at the same time.

Gao Shanwen and the middle-aged man have returned to the hotel.

"Master Gao Shan..."

"Are you going to compete with that pastry king tomorrow?"

Looking at Gao Shanwen beside him, the middle-aged man asked.

"Ah."

Gao Shanwen simply responded when he heard the words.

"Then... is there anything I can do for you?"

"Like meat...or noodles."

"Although Mito Meat is a Japanese company, we also have a little strength in China."

"I can also provide you with some ingredients!"

Hearing Gao Shanwen's response, the middle-aged man asked quickly.

As the leader of the Japanese beef industry, Mito Meat is naturally not willing to keep its one-acre three-point field all the time.

They have always been jealous of the Chinese meat market.

In the past few years, they have been trying to enter the Chinese market.

However, due to the local meat market and various reasons, Mito Meat can't make much of a splash in the Chinese market.

Huge Chinese ingredients, there is only one stall in Shanghai.

Although the middle-aged man and Gao Shanwen are now on the side of Shu.

But as long as Gao Shanwen needs it, he will prepare the ingredients Gao Shanwen wants at all costs.

"Ingredients?"

Hearing the middle-aged man's question, Gao Shanwen suddenly thought about it.

Thinking about what kind of bao (baozi) I will make tomorrow is better.

"If it were you, what kind of bun () would you like to eat?"

Gao Shanwen turned his head to look at the middle-aged man, and asked.

"Bao () son..."

"In my mind, the only things that impress me are soup dumplings and steamed buns."

When the middle-aged man heard the words, he quickly said the two kinds of buns that impressed him the most.

"Xiaolongbao and soup dumplings?"

Listening to the middle-aged man's answer, Gao Shanwen narrowed his eyes slightly.

Bao (), formerly known as steamed buns.

It is a kind of food fermented and steamed from flour. It is round and raised with stuffing inside.

In the north, those without fillings are called steamed buns, and those with fillings are called steamed buns.

In the south, steamed buns with or without stuffing are collectively referred to as steamed buns.

But as time went by, the name of the two became clearer.

The content of Gao Shanwen and Luo Xiu's competition this time is called buns.

That is the stuffed kind.

Although steamed buns and steamed buns are now very different.

But in the eyes of the Poirot family.

Bao () and steamed buns are one!

Therefore, for Luo Xiu, whether it is steamed buns or steamed buns, they are all his specialties!

"Master Gaoshan, do you need me to do something?"

At this time, the middle-aged man came to Gao Shanwen's side and asked quickly.

"pork!"

"Can you get live pigs?"

Listening to the middle-aged man's inquiry, Gao Shanwen asked back.

"Live... live pig?"

"I don't know which breed of live pigs you need?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man asked again.

If it was an ordinary live pig, then he would be able to get it easily.

But if Gao Shanwen needs a famous pig, he will have to spend more effort.

"Jinhua pig."

Gao Shanwen directly stated the ingredients he needed.

"Jinhua pig?"

"I understand!"

When the middle-aged man heard this, he nodded his head immediately.

Then, under Gao Shanwen's gaze, he took out his cell phone and called his assistant.

Obviously, he was helping Gao Shanwen prepare the ingredients.

Jinhua pig.

Also known as Jinhua Two-headed Black or Yiwu Two-headed Black, it is one of the famous excellent pig breeds.

Jinhua pigs have excellent performances such as early maturation, good meat quality, and high reproductive rate, and the famous "Jinhua ham" is well-known both at home and abroad.

Watching the middle-aged man's movements, Gao Shanwen sat on a chair, thinking about what buns to make tomorrow.

Just when Gao Shanwen and the middle-aged man were busy with their own affairs.

There was a knock on the door.

Hearing the knock on the door, the middle-aged man hurriedly opened the door to take a look.

I saw Mr. Lin standing at the door with a serious expression.

"How did you come?"

Looking at Mr. Lin in front of him, the middle-aged man asked directly.

"I'm here this time... to see what ingredients you need."

"As long as there are ingredients available in China, I can find them for you!"

Mr. Lin took a deep breath and said confidently.

If ordinary people, certainly do not have such confidence.

But as the son-in-law of the pastry king and a member of the Sichuan Cuisine Association, he naturally has the confidence to say such words.

"Our ingredients don't need you..."

Looking at Mr. Lin with a confident expression, the middle-aged man said hastily.

But before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Gao Shanwen on the side.

"Since you are so confident."

"Then help me prepare a live pig tomorrow."

Gao Shanwen spoke directly.

"Master Gaoshan!"

Hearing Gao Shanwen's words, the middle-aged man turned his head in disbelief.

He doesn't understand at the moment.

Why did I agree to prepare live pigs for Gao Shanwen?

And why did Gao Shanwen ask Mr. Lin to prepare?

Isn't he afraid of what Mr. Lin will do to that pig?

"Live pig?"

"no problem."

"I just don't know what kind of live pig Mr. Gao Shan needs?"

Mr. Lin asked Gao Shanwen.

"Qinghai Bamei Pig."

Under the gaze of the middle-aged man, Gao Shanwen once again said the pig product he wanted.

"Qinghai Bamei pig?"

"I understand."

"Is there anything else you need?"

Hearing this, Mr. Lin nodded his head, kept the breed of pig firmly in his mind, and continued to ask.

"Gone."

Gao Shanwen shook his head.

"Then when do you need it?"

"Tonight? Or tomorrow morning for the competition?"

As Mr. Lin asked, he kept looking at Gao Shanwen over and over again, as if he was comparing something.

"tomorrow morning."

Gao Shanwen said directly.

"Ok."

"Mr. Gao Shan..."

"I actually have a few questions I want to ask you."

At this time, Mr. Lin suddenly walked up to Gao Shanwen and said softly.

"what is the problem?"

Sensing Mr. Lin's gaze, Gao Shanwen asked back.

"Excuse me, are you Chinese?"

Mr. Lin took a deep breath and asked what was on his mind.

obviously.

After seeing the portrait on the roster, and now seeing Gao Shanwen's face, he has already confirmed one thing thoroughly, that is, the person on the portrait is Gao Shanwen!

therefore.

He is very curious about Gao Shanwen's age and why he can live for more than 100 years!

"of course."

Gao Shanwen responded directly.

"In that case, your real surname should be Gao, right?"

Listening to Gao Shanwen's answer, Mr. Lin asked again.

"Yes."

Gao Shanwen nodded his head and responded.

"Then why do you look exactly like the portrait on the register?"

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