fishing the heavens

Chapter 150 Shanzhen Pavilion

"Ah."

Zheng Xuan nodded, without saying anything, turned around and led the two into the villa.

The villa does not have the luxury that Beifeng imagined, and it is not European style, but more Chinese-style villas, with a brilliant brush, and a picture scroll that has been dusty for a hundred years.

Beifeng seems to be in the beautiful Chinese artistic conception, forgetting the boundaries of time and the complexity of the world, as if drinking a cup of black tea, which is delicate and long-lasting, with a long-lasting fragrance.

It inherits the essence of traditional Chinese architecture and maintains the unique artistic style of traditional architecture integrating quaintness, simplicity and splendor.Taking nature as a refuge, advocating Confucianism, embracing Taoism and Buddhism, being subtle and elegant.

There are some ink paintings hanging on the wall. Although Beifeng doesn't know how to appreciate them, he feels very comfortable looking at these paintings. Not only the shapes, but also the gods in the paintings!
There are many exquisite vases in the corridor, the colors are bright, and the characters on them are lifelike.

"This villa has a total of twelve rooms, two servant rooms, and an open-air swimming pool. This hill belongs to the scope of the villa. In addition, all kinds of decorations and artworks in the rooms are also packaged for sale."

The old man walked in front and introduced to Beifeng.

Beifeng could see that the old man had deep feelings for every plant and tree here, and was full of reluctance.

But in the end, people are old and want to stay with their family members, so they call the old people to immigrate from their children and live with themselves and others. After much deliberation, Zheng Xuansi agreed.

"I'm very satisfied. How much are you going to sell this villa for?" Beifeng walked along and was really satisfied with this villa. Moreover, the environment here is quiet and suitable for him.

"Three hundred million! If you want to pay in full, we can handle the transfer right away."

Zheng Xuan looked at Beifeng, pondered for a while, and quoted a price.

Bei Feng frowned, the price is not cheap, he turned to Xuan Si and asked, "Can I get the money?"

"Boss, we only have more than 5000 million in cash. If we want to buy this villa, then we need to sell the property in the gang."

Xuansi stood behind Beifeng and replied respectfully.

"I still have more than 1 million yuan, and the sum is still not much, so let's sell the property in the gang." Beifeng said indifferently.

Isn't the reason why this force was created so that someone can help him?You don't need to worry about everything.

An industry is the foundation of a gang. After all, with such a big gang, you can't let the people below drink the Northwest Wind, right?
But Beifeng didn't care about it. The purpose of establishing power was to serve himself, and the property was sold as soon as it was sold.

When Xuan Si saw what Beifeng said, he nodded to express his understanding.

After receiving Beifeng's signal, Xuansi started calling the Wulong Gang.

He sold five of his bathing centers to the Wulong Gang, and obtained 3000 million yuan in funds.

Beifeng, Zheng Xuan and others came to the bank and completed the transfer.

After finishing all this work, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon, and I happened to drive the car with Zheng Xuan to a store called Shanzhen Pavilion, and planned to solve the problem of dinner first.

This store is not big, there are only four rooms in total, but it is decorated in an antique style, elegant and refined in the downtown area. Being able to open such a store in the most prosperous area of ​​Qingcheng is enough to prove the strength of this store.

"Little young man, the mountain delicacy here is one of a kind. I guarantee that you will come here once and think twice. Hey, it will be difficult to eat this kind of food after you go abroad." Zheng Xuan sighed, his tone a little low.

Beifeng and the two listened to the old man's lament and didn't know how to say it for a while. In their old age, they had to leave their hometown. Although they wanted to reunite with their families, sadness was inevitable.

Four dishes and one soup were served. To Beifeng's surprise, three of the four dishes were mainly fungi, while the remaining one dish and one soup were meat.

"The seven mountain delicacies called by the mountain people at the earliest include bear paw, elephant trunk, deer tendon, hump, bird's nest, bamboo fungus, and Hericium erinaceus seven kinds of mountain products, but now you can't eat them, they are all protected animals. gone."

Zheng Xuan sighed.

But Beifeng heard the aftertaste from the old man's tone, motherfucker!This old man has really eaten Shanzhen, and this Shanzhen Pavilion is also very powerful. Even if these things were decades ago, ordinary people could not get them.

Looking at a plate of stir-fried bamboo shoots on the table, the bamboo shoots are of the same size, like white jade, with a hint of pink, it seems that a section of bamboo shoots only takes one place, this small plate is clear I don’t know how many bamboo shoots are used for fried bamboo shoots.

Don't ask Beifeng how he knew, because the bamboo shoots are conical, and it's impossible to cut out the whole section of bamboo shoots to make them look like this.

Beifeng gently picked up a piece of bamboo shoots and put them in his mouth. There was no extra taste, only fresh, tender, and traces of bitterness reverberated in his mouth after sweetness.

The fragrance of bamboo shoots is brought to the extreme instead of adding too much seasoning to other restaurants to cover up the taste of bamboo shoots themselves.

This made Beifeng's eyes shine, "Ordinary ingredients can make such delicious food, what a good cooking skill!"

Although the dishes are not beneficial to Beifeng's body, the taste is for Beifeng to enjoy.

At that moment, Beifeng stretched out his chopsticks and aimed at a dish made of unknown animals.

As soon as the piece of meat enters the mouth, Beifeng's first feeling is that it is smooth, and when he bites down lightly, the soup trapped in the piece of meat will burst out, and the meat seems to melt into a trace of minced meat in his mouth. There is a layer of skin attached to it, and the more you chew, the more fragrant it becomes.

"Is this rabbit meat?" Beifeng asked.

"Haha, this is not rabbit meat, it's an annual bamboo rat."

A hearty laugh came from outside the door, and an old man in a tunic suit with a ruddy complexion walked in.

"Old man Xuan, at such a long age, you still follow the trend of young people, and even think of immigrating, so you are not afraid to die in another country?" The old man entered the box, and he could see that he was very familiar with Zheng Xuan. Such words are not something ordinary people can say Said.

"Haha, you old guy, are you afraid that after I leave, you will lose one customer in your store?"

On Zheng Xuan's old-fashioned face, he showed a rare smile and said, "Didn't I bring a potential client here for you? Whether you can keep it or not depends on your skills."

"Oh? Then I have to show my real skills, and it depends on whether you are brave enough, little friend!"

The old man looked at Beifeng and said to Beifeng.

The diners pick the cooks, but the best chefs pick the diners too!
"I've always been very courageous." Beifeng became interested, thinking that this old man is also a wonderful person, who needs to be bold enough to eat a dish?Beifeng had some expectations in his heart.

The old man gave Bei Feng a high look, "Okay, you guys eat first, I'll cook!" After speaking, the old man turned and left.

Twenty minutes later, the old man came in again with a tightly covered dish.

(End of this chapter)