Although foreign customers were nothing strange, they entered the Agricultural Trade Fair and visited his display cabinet. Li Qingyun could not ignore it and came over to say hello and asked about their needs.

One of the old men in his fifties had a scattered yellow hair shawl, which was very artistic. He said that his name was Fred and he was a foodie. While wandering around the streets with his colleagues, he suddenly smelled a very special fragrance, so he came to disturb him and hoped to taste it.

Li Qingyun smiled and nodded. He turned out to be a free meal and thought that there were big customers. However, gourmets are all wealthy people and are elite in all walks of life. The food they like often helps people promote it. Therefore, some restaurants not only invite gourmets to taste for free, but also come with round-trip air tickets.

If the hot pot made by Li Qingyun is really special, the fragrance is really special. A pot of thick soup is stewed with Space Live Fish and Space Goat. Fish and sheep are a fresh word, and the common Sichuan hot pot ingredients are added, which have spicy and fresh flavors. The most important thing is that the spiritual smell contained in the soup is not available in other hot pots, so once the fragrance comes out, people can feel a special and attractive fragrance.

There were several pairs of public chopsticks in the hot pot, which were picked up into a disposable small cup, and used toothpicks to taste the vegetables and slices of meat in the cup. After Fred got Li Qingyun's permission, he observed for a while and found that the hygiene of this big hot pot was fine, so he picked up a few pieces of coriander and two slices of mutton with chopsticks.

Li Qingyun didn't expect that the foreigner's method of using chopsticks was not worse than that of Chinese people. It seemed that he was a family. An expert could tell if it was there any. After Fred took a cilantro, he frowned first. Then he took a deep breath, put a slice of mutton into his mouth, mixed and chewed it, and a smile of supreme enjoyment appeared on his face.

Ordinary onlookers took the initiative to give these gourmets a little aside, so that the gourmets behind also had the opportunity to stand in front of the hot pot. The methods of using chopsticks were different, but they could barely pick up vegetables.

One of the young brown-haired gourmets ate a few chopsticks and vegetables, pretended to be high-profile and shook his head, saying, "Oh, it feels a little bad. It smells fragrant. It doesn't taste anything. Apart from the numbness and spicyness, I can't taste any fragrance. I think the truffle, foie gras, and caviar in our country are the most delicious food, which is far better than the hot pot here."

Fred said dissatisfiedly: "No, Victor. You don't understand Sichuan and Sichuan cuisine. If you are not used to chili and pepper, you'd better eat that clear water hotpot. I think the clear water hotpot will satisfy you."

He was criticized by another gourmet, saying that he didn't understand food. This was embarrassing. Victor blushed and did not argue directly. He just put down his chopsticks angrily, as if he was afraid of Fred's identity.

Their conversations are all in English, and Li Qingyun just can understand them. He secretly laughed at the foreigners who were fighting in their homes and could argue with them even while tasting delicious food. But he could understand them, just like an electrician saying that another electrician didn't understand the principles of the circuit, which was simply an insult.

Other gourmets also praised Li Qingyun's hot pot, so although Victor was dissatisfied, he was instantly isolated and it was hard to say anything more.

When he saw Yang Yunu, his eyes lit up, he squeezed into the front of the display cabinet, stretched out his hand enthusiastically, and said, "Hello, beautiful girl, my name is Victor, I'm very happy to know you."

What I am speaking is actually Chinese. Although the pronunciation is very strange and unstandard, it can at least make the Chinese people understand it.

"Hello, welcome to taste the vegetables grown on our farm. If you have any comments, you can tell us." Yang Yunu smiled and raised the vegetables in his hand, meaning that I am busy with work and it is not convenient to shake hands.

Yang Yunu spoke pure Chinese, and Victor was stunned. It seemed that he only understood those two Chinese sentences, with the purpose of seducing girls. He wanted to think of a few more simple Chinese sentences, but he saw Yang Yunu busy adding new vegetables to the hot pot and had no time to pay attention to him.

Li Qingyun suddenly lost his affection for this guy. Nick, didn’t you see the young master standing here? If you dare to hook up with my woman, you will definitely hook up with your woman in your eyes... Oh, no, just find an opportunity to beat him up. Women are amazing, one is enough. But when you think of Mixueer, who is unknown, Li Qingyun’s words were no longer so righteous.

"Okay, very good. Mr. Li, this is the best food I have eaten in China. The taste is simply amazing. I never thought that hot pot could also have a full meal. Yes, it is a rich and nutritious sense of fulfillment. In the next issue of "Gourmet" magazine, there will definitely be comments on this hot pot. Oh, I almost forgot that you are not a restaurant, but I will let all the hot pot people in the world know about it." Fred put down the disposable cup, walked to the display cabinet, and had a friendly conversation with Li Qingyun.

When Li Qingyun heard the magazine "Gourmet" lit up. Although he didn't read many magazines, he had heard of several famous magazines in the world. For example, "Time", "National Geographic Magazine", "Playboy", etc., "Gourmet" is a professional and authoritative magazine in the food and catering industry.

Although I am not a restaurant, it is also a good choice to recommend my own vegetables. Anyway, there is no need to pay for advertising, so it is great to have an advertisement delivered to my door.

Li Qingyun smiled and said, "Thank you, Mr. Fred. In fact, the recipe for this hot pot is very ordinary. The reason why it is so delicious is mainly because the ingredients I choose are good. The hot pot base soup is cooked by sheep and fish I raise. Vegetables are the main product on my farm. There is no need to put too many condiments. The dishes made are the best. If you don't believe it, you can taste the taste of boiled vegetables in water. The authentic vegetables can also make you feel the ultimate of the food."

"Oh? Then I really have to give it a try." Fred said, then walked to the clear water hot pot, scalded a few vegetables in the boiling water, whether it was Chinese cabbage, spinach, or baby cabbage, in addition to its own fragrance, there was also a faint spiritual energy contained in it, which was the main source of the special fragrance.

After tasting it, Fred immediately exclaimed: "Oh God, it's so amazing. I just thought it was your way of making hot pot, but it turned out that the vegetables tasted good. Mr. Li, where is your farm? I want to visit. If the original vegetables are so delicious, I don't mind recommending your green vegetables to several big restaurants in the United States. Of course, I will order some myself and entertain guests when the party is held."

Li Qingyun immediately said, "Of course there is no problem to visit my small farm. But I also have to attend the Farmers Fair for three days. If you really want to visit, we can set it in three days. Then call me on my business card and I will treat you with real rural specialty local dishes on the farm."

"Thank you, we'll make the decision. I'll call you in three days." Fred was very excited. After shook hands with Li Qingyun, he put his business card into his wallet in his pocket.

During the peak period of the flow of people in the morning, it weakened with the departure of several foreigners. After lunch, Li Qingyun was chatting with Yang Yunu. Wang Chao came over with a few friends and said he was here to help him support the venue. It would be nice to say that these people were in the nightclub. They were dressed very well, but when they came to the Farmers' Fair, they would be a little out of place.

They thought Li Qingyun was here to sell vegetables. They were very interesting, and they all said they could buy hundreds of kilograms for their families to eat. Li Qingyun had no choice but to explain slowly, saying that there was no need to worry about selling vegetables, and that this time they participated in the Agricultural Trade Fair was just a promotion. If some people wanted to eat, they could go to Lijiazhai and pick as much as they wanted, so they didn't have to help here.

Wang Chao understood that he brought his friends here not to support the venue, but to cause trouble. So he was about to leave soon, not wanting to delay Li Qingyun's business. Before leaving, he mysteriously told Li Qingyun that his grandfather knew about his gambling stones, and that he also knew that he had a huge jadeite rough stone in his hand, and wanted to come here to take a look, because there was an inexplicable shortage of jade on the market recently, and they were all out of stock in several stores in Xiangjiang. If there was no suitable jade, they would have to buy it from their peers at a high price.

Judging from Wang Chao's proud expression, he seemed to have received praise from his elders, otherwise he would not have been so excited. He also said that if Li Qingyun had time, he would like to ask Li Qingyun to witness the calcification process of the giant jadeite rough stone, because the rough stone was solemnly recommended to him by Li Qingyun.

Li Qingyun smiled and said to look at the time. If you have time, you don’t mind going to take a look. For comparison, use spiritual bodies to detect the difference between jadeite rough stones and real cuts.

When there were fewer people, Li Qingyun took the time to call the workers on the farm and asked them to prepare some vegetables, find a small truck, and deliver them to the provincial capital overnight, so as not to delay tomorrow's Farmers Fair. Ordinary customers are too enthusiastic, no one bargained for ten yuan per pound. It seems that everyone thinks that this kind of vegetable taste is worth ten yuan per pound.

At around 4 o'clock in the afternoon, the Farmers' Fair was almost cleared. Li Qingyun suddenly saw an old man in Tang suit standing in front of the showcase. Li Qingyun didn't even notice how the old man appeared. After looking carefully, he found that the old man was restrained, his chest was held and his back was pulled. He had a special momentum, with a gray and long beard on his mouth, and his whole person looked like a fairy-like appearance.

The old man followed two young followers, who were tall and tall, had strong qi and blood, and were very obvious in practicing kung fu.

Yang Yunu's eyes swept over the two followers and finally stopped her eyes on the old man. From the old man who was not revealed, she felt a trace of the artistic conception of the strong man and a trace of threat. This shows that within three meters, the old man had the strength to hurt her.

The old man's eyes were originally just focusing on hot pot, but suddenly he felt Yang Yunu's vigilance and was slightly shocked. Obviously, he didn't expect that there was a skilled practitioner here who could see through his kung fu.

"Girl baby, do you make this hot pot? It smells very fragrant and has a familiar fragrance. When you pass by the gate, you inadvertently want to come in and take a look." The old man's tone had a strong Sichuan flavor. No matter where he lives, his local accent remains unchanged.

"It was made by my boyfriend." Yang Yunu pointed to Li Qingyun behind him. Seeing that Li Qingyun had already come, he took the initiative to retreat, stood by the man, and let the man take charge.

Li Qingyun smiled and said, "I am a master. I can smell the fragrance of hot pot from this far away. This is made in the morning. The soup has been boiled for most of the day. Although it is not good to operate with public chopsticks. If the old man likes this taste, he can take some vegetables and cook it by himself. He also brings the leftover plate of mutton and puts some spicy ingredients to make this taste."

When dealing with such a skilled expert, Li Qingyun does not want to cause trouble, and it is best to be able to make a good relationship. In terms of force, Li Qingyun is not afraid of anyone, but he does not want to bring potential danger to his family and friends.

The old man bowed and smiled, "Hehe, thank you, this generous youngest brother. I'm just curious, how the taste of your hot pot reminds me of a kind of tea I had drunk before, two unrelated things, but the taste is surprisingly similar. I have been abroad for so many years, but I didn't expect that when I returned to China, I smelled the smell of day and night, so I want to ask what I wanted to do." (To be continued...)
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