked someone to come forward to stop the three children who were talking with their schoolbags on their backs, and walked towards them with a grinning grin.

The boys and Lin Maorong built a high wall, trapping Lin Zhenpeng and the three of them in an alley.The children were startled, and they all stared at the person in front of them with wide-eyed panic.

"Look, isn't this the little bastard from our Lin family? I haven't seen you for a few months, and I don't even recognize the young master. It seems that my big cousin treats you bastard very well." Lin Maorong pulled his bastard vigorously. The book bag, took out the books in it, flipped through it randomly, then threw it on the ground, stomped on it, "You bastard can live so comfortably, but my imposing young master of the Lin family is going to be troubled by my good big brother. There is really nowhere to avenge justice.”

Ah Qi went shopping just now. The oldest of the three children was only seven years old, and the youngest was only five years old. Yong Yingda and Wang Xiaoyang were so panicked when they saw people who looked like human traffickers. Zhen Peng stood up, lowered her eyebrows and called Second Brother pleasingly, clenched her fists tightly, lowered her head, but her eyes were full of hatred.

"Hey, I'm not your brother, don't bark! This is your friend?" Lin Maorong pointed to the other two children, and said, "Little friends, do you know that this little bastard was born out of his mother's affair with someone else?" Did you come down? Be friends with this kind of person, tsk tsk."

Lin Zhenpeng had kept her head down all the time, but when she heard him say this, she raised her head and stared at him instantly, her mouth was tightly pursed, her little face was pale, and she held back a few words: "You nonsense! No!"

"If you say there is no, then there is no, then I will say that Lin Weirui's father is also unknown!"

"You bullshit!"

"Brother Tai is bullying too much. A big man is bullying a three-year-old child. If word spreads, does Lingtang have a bright face?" A clear voice sounded.

Lin Maorong will now look at the painful expression on the face that is somewhat similar to Lin Weirui, he will relieve his hatred, and feel that the depression of the past few days has been cleared away, and then he will hear this sound next to him, the anger is very loud, and his head is not moving. He raised his voice: "What are you doing? Let's go! Don't disturb the young master, I am doing business!"

Shen Qingque was originally passing through this place on business, although he has some notoriety in the capital, but he didn't want to just cause trouble, so as not to bring trouble to that person in Baoding.Who would have thought to see such a strange man again, a 20-year-old man with a few servants bullying several four- and five-year-old children, and openly publicizing the rights and wrongs of this kind of biological mother, similar scenes moved him Out of compassion, he made a sound to stop him.

Behind Shen Qingque stood two men wearing peaked caps and western suits, their sides were bulging and their aura was sharp.This meeting stepped forward and strongly stopped Lin Maorong and others.As a dude, Lin Maorong also has a bit of foresight. He also knew that he might have offended someone powerful, so he hurriedly laughed and said, "Misunderstanding, I was just talking to my cousin, haha. Well, I I left beforehand hahaha." Then he jumped into the rickshaw and hurried away with the people, muttering: "Unlucky, unlucky! I have to let my mother go to the temple to worship..."

It was a rare time for Shen Qingque to show kindness, sending the Buddha to the west, and asked the third child who was looking up at him: "Little friend, where is your home? Why is no one coming to pick you up?"

Yong Yingda, who had come to his senses, immediately replied loudly: "Brother, we are going to Fanfan's house! Ah Qi from Fanfan's house is going shopping. Brother, you are so amazing! As soon as you come, the bad guys will be chased away! Brother, are you from the Dragon and Tiger Gang? Is the big brother behind you your younger brother?"

The majestic men in suits staggered suspiciously, and Shen Qingque also coughed.

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"Oh, is Mr. Shen here? This... our restaurant hasn't opened yet... Huh! Young master Zhenpeng, why are you with Mr. Shen?" When entertaining Mrs. Dudu, this Mr. Shen Qingque The entourage had also eaten in the restaurant, and the shopkeeper Tong, who was ordered not to come out because of his poor image that day and was frightening, secretly watched carefully in the dark.It's so strange to meet the young master with him, followed by two children.

Shen Qingque only said that she saw some hooligans embarrassing the three children on the road, so she did a little favor and brought them home by the way.In the end, he waved away the people on the left and right, pulled shopkeeper Tong to the corner, and asked a little shyly: "Shopkeeper, I tasted a fried cake at your place that day, and after I went back, I wondered if the restaurant could sell it How many jars do I have?"

"This... I have to ask the young master for instructions. Mr. Shen, please come with me." After all, the restaurant has not opened yet, so it is up to the young master whether it can sell things or not.Arrange Mr. Shen in the private seat on the second floor, and call the waiter to bring the young master and his friends to dinner.Shopkeeper Tong held back his stomach, and knocked on the door of the deepest room on the second floor in fear.

"Come in." Pushing the door open, I saw the young master drawing something with a brush in front of the desk. It seemed that he was in a good mood, and he didn't dislike his big belly.Shopkeeper Tong hurriedly told about Mr. Shen's rescue of the young master today and sent him back, and at the end he also told him about his request.

"Okay, let Dabao make a few jars and seal them up, and then give him some pots of wine sealed with yellow clay from the cellar." Shopkeeper Tong wrote down one by one, and heard him say: "Young Master where?"

"It's eating underneath."

Shopkeeper Tong didn't hear other orders and looked up at him.Lin Weirui added a few more strokes on the paper, only to be satisfied.He put together the things he was drawing, handed them to him and said: "Find a printing factory, print dozens of copies, and then ask some skilled painters to color them."

Shopkeeper Tong took it, and saw that on the cover with an ancient painting as the background, there were four big characters written in flying and phoenix dances - You Feng Lai Ha.Open it, and on the white paper with texture, one after another delicacies and wines are vividly displayed on the paper. Even the portraits drawn with plain water color seem to be able to smell the tangy fragrance through the picture.It's really wonderful, shopkeeper Tong actually thinks that such a masterpiece is overkill to be used as a menu.Yes, this is just a menu. The name of our restaurant is written on the cover, and even the names of the dishes are marked with rip-off prices.

Shopkeeper Tong proudly took the newly baked menu downstairs, put it away carefully, and then went to the back kitchen to convey the young master's instructions.

Upstairs, Lin Weirui went out, and bumped into a young man at the corner, and subconsciously squinted his eyes.The person in front of him was about the same height as him, with a slender figure, a beautiful appearance, fair skin, and a pair of peach blossom eyes.If it is said that although Lin Weirui's appearance is handsome, it will not make people have the possibility of mistaken gender, but the beauty of this person in front of him gives people a sense of indiscernibility.

Lin Weirui subconsciously added a sentence in her heart: sissy.

Shen Qingque looked at the little white face in front of him with a slightly uneasy expression, and said, "Sorry." Just now he bumped into someone in a hurry.

Shopkeeper Tong, who had forgotten to tell Mr. Shen, happened to come upstairs, saw his boss was there, and introduced them warmly.

Shen Qingque still has something to ask for at this meeting, so she took the lead in reaching out her hand, "I have admired Mr. Lin's name for a long time, my surname is Shen, and my name is Qingque."

Lin Weirui: "Miangui's surname is Lin, and your first name is Weirui. Hello, Mr. Shen."

Shen Lin, the two beauties of the Republic of China, met for the first time in history in May of the Renzi year. After giving each other a not-so-elegant nickname, they bid farewell to each other with the most perfect smiles.

The author has something to say: The Republic of China is more beautiful than beautiful:

Shen Qingque: I heard that Lin Weirui's fair face is prettier than mine, and I have always refused to fight for such a false reputation.

Lin Weirui: Shen Qingque looks like a sissy, of course she is beautiful.

Everyone: Well, well, you are beautiful, and you are right in everything you say.

Shen Lin: Shut up!Where is he prettier than me?