"Okay, Lin Dongjia, since you insist on repairing this original work by Tang Yin, I will introduce him to you tomorrow. Of course, if you can trust me, you can give me the things and I will hand them over to him on your behalf and let him help you repair them!"

Seeing that Lin Luo's attitude was so firm, Luo Chengjie stopped talking and nodded in agreement.

But thinking that this kind of private repair of calligraphy and paintings was almost the same as that of the Laubianmen, he said the following words again.

If archaeological experts make archaeological restoration of cultural relics, it is naturally not related to the fact that they put the restored cultural relics in museum exhibitions and collected in the National Museum, and cannot be considered a private collection.

But if it is a private repair, it is mostly necessary to make a huge profit, and the people who repair calligraphy and paintings for private repairs will bear some risks.

That's why Luo Chengjie said the following words: Those who repair calligraphy and paintings can disappear if they can disappear, which will be beneficial to both parties.

Luo Chengjie thought he was a middleman, and he felt that Lin Luo would not distrust him and did not have to worry about being dropped.

Lin Luo was stunned when he heard this, but soon understood the key, nodded and put away Tang Yin's work.

"Uncle San, Brother Luo, since the main thing has been discussed, should we fill our stomachs?"

Luo Binghe said, and stood up and was about to shout, but found that someone lifted the curtain and walked out of the inner hall of the small canteen. When he saw Luo Binghe and Luo Chengjie, he said, "Uncle Luo, Binghe, are you here? Is it still the same rule?"

This man was wearing a chef's clothing, apron, and a chef's hat. Unlike a chef with a big waist and a round waist, a thick neck and a fat face, this man looked tall and strong and had a strong body. There was no trace of excess fat on his body, giving people a clean and neat feeling.

"Zuo Yi, it's still the same rule, but today I'm going to increase the amount. I'll bring two friends here and I'll introduce it to you..."

Lin Luo was stunned when he heard this. Luo Binghe, the little chef, attached great importance to him and did not treat him as a cook at all. Lin Luo stood up and introduced himself, and also called Liu Yanchi, without waiting for Luo Binghe to introduce him.

"Um."

Hearing Lin Luo's words, Zuo Yi nodded, and then turned around and walked back.

"Hehe, Luo Ge, he is so arrogant. Don't be as knowledgeable as him."

Luo Binghe explained: "This Zuo Yi. Don't look at him as young. But he has the title of a little chef god. He has inherited his master's mantra, and he has a great cooking skills. Most of the people who come here to eat are for him to inherit his master's cooking skills."

Lin Luo was secretly amused and compared Fatty Dun and Zuo Yi. It seemed that the two of them were about the same age, but their figures were too different.

But I don’t know who would have better cooking skills if these two people competed.

"Mr. Luo. What is this old rule? It's not the Manchu and Han banquet, right?"

Liu Yanchi said curiously that since he and Lin Luo had set up a Manchu and Han banquet without knowing him. Because of some of the things, Liu Yanchi had left some shadows in his heart.

"Brother Liu, just look at it."

Luo Binghe smiled mysteriously, kept a secret, and said to Lin Luo, "Logo, although there is a saying that this dish is not served in the north, you are considered a southerner in Cangsong. There is no such saying. When it comes later, you must eat it openly."

Lin Luo was so amused and laughed, and didn't know what he was selling.

When Lin Luo smelled the fragrance, it had been a while since.

Zuo Yi walked over with a dining bowl and placed it directly on the middle of the Eight Immortals table. When he went back, he took some ingredients and walked over. He put it on the table and said, "Uncle Luo, use it slowly. Other dishes will come up later. I will make the rice for you first. Do you want wine? Come on as soon as you want wine."

"Hehe, little chef god, didn't you tell the old rules? Why don't you drink? Of course you have to."

Hearing Zuo Yi's words, Luo Binghe hurriedly said to him: "Hurry up, I think we've come early enough today. If we get late, we'll have to wait a lot of time."

Zuo Yi nodded, then lifted the curtain and got into the kitchen again.

Lin Luo saw the oil in the dining bowl, and the pepper minced peppers floated on it layer by layer, and the rich fragrance floated out layer by layer. This smell was very appetizing just by smelling it.

But when Lin Luo saw the tender meat slices, he remembered the saying that Luo Binghe had just said that the banquet was not on the table.

"Binghe, this is not dog meat, right?"

Lin Luo just guessed that after all, the dog meat was not stewed like this, and it was all broken into pieces of meat, just like boiled fish. Lin Luo had never seen this before.

"Brother Luo? Did you see it?"

Hearing Lin Luo's words, Luo Binghe was stunned and then laughed, gave Lin Luo a thumbs up, and praised: "Brother Luo, you have such a good eye. You can see this. I invited a lot of people over, but none of them could be seen. No one can tell how to eat this way.

That’s right, this is dog meat. Luo Ge is the most authentic way to make dog meat. The outside is just a demonstration. I don’t know the real way to make dog meat. This is the most authentic way to eat dog meat.”

Lin Luo glanced at Liu Yanchi and found that he was also confused. Lin Luo said to him: "Brother Liu, don't be stunned. Binghe has some thoughts, let's use our chopsticks."

Lin Luo has no resistance to eating dog meat. This place is not an ordinary place, so there is definitely no problem with the source of the ingredients and will not appear in so many twists and turns.

People who come here to consume are either rich or noble, so they will naturally not be careless about the ingredients they provide.

Lin Luo didn't know the way Luo Binghe mentioned to make dog meat. This method is the most authentic or fake, but it is indeed very delicious.

The spicy taste makes people very appetizing. It is simply a delicious food on earth, but it is a bit too spicy.

"Brother Luo? Why? Isn't it very spicy? Don't you all southerners like to eat spicy food? Can't bear it? But it doesn't matter. Isn't there any ingredients here? It's just to neutralize the spicy flavor. Just put the meat in your bowl and neutralize it."

Seeing Lin Luo sweating on his forehead and quickly entered the state, Luo Binghe was very satisfied.

The kid smiled proudly. After getting along with Lin Luo, he found that he looked like an ice man. It was difficult to figure out what he was thinking.

But now seeing Lin Luo eating dog meat, Luo Binghe felt that he had caught something. This feeling made him feel very wonderful.

"Need not."

Lin Luo waved his hand and said that this dish was not the most impressive dish Lin Luo had ever eaten in his life, but it was almost the same. No wonder the little chef had the saying of the little chef god.

Lin Luo said as he took out some ground dew from his military bag and divided some of Luo Chengjie's uncle and nephew Liu Yanchi, just a small cup, "Expert Luo, there is not much of this thing. The rest really cannot be moved anymore. I will use it when treating General Luo tomorrow."

This time, Lin Luo took out some of the remaining little land, otherwise he wouldn't have taken out any of them.

"Hehe, Brother Luo. This is such a good thing. I have never drunk nectar and jade liquid. But I guess this thing is not as good as nectar and jade liquid."

Luo Binghe took a sip. Just as he was about to hold the wine glass on the table and sip the remaining dew in one go, he suddenly grabbed it and was stunned.

When I turned my head and saw a light bang, a plate was placed on the table. There was rice and a bottle of valuable Maotai on it.

But his wine glass was taken over. He turned his head and saw Zuo Yi picking up his wine glass and pouring it into his mouth.

"Hey, I'm talking about the little chef god. What are you fighting with me? When did you learn so unruly?"

Seeing the little chef god Zuo Yi doing this style, Luo Binghe, who had just tasted the taste of "nion and jade liquid", almost ran away.

This damn Zuo Yi is such a bastard, but who made him a little chef lucky? There is an old pervert behind him protecting him.

Luo Chengjie and Liu Yanchi both sympathized with him. After they tasted it, they also knew that the beauty of the "nion and jade liquid" was simply rare in the world.

"Mr. Luo, where did you get this?"

After Zuo Yi drank it all, he had endless aftertaste. The taste that moistened in his throat made him feel very unique.

He felt a little familiar with the wonderful state of smooth and coolness, but he couldn't remember it for a while, so he immediately asked Luo Binghe.

Zuo Yi did not do it rashly and deliberately intercept it. It was because of something that he happened to hear Luo Binghe's words, so he did his next behavior.

"What are you asking about this? Even if I know, I won't tell you."

Luo Binghe's true energy was so annoying that he had just tasted it. However, Zuo Yi picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one go, as if he was drinking cold water. He really thought it was worthless.

"Binghe, Uncle Luo, where did you get this thing? I really wanted to drink it before."

Zuo Yi said: "It's just that time has been too long and I can't remember it, but I know that this kind of thing has the effect of regulating the body, replenishing qi and nourishing the body. It is not comparable to the health care products on the market. It has very good results. Where did this thing come from?"

Zuo Yi was a little excited at the end of his speech. Lin Luo could see clearly from the side. Zuo Yi was afraid that he would not stop until he asked about the whole story of the matter.

"Lin Dongjia, this little chef god Zuo Yi, is an old friend of my father and a closed disciple of Mr. Zuo. Look..."

When Zuo Yi mentioned replenishing qi and nourishing his body, he was obviously excited. With Luo Chengjie's skill, he saw some clues.

But when this matter involves Lin Luo, it depends on whether Lin Luo is willing to tell him.

"This is what I brought."

Hearing Luo Chengjie's words, Lin Luo waved his hand and signaled that he didn't need to continue talking. He said to Zuo Yi: "You just want it now. Even if you use it urgently, I can't give it to you. I have so much on my body, there is nothing extra, and I will use it tomorrow."

If it weren't for the fact that the pot of dog meat was really delicious and appetizing, Lin Luo would have enjoyed it very much. Moreover, the little chef god is a chef like Fatty, Lin Luo wouldn't have told him too much.

Lin Luo had eaten the dishes made by Pangdun, but now he reminisced about them and found that the two of them were not on the same level at all.

The difference is too far.
Chapter completed!