The evidence is more important, so I handed it directly to Secretary Zhu of the city to handle this matter. Li Qingyun was more at ease. He was honestly protecting his family at home. When Yang Yunu found out, he also stayed at home, which was quite like a husband and wife to follow him.

Secretary Zhu obtained the evidence and found an acquaintance in the political and legal system. He quickly called back and said that this matter relieved Li Qingyun and basically proved that Mr. Li was not guilty. The deputy captain of the criminal police who handled the case might have problems and was investigating him.

When Li Qingyun heard this news, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and told his family the good news. Everyone was very excited and just waited for the old man to return safely.

At the same time, Chen Xiuzhi was not idle either, but stood at the intersection and told every passing villager about the real situation of the case, hoping to restore his father-in-law's reputation as a miraculous doctor.

Li Qingyun smiled and did not stop him. He caused a life. It was not about the real situation. A basin of dirty water was always poured on his grandfather's head. He could not restore his reputation in a short time, and patients from other places would not believe it.

This is also good. Because of my own reasons, my grandfather has been trapped in endless busyness. Now there are fewer patients, so I can practice with peace of mind or enjoy my old age.

At noon, gourmet Fred arrived at the farm and visited the greenhouse vegetables in the snow. He seemed not very full of the environment. He was a little interested in the free-range green laying hens on the top of the mountain.

Despite this, I took a lot of photos, saying that when I went back to write an article, I would use example pictures. The French gourmet Victor, who was traveling with me, still had a tense face and sneered at Li Qingyun from time to time.

There was no way, and he beat him last time. No one helped him vent his anger. The police said there was no evidence and he didn't care. Although the medical expenses were paid in the hotel and Li Qingyun was willing to pay a portion of them, he was not short of money. What he lacked is face and the tone in his heart.

While visiting, Xu Jingshou, the farmer next door, ran over again, spoke in a bad English and sold their vegetables to these foreigners.

This is not the first time he has played. Li Qingyun glanced at him coldly and was not angry. Because Li Qingyun's vegetables are no longer worried about sales, the people from the Oriental Farmers Company just pulled nearly 10,000 kilograms of vegetables from them yesterday, with a minimum price of 10 per kilogram. They arrived that night. As for the division, they still need to wait for a while.

"Dear Mr. Fred, the vegetables on our farm are not bad at all. The same mountains and the same water. How can the same vegetables be different? Haha, I saw you at the last Farmers Fair, but you were too busy at that time and didn't pay attention to our showcase. Oh, yes, I know you are the editor-in-chief of the Foodie Magazine, not a vegetable merchant, but this does not prevent me from asking you to taste vegetables..." Xu Jingshou became more and more mature as he said. The English words that he didn't know would be prompted by Qin Yao.

"No, no, no, I think you misunderstood. We came here today because Mr. Li's appointment to come to taste the vegetables on their farm. If you insist on participating, it is not consistent with our purpose. Let's do this, and we will go to your farm to taste it when we have the opportunity." Fred flatly refused, not like the farmer who disturbed his own photo visit.

Victor, who was watching coldly, suddenly said: "Gourmet magazine has always been realistic. If a reader asks why the vegetables on Qingyu Farm are so delicious and what the taste of the farm next to you, how do you answer? I think it should be more objective and fair to make a comparison."

"Yes, yes, yes, we should be objective and fair, and give us a chance to enter a magazine on Shouyao Farm." Xu Jingshou said hurriedly.

Fred hesitated and turned to ask Li Qingyun: "Mr. Li, what do you think? If there is a comparison, I want readers to understand the difference between vegetables on different farms more clearly and intuitively."

Li Qingyun smiled and said, "I have no problem here. If all the foodies like to take risks, I have no objection. Let's do this. Today we each cook ten dishes, and the main dishes are vegetables in the field. You can add various side dishes, chicken, fish, meat and eggs. Then we put them together to eat, and on the table, we eat and talk, discussing the pros and cons of various vegetables."

Xu Jingshou immediately said, "Li Qingyun, this is what you said. Don't let us have a chance to serve the table at that time."

Without waiting for Li Qingyun to answer, he said to Qin Yao: "Hurry, hurry up, let's go back and prepare quickly. This is our best display opportunity, otherwise our vegetables will never be sold at high prices. On heavy snowy days, the average price is not higher than five yuan."

Li Qingyun did not bully them, and only used the vegetables in the greenhouse. The vegetables grown in the small space were useless at all. The ten dishes were prepared quickly, and they didn't know the drinking habits of these foreigners. They just took a few bottles of red wine brought by the guests to the table and let them open the bottles themselves, so as not to be ridiculed by Victor because of the way they opened the wine.

Victor picked up the red wine on the table casually and wanted to laugh at Li Qingyun for a few words, saying that his wine was not of high quality, but when he saw the label, he screamed: "Oh my God, you are so generous. There are two bottles of Raphael in 1982. It's so amazing... Come and see, help check it out and see if it's a fake."

His scream obviously had intentional ingredients.

Fredo and several other foodies had no choice but to go over and check it carefully. It was not too tight, but it was all real. The bottles next to it were also the Raphael series of red wines, but the vintage was from 2007.

Two bottles of Raphael, who was born in 1982, were given by Chu Yingtai, the richest man in Nanyang. The 2007 Raphael red wine was a gift from Mr. Qin. Li Qingyun didn’t know much about red wine and was usually piled in the corner. Today, he saw a lot of foreigners, so he just carried out four or five bottles and picked them up. He never thought that these red wines seemed to be quite expensive. These foodies actually screamed.

Fred gave Li Qingyun an extremely enthusiastic hug and said excitedly: "Dear Li, you are so generous. You are willing to take out the out-of-print Raphael for us to taste. This is our honor! I have made your reservation, my friend. When you arrive in the United States, I will treat you to a big meal, which I made with you."

The gourmets next to him screamed and laughed: "Li, you have a good taste. It is rare for people to make Fred offer to make a big meal for him."

Li Qingyun felt that there was nothing to be excited about. It was just red wine. He didn't like drinking it very much. If you talk about drinking it, it was the aroma of white wine collected in a small space. As for Fred's big meal, he was even less interested. He was used to eating space vegetables and didn't want to eat other things, because eating other things was like chewing wax, without spiritual energy, and without good taste.

These people were joking excitedly. Xu Jingshou and Qin Yao carried two large trays and brought ten dishes over, covering them with large bowls to keep them warm so as not to get cold.

The plates used by the two families are different, they are arranged in a row and are clearly divided.

"Mr. Li, although you have provided us with the best red wine, we will not turn black and white against our conscience."

“Delicious is delicious, foodies never joke about their tongues!”

“The reputation of a foodie can be assured to God.”

Li Qingyun sat in the main seat and invited everyone to sit down. He smiled relaxedly: "I just invited you to have a meal, there is no need to be so serious. I just can't stand some people who like to compete with me, so I will arrange this occasion to let everyone talk with their tongues. Okay, I'll be with you all morning. I'm hungry, so everyone start eating."

After saying that, Li Qingyun took out a bottle of white wine, poured it into his own drink, and started eating and drinking, but he didn't take these foodies seriously. When Fred smelled the fragrance of white wine, he screamed and asked, "Dear Li, what kind of white wine is this? Why is the fragrance so unique? It is many times better than the Maotai I have ever drunk..."

Victor, who once said that white wine is very difficult to drink, was also staring at the white wine in Li Qingyun's cup. It was obviously slightly yellow and had a strong fragrance, which was a hundred times better than all the fine wines he had seen before. People like him who never expect white wine were drooling.

"This is my fifth grandfather's own liquor. The ancestral brewing process is not available in other places. You have never smelled it at that time, let alone drunk it."

Li Qingyun's words were a bit terrible, what was the ancestral inheritance? In those days, they were poor and went everywhere to ask for coolies. Some went to carry goods, some learned to repair clocks, and some went to wine shops to learn to brew wine. His fifth master worked as a helper in the wine shop since he was a child, grew up working as a coolie in the wine shop, and learned to make wine with many brewers, so he had the later craftsmanship. This craftsmanship only lasted for decades, so it was not the ancestral inheritance.

His grandfather Li Chunqiu has been following an old Chinese medicine doctor in the town since he was a child. When he was a little older, the old Chinese medicine doctor passed away and went to the city to be an apprentice. He also changed many masters. When he was a little older, he met an old Taoist priest who learned martial arts from others and made great progress in medical skills.

These foreigners didn't know about this. When they heard that it was ancestral craftsmanship, they immediately became respectful. They took off a bottle of Raphael, who had been in 1982 years, but they didn't drink it. They stretched their necks one by one, wanting to taste the taste of white wine brewed by Li Qingyun's ancestral craftsmanship.

Li Qingyun had no choice but to pour half a cup for them. He used a goblet for red wine, and poured half a cup, mainly because he was afraid that these foreigners would not finish drinking and wasting them.

I never thought that these people would like to drink it all the time. When tasting dishes, they didn’t need to rinse their mouths with boiled water. They just ate and drank, which was different from the way they usually identified delicious food.

When tasting the dishes made by Li Qingyun, there was nothing to choose from. Not to mention the craftsmanship, the deliciousness of vegetables that were rich in spirit only conquered them.

When I tasted the dishes made by Xu Jingshou, I immediately frowned one by one, and didn't want to hold a second chopstick.

"Oh, your vegetables are too bad, and your cooking skills are too bad. This is the worst dish I have ever eaten." Even Victor, who spoke for Xu Jingshou, gave up on them and instead supported Li Qingyun's vegetables.

"How could the difference be so big? I don't believe it." As he said, Xu Jingshou, who had changed his face, picked up the chopsticks and picked up a few vegetables into the dishes made by Li Qingyun. After eating, his face became even more ugly. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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