When Yu Fei finished his boxing, Qian Wanguan came out with two bowls of porridge and placed them on the stone table in the yard, and then the old housekeeper came out with a plate.

"This is the spicy radish I pickled. It is best eaten when eating porridge. Eat a diced radish, chew it twice and then eat it with a meal of porridge. It doesn't matter if you have bird's nest or abalone!"

The butler put the plate on the table and said with a smile to Yu Fei and Qian Wanguan that the porridge had changed a long time ago. The millet porridge that was promised has turned into eight-treasure porridge.

"Uncle, do you usually eat this?"

Qian Wanguan asked in surprise. To be honest, for Qian Wanguan, who was happy with nothing but meat, he had only seen the configuration of a bowl of porridge and a plate of pickles in books.

"As people get older, their sense of taste becomes less sensitive, and they don't feel the same when eating other foods. Instead, they like this salty and spicy pickled radish. After eating it for a lifetime, it's not enough!"

The butler smiled and said that the butler is actually not young. He looks very strong because he can clean up pretty well, but he is actually close to sixty years old.

"My dad has already said that if you are willing to go back home and live in retirement, he will still pay you wages."

Qian Waguan said with some distress.

"I've been with your father all my life, and I've been serving people all my life. I'm still not used to being treated like this when I go back."

The housekeeper stood by and said with a relieved smile.

"Click, click, click...suck..."

Yu Fei took a piece of spicy radish and put it into his mouth. After chewing it, he took a sip of porridge.

Yu Fei immediately raised his eyebrows, raised his head and looked at the housekeeper with a smile.

“It’s delicious and delicious. These pickles are not simple. They actually taste better than the food in a five-star hotel!”

Yu Fei finished eating, thought about it for a while, and then said with emotion.

"As long as you like it. This is not a dish that will be served on the table, but the chef hasn't come yet, so I can only use this to let you make do with it!"

When the housekeeper heard Yu Fei's praise, he immediately became very happy, just like a parent who hears someone else praising their child.

"Why can't this dish be on the table? This is a must-have partner for breakfast! I know you always regard Brother Qian as your own child, but the last thing you can do is to spoil your child. From now on, the only porridge you make will be millet porridge, and the only dish will be this pickled porridge.

Carrots, let him eat this in the morning, it will reduce fat and be healthy!"

Yu Fei finished his praise and made suggestions. In fact, the scene in the kitchen just now made Yu Fei feel as if he had gone to school for a while and returned home from the Friday holiday. The situation in his own kitchen was like how his mother spoiled him.

Happiness is happiness, but my age is different and I can't bear it anymore.

"You're right, I just feel a bit intolerable. The young master has never suffered like this since he was a child!"

The butler nodded and said.

"If you want him to be as good as you when he reaches your age, you should be cruel!"

Yu Fei can also understand the other party's thoughts.

In fact, Yu Fei saw that the relationship between the housekeeper and the Qian family was very subtle. The housekeeper should be considered an old man in the Qian family, with high prestige and considerable qualifications.

Therefore, Qian Wanguan calls the other party uncle, and the other party calls him young master Qian Wanguan. Each calls him his own name. They do not overstep each other but are close to each other. There is respect for each other as a superior and subordinate, and there is also a touch of warmth between relatives.

This is probably the best way to get along, and Yu Fei is actually quite envious of it.

"Okay, then I will be more cruel in the future and nag the young master more. If he is not willing to listen, I will also say that if he drives me away, then I will really leave!"

The housekeeper said with a smile.

"Uncle, of course I know that you are all for my own good and care about me from the bottom of your heart. In fact, you are the elder, but you have always

Stick to your principles, otherwise you will watch me grow up, and I will watch you grow old. We have actually been a family for a long time. If you think there is something wrong with me, then rest assured, I have clearly divided my money, so I can tell you!

"

Qian Waguan said hurriedly, he is actually very thorough in his heart and his brain is definitely good. Of course, although he is a businessman, he does not put all interests first, but also values ​​human touch. This is why he and Yu Fei can

The reason why we became close friends

The reason why the two met was that Qian Wagguan took the initiative to take out the jade ornaments and gave them to Yu Fei's goddaughter, whom he had never met a few times. This was also the first time the two met.

"Hahaha, then I will nag you more and be crueler from now on."

The housekeeper nodded happily, looking very pleased.

"Uncle, now that we've talked about it today, don't be polite. There's still porridge, scoop out a bowl and drink some with the radish?"

Qian Wagguan said while the iron was hot.

"Okay, I'll do it myself!"

The housekeeper nodded, fearing that Qian Wagguan might be gone, so he walked towards the kitchen and said.

"This radish is really good, try it, click, click, click, click..."

Yu Fei said to Qian Wanguan, then he picked one up and put it in his mouth.

"good!"

Qian Waguan also followed the order told by the housekeeper, picked up a spicy radish and chewed it in his mouth. After smashing it, he took a sip of porridge. He suddenly felt that his weak body seemed to have been injected with some strength in an instant, and his whole body was full of energy.

A lot.

Three people, one pot of porridge and one plate of pickles, all had a very happy and satisfying breakfast.

After drinking two bowls of porridge, Qian Wagguan seemed to have regained a lot of vitality, and the soles of his feet were no longer so weak when he stood up.

Yu Fei also felt very comfortable and thought this was a healthy breakfast. It was said to be pickled vegetables, but it had only been pickled for a few days, so no carcinogens were formed, so it was actually very healthy to eat it this way.

After Qian Wagguan finished eating, he made a recliner and lay down in the yard, intending to recover his strength. However, he didn't lie there for long when the doctor he paid a high price for came.

"Master, it's time to take medicine!"

The other party took today's dose of medicine, walked to Qian Wanguan's side who was lying with his eyes narrowed, and reminded him in a low voice.

Hearing this, Qian Wagguan, who had almost fallen asleep in a daze, trembled all over, woke up, and turned to look at the doctor standing beside him with a suspicious look on his face.

The moment the other party said those words, a famous scene appeared in Qian Waguan's mind.

This famous scene is in Water Margin. The seriously ill Wu Dalang was lying on the bed. Pan Jinlian came over with a bowl of medicine and said softly: "Da Lang, it's time to take the medicine!"

"Do you know Ximen Qing?"

Qian Wanguan blinked and asked.

“@￥%……”

The male doctor showed an awkward yet polite smile.

…

Scar didn't come back for a few days, but Yu Fei had finished his own affairs, so Yu Fei had nothing to do anyway. He practiced until noon, ate something casually, and drove his new supercar. Countless people only heard about it, but they didn't

The never-before-seen Bugatti Veyron hits the streets.

To be honest, this car is indeed domineering. As soon as Yu Fei drove it on the road, it attracted countless eyes along the way. Some ordinary luxury car owners couldn't help but look sideways. It is true that their multi-million dollar luxury car met someone like Yu Fei.

With tens of millions of dollars in luxury cars, they suddenly felt like they had become poor again.

Yu Fei was driving a luxury car costing tens of millions on the road. It was obviously the rush hour for commuting at noon, but he didn't feel it.

Because other vehicles will avoid him when they see him from a distance. Unless the car in front is really unavoidable, the cars on the left, right and behind will all avoid him.

They all kept a distance from him, fearing that if they accidentally bumped into Yu Fei's car, they would have to eat chaffy vegetables for half their lives.

Along the way, Yu Fei earned enough attention and vanity, and finally arrived at the Qian family's high-end production base.

When Yu Fei walked into the hall again, he saw Scar from a distance. Scar was lying on the operating table with an unkempt appearance. He was using a small hammer to repeatedly hit a piece of metal. He was very serious. The man beside him

Master Suo stared at Scar with a satisfied expression, somewhat like a father looking at his son.

Yu Fei walked over and walked behind the two people. Neither of them noticed that one was concentrating on banging the metal, and the other was watching intently on the side, looking for an opportunity to give some advice.

Maybe he was too focused on the matter, or maybe it was because there were so many people here. Scar was used to this kind of situation these days, so he didn't pay much attention to it. The most important thing was that Yu Fei was not hostile.

Yu Fei saw that Scar was beating a round piece of metal into a polygon. At this moment, the small metal ball that looked like a bead was densely packed with small planes. It was very even and each surface would reflect light.

, it already looks very beautiful.

On a small plate next to it, there are already dozens of beads that have been hammered in this way. This kind of irregular feeling created by manual forging is indeed much more soulful than those mass-produced by machines.

Yu Fei also saw that in the corner of the operating table, a crown was 70% completed. It seemed that the main body was completed.

It's just that the decoration on this traditional crown is very particular. Every small part can be removed to make a separate ornament. Therefore, a crown is equivalent to the integration of dozens or hundreds of small ornaments, which requires complex processes.

, the production costs required are very huge.

Yu Fei looked at it for a while and felt that he could do it. Scar seemed to be very proficient. After all, a master's control over his own body and strength had reached a perverted level. Master Suo's

It's something that I've been pondering all my life, and maybe Scar has learned it like it is in the past few days.

Yu Fei sat aside and lit a cigarette. Scar finished hammering the metal and raised his head to look at Master Suo.

"It's perfect. No flaws or flaws can be found. To be honest, you are the most talented person I have ever seen. It would be great if you were willing to inherit my mantle!"

Master Suo immediately answered Scar's questioning look, and then continued to speak regretfully. This was also what he said the most in the past few days.

"Hey, would you two have a cigarette?"

Yu Fei saw Scar's troubled look and immediately opened his mouth to help Scar out.

The two people's attention was immediately attracted by Yu Fei. After all, they had finished their work, and they could no longer ignore Yu Fei's voice.

"It just so happens that I haven't been out since I've been so busy these past few days. I've run out of cigarettes for a long time."

Scar hurriedly came over and snatched the remaining half of the pack of cigarettes from Yu Fei's hand. He handed one to Master Suo, put one in his mouth, and stuffed the rest into his pocket.

.

"I have never seen you like this. I should have secretly taken some photos just now. When you finish giving the gift another day, I will show it to Miss Jin to let her know how valuable this gift you gave is.

Lightness and affection are more important."

Yu Fei said with emotion when he saw Scar's hair was like a chicken coop, his expression was a little dull, and his clothes were dirty.

"No, just show her the best of me!"

Scar hurriedly stopped him. He was a straight man, and he wanted everything to be the best anyway. Sensation had little to do with him, and he wouldn't do it.

"You are wrong, you are the best you at this moment!"
Chapter completed!