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   He seems to be the same way.

  Many of the children of their old Ming family value love and righteousness, including those who are close relatives, and there are very few gossip news, and many of them are consistent.

   These are probably thanks to the influence of the ancestors. I hope that these grandchildren can continue to maintain it.

"Hey, it\'s good to know your own affairs well. You are all grown-ups. I can\'t say anything, and I can\'t interfere too much... Our Ming family has expanded a lot of industries over the years. You have to come back to help, otherwise the old man will be in trouble." It also feels exhausting…”

   "Well, I see."

  Ming Qi Sen replied.

  …

  Shen Tinglan and Ming Qianye quickly set off from Canglan and rushed over to the Ming Mansion.

  It was twelve o\'clock when we arrived at Mingfu.

   Time is running out.

  A sumptuous lunch is being prepared in the kitchen of Ming Mansion.

   At this time, several dishes were already placed on the temperature-controlled table in the restaurant, all of which Ming Qianye liked to eat.

  In the spacious and tidy kitchen.

  Ming Qisen is wearing an apron, making sauce...

   It can be seen that Ming Qisen is very skilled in the rhythmic voice.

  The old man was shocked when he saw it!

   There are a few good dishes on the side.

   Braised fish in soy sauce, and braised prawns in oil...

   It smells full of fragrance, full of color and fragrance!

  The old man was standing aside and peeling garlic, he couldn\'t help swallowing...

   Seeing his son busy, he suddenly said, "Asen, when will you cook again? From my impression, you can\'t cook..."

  When the old man asked such a question, Ming Qisen only took a look at him, and the next moment, he was still handling the scallion oil gracefully.

  He plans to make a scallion chicken for the old man.

"I haven\'t learned too many skills in these years. Cooking is a skill. The boss I was with before liked our Chinese food. It was because of this skill that I was not satisfactory. He caught his eye and got close to me. "

  Ming Qi Sen said it very easily and simply, but the old man knew in his heart that it is not an easy task to be trusted by the other party, especially those people who are so vigilant and have such strong anti-reconnaissance capabilities.

  However, the old man was very happy when he heard the news, and immediately smiled and said—

"That\'s just right, you can cook now, let the children come back to eat more in the future, you cook! Tinglan and Qianye\'s cooking skills are the same, that\'s all, I don\'t know much about it, our old man The Ming family also has culinary skills that they can handle."

  The movements of the old man\'s hands are quite quick.

  Ming Qi Sen listened, hesitated for a moment, then looked at the old man again, and suddenly felt that his old father didn\'t seem to be polite to him, but rather let him work...

  He seemed to find that the old man seemed much more cheerful than before?

   "What are you doing, a smell of green onions..."

   "Scallion Chicken...It\'s always white-cut chicken. It may be a bit greasy. There are many ways to eat chicken, and I will enjoy it for you slowly in the future."

  Ming Qisen\'s culinary skills are very good. He even went to learn them on purpose at the beginning, and he has studied them a lot these years. He really enjoys the spiritual enjoyment brought by cooking, which is also one of his hobbies.

  Ming Qisen doesn\'t have many hobbies, but he can study almost every hobby thoroughly.

  In addition to cooking skills, there are also computers, and martial arts...

   I\'ve been lurking in that circle all these years, without any skills, it\'s really not good.

   "Okay, remember to keep the legs, we all like to eat chicken legs..."

  The old man said unceremoniously.

  Ming Qi Sen: …

  But he couldn\'t say anything, he was still busy with his work gracefully.

   Soon, there was movement outside, and the voice of the servant greeting was faintly heard—

   "Miss, uncle, you are back!"

   "Well, help me bring things in, just put them in the warehouse. Where is Grandpa..."

  Ming Qianye was holding two hands full of presents in both hands, and Tang Feng and the bodyguards behind him also took a lot of things, filling up the table beside them.

   "The old man and Brother Sen are both in the kitchen! They said they want to cook by themselves..."

   It was Ming Rong who spoke.

   "Uncle Rong..."

  Ming Qianye called out in a daze, then subconsciously looked in the direction of the kitchen.

   After a while, Ming Qianye said quietly, "When will my grandfather cook again?"

   "Haha, the old man doesn\'t know how to do it very well, but Brother Sen knows it! Brother Sen\'s cooking skills are top-notch. I wanted to tell you and uncle yesterday, but knowing that you are still in the hospital, I was afraid to disturb you..."

   "It\'s okay, it\'s not too late... well, is it right for me to go in now?"

  Ming Qianye\'s starry eyes condensed some complexity, with a trace of caution, he looked at Ming Rong, and then at Shen Tinglan.

  Shen Tinglan smiled lightly, "It\'s okay, let\'s go in..."

   That tone was naturally full of encouragement.

   "Go in, miss... Brother Sen also really wants to see you, but... well, I guess he is a little nervous... He has always been relatively quiet and not good at expressing, so..."

  Ming Rong knew Ming Qisen quite well.

  Ming Qianye listened, then took a deep breath, glanced at Shen Tinglan, "Then I... go in and have a look..."

  Shen Tinglan nodded slightly.

  Ming Qianye then walked towards the kitchen.

   This short distance of a few steps, Ming Qianye also felt that it was quite slow.

   Finally reached the door of the kitchen, and soon heard the old man\'s voice from inside—

"Well, this one smells delicious, not inferior to those big hotels... The best scallion chicken I have ever eaten is from Nanchuan Hotel, where almost all top chefs come from, and many of them are hand-crafted. Everyone at the state banquet... your feeling is not inferior..."

  When the old man smelled that fragrance, the glutton in his mouth almost couldn\'t stand it anymore.

   "Shall I give you a leg first?"

  Ming Qi Sen saw the old man\'s gluttony, so he handed him a chicken leg.

  The old man swallowed his saliva, but still tried his best to restrain himself, and said seriously, "It\'s okay, let\'s eat later."

  Ming Qisen didn\'t insist either, and put the chicken legs back on the plate.

  Ming Qianye saw all this scene, and Ming Qisen\'s handsome face could be seen very clearly at this moment, his demeanor sounded luxurious and elegant...

   It looks a bit like her father, and the outline seems to be somewhat similar to her. Ming Qianye\'s inner cognition seems to accept him at once...

  He is quite handsome, and looks elegant and cool, like a nobleman.

   Well, this one looks more like her father than Chen Zhiwen...

  It\'s a bit of the temperament of a senior...

  Ming Qianye thought to himself, subconsciously picked his nose...

  (end of this chapter)