I'm really not a scumbag

Lin Fang ignored the look in the other party's "wrong payment after all" and tried to leave Wu Qingsong's office.

"Wu Lu, I invite you to the noon cafeteria, don't forget to come."

"Not coming!"

"Are you sure you won't come? Father Peng said he would cook a good table personally. If you don't come, I will let him cook less."

"Leave me a place! Take your internship report!"

The corner of Lin Fang's mouth curled slightly, and he stood in front of the office with the signed internship report, and stretched hard.

My internship career is over!

A new life, I am coming!

In his last life, Lin Fang didn't think about tossing, nor dared to toss. He lived for thirty years, but he didn't even taste what a woman was like.

Now that the entire world has traveled through and experienced so many things, Lin Fang almost figured it out.

Life is the word toss.

Lin Fang sat opposite Gu Pengfei, holding the back of his head with both hands, leaning back tactically, and leaning back with his feet, so that the office chair temporarily acted as a rocking chair, especially relaxing.

Seeing Lin Fang's relaxed and comfortable appearance, Gu Pengfei was half jealous, and half concerned and asked: "Brother Lin, the law firm is too busy with so many cases. Didn't Wu Lu assign you a new task? Free!"

"what?"

Lin Fang hooked the desk, slightly hard, and the tilted chair returned to the ground. He picked up the internship report on the desk and shook it, saying, "I have finished my internship, and I can't take any new cases."

Gu Pengfei raised his eyebrows, stood up a bit, and said dissatisfied: "What the hell is Lao Wu? He can't even look down on you as an excellent intern? No, you sit first, I'll find he goes!"

"Don't! Don't!"

Lin Fang hurriedly stopped Gu Pengfei who was filled with righteous indignation. Wu Qingsong was worried that he had no reason to keep him. If Gu Peng was really allowed to fly in and make a fuss, this old guy would use the friendship of friends to keep Lin Fang, he would be embarrassed. Don't sell Gu Pengfei a bit of face.

"cough!"

Lin Fang coughed lightly and explained, "Gu brother, am I not going to study for graduate school? With this internship report in hand, I can apply for early graduation, and by the way, it’s always good to be able to learn more. of."

Gu Pengfei opened his mouth, really can't say that graduate school is useless.

It’s only after years of tumbling in the society to know that, maybe the experience and lessons of the past few years in society can’t be worth the accumulated knowledge of one year in school.

If it weren't for the marriage, and his wife is too prodigal to stop making money, Gu Pengfei would like to leave production and school for a few more years, so that he has the opportunity to go further.

"In this case……"

Gu Pengfei patted Lin Fang on the shoulder, and said, "Then I wish you success in your studies and a bright future. I must have a good drink with you at noon!"

Lin Fang smiled and said, "I'm fine, I just don't know what Wu Lu will think of you."

Gu Pengfei wanted to pat his chest to pretend to be forced, but after thinking about Wu Qingsong's virtues, he did not dare to praise Haikou after all.

I'm afraid of my wife at home and my work unit is afraid of leaders. Even if I drive a car on the road, I'm afraid that I can't afford it if I accidentally hit someone else.

When people reach middle age, they are hard pressed.

Gu Pengfei sighed and said, "Well, if it doesn't work, I'll replace the wine with a drink, and fill it with water, right?"

Lin Fang smiled and nodded, without reminding Gu Pengfei. At noon today, Mr. Peng was going to make a real meal by himself.

A Sichuan cuisine master with an orderly heritage is full of firepower to cook by himself. That scene is exciting to think about.

When Lin Fang thought about it, he couldn't sit still. He said to Gu Pengfei: "Gu Pengfei, you are busy, I won't stimulate you anymore, I'll go out for a while.

"Let's go, let's go, annoying!"

Gu Pengfei glanced sideways at Lin Fang and raised his hand to spur the people.

Lin Fang smiled happily and reminded: "Come directly to the cafeteria at noon, I won't come to invite you anymore."

"Got it, long-winded!"

When Lin Fang left the office and walked to the front desk, the three front desk ladies were still talking about his gossip.

Lin Fang didn't hear the previous content, but he heard it clearly now.

"Hey, look, this message is interesting. He is questioning that Xiaolin is not worthy of Meng Zuer. The reasons cited are always funny. He said: This product is short, ugly, and poor. Is it blind?"

"Uh...Where is this message funny?"

"Hey! Why are you in a hurry? Look down! Did you see this rebuttal message? This person said: I'm sorry, this short, ugly, poor in your mouth was secretly photographed with Longxia Group not long ago. The female president has a tryst by the river. I wonder, you said, a person is short, ugly and poor, and so many beautiful girls like him. Why is that?

Hahahaha...

The climax is coming!You then read the following message: live well!Hahahaha... You said, is Xiaolin really alive?Hahahahaha... hiccup... Kobayashi, you... didn't you hear anything?"

Qi Muyao and Tian Xin quickly dispersed, one pretending to be answering the phone and the other pretending to be sorting out documents, and at the same time showed a completely unfamiliar expression with Li Xiaofei, completely ignoring her cry for help.

Li Xiaofei looked at Lin Fang with a guilty conscience, almost shrinking into a quail.

She usually dares to stun anyone who is not afraid of the sky or the earth, but she has never encountered such an unreasonable time.

People who talked about people behind their backs were caught upright, the key is that Lin Fang would invite them to dinner at noon.

Add up, Li Xiaofei is not an ordinary guilty conscience.

Lin Fang piled up a fake smile and said, "What do you think?"

Li Xiaofei clapped his hands, pretending to be relaxed and said: "Ha! I know you didn't hear it, it's okay, it's okay, we didn't talk about you, talk gossip!"

Damn it?

Can you talk nonsense like this?

I want to write you a suit!

learned!

Lin Fang gave Li Xiaofei a thumbs up, feeling that his useless knowledge had increased.

This skill is also useful for girls.

If a man uses it, Lin Fang feels very likely to be beaten.

He waved at the three front desk ladies and said: "You guys continue to talk, I will go to the cafeteria to see the dishes."

After Lin Fang left, the three front desk ladies gathered again.

"Quick, quick, keep reading the comments!"

"Look at your size, you two traitors! What were you two doing when Xiao Lin just came over? There was no loyalty at all!"

"Sister Xiaofei, it's wrong, I just helped you distract Xiaolin. Didn't you find that he looked at me so many times? How else could he smile at you?"

Li Xiaofei tilted his head and stared at Qi Muyao, then glanced at her chest, and suddenly said: "I said you answer the phone and shake it up and down. I didn't pay attention. Your coat is so soft and shakes. Eight clicks! You are a bit foul!"

Tian Xin glanced at Qi Muyao’s chest a little jealously, and deliberately said: “It’s useless to foul again. See Xia Xue in the front and Meng Zuer in the back. Group presidents and national stars. Where is our little front desk? Can a clerk compare to it? Go wash and sleep!"

Li Xiaofei shook his head and said, "That's not necessarily! We don't have a chance, Yaoyao has it! You see, how often she shakes? No wonder it's called Yaoyao! Besides, men chase women, while women chase men, Interlayer yarn. As long as the tea art is performed well, no man will run away! In one sentence, the bitch is over!"

Tian Xin: "..."

Why didn't I find out before that you are not only the queen of the nightclub, but also the master of tea art?

The case complained, and Tian Xin deliberately said: "There are so many tea art performances on the micro-view, do you follow?"

Li Xiaofei shook his head again, and sneered: "The performance above is too superficial and artificial! I tell you that the real tea art is only three words: low clothes! Petite, admiration, low profile.

In fact, it's just an idiom, low and low.As long as this step can be achieved, the tea art can be accomplished and invincible!"

Damn it?

Tian Xin looked at Li Xiaofei in surprise, and could not help but re-examined him.

No wonder they used to go to night clubs together, and the little handsome guys who both fell in love with at the same time eventually chose to go out with Li Xiaofei instead of themselves.

What made her even more puzzled was that the handsome guy she thought was good would always be pushed by others when meeting each other.

On the contrary, it was Li Xiaofei, who always had a high rate of returning to bed, and was able to make appointments to each other again.

Co-author, the crux of the problem lies here, because my tea art is too bad!

Just when Li Xiaofei started the class and taught the tea art course generously, Lin Fang returned to the cafeteria and greeted Peng Zilin at the door of the back kitchen: "Master, are you busy? Can I take a look?"

"Ho!"

Seeing Lin Fang leaning on the door frame and wanting to look embarrassed, Peng Zilin almost threw the kitchen knife in his hand. He cursed: "If you want to see it, come and see. What does it look like? I'm afraid of you. You can learn what to do with just two eyes?

I can tell you that many of the things I'm going to make today are Kung Fu dishes, and it's useless if you read them ten times.I will teach you every step, and you will not be able to learn every ten or eight years!

Look at my ineffective apprentices. After teaching them for so many years, only one boiled cabbage is like that, peony fish fillet, snowflake chicken nao, casserole ya fish, chickpeas, daqian dried fish, steamed Jiang Tuan, none Can learn my ten success strengths.

If you can learn all my craftsmanship, I can laugh out loud under Jiuquan!I can be considered worthy of my master, and I have not insulted his old man's lintel!"

Come on!

You have said so, so I am sorry if I don't take a closer look!

Lin Fang simply walked in, ignoring the jealous and murderous glances of Peng's apprentices, standing in the best position next to him, looking at Peng Zilin preparing vegetables.

Peng Zilin didn’t know if he really didn’t mind, or he planned to use Lin Fang to stimulate his apprentices. He really didn’t reserve any reservations. He took every recipe, starting from the preparation of the dishes, to every detail. Speak clearly.

A word of truth is passed down from the family.

In Xichuan, there are countless people who know how to cook Sichuan cuisine, and there are not a few who can be called masters.

But Peng Zilin is different. His inheritance is orderly. His master hosted state banquets, and his master was an imperial cook in the Qing palace. Even his uncle was once a famous Sichuan cuisine chef in Dongxinglou in the Republic of China.

In his veins, many have exclusive treatment methods, and the Sichuan dishes made are especially special.

Lin Fang can also be regarded as eating many Sichuan-style specialties with Gu Pengfei, but when compared, he still remembers the dishes made by Mr. Peng.

This is the charm of his Sichuan cuisine.

Lin Fang stood in the back kitchen, like a catfish.

Normally, I didn't necessarily work hard. The chefs who had been numb by Old Peng scolded them all at once.

They all remembered the technique that he once ignored.

Even the helper who is only responsible for cutting vegetables is more attentive than usual.

Peng Zilin caught all this in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curled up slightly, always feeling relieved.

Of course he didn't believe that Lin Fang could see anything. As long as he could make his apprentice a little bit more attentive, even if he raised his level by 1%, the old man felt that his hard work was not in vain.

Thinking about it, Peng Zilin also felt a little sad. With so many good things handed down by Master, he didn't carelessly teach him, but this bunch of shabby critics just didn't have anyone who could learn everything.

Sometimes Peng Zilin is worried, wondering if he should take a stroll around the country to find a talented apprentice and pass on his mantle.

It's just that the times are different, and fewer and fewer children are willing to work hard.

Even if there are those who are willing to learn culinary skills, they are all learning skills such as Xinfang. No matter how talented children are, if they learn more of this kind of stuff, they are not willing to work hard to study culinary skills.

The most effort-consuming preparation is the first to prepare, and the easiest to prepare is the last.

Every outstanding chef is a natural master.

He will use the fewest steps to control several fires at the same time, and arrange a large table of dishes clearly.

Lin put it aside and looked at it, only to find a lot of gains.

The previous few times, after all, it was just unconscious observation, and it was purely an unexpected gain to be able to learn some of Peng Zilin's skills by chance.

This time, Lin Fang watched Peng Zilin's food preparation, the choice of different knives, the proportion of spices in the pot, the control of the fire temperature, and the seasoning of the pot.

After the whole set, Lin Fang could almost feel an experience bar beating in front of him.

Cooking +1!Cooking +1!Cooking upgrade!

When Peng Zilin put the last dish out of the pot, he pulled a clean towel and wiped his forehead carelessly, but he showed no signs of exhaustion.

Lin Fang couldn't help but stunned to himself, marveling at the old man's strength.

In a sense, the chef is a self-employed person, and the whole table of dishes, Mr. Peng actually did it all by himself, it is really amazing!

Although Lin Fang also noticed that the old man's hands were trembling slightly, and he was somewhat suspicion of supporting him, it would not reduce his admiration for the old man.

Peng Zilin's time was accurate, and it happened to be the agreed lunch time, and he prepared the last dish.

The most wonderful thing is that according to the cooking time of each dish, and even the best time for entry, he has also made clever planning, so that dozens of dishes are now on the table, dazzling, and I don’t know what to do. What to eat first.

Anyway, when the three front desk ladies saw a table full of good dishes, they screamed and took out their phones desperately to take pictures from all angles.

What to eat

First consecrate!

As a long-time glutton, Gu Pengfei has eaten all over Jincheng's law firm's top foodie, but even he has never seen so many well-known Sichuan dishes appearing on the dining table in the same room.

Especially when he knew that all the meals at this table were made by Mr. Peng, his eyeballs almost didn't fall to the ground.

This is a rare and famous scene, the old man has revealed his true ability!

Gu Pengfei couldn’t help holding Lin Fang and looked at him up and down for a long time before he said: "Brother, tell me the truth, what is the relationship between you and Mr. Peng? Even if it’s his own son, he wants to eat him. Every dish depends on the mood of the old man.

Such a big table, even if you say you are the closed disciple of the old man, I am not surprised.No, the closed disciples are not treated like this!Are you bowing your head to the old man?"

I am a big-headed ghost!

Lin Fang gave Gu Pengfei a sideways look, and was too lazy to explain to him the fact that he was a tool man.

Elder Peng was completely angry that his apprentice was not up to the point, and he sold Shi Xiaolu a face, and after Lin Fang's internship was over, he might not have much chance to come again in the future.

The multiple factors are added together, and the old man has shown his true ability with great effort.

Wu Qingsong, who finally appeared on the stage, saw a table of dishes. He was surprised only by the appearance. He smelled it a little, and his eyes moved unconsciously. He asked Lin Fang, "Xiaolin, you can do it! Is this table of dishes available? Isn't it the old man who made it by himself? It's enough to save face!"

Li Xiaofei rushed to answer: "Wu Lu, then you can underestimate Xiao Lin. This table of dishes is all made by Mr. Peng. Just now, Mr. Gu said that Xiao Lin is a closed disciple of Mr. Peng!"

"what?"

Wu Qingsong looked at Lin Fang in surprise and said, "Xiao Lin, you don't plan to sign a contract with the law firm. It turns out that you have a plan to change your career! Learning cooking with the old man is a way out, but I don't like you very much..."

Lin Fang: "..."

I thank you for your disapproval!

Lin Fang glanced at Li Xiaofei and Wu Qingsong, a little bit dumbfounded.

One of these two dare to say, the other dare to believe!

When did I say that I was not a lawyer to be a chef?

A lawyer who doesn't want to be a chef is not a good writer?

I fell!

"Ahem..."

Gu Pengfei awkwardly took the conversation and said, "Um...Xiao Fei, you might be offended. I didn't say that Xiaolin is the disciple of the old man Peng. I mean he has face and is better than the disciple. What... …Let’s stop chatting, or… Let’s eat first? I just heard Xiao Lin say that it tastes just right now. If you wait a little longer, some dishes will almost taste!"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Lin Fang. This is the true master today. Lin Fang has the final say when he starts eating.

Lin Fang smiled, looked at the three front desk ladies, and asked, "Are you still shooting?"

"Come on!"

"Brother Xiaolin is so sweet, thank you, don't shoot!"

"Why, brother Xiaolin, we will all miss you!"

Different from Wu Qingsong's desire to stay Lin Fang, Gu Pengfei, or the three front desk ladies, all know that Lin Fang has a better future, and of course he wants him to fly higher.

It's just that the three front desk ladies think differently from Gu Pengfei. They think a better future is...soft rice.