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Chapter 105 The Road to Fortune

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    It was such a big yard, and it took a long time by the time the introduction was finished. Zheng Jianqiu locked the door, and the two of them walked around to the new house.  Zheng Jianqiu had a special liking for the old house and looked back from time to time with great reluctance.  Chen Wanrong understood his mood. The reason why he introduced it in such detail was to let Chen Wanrong understand it more clearly to avoid damage.

    As soon as the two of them arrived at the door, they saw Zheng Qing coming out of the courtyard with a smile. The unhappiness just now had long since disappeared. She grabbed Zheng Jianqiu's arm and asked coquettishly: "Dad, give it to Mr. Chen."  introduced?"

    "Yes." Zheng Jianqiu glanced at his beloved daughter lovingly and asked, "Qing'er, are you done with your affairs?"

    Zheng Qing said naughtily: "Of course. Mr. Chen, please."

    "Please!" Chen Wanrong said politely and followed the father and daughter to the welcome hall.  Zheng Qing asked Chen Wanrong to sit down on behalf of his father and handed him a cup of hot tea.  Although the old house was not far away, I felt thirsty after working for a long time. Chen Wanrong took the teacup and took a nice sip. It was Qingcheng Snow Bud. It tasted just as delicious as the one just now. He secretly praised it.

    Without waiting for Zheng Jianqiu¡¯s instructions, Zheng Qing went out like a butterfly in flowers. When she turned around, she was carrying a carved tray with cups and dishes on it.  Qing'e also followed behind her, coming in with dishes.

    The master and servant put the dishes away, and Qing'e took the tray out. Zheng Jianqiu invited Chen Wanrong to take a seat: "Brother Chen, please take a seat."

    "Old man, please." Chen Wanrong was a little hungry and was not polite.

    Zheng Qing moved her chair and helped Zheng Jianqiu sit down. Then she sat next to Zheng Jianqiu, face to face with Chen Wanrong.  Zheng Jianqiu picked up the jug and sifted the wine, and said with a smile: "Although this is the first time for Mr. Chen to come to my house, I can get along well with you. I don't treat you as an outsider, so I just made some home-cooked dishes. Please forgive me, Mr. Chen."

    There is a hoof bone on the table, a bowl of chicken stewed with mushrooms, a plate of mutton, a total of three meat dishes, plus two seasonal side dishes, authentic home-cooked dishes.

    This is naturally very good food for poor people. It is really simple for a wealthy family like Zheng Jianqiu to entertain guests.  If he were a gourmand who loved eating and drinking, he would definitely think he was stingy.  Chen Wanrong is not this kind of person. He knows that people like him do not treat guests like Ma Zhizhong and Li Qingquan by filling the table with lavishness. Instead, they pay attention to taste and pursue fineness. Even the most ordinary home-cooked dishes need to be very sophisticated.  of skill.

    Chen Wanrong¡¯s guess was soon confirmed to be correct.  Zheng Jianqiu put down the wine pot and introduced the food and wine: "This is peach blossom elbow. Crush the peach blossoms and soak them in their juice. When the fragrance of peach blossoms is in the meat, stew it slowly with the ingredients. Brother Chen, have a taste."  He took a piece and gave it to Chen Wanrong.

    Chen Wanrong thanked him, put it into his mouth, tasted it, and praised: "It's delicious, very delicious! Although it is a piece of fat meat, it doesn't feel greasy. What's even more rare is that it melts in the mouth, leaving a peach blossom."  The fragrance is like walking among peach blossoms. What a trick, old man!"

    Zheng Jianqiu laughed loudly: "Brother Chen, you think so highly of me. I don't have this ability. This is all Qing'er's trick." Zheng Jianqiu felt his face was bright because of his daughter's ability, and he smiled happily.

    Zheng Qing looked at Chen Wanrong with a smile: "I will rely on you more, Mr. Chen, in the future. This is thank you."

    Chen Wanrong said repeatedly that he didn¡¯t dare: ¡°Miss Qing has given you instructions, so you should do your best.¡±

    Zheng Jianqiu was in a really good mood and said jokingly: "Qing'er, you still don't know that Chen Xiaodi's poems are also outstanding. Didn't dad praise Qingcheng Xue Ya's poems?"

    Zheng Qing¡¯s curiosity was suddenly aroused, and she hurriedly asked: ¡°Dad, please read it to me quickly.¡±

    Zheng Jianqiu naturally accedes to all the requests of his beloved daughter. He first reminds you: "Qing'er, don't laugh when you hear this. If you laugh, you will kill someone. Listen carefully: the world is a blur, and there is a dark hole in the well."

    Zheng Qing blinked her bright eyes, like a stream of autumn water, and asked in confusion: "Is this poetry?"

    Zheng Jianqiu suppressed his laughter and chanted: "Yellow dogs are white on their bodies, while white dogs are swollen on their bodies."

    "Is this also poetry?" Zheng Qing, like Zheng Jianqiu, has been familiar with classics and history since she was a child. In her eyes, poems and songs should pay attention to the rhythm and rhyme of the poem. When she first heard this kind of unrefined limerick, she was really hard to understand and surprised.  His eyes widened.  Then he covered his mouth with his hands, laughed so hard that he was out of breath, and lay on the table panting: "Brother Chen, how did you come up with this kind of poem? Although this poem is not elegant, it is suitable for drinking.  , has a relaxed energy of its own, which is more amusing than the neat and neat lines."

    After eating a lot of big fish and meat, and some side dishes, it will have a good taste.  The same principle applies to reciting poems and writing poems. It is refreshing to read more serious verses and occasionally read limericks.  These words made Chen Wanrong's intentions clear. Chen Wanrong smiled and said: "How many?The so-called exotic horses are horses like Qinghua, which have distinctive features, mainly in color, and also have bones that are different from BMW, but are BMW's BMW.  This Niu Dayan must have never learned "Exotic Horses", otherwise he would not let go of a good horse like Qinghua.  "

    Since it is a secret that is not told, of course Niu Big Eyes doesn¡¯t know about it. Needless to say.  Chen Wanrong asked in surprise: "Then how did you know?"

    "Master taught me!" When Chen Zairong thought of his master, he couldn't help but puff up his chest, and he was very excited, his face glowing red: "Master, he is very knowledgeable and knowledgeable about heaven and earth. How can he not know about "The Strange Horse"?  Woolen cloth?"

    Chen Zai Rong has always been curious about Chen Zai Rong's master, and took the opportunity to ask: "Who is your master?" (To be continued, if you want to know the funeral, please visit www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, support the author, support  Genuine reading!) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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