private kitchen

Chapter 39

Lin Yize slept very well that night, almost didn't have any dreams, and it was already noon when he opened his eyes.

There was a burning smell in the room, Lin Yize was in a daze for a moment, he quickly got up and ran to the kitchen, when he opened the door, He Qingshan came out of the kitchen with a look of shock on his face.

The two walked across each other, and He Qingshan's face turned red all of a sudden, and then gave him a hard look for no reason, and angrily knocked the bowls and plates in his hand on the table: "It's time to eat..."

The pot of porridge was burnt to the bottom, only the upper layer was barely drinkable, He Qingshan made it for the two of them for one night, sat on the chair with his head down and drank slowly.

Lin Yize looked at his dark circles, thinking that this guy probably didn't sleep much all night, so he intentionally sucked a mouthful of porridge loudly, smashing his mouth: "Hey, this smell is quite delicious..."

He Qingshan's ears turned red, he drank his porridge with his head down and didn't speak.Lin Yize thought it was fun for him to do this, so he leaned over and stretched out his hand to grab his ear: "Oh, this red is so fast, why don't you go crazy?"

He Qingshan was startled by him, he threw away his hand with a sullen face, and moved to the side, but his face was completely red, Lin Yize took another bite of the sandwich, and shook his head again: "Look, this ham is cut thick Ah, and one side is thin and the other is thick, you added too much sauce, and...~~"

He Qingshan's temper was finally provoked by him, he slapped his chopsticks on the table fiercely: "Why are you talking so much nonsense!! Can't you eat anymore!!"

Lin Yize laughed again, finished the sandwich in three mouthfuls, then rubbed his hair: "Hurry up, there is business in the humble garden today..."

The guest this time was invited by Lin Yize on his own initiative, and his identities are somewhat complicated. Now that the fourth child and the second child are fighting fiercely, this Mr. Qiu can be regarded as the fuse. This man has an important resource in his hand. To draw him over, this Mr. Qiu has an ambiguous attitude towards them. Those two idiots fought back and forth, and finally the new and old grudges got together, and they fought when they disagreed. Watching the fire from the other side leisurely.

Lin Yize originally just wanted to invite him to take a look, or he wanted to try Mr. Qiu's attitude. If Mr. Qiu's intention was on the second side, then he would have made plans earlier.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he asked, Mr. Qiu agreed immediately. He hurried back from there, besides missing He Qingshan a little bit, and also wanting to see Mr. Qiu as soon as possible.

Fengzi and the others have tidied up the Humble Garden long ago. Before Mr. Qiu came, Lin Yize sat in the back kitchen and teased He Qingshan nonchalantly. He Qingshan was already a little embarrassed, and his heart ached when he teased him. He rushed out, but since Mr. Zhou was by his side, he could only bear to listen, and from time to time he secretly gave Lin Yize a hard look.

The two of them were teasing, when a word came from Fengzi that Mr. Qiu had arrived, Lin Yize quickly put away his smile, straightened his clothes and went out.

He Qingshan looked out through the window, and saw a middle-aged man in his 40s, with a very ordinary appearance and a serious look, but his gestures were very decent, and he seemed to be a very cultivated man.

Lin Yize welcomed him in very enthusiastically, Feng Zi also smiled, and led others to follow him step by step, standing behind them in an orderly manner.

The guest and Lin Yize sat down, Fengzi immediately served two cups of tea, the two exchanged a few words, Mr. Qiu took a sip from the teacup, his eyes lit up, he looked at Lin Yize with a hint of doubt, Lin Yize's eyes Slightly drooping, he said with a low smile, "The snow fell a little late this year, and it was picked almost in April, but the taste is really good."

A smile hung on the corner of Mr. Qiu's mouth: "Mr. Lin has a lot of good things here..."

This sentence seems to be a compliment, but the tone is not very kind. Lin Yize pursed his lips and laughed. Fengzi put a very simple wooden box behind him. Lin Yize took it and pushed it forward gently: "After the Qingming Festival The first tea, picked by the tea monk himself, the standard one bud and one leaf, made in French style, please Mr. Qiu accept it."

Mr. Qiu looked at the gift box and smiled, put down the teacup, but didn't reach out to take it, he slowly raised his head and glanced at Lin Yize, and said with a half-smile: "Boss Lin, this gift is really a bit too troublesome... "

The words did mean something else, he drank the tea in just one sip. The tea came from a famous tea temple in the south, and it only produced a few hundred catties a year. He would order it from the tea monk in previous years. Things were delayed, and he would go back at the end of April, but the tea monk said that they were all booked, which was quite a pity for him.

The third young master of the Lin family has investigated him very thoroughly. He even knows what kind of tea he drinks so clearly. Thinking of this, Mr. Qiu felt a little unhappy, and the corners of his eyebrows and eyes slanted slightly. He always thought that the third young master of the Lin family and His two brothers are different, but looking at him now, he is also a stupid guy with impure purpose.

But Lin Yize laughed. He took a sip of tea slowly, with a sly smile on his face and eyes: "After all, this box of tea is not completely mine. I went to the tea temple in Qingming, and it was a bit late, and only For the last three boxes, Elder Tianhe said with some regret that he originally wanted to leave one box for Mr. Qiu. I wanted to honor my father, so I begged the elder several times before I took them all, but I never thought that my father would not be used to this kind of tea He said and lowered his eyes: "My father, you know that most of us in the Lin family are not interested in these things. I kept a box for myself, and put a box in the humble garden. This box..." He continued Pushing the box: "Before, it was regarded as taking someone's love, but now it is regarded as returning to the original owner...Mr. Qiu, don't refuse..."

Mr. Qiu was a little surprised, this day and the elders are his old friends, and he did say that a young man would take away all the tea leaves before the Qingming Festival, but he did not expect it to be Lin Yize.

He glanced at Lin Yize again. This man looked extremely sincere. He took another sip of tea, only to feel that the tea was more mellow than his own. It seemed that he really put his heart into it. Lin Yize felt a little sympathy for each other, and the eyes he looked at Lin Yize softened a lot.

Lin Yize signaled Fengzi to pack the gift box, the two of them chatted for a while, and the topic gradually turned to the main topic.

Mr. Qiu drank his tea slowly: "Don't underestimate your small yard. There are quite a lot of rumors. I heard that you even made a proposition composition..."

Lin Yize raised his hand and poured tea for him and himself: "Don't listen to rumors from the outside world, it's actually very simple, you give me a question, let our chefs try it, and see if they can make dishes that satisfy you... ..."

Mr. Qiu bent the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand and patted the gift box beside him: "Then my topic, this is it!" He stood up after speaking: "I have talked with Mr. Lin for so long, I think I should say goodbye too, the rest Mr. Lin, please take more care of the next matter, as for me, I will just wait for Mr. Lin's delicacies!"

Fengzi said beside him: "What's there to guess, Mr. Qiu means tea, right?"

Lin Yize shook his head with a smile.

He Qingshan took the teapot and poured himself a cup. The tea was really good: "What is that? Isn't he taking pictures of tea leaves? Can it be a box?"

Lin Yize turned his head to look at him and smiled, his eyes darted around the teacup, He Qingshan realized that he was using Lin Yize's cup, his face turned red instantly, he turned his head and hid away.

Lin Yize's eyes followed him for a long while, and then he turned around to look at Mr. Zhou: "What do you think?"

Elder Zhou glanced at him and smiled: "It's not important what Boss Zou wants us to do, the important thing is what Mr. Lin wants Mr. Zou to eat..."

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