Ye Zelan came closer to Bai Zhi and whispered: "Tell me about the Ye family and introduce the Ye family to Mr. Qin."
"Okay." Bai Zhi nodded and agreed immediately, but she was a little uneasy: "Is it too sudden? It will make Mr. Qin unhappy. How about I mention grandpa more and try to improve my relationship with Mr. Qin."
"Okay." Ye Zelan agreed.
After Mr. Qin came back, he ate a few more dumplings. If the butler beside him hadn't reminded him not to eat any more, Mr. Qin could have eaten another plate.
"It's delicious. These dumplings are so delicious." Mr. Qin was really surprised and asked Bai Zhi: "Where did you find the chef?"
Bai Zhi pursed her lips and smiled: "We know that Grandpa Qin likes food, so we asked specifically."
"I'm interested." Mr. Qin nodded.
Bai Zhi licked her lips and talked about Gu Ze: "I remember back then, my grandpa also loved to eat dumplings. During the holidays, the whole family would sit together and make dumplings."
"It's so lively." Mr. Qin sighed, then suddenly remembered something and said, "When I heard you talking about a family, I thought of Asarum. You can't miss Asarum for such delicious dumplings."
With that said, Mr. Qin picked up his cell phone with great interest and dialed Lu Xixin's number: "Xinxin, come over and eat dumplings. I have a new great chef and the dumplings are made very well."
Lu Xixin had just finished eating and was taking a walk outside. She knew that Mr. Qin was a gourmet, and the delicious dumplings must have a unique flavor if he praised them.
He hurriedly said: "That's great, Grandpa Qin, you can ask the chef to wrap it up and freeze it, and then mail it to me."
"That's not okay!" Mr. Qin frowned, "You have to eat freshly made dumplings. Frozen ones don't taste good."
"Then what should I do?" Lu Xixin said helplessly, "I don't have time recently, so I can't go back to Linjiang. What a pity."
Mr. Qin also felt that it was a pity that Lu Xixin could not eat such good dumplings.
After thinking for about 30 seconds, Mr. Qin came up with a good idea: "Yes, I'll ask the chef to go to Haicheng and ask him to make it for you."
"Really, Grandpa Qin, you really love me so much." Lu Xixin said coquettishly.
"What's this?" Mr. Qin continued, "In addition to this good dumpling maker, there was another Sichuan chef who also came over. By the way, don't you love seafood? Bai Zhi sent this this time.
The abalone is very good, it’s the best abalone, I’ll bring it to you.”
Bai Zhi, Lin Jingtian, and Ye Zelan sat at the dining table and watched helplessly as Mr. Qin sent all the chefs and ingredients they had sent to Lu Xixin.
In order to visit Mr. Qin, they tried their best and considered every aspect. Except for the chef, they did not prepare any other expensive gifts. They just brought some ingredients and seafood, hoping to get closer to Mr. Qin.
result--
They tried their best to please Mr. Qin, but Mr. Qin turned his attention to Lu Xixin!
The feeling in my heart was so complicated for a while!
After Mr. Qin finished talking on the phone about eating, he started to show his pity: "Xin Xin, tell me why you haven't come to see me for so long. As an old man, I stay at home all day long. It's so boring and my hair has grown."
Lu Xixin sat on a bench in the garden, curling up her lips: "This is easy to handle. Grandpa Qin, you can come see me and come with the chef and the others. If the mountain doesn't come, then I will, so I will go and live with the mountain."
"You are such a sharp-tongued girl." Mr. Qin said amusedly, "Okay, okay, I can't talk to you, so it's settled. I'll make preparations and go over to see you in the next two days."
After hanging up the phone, Mr. Qin turned to Bai Zhi and the others, and saw that the three of them had put down their chopsticks, all with shocked expressions on their faces.
Mr. Qin was surprised: "What's wrong? Why don't you eat?"