What is different from Mr. Xiao Yuan’s attitude is that Dad Zhu has been staring at this weed-like Minghe.

After Lin Dang and Mr. Xiao Yuan’s discussion on “academic discussion” came to an end, Mr. Zhu spoke out his request with some embarrassment: “Mr. Lin, the old man has a reluctant request.”

He always thought these were weeds, but his daughter's bamboo fungus felt that they were better than ordinary grass, so he kept them. He first learned that there were still these words. Of course, Zhu Dad and bamboo fungus father and daughter did not know how to deal with these Minghe, Xianghe, and how to eat them.

However, if this thing tastes good, even if it can't be sold, then you can add a good dish at home, right?

Although he was unsure, Dad Zhu was full of confidence in Lin Dang. But for some reason, Dad Zhu trusted Lin Dang inexplicably. He had been observing this young master Lin. He had just stared at Ming He's eyes with a little excitement, and some memories that he couldn't understand. In short, such a young master with noble gestures thought that this thing was good, so he could still sell it for a good price, right?

At this moment, Dad Zhu was extremely glad that he had never regarded Lin Dang as an ordinary noble man who went to the mountain to hunt for curiosity and sent him away, but treated her politely and courteously.

Dad Zhu had a ridiculous idea in his mind: he wanted to cooperate with Lin Dang, and Lin Dang would share his share of the amount. 37, 28, even 10%! As his daughter grew up, he was getting older, not to mention that his family still had this situation...

Dad Zhu rubbed his eyes and thought with a wry smile: Their life in the mountains can only be said to be food and clothing. If this continues, if he has any good or bad, he will be afraid that his daughter will suffer.

"Dad, don't be polite. I have a kind of indulgent invitation. Why don't Dad, please wait a moment for my indulgent advice?"

Dad Zhu hurriedly refused: "No, no, the young master said first, the young master said first." As he said that, he rubbed his eyes, his expression was very tired.

Lin Dang sensitively found that Dad Zhu's eyes were a little weird, but after all, he was not familiar with him, so it was difficult to stare at him.

"Dad, your eyes are uncomfortable again?"

It was still because his daughter was careful, and Zhusun immediately noticed the abnormality of Mr. Zhu and hurriedly wanted to help him sit down.

Dad Zhu's face froze and even scolded Zhusun: "Isn't it just an old problem of crying when you see Feng? What a big idea, don't make such a fuss, what can you do?"

"Dad!"

Zhusun was obviously used to being scolded by his father like this, so he just mumbled and lifted his hand away.

Lin Dang instinctively realized that there was something wrong with it, and he also keenly felt that he was afraid that there would be something wrong with Dad Zhu's eyes. She couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. If Dad Zhu had no ability to act, she would have to find a new partner.

It’s not that she looked down on Dad Zhu, but she is really a clay Buddha, and she doesn’t have so much spare time to save all living beings. Although the Virgin of Notre Dame suffered a fire before she traveled through time, she was not the Virgin of the Virgin.

"Okay, since that's the case, I'll ask you to talk first." Lin Dang didn't like these red tape. He said first and then said, but it was actually not bad.

Lin Dang said seriously: "I want to borrow the kitchen with my dad."

Dad Zhu: "..." Is this what he wants to say? His turbid eyes suddenly lit up. He was not the kind of person who was hiding, and immediately showed his trump card: "What the young master said is what the old man thought."

Lin Dang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: It seems that this person has already become interested in cooperating with him? What a pity, if Daddy has good eyes, wouldn't this be all-in-one?

Lin Dang sighed in his heart, and he couldn't bear to leave the family she found on a donkey and rode a donkey. There were no other families looking for it nearby, but only Mr. Zhu's family had a simple population and a low-key family. Mr. Zhu rarely contacted others, as if she was born to grow up on this mountain.

Of course, she also considered whether Mr. Zhu had complicated experiences. But then she thought about it, what's the point of whether someone had complicated experiences? For example, is her own experience not complicated, twists and turns or not vivid? Since they all meant to cooperate with each other, Mr. Zhu asked her own questions frankly.

Lin Dang didn't take too much trouble. It was better to taste it yourself than to say a thousand words. She would make it by hand and let him taste the taste. She cleaned the brown tealoa, cut off a little root, and then peeled off the outer layer. Lin Dang quickly cleaned the tealoa, waited for the water to boil, and poured in the cut tealoa shreds. This set of shreds made her feel so smooth.

Lin Dang flipped Ming He quickly, and suddenly a sharp voice popped up in his mind for no reason: "Fifteen seconds to get out of the pot, hurry up!"

Lin Dang was not feeling depressed. The little stubborn donkey started again? But this is not a good time to pursue the donkey's chirping. Lin Dang had to hold back his anger and listen to the donkey whispering: "Hurry up, overrinse with cold water! Then sprinkle with fine salt and sugar, then pour a little sesame oil on it, mix it and then put it on the plate..." The last sentence actually pretended to be a deep voice: "Aooo, it's so delicious."

It’s delicious and I really want to pack your donkey head!

Lin Dang sneered: "Which food blogger is this? I have no soul. You should say that..."

Lin Dang looked at the cold-salted Minghe with less sesame oil and explained to several people with a smile: "Brown Minghe, simply cut it into shreds and served it on the plate. The beautiful ingredients are always not artificially carved. Only by eating it in this way can you feel a sense of comfort and satisfaction in being in the mountains and entering your heart from your mouth to your heart. "

Lin Dang continued to fool Mr. Xiao Yuan. At present, this is the only rich young man who has come into contact with a stupid and rich man. As for the suspicious things about him, it is still the same saying, who has no secrets, and who has no secrets?

"It's really that delicious?" Xiao Yuan saw that Mr. Zhu picked up chopsticks with public chopsticks after giving in Lin Dangxiang, and slowly tasted it. He saw that the bamboo fungus girl blushed under Lin Dang's "Lady First". After slowly using the chopsticks, Mr. Xiao Yuan couldn't help it.

"Um!"

In fact, the bamboo fungus was just eaten and swallowed it whole. At that time, she was still moved, and her thoughts were still falling in the line of "Women's priority". This sentence was so short that it was invisible to see the literary words, but it made the bamboo fungus feel particularly sweet.

Zhusun stared at the handsome young master Lin, with a light flashing in her eyes: Well, this young master Lin is not only good-looking, but also has such a meticulous mind. Such a fairy figure really makes her a slave and a servant, and she is willing to follow her.

"Miss Bamboo Fung, can you tell me what kind of taste you taste?" Young Master Xiao Yuan saw Lin Dang start with another sentence: "Respect the elderly and the elderly of others, and the young of others." After evading himself, he persuaded the two little kids to eat a chopstick, and even said that this thing has various benefits for people, he became more and more unable to sit still.
Chapter completed!