Chapter 372

Zhao Yuqin obviously knows Tang Tianlin's identity.

Knowing Tang Tianlin's identity, he still put on airs. Tang Tianlin met for the first time. Before, those who despised him, such as Liszt and song Zhiming, didn't know his identity.

Suddenly such a thorn appeared. Tang Tianlin really felt a little bad in his heart.

"Bye."

Of course, Tang Tianlin also wants face. Since the other party wants to put on airs, he can't be shameless.

Say goodbye and get ready to hang up.

However, at this time, Zhao Yuqin's attitude suddenly changed, "Tang Shao, I really have an important meeting to hold now. I can't see you for the time being, but I have time in the evening. Can you wait until the evening and I'll go to your house and have dinner together?"

Huh?

A sudden change in attitude?

I don't know why. Anyway, Zhao Yuqin's attitude suddenly changed. When he was asked to find Yan Feiyun, he obviously didn't want to meet.

Tang Tianlin didn't think too much, "OK, I'll cook in person tonight and will entertain your distinguished guest."

"Then I'm not polite. I must try the cooking of the king of the south of the Yangtze River."

Tang Tianlin couldn't help humming.

Yes, I know I'm the king of the south of the Yangtze River. At first, I was still holding a shelf. Is this going to give me a bully?

His heart was unhappy, but his mouth said nothing.

Hang up now.

In the afternoon, he picked up Wei Xinjie's mother. In the evening, he cooked in person and simply cooked several home-made dishes, including ants on the tree, fried meat, and a plate of fried cabbage. Finally, the main dish was chicken stewed with mushrooms.

Wei Xinjie cooks with him.

Wei Xinjie was even more shocked when she saw that he was devoted to this kind of small dish.

Is this really the king of Jiangnan?

When cooking, it's like the next door neighbor. Of course, Tang Tianlin's cooking, not to mention that when he was a door-to-door son-in-law at the Jiang family, cooking was a compulsory course every day and had long been practiced.

Although it's just ordinary home cooking, it also has the style of a hotel chef.

"It seems that I really have to learn to cook well in the future."

Wei Xinjie is ashamed. She is only good at egg noodles.

Zhao Yuqin came to Wolong Valley on time.

She wore a simple and elegant Chanel dress, stepped on a pair of silver white thin heels, hung exquisite earrings on her ears, hung a sapphire necklace on her white neck, and hung a crystal necklace on her slender wrist.

A delicate melon seed face is a very standard Oriental beauty. It is like a fairy coming to earth. It can be called the most beautiful woman in the world. In front of her, Wei Xinjie bowed her head and felt the pressure doubled.

Tang Tianlin was also slightly shocked. He only felt that this woman had surpassed Jiang Zihan, Xu Yunmei and other top products.

He is the most beautiful person he has ever seen. What's more valuable is that her temperament is full of a cold and aloof smoke, giving people a feeling of floating out of the dust.

It's going on.

Previously, Tang Tianlin's favorite person was Jiang Zihan. However, after seeing Zhao Yuqin, he had an unprecedented feeling of excitement.

To put it bluntly, he is in love again.

"Tang Shaojiu has been waiting. This is Miss Wei. Hello."

Zhao Yuqin said hello to Tang Tianlin and Wei Xinjie. She was determined to be free. She didn't please Tang Tianlin like other women because of his special status.

"Hello..." Wei Xinjie whispered back, but there was a few flusters.

"Mr. Zhao, stop being polite. Please come in."

Tang Tianlin rubbed his hands and said cordially.

Zhao Yuqin thanked and went to the door. The shoe cabinet automatically opened and a pair of plush slippers were automatically sent to Zhao Yuqin.

The system reads Zhao Yuqin's preference for shoes and sends her favorite slippers.

Zhao Yuqin stooped slightly and took off her high heels. A pair of beautiful feet were wearing thin flesh colored silk stockings, which were integrated with her skin color. If he hadn't seen him take off his shoes, Tang Tianlin almost didn't notice that she was still wearing silk stockings.

She put on her shoes and came to the restaurant with Tang Tianlin.

Knowing that she was meeting business guests, mother Wei was not promising. Instead, she ate the affairs prepared by a senior chef in another dining room.

It's just the three of them.

Tang Tianlin gentlemanly pulled out his chair and asked Zhao Yuqin to sit down. Then he went to the kitchen and brought out the home cooking.

When Zhao Yuqin saw Tang Tianlin entering the kitchen, her eyes were surprised. When she saw Tang Tianlin coming out like a waiter in a small restaurant, her expression could not be described as surprise.

It's like a dull chicken.

Is this the great king of the south of the Yangtze River.

However, she soon regained calm.

Tang Tianlin's scene of becoming a door-to-door son-in-law in the Jiang family emerged in his mind, probably similar to that at this time.

Her heart inevitably showed a trace of disdain, but she didn't show it at all.

"Is this the meal you served me today?"

When several home-made dishes were put on the table and Tang Tianlin clapped his hands and said that Qi Huo could move chopsticks, Zhao Yuqin smiled and asked calmly.

"Yes, there's a chicken stewed mushroom on my stove. It's not cooked yet. I'll get it with you later."

"Chicken stewed mushroom?"

Zhao Yuqin was stunned.

"What's the matter? You don't like these dishes? You won't be picky about food, will you?"

These homemade dishes made by Tang Tianlin are very popular. Even picky eaters will not dislike them.

Zhao Yuqin is not picky about food, but her family is an aristocrat in Yanjing. The chefs in her family are top chefs. They cook dishes with complete color, flavor and flavor. The most important thing is color. All dishes are extremely exquisite.

And when she went out to meet guests, there was a hotel chef.

She has never seen or eaten Tang Tianlin's homemade stir fry.

Although it smells delicious, the lack of appearance makes her naturally have a little resistance to these dishes.

"I'm not picky about food. Tang Shao cooked these dishes himself?"

"Yes, try it. I haven't done it for a long time. Maybe I'm rusty."

Tang Tianlin said that he had added a large bowl of white rice, took the lead in picking up small fried meat and eating it.

Wei Xinjie followed, and then looked at Tang Tianlin in worship. It was too delicious.

Finally, Zhao Yuqin modestly started chopsticks and picked up sauteed cabbage.

At the entrance, she was stimulated by an electric current.

It was the best delicacy she had ever tasted.

Her face showed a trace of embarrassment.

She is very dignified at ordinary meals because she has long been used to the same chef's food. It's the first time she has met this kind of home cooking.

"How's it going? It's not to your taste?"

As a cook, Tang Tianlin naturally cares about Zhao Yuqin's evaluation of his cooking, which has nothing to do with their real identity. It's just that the cook cares about the feelings of diners.

Zhao Yuqin didn't speak in a hurry. She resumed her nature, bowed her head, ate the dishes in the bowl, and then ate a piece of fried meat.

After eating slowly, she took out a paper towel and wiped her mouth. Then she slowly opened her mouth, "it's delicious. I've never had such a delicious thing."