Mr. Lin specially asked someone to prepare the kitchen for her. There were all kinds of ingredients in the kitchen, but he would not help her to prepare it. She had to prepare all the dishes herself.
"I'm not hard for Miss Zhou. It's too harsh for me to finish everything. Miss Zhou can choose what you think is good at. Just make it. The kitchen will be left to you. We'll wait outside."
"Good."
After that, Mr. Lin entertained the introducer and Luo Huimei to drink tea outside the house. He was very good at making tea. However, there was no one on the scene who understood the customs.
The introducer is a rude man, and the posture of serving tea is a little awkward, but he can blow rainbow fart.
After a sip, the introducer immediately said, "good tea."
Mr. Lin laughed but said nothing.
Luo Huimei is very concerned about her daughter. She has no idea of drinking tea. After listening to the introducer, she thought that this Mr. Lin is really in love. If the store is left for him after her wife died, she thought that she would like to drink tea. Then he does not allow people to move the decoration of the store. It is understandable that the rent is so expensive.
But now this time, Luo Huimei thinks he is too embarrassed. Be strangers to each other as like as two peas.
, her daughter, Xiao Yan, and his wife, are not familiar with each other. Even after the name came to the public today, they heard about the references, but now they want her daughter to make the same taste as her wife.
It's impossible.
Luo Huimei has a strong feeling that it is false for the other party to reduce the rent. It is true to call them to humiliate them.
She was a little impulsive, but when the words reached her lips, she thought of her daughter's exhortations to her before she came, so she had to resist.
Forget it, her daughter is still cooking inside. She should believe that her daughter is.
What kind of temper, you can wait for the results to come out later, it's not too late, Luo Huimei thought.
As time went by, the introducers didn't know how many cups of tea they had. Mr. Lin always flushes, and he always drinks with great face.
This winter, after drinking so much hot tea, he also felt that the whole person was warm.
I drink too much tea and want to go to the bathroom.
But now it seems too awkward to get up, so the introducer can only force himself to sit down again. Maybe Miss Zhou will do it? However, after waiting for a few minutes, the introducer could not help but say, "sorry, Mr. Lin, Ms. Luo, I have drunk too much tea. I want to go to the bathroom."
Mr. Lin looked at him politely and distantly.
"Go ahead."
After that, he took a look at the servant beside him. The servant immediately came to the introducer and said, "Sir, I'll take you there."
After the introducer left, the kitchen door opened.
Luo Huimei had been on pins and needles. When she heard the sound, she immediately got up to meet her.
"Yan Yan, how are you doing? Is everything going well?"
Xiaoyan was frightened by the nervous Luo Huimei, and stepped back two steps to open the distance: "Mom, I have lampblack on my body. Don't get too close to me first."
Luo Hui was so angry that she reached out to twist her ears.
"You bad girl, now where is the time to say this, tell mom how you do." After that, Luo Huimei also looked back. Mr. Lin didn't get up and looked at them calmly.
Luo Huimei lowered her voice: "I always think that Mr. Lin has a bad intention. To ask you to do this is to humiliate you. If you are not sure, let's go and say goodbye to him now, and then go home. Mom will ask your father to find you a better store. It's a big deal. Let's not drive near here. We'll just find a little farther away. "
“…… Mom, isn't it a little too late for you to say these words? I've already made noodles and I won't let them try. How do you know if your daughter can't? "
Luo Huimei: "as like as two peas," I believe my daughter can do it, but you can hear the other's request and make the same taste as his wife. Do you know his wife? Do you know his wife's name? How could you as like as two peas in his wife? This is clearly a pit for you. I really regret it. I shouldn't have dragged you to look at the store. There won't be so much trouble now. "
Zhou Xiaoyan: "well, things have been like this, don't say it again."
She stepped forward and nodded to Mr. Lin.
"Mr. Lin, I've made noodles."
When Mr. Lin lifted his chin, the servant went in and brought up the noodle bowl. A bowl of noodles with perfect color and flavor was displayed in front of Mr. Lin.
From the beginning, Mr. Lin's face has always been with a faint smile, looking at the affinity is actually far away. Now, after seeing this bowl of noodles, his face slightly changed, and his smile also faded.
A moment later, he looked up at Xiaoyan and whispered, "Miss Zhou is really smart. This is my wife's favorite."
His wife's favorite is also his heart treasure.
Mr. Lin didn't expect Zhou Xiaoyan to be so eye-catching and chose this one at a glance. All the chefs who came to visit were confident that they could make a better taste than his wife, so they all chose what they were good at.It's not like today, when he comes to pick his heart.
For a while, Mr. Lin looked at Xiao Yan more seriously.
I'm afraid it's not an ordinary woman that can let that person find her own.
With a smile, Mr. Lin lowered his head and picked up chopsticks. He took a sip of ramen.
After tasting a mouthful of noodles, he was stunned for a moment, and then ate another mouthful.
One side of Luo Huimei nervously looked at this scene, tightly grasped her daughter's hand, whispered: "can you do it, Xiaoyan?"
Zhou Xiaoyan looks as like as two peas. She is not at all sure. As Luo Huimei said, she and his wife did not know anything, and even had not eaten the dishes she cooked, and how they could make the same taste.
But She also has her own ideas.
A moment later, the smile on Mr. Lin's face had disappeared. His handsome face was sad and his eyes were dark.
Xiao Yan walked over and sat down in front of him.
Mr. Lin raised his head and said in a deep voice, "the taste of Miss Zhou's noodles is quite different from that made by my wife."
When Luo Huimei heard this, her expression was not much surprised. She seemed to have expected such a result. She shook her fist angrily, but heard her daughter speak softly.
"Mr. Lin, I made this dish specially for you. You must have tasted it."
Lovesickness is bitter and sweet. In addition, his wife has passed away. Therefore, Mr. Lin is bitter at the thought of her wife's death, but it is still sweet to recall their past. So the taste of noodles is bitter and sweet, maybe not delicious, but But it is just in line with Mr. Lin's mood at this time.
Mr. Lin held the chopsticks hand for a meal. Then he looked at Lin Xiaoyan and said, "you are very smart. Unfortunately, what I want is the same taste as my wife, so I'm sorry you didn't meet my requirements. "
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