Seeing Hou Jinming leave in disappointment, Li Mengxian felt relieved all over.

"This scene should be clear!" Li Mengxian came to Lin Fang and stared at him for a long time, "Boss Lin, you have such excellent cooking skills and have grown like this. You shouldn't have become famous recently! Strangely, although I have not moved to the Shili Foreign Market for too long, I am well-informed and have no reason to know you!"

"I just returned from abroad not long ago." Lin Fang smiled and decisively showed the best excuse for modern time travel.

"No wonder!" Li Mengxian suddenly realized and even made up some details by himself. "No wonder Boss Lin is already a Lin-level chef at a young age! It is indeed the only way to learn Chinese and Western!

"What kind of cooking skills can you have when you only know how to use knife and fork?" Lin Fang curled his lips disdainfully, "After evolving for thousands of years, you can find four cooking methods: frying, roasting in oil, mixing raw, and making soup. Isn't this thing just a hand?"

French chef: “…”

Italian chef: “…”

"Haha...haha..." Li Mengxian decisively changed the topic, "Boss Lin, I'm not picking on it. Everything in your small shop is delicious, it's just not good, there is no good wine!"

"It will be there in a few days." Lin Fangyangyangyang's contract, "I just bought the old winery next door. I looked at their wine cellar. I didn't brag, but it's at least a hundred years old, and it happened to be used to make wine."

"Uh..." Li Mengxian felt a little confused, and after a while, he said carefully: "Boss Lin! I heard it right? You can drink it in a few days? What do you mean is that there are a lot of aged wines in the winery you took over?"

"No." Lin Fang shook his head, "The wine cellar with aged wine is not the price!"

"Haha..." Li Mengxian smiled awkwardly and made up her mind to come to "Lin Ji Tofu Rice" next time, remember to bring her own wine.

The loose wine sold now is a pitfall, and I’m afraid the new wine brewed is even more pitfall!

In a few days, I'm afraid the wine lees have not yet fermented.

Not to mention the white wine that needs to be steamed, even purely fermented rice wine cannot be brewed!

Could it be that Boss Lin is going to deal with it with rice wine?

This idea just flashed in Li Mengxian's mind and was extinguished by him.

If you just brew some rice wine, how can you buy a winery with great fanfare?

Even if the old winery on Xixixi Street is not very famous, it is still somewhat historical.

Li Mengxian vaguely remembers that in the Shili Yangchang County Chronicles, the entire Xixi Street was the inner house of a family named Cao.

The old winery is not valuable, but the old wine cellar in the old winery is really valuable.

It’s just that more than two hundred years have passed and the world has changed. Li Mengxian is not very sure. The wine cellar that Lin Fang mentioned is really the private cellar of the family of the Cao family in the early Qing Dynasty.

"Boss Lin!" Li Mengxian carefully verified with a hint of doubt, "I wonder how much money did you spend on buying this winery?"

"The price of 920 yuan is now available. When the boss saw that I sincerely wanted it, he helped me get a zero."

"Hiss...what winery only costs 92 oceans? Boss Lin, could you be cheated?"

Lin Fang: "..."

Don’t blame me for the poor reading, there are such people in the world!

See you for a long time!

"Puchi..." Qi Ruizhu couldn't help laughing, "Mr. Li, stop joking! Mo Ling naturally accepted nine hundred oceans from our boss. How could he only receive 92 oceans?"

"Oh...oh...so?" Li Mengxian laughed dryly, knowing that he was ugly, and decisively changed the topic. "No matter what, Boss Lin must be careful to maintain this old wine cellar and don't rush to make wine. When I go back and check the information, if what I expected is not bad, Boss Lin, you may have found a big leak!"

"Yeah." Lin Fang said casually twice, and didn't take it seriously at all.

People who can wipe 920 oceans into 92 oceans can make them 92 oceans.

Even if he swears that a thunder fell on the spot, Lin Fang would not believe what he said.

Li Mengxian didn't think too much, and consciously found a shortcut to narrow his relationship with Lin Fang. He was so excited that he had to rush back to check the information.

"Mr. Li walk slowly!"

"Stop sending it, I have something to do!"

"Mr. Li, you haven't paid yet!"

"Ah?" Li Mengxian fell back embarrassedly, took out a piece of ocean and handed it to Qi Ruizhu, "Sorry! Sorry! I was anxious to go back and confirm a guess in my heart. I forgot to pay, not because I wanted to escape the order, ashamed! Ashamed! Say goodbye!"

"Mr. Li, don't worry! There is no change yet! Besides, aren't you going to pack some salted duck eggs and peeled eggs?"

"Oh...yes! Yes! Pack it for me, pack it!"

"We should find 175 yuan in copper coins, 10 yuan in salted duck eggs, and 15 yuan in copper coins for each peeled duck egg. I will pack 7 salted duck eggs and 7 peeled eggs for you, and a total of 14 eggs, which is OK?"

"Okay, then pack it."

Li Mengxian's mind was in a mess. When he left the door and got on the rickshaw, he was pulled out of Xixijie Street and reacted only after he got out of the cool breeze.

"Look at this incident!" Li Mengxian looked at the oil paper bag in her hand and smiled bitterly, "It's embarrassing!"

Li Mengxian and Hou Jinming were just the earliest wave.

Soon, other guests who heard the news came to the door one after another.

On weekdays, there are only boatmen coming to eat and drink in small shops, and they are soon crowded.

The neighbors around couldn't help but point fingers at the shop.

Someone couldn't help but mutter: "What's going on with this 'Lin Ji Tofu Rice'? Yesterday, a group of noble people came suddenly. The clothes and postures scared me to death. Although they were not so noble today, they all looked rich and noble!"

Someone responded: "Who said no? Fifty years ago, we have never come to Xixixi Street so many noble people! This small shop has something to do!"

Someone speculated with malicious intentions: "In the past, some poor river workers came to have dinner. There were suddenly more noble people in the past two days. Maybe they used some despicable means! If you want me to tell me, you may have to close the door if you are exposed in two days!"

The guy from the rice shop opposite was watching the fun. Hearing this, he couldn't help but sneer, "If you don't know, don't guess it! I heard from our shopkeeper that the boss of this restaurant is amazing. He is a serious Lin-level chef! Do you know what Lin-level is?"

“…”??n.

There are not many rich people on Xixi Street. Even if the store is opened here, the boss is reluctant to come here easily.

The food they could imagine was at most the fish and pork head meat sold by the "Ruan Erjie's Sausage" on the Dongxie Street opposite.

They don’t even understand what the special chef means, let alone the Lin level above the special level.

This is beyond the scope!

"Hi! A bunch of... (landscapegoats)!" The Mishop's man didn't dare to spit out the word "landscapegoats" for fear of being beaten up. Even if these people didn't do anything, they secretly gave a small report to the second shopkeeper of Mishop, it would be enough for him to drink a pot.

"I'll tell you!" The Mishop's man amplified his voice, "Anyway, you just need to know that Boss Lin is very awesome, comparable to the imperial chef in the palace, it's all!"

"Oh! Imperial Chef!"??n!

When it comes to the imperial kitchen, everyone around them suddenly realizes it.

Even if they never had the chance to know a disciple of the Imperial Chef in their lifetime.

But at least they knew that the imperial chef cooked for the emperor.

Lin Fang = Imperial Chef = Cook who can cook for the emperor = Top Chef.

The equation holds true, nothing wrong!

Alas, a bunch of rural bullies!

The rice shop guy glanced around and secretly despised him, a sense of superiority in his knowledge arose.

Even though he didn't know the news about how many moves he was selling, at least these people around him didn't know, that's enough!

"I'll tell you a little secret!" The rice shop guy covered his mouth, but his voice was not much smaller. "Yesterday, Boss Lin and another imperial chef's 'chess' won cleanly. Boss Lin is a top imperial chef, and it has spread! Before the price has increased, you want to have a meal, otherwise there will be no chance in the future!"

"Swish! I don't know what's wrong!" A young man with white hair sneered after hearing for a while, "The imperial chef in the palace started at the peak of the special level. The outstanding ones are all the Lin level, and the real top imperial chefs are all the dragon level given by the imperial gift. Now that the Qing Dynasty is destroyed, no one has the right to imperial gift. The title dragon level depends entirely on competition. Why don't I know that a new dragon level in Lin's surname has been released?"

Seeing the eyes of the people around him fall on him, the white-haired young man snorted, turned around and left.

How could a mere small shop selling tofu, have a dragon-level chef?

It's amazing, just a guy who touches the edge of the super level.

After all, there are very few young chefs in this world who are as talented as themselves.

It is not easy to get one of my own, so how could there be a second one?

"Who is this person?"

"Don't you know it, do you know it?"

"I don't know each other!"

"Look at his back, it looks like a dog!"

White-haired youth: "…"

Can you stop talking so loudly? I haven’t walked far yet!

The white-haired young man wanted to turn back, but he felt that it was a damaging his personality, so he could only leave in depression, and his back looked a little staggering.

"Hey, don't say it, it looks like a dog!"

"It's still a male dog that failed to compete for a bitch!"

White-haired youth: "…"

Forget it, let’s kill all of these people!

Just when the white-haired young man was full of anger and wanted to start a massacre, there was a movement of "Lin Ji Douhua Rice".

Almost all the customers filled the shops to the streets.
To be continued...