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When Fan Mingwei heard that Wang Leshan was coming, he immediately came to the kitchen from his office. He laughed before anyone arrived: "Brother Leshan, why didn't you tell me earlier that you were here? Hahaha, I just said When I mention you, I can really say that Cao Cao is here!"
"Brother Fan."
Wang Leshan also smiled at this middle-aged man who was one or two years older than his father. He gestured to the fish in his hand and said, "It's nothing. There's no need to make any calls." , these are some fish that were just caught in the fish pond today, they look fresh, I brought them to my brother for you to taste."
"Oh, these fish are not small."
Fan Mingwei's eyes lit up when he heard this. He paid great attention to what Wang Leshan brought. The corn he sent last time has become several signature dishes. When I took over these fish, I saw that they were all alive and kicking. After a closer look, I found that these fish were very different from ordinary fish. If Wang Leshan didn't say that they were raised in fish ponds, with his behavior All the chefs would think it was wild, and the lines on the fish's body were actually beautiful, which is rare. The strangest thing is that two of the fish actually had one scale with a light golden color.
"Good fish, good fish!"
Fan Mingwei praised a few times, then diverted his attention from the fish, called someone to take the fish, and said to Wang Leshan with a smile on his face: "Brother Leshan, where are the fish? Let someone take it, and I will cook it for you later and let’s try it together. Now, hey, come on, let me introduce you to a beautiful woman first.”
"Ah? What kind of beauty?" Wang Leshan didn't expect this to happen.
Then Fan Mingwei laughed and said: "Didn't I mention you just now? This was not brought up by my brother, but by a super beauty. This super beauty is full of interest in you. As for How beautiful it is, you will know it when you see it.”
With that said, regardless of whether Wang Leshan agreed or not, he pulled him directly into his office.
"Beauty, the person you have been talking about is here."
Fan Mingwei pushed open the door of his office and shouted inside, making Wang Leshan feel a little embarrassed.
At this moment, a woman sitting in the office stood up. She seemed to be about 25 or 26 years old. A simple denim shorts and a simple T-shirt outlined her slender, tall and beautiful figure. Her short ear-length hair looked capable. Simple, elegant makeup looks confident and energetic. The woman stood up and smiled at Wang Leshan with curiosity. Her eyes became brighter and her teeth were brighter. Her big eyes looked very spiritual.
"Super beautiful girl, I brought you here, now it's up to you what you want to do."
Fan Mingwei laughed loudly, winked at Wang Leshan again, and said, "Brother Leshan, you guys chat first while I go cook the fish for you."
When Wang Leshan saw Fan Mingwei turn around and leave, he was really helpless. He couldn't figure out what caused the fuss, especially the wink and wink. He felt weird about it.
"Hello, my name is Fan Yao. Yao from Yaochi is not the Fan Yao in Jin Yong's novels."
The woman took the initiative to reach out and shake Wang Leshan's hand, and said with a smile: "Don't mind, my dad is just like that, an old naughty boy who loves to play nonsense."
Hearing this, Wang Leshan was even more stunned: "Ah? Brother Fan is your father?"
Just talking about appearance, if Fan Yao didn't talk about it, Wang Leshan would never dare to associate her with Fan Mingwei. Not to mention how ugly Fan Mingwei is, this woman is just too beautiful. Another key point is height. Fan Mingwei is at most 1.6 meters tall and short and chubby, while Fan Yao is estimated to be 1.7 meters, which is quite tall for a girl.
"You also think that my father and I are very different, don't you?" Fan Yao smiled heartily and said, "Every time I introduce it to others, they don't believe it. Some even ask in a low voice whether he is his biological father or his father. Where is dad."
Wang Leshan touched his nose, a little embarrassed to be exposed, but from Fan Yao's straightforward character, he was carved from the same mold as Fan Mingwei.
Fan Yao poured a glass of water for Wang Leshan and asked him to sit down. She probably knew that Wang Leshan was embarrassed and didn't know what to say, so she took the initiative and said: "Mr. Wang, I am currently working on a magazine about food. , I heard my dad talk about the ingredients on your farm, and I tasted them, and they tasted great. So I was thinking of doing an exclusive interview with you, is it inconvenient for you?"
"Exclusive interview?" Wang Leshan was a little surprised by this, scratched his head and said, "To be honest, I don't understand it very well."
Fan Yao smiled and said: "Don't worry, Mr. Wang, it's very simple. It's just me asking you questions. The most I can do is take photos of your ingredients. If it's convenient, it's best to go to your farm." I’ll take some photos while using local materials.”
"That's no problem."
Wang Leshan didn't think too much about whether the exclusive interview was of any benefit. This was Fan Mingwei's daughter and it was an easy thing. Wang Leshan was naturally willing to help. After nodding, he smiled and said: "Well, you should call me Leshan or Shanzi, Mr. Wang’s stuff is not suitable for a farmer like me.”
Fan Yao laughed and said a little mischievously: "That's not okay. You are my father's Leshan brother. If I want to call you Leshan or Shanzi, you will be the same generation as my father. Well, it's true to call you Mr. Wang. If you look too raw, I'd better call you Uncle Leshan or Uncle Shanzi."
"ah?"
Wang Leshan immediately waved his hands. Fan Yao was at least five years older than him, which was a huge advantage.
Seeing this, Fan Yao laughed loudly, and the more she saw Wang Leshan waving his hands, the happier he became.
"Uncle Leshan, the first question is, what is your dream?... I'm teasing you, the first question is why did you choose farming in the first place?"
"I don't have any choice. It's not because of my leisurely and elegant pastoral feelings. It's mainly because I have no other good choices besides farming... Well, can you not call me uncle?"
"What do you call me if you don't call me uncle?"
"Why don't you call me Mr. Wang..."
"Okay, uncle."
“…”
"Uncle, how is your farming method different from others... If it involves any business secrets, you don't have to answer this question."
"Actually, there are no special business secrets. Perhaps the biggest difference is the soil and moisture. The soil is a relatively special method of cultivating the land, and the water supply is spring water from mountain streams. Of course, part of it is related to the seeds. I am Some of the seeds are selected and cultivated more scientifically, and the management needs to be relatively scientific."
"I have tasted the taste of white radish and corn. It tastes very good. It is very different from what is currently on the market. Is this because most of the vegetables on the market are out-of-season vegetables grown in greenhouses and fertilized with pesticides? What are the reasons? Uncle, are the crops you produce there pure natural green vegetables without pesticides?"
…
The magazine created by Fan Yao naturally has its own theme. The most important one is about pure natural green food. It is also relatively guiding when asking questions. This saves a lot of trouble for Wang Leshan. As for "Uncle" With this title, Wang Leshan obviously felt that he was powerless, so he allowed Fan Yao to make trouble.
"Hey, you two, I'm not disturbing you, right?"
Fan Mingwei pushed open the door, looked inside and asked with a smile.
Fan Yao threw a big banquet to Fan Mingwei and said, "If you are afraid of disturbing us, why don't you knock on the door!"
Wang Leshan was speechless towards the father and daughter, pretending not to understand anything.
Of course Fan Mingwei knew about the interview and asked: "How was the interview?"
Fan Yao said: "That's almost it. The main thing is to collect materials and take pictures."
Hearing this, Fan Mingwei opened the door completely and said to the door, "Bring it in," and then four people came in with a tray each. There was a dish on each tray, all brought by Wang Leshan. The fish that came was for the main course.
The dish was brought to Fan Yao, who had already stood up with a surprised look on her face, because as soon as the dish came in, a wonderful fragrance filled the entire office.
The four people in the kitchen put down the dishes and were kicked out by Fan Mingwei. They all ran out of the office as if they were in a hurry to reincarnate. Of course, they were going to the kitchen to eat the extra fish. They were greedy all the way. Ah, my mouth is drooling!
"Wow, this fish smells so good, and it looks so good."
"That's right, it doesn't matter whose craftsmanship it is."
"Come on, I don't know what you are like. I can't make you look like this and smell like this."
"Editor-in-chief Fan Damei, after all, your father is a famous chef in the Yangtze River Delta..."
"That can't be done."
"They say daughters are daddy's little cotton-padded jackets. Why don't you even give me the warmth of a shirt, and you keep pouring cold water on me?"
"The original saying is that a daughter is her mother's caring little cotton-padded jacket, right, Chef Fan?"
Fan Mingwei and Fan Yao quarreled, and carefully wiped the chopsticks and handed them to Fan Yao and Wang Leshan. Then they took a pair and shook their heads and said they were not warm while picking up the fish.
“Wait a minute, we haven’t taken a picture yet!”
Fan Yao took the SLR placed beside him to take a close-up of all aspects of the plates of fish before allowing them to eat.
Fan Mingwei laughed and said: "I used to wash my hands before eating, but now I take pictures before eating. At first, I didn't know if there was any function in this smartphone to detect poisons!"
The bickering between the father and daughter quickly subsided after they tasted the fish. It was simply because the fish was so tender and plump that it was so delicious that they couldn't stop eating. Besides eating, their mouths had no time to do anything else. Wow, I can't even squeeze out a word of praise at this moment, which shows how delicious this fish is.
Wang Leshan also tasted some. Undoubtedly, Fan Mingwei's cooking skills made the already delicious fish even more delicious.
"Almost forgot about this."
Wang Leshan took out the wine bottle he had brought with him. Wang Leshan went to a liquor store in town yesterday to find this wine bottle. The appearance looked reasonable, at least it was much prettier than the kettle. He He opened the jug and said, "Brother Fan, come on, have a taste of this wine."
As soon as the wine pot is opened, the house is filled with fragrance.
(End of chapter)