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Long Dingtian nodded, turned around and said to Lang Jianbai, "I remember that Professor Lang hasn't taken any students for more than ten years?"
"Yeah, when Xiaoxuan was learning painting with me, I thought Xiaoxuan was my closed disciple, but I didn't expect to meet this kid by chance. He has aura and skills. I really can't bear to let him be so silent A waste of time." Lang Jianbai said that he cherished talent, even Long Youxuan couldn't help but take a look at Mo Xiaoyu, in her impression, Lang Jianbai seldom praised others like this.
"Young man, there are not many people who can make Professor Lang boast so much. Let me see your skills some other day. By the way, have you ordered?" Long Dingtian asked.
"Mayor Long says what to eat, Boss Mei will do, and he is here today." Lang Jianbai said.
Only then did Mo Xiaoyu understand that this place doesn't even have a signboard, but the people who come here to eat are acquaintances who introduce acquaintances, and friends who bring friends. Presumably, Mei Wenhua may really have extraordinary skills .
"Forget it, let him do it, we will eat whatever he does." Long Dingtian looked very easy-going.
"Mayor Long, what wine are we drinking?" Lang Jianbai asked.
"Forget about the wine, and there will be a meeting in the afternoon, which is inconvenient." Long Dingtian refused to drink.
Therefore, Lang Jianbai regretted that he had invited Long Dingtian to dinner at noon. If it was evening, he could still drink some wine. It would be hard to talk about many things without drinking, so he looked up at Long Youxuan and signaled her to speak.
Long Youxuan was also very embarrassed about this matter. Originally, Lang Jianbai asked her to ask her brother to come out, which was already very embarrassing for her. If she spoke face-to-face for Lang Jianbai again, her brother would definitely blame herself for being troublesome. Lang Jianbai was always there Here it is, does he have no mouth?
Long Youxuan pretended not to see it, and said to Mo Xiaoyu beside her, "Boss Mei is very good at cooking, do you want to go and see?"
Mo Xiaoyu has also learned to be clever now, knowing that Long Youxuan is giving herself an excuse to distract herself, so she said, "Okay, I offended this old man last time, so I just went to apologize."
Mo Xiaoyu's words were true, because no matter from Du Manxue or Long Dingtian, he felt that Mei Wenhua was like a fish in water in Tangzhou's officialdom, and a restaurant that didn't even need to hang a signboard was still a Seats need to be reserved in advance, I am afraid that the people who come here to eat are not just here to eat, this can't help but remind him of Lang Jianbai, I am afraid that there are many people who come here to ask for help!
"Xiaoyu, the teacher loves you very much?" Long Youxuan was in front, and Mo Xiaoyu was a step behind, following her closely.
What Mo Xiaoyu didn't expect was that although Long Youxuan was wearing a very tight skirt, from this last step, she couldn't see any traces of the little dress inside. Could it be that she didn't wear it? Mo Xiaoyu felt that her thoughts were really evil, how could she think of her senior sister like that.
So I quickly came back to my senses and said, "Hey, senior sister, I am not as good as the teacher said. He is old, and he talks babble."
"No, the teacher never praises people casually. I have studied painting with him for ten years until I stayed in Tangzhou Art College as a teacher, but I rarely see him praise his students." Long Youxuan said thoughtfully.
These words made Mo Xiaoyu's heart pounding. Damn, it's been another ten years. Ji Kexin has been his mistress for ten years. You have learned painting from him for ten years. You can't do it Mo Xiaoyu really He didn't dare to think about it anymore, but he thought again, probably not, Long Youxuan is Long Dingtian's younger sister, Lang Jianbai is really so courageous.
But thinking about it again, the possibility of coercion is unlikely, but I can't tell if you like me or not, so I couldn't help but take another look at Long Youxuan.
"By the way, you just said that you offended Boss Mei, what's going on, Boss Mei is very nice." Long Youxuan turned around and asked.
"Oh, when I came last time, I said that he didn't write well in the hall, so I got angry." Mo Xiaoyu said with a smile.
"Oh, it turned out to be because of this. Boss Mei is also a good calligrapher, and he always practiced hard. You said that his handwriting is bad, no wonder he is angry." When Long Youxuan said this, she couldn't help but pursed her lips into a smile, and the amorous expression of this smile made Mo Xiaoyu stunned for a moment.
"This matter is really not bad for me, that word is really bad." Mo Xiaoyu still said so.
"Little bastard, whose handwriting are you saying is bad, try saying it again." As soon as Mo Xiaoyu finished speaking, a person suddenly appeared behind him, holding a kitchen knife in one hand and a bloody grass carp in the other.
Mo Xiaoyu saw that it was Mei Wenhua again, so he jumped and hid behind Long Youxuan. Looking at this naughty junior, Long Youxuan smiled wryly and shook her head. There was really nothing she could do about him. Don't know the convergence.
"Old MeiBoss, this is my junior brother, kid, don't hold back your words, don't be angry." Long Youxuan hurriedly spoke for Mo Xiaoyu.
At this time, Mei Yunyun, who was wearing a light-colored cheongsam, also came out. Seeing Mei Wenhua like this, she knew she was angry again, "Father, how old are you, and you still know as much as a child, tell me what's wrong with you, go quickly Let's cook, several distinguished guests are waiting."
"Your junior? Is it Teacher Lang's student?"
"Yes, this is my youngest junior. My teacher said he is a closed disciple." Long Youxuan saw that Mei Wenhua's face softened a little, and hurriedly carried Lang Jianbai out, hoping that Mei Wenhua could give Lang Jianbai some face.
"Hmph, Mr. Lang is getting old, and his eyesight is not working well. Why did he accept such a poor student?" After finishing speaking, he carried a knife in one hand and a fish in the other and went into the house to cook.
Mo Xiaoyu waited until Mei Wenhua was gone, then flashed out from behind Long Youxuan, patted his chest and said, "Oh, I'm scared to death, if you give me a knife, it will be troublesome."
"My father is a cook, not a butcher. Do you ever talk like that?" Mei Yunyun saw that Mo Xiaoyu came to make her father angry once. It's too late, why is this kid so ignorant.
Long Youxuan smiled, glanced at Mo Xiaoyu, and thought, I can't help you with this, Mo Xiaoyu sees that Long Youxuan is silent, and she is also chattering, there is nothing to say.
"Hey, since you are a student of Mr. Lang, you should be good at your subordinates. You can write and write for me later. If you write better than me, you can come here to eat whatever you want. You don't need money. If you can't write as well as me, I will I'll chop off your claws later." Just when Mo Xiaoyu was feeling bored, Mei Wenhua appeared behind Mo Xiaoyu again, holding a knife in one hand and not lifting the fish in the other, but his hands were bloody, so scared that Mo Xiaoyu forgot Hidden, just stood there so straight.
It wasn't until Mei Wenhua entered the kitchen again that Mo Xiaoyu came to his senses and ran away. Mei Yunyun and Long Youxuan giggled while watching, and they walked into the kitchen side by side to watch Mei Wenhua cook. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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