Fame starts with the radio

Chapter 463
After the competition, the crew began to dismantle the recording equipment. Ling Yun originally wanted to help, but was immediately surrounded by three judges.

"Ling Yun..."

Just as Meng Changyun said something, he, Zhang Biao and Zhuang Hong looked at each other, but felt a little embarrassed. After all, everyone has secrets, especially some things that cannot be said in front of other people, and so are others.

So after a brief embarrassment, Zhuang Hong patted Ling Yun with a smile and cursed.

"You kid almost killed me. This soup is so dangerous. Why didn't you stop me when I tasted it just now? Fortunately, I drank a little bit, otherwise I might have to carry it to the ambulance just like Duanmu Qingzi..."

"Hehe, Mr. Zhuang is so treacherous, how could he drink it..."

Ling Yun replied with a dry smile, Zhuang Hong glared at him angrily, and cursed with a smile.

"You kid, are you praising me or hurting me? Is it adulterous?"

"Hehe, I was wrong, let me change the word, or... cunning? Cunning? Sleek? Chicken thief?"

"Hahaha, no wonder Qin Tai told me not to provoke you, you can really vomit blood when you talk, okay, I think the two teachers still have something to do with you, so I won't bother you, and we will see you later. "

Zhuang Hong smiled and patted Ling Yun's shoulder again, then nodded politely to Meng Changyun and Zhang Biao, and then walked away.

As soon as he left, Zhang Biao stepped forward and patted Ling Yun on the shoulder, showing an ugly expression.

"Your cooking skills are great."

With just such a sentence, Zhang Biao also left after finishing speaking. Seeing him walking away, Meng Changyun retracted his eyes and sighed.

"Actually, Mr. Zhang is a good person."

Ling Yun groaned, and Meng Changyun smiled wryly again and shook his head.

"Let's not talk about him, let's talk about you, how can you be so proficient in Baiwei soup? And can you make up the last ingredient?"

"Isn't this normal? Didn't Haruko Duanmu do it too?"

"Hehe, she's different, she's the one we vented."

"what?"

For Meng Changyun's frankness, Ling Yun was a little surprised. He didn't expect Meng Changyun to tell him so directly, but it made him a little at a loss.

"Hehe, don't be so surprised. In fact, there is nothing you can't say about this matter. This Duanmu Haruko was indeed specially sent by Japan, but her purpose is not just to humiliate and conquer Chinese cooking and Chinese food. Teacher Zhang and I Leaking the question, there is also a reason for this, and I am not too clear about the specific situation, if you are interested, you can actually ask the people above."

Meng Changyun pointed to the top of his head, Ling Yun was stunned, and quickly waved his hand.

"Hehe, no, no, no need to ask, you are all grown-ups' business, even a child like me can't figure it out, so what... If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

Lingyun is such a chicken thief, he only heard the general idea, and he knew that this matter is complicated, at least it has reached the level of country and country, and it has nothing to do with him, why should he join in the fun and get involved?

So he repeatedly shook his head with a dry smile, but he wanted to leave, but Meng Changyun hadn't finished speaking.

"Don't worry, I've told you everything you want to know, and you haven't said what I want to know. This Baiwei soup has been handed down from generation to generation in the Meng family. As long as I can remember, this recipe has been locked in the Meng family insurance The cabinet, except for the heirs of the Meng family, has never been mentioned to outsiders, let alone seen by outsiders, how do you know and can easily complete the last material?"

"It's very simple. Although this Baiwei soup is passed down from your Meng family, it is not invented by your Meng family."

"What do you mean?"

"Don't understand this?"

Ling Yun smiled and said again.

"Your Meng family was able to collect ancient books of Baiwei Tang from the folk, so can others. No one said that there is only one copy of the ancient recipe of Baiwei Tang scattered among the people, right? From Ding Ke in the Song Dynasty to the present thousands of years, what happened? Someone transcribed a few copies, too?"

"This……"

Meng Changyun was speechless at what he said, and he said yes, this ancient prescription was collected by the ancestors of the Meng family from the people at the end of the Qing Dynasty, but from the end of the Qing Dynasty to the Song Dynasty, it was not guaranteed that someone copied a copy during this period, or... the ancestors of the Meng family What I found was originally a copy copied by someone else.

In other words, if Ling Yun also has the ancient recipe of Baiweitang in his hand, he will naturally know how to make it, and he will naturally know which ingredient is missing.

If this is the case, everything can be explained, but is what Ling Yun is telling the truth?
Seeing Ling Yun walk away, Meng Changyun opened his mouth, but he didn't know what he wanted to say, so he simply sighed and stopped asking.

This ancient method is a small matter, but it is a major matter to cooperate with the higher authorities to complete the task this time, especially now that Zhang Biao's safety still needs to be worried about.

After going out, Ling Yun bid farewell to the housekeeper and packed up his belongings. At this time, the filming team had already left the scene, and the empty Tianxin Bieyuan returned to its former tranquility.

"Mr. Ling, we have already arranged a car for you, and we will soon..."

The butler was standing at the gate and was speaking halfway when he heard a car horn sounding.

The two looked up, and saw a black domineering car parked on the opposite green belt with the windows down, but it was Zhuang Hong?

He smiled and waved towards Ling Yun.

"Don't bother, I'll take Mr. Zhuang and give you a ride. I've caused you trouble these few days."

Ling Yun bowed politely to the butler, then ran across the road with a smile.

After getting into Zhuang Hong's car, he just asked Zhuang Hong to put himself at the airport, and Zhuang Hong had to drive to the next city. After all, his main business is a short video blogger, and he still has his own work to do .

The two in the car chatted for a while, seeing that Ling Yun was a little sleepy, Zhuang Hong didn't say much, but when he was about to arrive at the airport, Ling Yun was woken up by the car's horn.

He opened his eyes sleepily, and listened to Zhuang Hong's explanation.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ling, there's a traffic jam ahead."

"It's ok."

Ling Yun smiled, looked up at his watch, and couldn't help frowning. Although there was still a while before boarding, who knows when the car will be bet.

"I don't think it's far from the airport, or I'll go over there, Mr. Zhuang, I'm sorry to trouble you this time, and I'll visit you again when I have a chance."

Ling Yun decided to get out of the car. Zhuang Hong saw that the dissuasion was fruitless, and he was afraid of delaying his trip, so he got down and opened the car door for him. When the two were about to part, Zhuang Hong suddenly said something for no reason.

"Try to keep a distance from the Zhao family in the future, I'm afraid you won't be able to grasp it."

"what?"

He groaned and wanted to ask what he meant, but he saw that Zhuang Hong had already got into the car with a smile, turned the car across the double yellow lines and drove into the opposite lane and drove away.

At the same time, the fierce quarrel not far to the right also attracted Ling Yun's attention. It looked like a couple were arguing, and there were too many people watching, and it was because of this that the traffic was blocked.

He originally wanted to go around and walk to the airport, but when he followed the sound, he saw a very familiar bald head.

"Middle-aged brother?"

In the middle of a group of people, the bald head is the middle-aged elder brother who has left Tianxin Bieyuan! ! !
(End of this chapter)