private kitchen

He Qingshan pulled his clothes a little impatiently, the mother really said that this is a formal occasion, and he was asked to wear a suit, and even found out the clothes his brother got married a few years ago, which were old and rustic , and he grew up a full circle. This morning, he had a stalemate with his mother for an hour, but he couldn't convince his mother in the end. He was forced to put on this clothes and pushed out the door.

The place given by Lin Yize was very difficult to find. He took the bus for nearly an hour and got lost for more than 20 minutes. Finally, when his patience reached its peak, he found the address given by Lin Yize. This place is at In an alley, it was very difficult to find it with all the turns and turns. It looked like a deep house from the outside. He stood at the door and straightened his clothes. He took a deep breath and knocked on the deep red double doors.

The door opened after a while, and a young man wearing an old-fashioned red double-breasted short jacket protruded from the inside. With a smile on his face, he looked He Qingshan up and down: "Excuse me, who are you looking for?"

He Qingshan quickly handed over the business card in his hand, took a deep breath: "I am He Qingshan, it is Lin... Boss Lin asked me to come."

The young man took the business card with both hands, immediately put a smile on his face, and made a gesture of invitation: "Mr. He, Mr. San has been waiting for you for a long time, please..."

He Qingshan hurriedly followed him inside, looking at the place secretly while walking, this place seems to be a rather old house, somewhat vicissitudes of life, it is being renovated now, there are many people in the yard, there are sculptures moving things to and fro There is an endless stream of gallery paintings and columns, and there are some tightly packed and heavy tables and chairs in the yard, which seem to be expensive and top-grade.

The young man led him through one door after another, and finally came to a main house deep in the courtyard, knocked on the door three times respectfully, and said in a low voice, "Sir, Mr. He is here..." Said Pushing open the hollow door, he turned his head and said to He Qingshan: "Please!"

The door creaked and opened to both sides with a heavy feeling, and the sun shone on the lobby of the house. He Qingshan was in a daze for a moment, feeling as if he had traveled back to the era of the Republic of China, and the person sitting in front of him was It seems to be the noble young master in the old city.

Young Master Gui was wearing a black satin embroidered jacket with exquisite workmanship. He was leaning on a chair and drinking tea slowly. When he saw him coming in, he slowly raised his head. This man who took off his suit and shirt now looks very close to him. Quite a few, the black silk texture set off his face becoming more and more clean, his hair was not combed like the previous few times, but hung down loosely, with a lazy look, the whole person looked noble and elegant Elegant, he was using his slender white hands to flick the tea leaves in the teacup with the lid one by one. When he saw He Qingshan, his eyes lit up, and then he spit out with a puff, and immediately held back, coughing from choking After talking several times, he pretended to be calm and wiped the water left on his chin, tried his best to adjust his expression, and stretched out his hand to greet: "Mr. He, here you come, come, come and sit." With a laugh.

He Qingshan's face turned dark all of a sudden, and the sliver of goodwill that had surged just now evaporated, he knew that Lin Yize was laughing at his attire, so he took off that suit angrily, He held it in a ball in his hand, then walked over awkwardly, and sat down on the chair next to Lin Yize.

The young man who brought him smiled and stepped back respectfully. Lin Yize was still smiling, and the corners of his brows and eyes were full of smiles. He Qingshan gave him a hard look, and he coughed softly , calmed down his emotions, poured him a cup of tea, and made a gesture of please.

He Qingshan obediently took the teacup and took a sip. He only felt that the tea was rich and refreshing, with a scent of sweet-scented osmanthus, which immediately diluted the fatigue of the journey. He looked down at the white porcelain teacup in his hand , I saw that the tea leaves inside were light green, but with dark red borders, and the tea soup was golden and clear. It was so refreshing to look at. His nervous mood calmed down a lot, and he couldn't help but look at Lin Yize: "This The tea is so good!"

Lin Yize looked at him and smiled softly: "Taiwan's frozen top oolong is not the best, but it is top-notch. It tastes like Mr. He."

He Qingshan glanced at him, feeling as if he was still in a wealthy compound in the old city, he took another sip in a trance, felt the taste was sweet and full of rhyme, he couldn't help but nodded, he took another sip, sighed "Good tea."

Lin Yize laughed again, for some reason He Qingshan always felt that his smile was a bit awkward, he licked his lips and put down his teacup: "Mr. Lin, about work..."

"Oh!" Lin Yize nodded, as if he didn't care: "You have read the contract, of course it's just a draft, we need to discuss the details..."

"No..." He Qingshan seemed a little anxious: "I still don't quite understand... this, although you have tasted the porridge I made, but you can't rely on a bowl of porridge... work... you, always Let's have an interview... Isn't this too..."

Lin Yize laughed: "Of course there will be an interview, but..." He poured He Qingshan a cup of tea again: "I don't care about the interview, I have to wait for one more person... Don't worry, come on, let's Drink and chat!"

He Qingshan had no choice but to drink tea with Lin Yize, and while drinking and chatting, Lin Yize had nothing to say, and He Qingshan responded graciously to these words.

The two of them drank tea for another 20 minutes. The young man who led He Qingshan in before knocked on the door again and said in a low voice, "Boss, Mr. Zhou is here!"

Lin Yize stood up quickly, and although He Qingshan didn't know what was going on, he also stood up and looked at the door in a daze.

An old man of about 60 years old walked in, with a gray beard, slender cheeks, straight back, and an air of calm and prestige all over his body. Lin Yize helped the old man take off his hat, and turned around respectfully. He said: "Old Zhou, this is the He Qingshan I told you about."

Mr. Zhou hummed, looked him up and down, He Qingshan looked up, his eyes lit up all of a sudden, he swallowed nervously, lowered his head and said: "Zhou...how is Mr. Zhou..."

Elder Zhou stared at him for a while, as if he was thinking about something, and after a long time, he gave a long grace and waved his hand: "Come with me!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked out, He Qingshan nodded, and quickly followed him out, Mr. Zhou turned around the screen and pushed open a door, which turned out to be a well-equipped small kitchen.

A few boys came out carrying a few things, and immediately backed out after putting them away. Mr. Zhou turned sideways and pointed to the table full of various kitchen utensils and ingredients: "Start the timer now, one hour, just Let’s make two dishes with these ingredients and have a look!”

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