Chapter 50: Don’t dislike men

Style: Romance Author: in the name of lightningWords: 2499Update Time: 24/01/12 06:28:00
Mr. Qin has always wanted to collect an authentic piece of Bada Shanren. Now that he heard that Li Mo actually had one, he thought about returning to Kyoto.

"You are the host. You just have to make arrangements and don't make things too extravagant and wasteful."

Li Mo did not take them to the hotel, but contacted three people on his mobile phone and asked them to prepare dishes and deliver them directly to Yu Linglong.

"Master Li, it's rare for Mr. Qin to come here. You are too stingy." Niu Sanpang felt a little guilty. If he were to treat him, it would definitely be a restaurant of the highest level, with an elegant environment and master-level dishes.

Even if it's not the most upscale restaurant, you might as well choose a hotel with a nice environment, but you'd better just order takeout.

"So you live a very delicate life, and I live a rough life." Li Mo smiled and continued, "Mr. Qin has never eaten anything, and he still cares about abalone and shark's fin. If you want to eat, just eat something different." . Besides, Sirui is a public figure and is too easily recognized in crowded places. It will be troublesome to even escape, let alone a peaceful meal."

"Three Fatty, you are the only one who talks more." Qin Sirui said coldly. Niu Sanpang immediately shut up and retracted his head, but he was very strange in his heart. This iceberg beauty was actually speaking for Li Mo, which was a strange thing in the world.

Mr. Qin didn't speak, but there was something in his eyes that he couldn't see through.

In addition to the four of them, there were two bodyguards following the old man. A group of six people and three cars drove towards Yu Linglong.

About an hour later, three cars drove into the Linjiang luxury community.

"This area faces the Huangpu River, a few steps away from the Shanghai Bund, and nearby is the Wanguo Building Complex. Housing prices are not cheap."

"It's just a place to live anyway."

When they entered the house, they discovered that there was something else going on inside. It was a room full of Hainan rosewood furniture in the new Chinese style, which was simple but with a bit of classical charm. Huge floor-to-ceiling windows, covered by white curtains, allow sunlight to filter in, making the entire living room and dining room look spacious and bright.

"Good boy, you have good taste."

"I happened upon this house for sale. The taste is far from that of your old courtyard house."

"My courtyard house is better for its tranquility, and your mansion is better for its beautiful scenery. You can jump high and look far away, which makes you feel relaxed and happy."

"You guys sit down first. I'll go down to pick you up. The food is here."

"Grandpa, let me make you some tea." Qin Sirui walked to the tea table by the window and began to skillfully boil water, take tea, and scald the cup.

Mr. Qin was stunned for a moment before asking in disbelief: "Sirui, are you familiar with this?"

Qin Sirui replied calmly without raising his head: "I've been living here for several days. It's convenient to be close to the crew."

Niu Sanpang pinched his fleshy hand and it hurt. It seemed that he heard it right. This Miss Qin and Mr. Li are living together, which is such exciting news.

There are secret rumors in the upper circles of Kyoto that Miss Qin is indifferent to men and refuses men thousands of miles away. Is it because she is not interested in men?

That doesn't seem to be the case at all now.

"Li Mo is a nice person."

Mr. Qin had a smile on his face. It seemed that his granddaughter didn't dislike men. Maybe the men she met before were not good enough.

"Grandpa, don't think too much. I live in this house alone, and Li Mo lives in his old house."

"Grandpa didn't think too much about it. It was you who thought too much."

Mr. Qin sat on the sofa and hummed a northern tune leisurely.

After a while, Li Mo led the three people in. The dining table was quickly filled with various dishes, and the aroma suddenly wafted up.

"Everyone, take your seats."

"Oh, it's full of color, fragrance, and five-star hotels."

Niu Sanpang looked at him and thought that Li Mo was still careful in his work.

"Master Li, is this porcelain bowl filled with water?"

Everyone sitting around looked over and saw that the big white ceramic bowl was indeed filled with water and nothing else.

"There is a famous dish in the state banquet called 'boiled cabbage'. The essence is not in the dish but in the boiled water. It is not ordinary boiled water, but a variety of ingredients are mixed together in proportions to make a soup, and then filtered through layers. Until the soup becomes clear, finally boil and pour over the cabbage.”

"Did you order boiled water for the state banquet?"

"It has the same effect but different approaches. This clear soup is called 'Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea'. It uses eight ingredients, including those that fly in the sky, those that run on the ground, and those that swim in the water. It is simmered on low fire for more than eight hours, and then filtered continuously. Take a sip. Your taste buds are completely opened, the aroma is incomparable, and the aftertaste is endless.”

Li Mo gave each person a small bowl.

"I ordered eighteen dishes. This bowl of water is the most expensive. Let's all try it."

Everyone tasted it, and their faces showed intoxication. There was no greasiness, and there was a fragrance in their mouths after one sip.

"Delicious."

Mr. Qin couldn't help but praise him.

"Of course, everyone will eat it. Sirui, you don't like to eat meat, so I specially ordered a bird's nest for you. These vegetables are all organic, healthy and nutritious."

"Thanks!"

"Mr. Qin, these are the imperial braised vegetables, the recipe used by the Qing Emperor. Sanpang, two eldest brothers, you all have a try. Once you get here, you are home."

Mr. Qin ate a few pieces and said in surprise: "Where did you find these delicacies?"

Li Mo put down his chopsticks and said, "I'm born to like to eat. I'm not bragging to you. I've tasted all the famous delicacies in the city. I studied antiques with the master for more than ten years, and he took me to see many places. , Every time I go to a place, I must look for delicious food first. Let’s put it this way, if I open a restaurant, it doesn’t need to be too high-end. Any dish in my mind can be used as a popular dish.”

"Don't believe me, for this 'Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea' soup, I suggested that the boss improve two of the ingredients to have the current taste. Their store is not big, but there are many chains. The business is booming every day, and it is easy to get a few bucks every year. Millions of profits.”

"Master Li, how about we open a restaurant together?"

Niu Sanpang saw huge business opportunities.

"Working in catering is the most tiring job. I don't have time off 365 days a year. I'm not interested."

Just kidding, as long as I know how to eat, why bother opening a restaurant by myself?

"Master Li, we are a partnership, you just need to be a shareholder, you don't need to worry about anything else."

"Li Mo, if you do it, I will also contribute."

Qin Sirui also thought about it. After all, catering is very profitable.

"We'll talk about it later, let's eat first."

Li Mo didn't refuse. If he wanted to do something, he would do the best. At least he would be well-known in the catering industry.

A thoroughly enjoyable meal.

"My little friend, your stomach is full. Isn't it time to take out the painting of Bada Shanren that you have collected and appreciate it?"

"Okay, I'll go get the painting."

Li Mo moved the rosewood box out of the secret room, and several people gathered around the coffee table in the living room.

The first thing Li Mo took out was Niu Shihui's five-panel "Bamboo and Stone Pictures of Solitary Birds".

"Old man, let's take a look first."

Mr. Qin unfolded it carefully, and his eyes were immediately attracted: "Rolling his eyes, he is proud. Niu Shihui's painting style is almost the same as that of his brother. These five paintings can be collected individually or in five screens. The latter is more valuable."

"Grandpa Qin, what would these five-screen paintings be worth if auctioned?" Niu Sanpang was concerned about this.

"The reference price for a single painting is around 25 million. If five screens are auctioned together, the average price may exceed 30 million per painting."

"Old man, please look carefully at this painting."

What Li Mo handed to Mr. Qin was Zhang Daqian's imitation.

When Mr. Qin spread it out, his breathing became heavy.

"This is the handiwork of Bada Shanren. My little friend, I want this painting [Lotus and Stone Mandarin Duck]."

"Grandpa Qin, let me take a look." Niu Sanpang felt itchy and uncomfortable. They are all good things. Even if they go to the auction, they can be regarded as the finale treasures.

"Stand aside, I have collected this painting."

"Don't worry, old man, there is another painting."

"Master Li, let me open this painting."

Niu Sanpang took the initiative to do it for him. When the picture was unfolded, he was a little dumbfounded. He looked at the painting in his hand, and then turned to look at the painting in Mr. Qin's hand.

"Another Bada Shanren [Bamboo and Stone Mandarin Duck]. Mr. Li, which one is the authentic Bada Shanren?"