The strongest gourmet food system

Chapter 1278 Chapter 319 Mo Xiaohe

The long snake was coiled in the cage, motionless, seemingly lifeless, unaware that danger was approaching.

Liu Haolin put the snake cages on the console, and before he could handle the snakes, he heard the phone ring.

He turned on his phone and it was a text message.

He glanced at the contents of the text message, and immediately became cautious, washed his hands in a hurry, and left the practice room before he even had time to change his clothes.

The guest rooms of Xingli Hotel are divided into two parts.

Part of it is the guest rooms of the building, with a total of forty floors.The other part is the other courtyard behind the building, where the judges of this competition live.

The gate of Xingli Bieyuan is on another street, and there is only one passage between Xingli Hotel and that is behind the kitchen.

It is difficult for ordinary tenants to notice that there is something hidden behind an ordinary wooden door.

Liu Haolin is a native of Yangcheng, of course he knows that Xingli Hotel and Xingli Bieyuan are a company.

In other words, the reason why Xingli Hotel is a five-star hotel is that Xingli Bieyuan played a big role.

Rockery, lake, wooden bridge, bamboo pavilion...

The scenery is so beautiful, with the cloudless blue sky, it makes people feel very comfortable.

But Liu Haolin was not in the mood at the moment, but quickly stepped on the cobblestone path, quickly passed through the bamboo forest and wooden bridge, and entered a wooden building.

Arriving at a room on the second floor, Liu Haolin took a deep breath and raised his hand to knock on the door, but he heard voices coming from inside.

"Come in."

"Yes." Liu Haolin pushed open the door in response, and after entering the room with his head down, he turned around and closed the wooden door.

In the room, an old man in a white Tai Chi suit was holding a brush and writing on rice paper.

"Master, I'm here." Liu Haolin bowed his head and said.

"En." The old man responded and put away the brush, "How about you come over and have a look at my handwriting?"

"Yes."

Liu Haolin took a deep breath, walked gently behind the old man, and raised his eyes to look at the desk.

On the rice paper on the desk, there are eight big characters written, "Smooth and bright, quiet and far".

This is taken from "Huainanzi·Zhushu Xun", "Without indifference, there is no clear ambition, and without tranquility, there is no way to reach far." It was later quoted in Zhuge Liang's "Book of Commandments", and the meaning is self-evident.

"Good calligraphy. Master's calligraphy has become more and more refined." Liu Haolin said sincerely.

"Then what do you think of this sentence?" the old man continued to ask.

"These eight characters are your true portrayal." Liu Haolin said flatteringly.

"No. I can't do these eight words, otherwise, I wouldn't come to be the chairman of the judges." The old man pointed to a chair beside him and said, "Sit."

"With Master here, I dare not sit down." Liu Haolin bowed his head and said.

"I told you to sit, and you just sit. How can there be so many things, hypocrisy." The old man's tone was flat, and he couldn't hear the emotion.

Liu Haolin blushed, and hurriedly lowered his head to the chair and sat on a corner of the chair.

The old man glanced at Liu Haolin, did not speak, but removed the writing on the desk, took another piece of rice paper, and spread it on the desk.

The Langhao pen was dipped in ink, and after staying in the air for a moment, the old man put the pen on the pen holder again, "I heard that your results in this competition were not very good. What's the reason?"

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Liu Haolin held his clothes nervously, his voice trembling.

"There are subjective reasons and objective reasons." Liu Haolin said.

"Really? What is the objective reason?"

"In group A, there is a player who was the No.18 of last year's U2, and he was also the champion of the-blue last year. He is very strong. I am not sure that I can beat him." Liu Haolin explained.

"What about the subjective reason?" The old man continued to ask.

"There is someone I really want to fight against... I want to compete with him, but he is in another group and has a high probability of getting No. 1. I can only get No. 2. Master, I really want to Win him." Liu Haolin bit his lips.

"Is it Zheng Ke?" The old man said suddenly.

Liu Haolin quickly raised his head and looked at the old man in disbelief.

The old man he knew would not care about things that had nothing to do with him. Even when he first became a disciple of the old man, he only got the chance after being recommended by many seniors.

Is it this kind of old man who doesn't care about world affairs, who actually knows Zheng Ke's name?

It was hard for Liu Haolin to imagine the reason.

"Master, how do you know him?" Liu Haolin asked urgently.

"Come here, I will send you a few words for the teacher." The old man did not answer Liu Haolin's words.

"Yes." Liu Haolin stood up and walked to the old man's side.

The old man dipped his pen into the ink again, and wrote a line of words on the white rice paper.

The font is vigorous and powerful, as if each stroke is engraved on rice paper with a dagger.

When Liu Haolin saw this line of writing, his face felt a little hot.

"'Full damage, humble benefit', these six words are for you. After each game, read it ten times." After adding his name and date, the old man put down his brush, "The seal will not be stamped. "

"Thank you, Master." Liu Haolin took the words with both hands.

"There are still more than three days, you should prepare well. I am the chief judge of the knockout competition, and I don't want to see you in a mess. Go." The old man waved his hand.

"Yes." Liu Haolin bowed deeply to the old man, took two steps back, turned and left the room.

After closing the door, Liu Haolin breathed a sigh of relief, only then did he realize that the clothes on his back were already soaked in sweat.

Alas, with the master, the pressure is too much.

Even after living with the old man for three years, Liu Haolin still feels a sense of suffocation every time he sees the old man.

Not long after Liu Haolin left, the old man's door was knocked again.

"Please come in." The old man said loudly.

The person outside the door was not polite. After pushing the door open, it was gently closed again.

"You don't come here often, Teacher Xiao." The old man's tone was indifferent.

"In front of you, I don't dare to take the word 'teacher'. After all, Mr. Mo, you are a master of Cantonese cuisine." Xiao Han looked at Mo Xiaohe, who turned his back, and said softly.

"Sit down and drink tea." Mo Xiaohe put down his pen, turned around and looked at Xiao Han in front of him.

Neat gray hair is brushed back, sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and a small beard on his chin.

At this time, his face was glowing and he seemed to be in good spirits.

"What tea? I'm very picky about tea." Xiao Han said casually.

"You obviously don't understand anything, but you still pick tea? To you, Dahongpao is no different from ordinary leaves." After Mo Xiaohe saw Xiao Han sitting down, he also walked over.

"Old Mo, it's wrong for you to say that. It's because I don't know much about tea that I should drink good tea. In this way, others can't take inferior tea and fool me." Xiao Han said .

"Unreasonable." Mo Xiaohe glanced at Xiao Han.

Xiao Han poured a cup of tea, took a sip, and his eyes suddenly lit up, "It should be Dahongpao?"

Mo Xiaohe smiled triumphantly, "Sure enough, even animals can taste something after drinking so much good tea."

Xiao Han was not angry and wiped his mouth, "I just saw your apprentice."

Mo Xiaohe's expression darkened immediately, and then he shook his head again, "So what happened when you saw him?"

"You asked him to come?" Xiao Han asked.

"Tap it, otherwise, you may lose the next match." Mo Xiaohe said softly.

"It seems that you still care about him." Xiao Han said.

"Of course, he is my apprentice." Mo Xiaohe said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)