Lin Zhihuang and his party of four sat down at Mr. Linfang's table and ordered three roast chickens. They were also dressed in eye-catching clothes and had a strong sense of presence. This made Mr. Linfang, who was enjoying the roast chicken alone, finally start from the roast chicken.

He moved his eyes away and looked up at Lin Zhihuang and his party.

Mr. Linfang: "......"

Lin Zhihuang shook his fan and said with a smile: "The food you eat is so delicious, I'm going to have a big appetite when I see it. Do you mind if we come and share the table?"

Mr. Linfang looked around at the four people who wanted to share the table with him, and finally his eyes fell on Lin Zhihuang who was talking to him. He pouted his mouth full of roasted chicken grease and said dissatisfied: "Mind, you guys are disturbing me."

My appetite is gone."

Mr. Linfang said something that had affected his appetite, but when he finished speaking, he lowered his head and took another big bite of the roast chicken and started chewing it.

This food tastes so delicious... Doesn't it seem to affect your appetite in the slightest?

Liang Fengyuan: "......" Duplicity.

Li Shang: "..." The Mr. Linfang in my mind, ugh...

Huang Qijin: "..." I feel really hungry after watching this.

However, Lin Zhihuang was very calm and asked with a very polite smile: "What should I do so that it does not affect your appetite?"

Mr. Linfang swallowed the roast chicken he was chewing and said with a smile: "You go find someone else to share the table with."

Lin Zhihuang shook his head with a smile and said seriously: "I came all the way to share the table with you, how can I find someone else?"

Mr. Linfang took another sip of the roast chicken grease on his hands. He had already confirmed Lin Zhihuang's identity and asked directly: "How did you find me?"

Lin Zhihuang calmly showed the painting of eating pictures that Qi Guanshou had painted for his master to Mr. Linfang, who was holding a roast chicken.

After seeing the painting, Mr. Linfang showed no shame. He took a bite of the roast chicken in his hand and seemed to turn his grief and anger into appetite. He wrapped the meat in his mouth and mumbled: "Traitor!"

Li Shang: "......"

Sir, when you reprimand your apprentice, can you really not put down your hands and cook the chicken? It’s so un dignified and so funny...

Li Shang wanted to say these words, but the shock in his heart was too heavy and he was unable to speak.

Liang Fengyuan stepped forward at this time and solemnly bowed to Mr. Linfang as a disciple: "Uncle."

"One of the Seven Cong? Which one is it?"

Mr. Linfang raised his eyes and looked at Liang Fengyuan, who was bowing to him as a disciple. He chewed off the last bite of meat from the roast chicken skeleton in his hand and asked vaguely.

Emperor Lin Zhi introduced: "One of the Eight Margins, Liang Fengyuan."

Mr. Linfang stared when he heard this: "Hey, this boy Shoushan is not only a direct disciple, but he is so good-looking? His problem of loving beautiful things seems to be getting more and more serious."

Just then, the waiter brought three roast chickens.

Lin Zhihuang waved his hand, and the shop assistant, who knew how to wink, placed three roast chickens in front of Liang Fengyuan, Li Shang, and Huang Qijin.

When Mr. Linfang saw that Lin Zhihuang was not going to eat the roast chicken here, he glared and said, "Why, do you dislike eating outside?"

Lin Zhihuang shook his head and said with a look of reminiscence on his face: "I have already eaten extremely delicious roast chicken, but it is difficult to eat roast chicken from other places."

When Mr. Linfang heard this, his eyes widened even more, and his mind was immediately attracted by Lin Zhihuang's words: "Have you ever eaten roast chicken that is more delicious than this one?"

Lin Zhihuang smiled and nodded sincerely: "Of course."

Liang Fengyuan, Li Shang, and Huang Qijin were really attracted by Mr. Linfang's eating scene just now, and they were so greedy. It was dinner time, and after the waiter served the roast chicken, they washed their hands and left their own homes and still chatting with Linfang.

The protagonist whom Mr. Fang talked to enjoyed the delicious food that everyone praised.

The meat is tender, smooth in the mouth, has a very fresh taste, and smells like tea.

Full of flavor and color, this roast chicken is indeed delicious.

Mr. Linfang is a person who knows how to eat and enjoy.

Li Shang and Huang Qijin thought so in their hearts after tasting the roast chicken here.

Liang Fengyuan didn't think much about it, his expression was cold, but his body was extremely sincere and he started to devour the food.

Although Liang Fengyuan ate very quickly, his dining posture still maintained the etiquette expected of a gentleman from an aristocratic family.

Seeing Liang Fengyuan eating so quickly, Mr. Linfang asked suspiciously: "He also eats very deliciously?"

After finishing speaking, Mr. Linfang looked at Lin Zhihuang who was sitting opposite: "Have you ever tasted roast chicken that is more delicious than this one? You haven't tasted the roast chicken here yet, have you? How do you know which one is more delicious?"

"

Lin Zhihuang said solemnly: "What I eat is more delicious."

Mr. Linfang smiled and threw the empty chicken rack in his hand back to the empty plate in front of him: "You are not trying to be clever, saying that as long as you have not eaten the most delicious chicken, the most delicious chicken is the one you have eaten.

Roast chicken?"

Lin Zhihuang: "......"

Mr. Linfang must have never heard of this sentence, "Let's not talk about chickens and civilize you, me and others."

Lin Zhihuang laughed in his heart and did not answer Mr. Linfang's words. He called the shop assistant and whispered to him, and then asked Huang Qijin to pay him two taels of silver.

When the waiter saw that Lin Zhihuang was dressed richly and generously, he naturally obeyed her. He nodded to her and quickly went to the kitchen and asked the chef to make two more roast chickens according to Lin Zhihuang's instructions.

Mr. Linfang saw Lin Zhihuang whispering to the store clerk. After the store clerk collected the money, he quickly went to the kitchen. He vaguely guessed what Lin Zhihuang wanted to do and said in surprise:

"In order to prove that what you said is true, you directly told others about the food recipes you know? You are quite honest about it."

Lin Zhihuang smiled brightly: "Since I have said this, I naturally have to show the real thing to make the gentleman believe it. Otherwise, the words are unfounded and the gentleman misunderstands that I am a person who likes to play tricks, which is not good."

"Seeing is better than hearing a hundred times." Mr. Linfang clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "No wonder that unreasonable boy from Chu Lan gave you my painting."

When Lin Zhihuang saw that Mr. Linfang finally showed interest in talking to her, he continued to point out: "Sir, what you said just now is right. I never hide my secrets, and I still have many delicious recipes on hand."

Mr. Linfang heard the meaning of Lin Zhihuang's words, his expression moved slightly, and there was a look of struggle on his face.

Lin Zhihuang raised the corners of his lips casually and said slowly: "We have a very skilled spoon chef in our house. With these delicious recipes, we don't have to travel all over the world to eat whatever delicious food we want."

Enjoy delicious food from all over the world.”

Mr. Linfang was extremely dissatisfied, but he added an honorific to his words: "You do know how to do what others want, and you know how to exploit people's weaknesses."

Lin Zhihuang smiled and spread his hands: "I can't help it. Because I am a woman, even if I send out recruitment orders, there are still very few talented people who come to seek refuge."

"Fuzhou Mu has Mr. Shoushan, King Huai has Mr. Mingwu, Prime Minister Lu has Mr. Lingxiu, and Chenzhou has Mr. Qinde. No matter who is in power, there are respected gentlemen who open academies under their rule to recruit and train talents for officials.

.”

"When I came here, there was no academy, and there was no teacher who would be responsible for raising people and serving as officials for the people."

Having said this, Lin Zhihuang lowered his voice: "In this case, I can only do whatever it takes to attract the gentleman I like. I hope he will show his kindness."
Chapter completed!