Love belongs to the mountains and seas, I don't belong to you

The green plum wine was brewed by my grandmother. When I was taking care of her burial last time, I saw there were still a few bottles in my hometown.

Worried that it would go bad if left there, Lin Cong brought it back.

Unexpectedly, green plum wine has its mission at this time.

Master Meng looked around, opened the lid and smelled the aroma, "This green plum wine is really good, how is it made?"

Lin Cong didn't say anything, just looked at Master Meng.

"Okay, okay, I'll teach you later." Master Meng said.

Lin Cong seized the opportunity and said, "Master Meng, there is something else I would like to ask you for help with."

Master Meng looked impatient, but when he saw the plum wine, he compromised and said, "What is it? Tell me."

"I just want to know Mr. Xiang's taste preferences."

After hearing this, Master Meng's brows relaxed. This was not a big deal. It was worth it in exchange for this green plum wine!

"That's easy, but you have to tell me how to brew this green plum wine." Master Meng also put forward conditions.

"Deal." Lin Cong said with a smile.

Before, Lin Cong heard from Xiang Shao that the best chef on the Qingshui River was indeed a good cook, but he had a bit of a strange temper.

But this chef cherishes all kinds of ingredients, especially those that are uncommon.

So, before Lin Cong came, he had brought some green plum wine. Grandma's skill in brewing green plum wine was unique, and she had relied on it to support her life and schooling.

"Mr. Xiang has a lighter taste, so you can just make lighter snacks," said Master Meng.

"Then will it have a softer texture when baked?" Lin Cong asked.

"Yes, Mr. Xiang likes the scent of osmanthus, you can put some."

"Osmanthus? Master Meng, do you have any osmanthus here?"

"Of course, I have a full range of ingredients here. Osmanthus cake with green plum wine is pretty good."

"Master Meng, can you give me some osmanthus flowers?" Lin Cong asked.

Master Meng finally realized that the man had been preparing for this for so long because he wanted to ask him for something.

Before Master Meng could speak, Lin Cong continued, "Thank you, Master Meng."

Then she picked up a pen and said, "Borrow it for me."

Then, he wrote down the recipe for green plum wine on a piece of paper. Lin Cong handed the recipe to Master Meng, "The green plums are from Tong Village. There are a lot of them in season, and they are delicious."

Master Meng sighed, "Alright, I'll bear the pain and let it go."

After saying that, he took out some osmanthus flowers and gave them to Lin Cong.

"Thank you, Master Meng. I won't bother you anymore."

Master Meng waved his hand, Lin Cong said "goodbye" and left.

However, this is far from over.

After returning home in the evening, Lin Cong began to try to make snacks, but failed.

She had almost used up all the osmanthus flowers.

So, the next day, Lin Cong found Master Meng again and changed the ingredients using the same recipe for pickled bamboo shoots made with honey.

This time, Lin Cong not only took away the osmanthus flowers, but also took away a bottle of bamboo juice.

After Lin Cong left, Master Meng told the manager that if Lin Cong came again, he should say he was not there.

If this continues, all the materials that I have worked so hard to save will be taken away.

The materials he had were not ordinary, they were all obtained with great effort.

Master Meng locked the door and called Mr. Xiang.

"A Xiang, when will you come back?" Master Meng asked.

"About the past two days, what happened?"

When Xiang Shao received the call from Master Meng, he was a little surprised. Master Meng rarely called people on his own initiative.

"Come back soon, or your wife will ask me to empty the kitchen!"

"Hmm? Lin Cong?"

"She wanted to make some snacks for your old lady Xiang, but ended up using my place as a shop for ingredients. I've already promised her that if she comes again, I won't open the door."

Xiang Shao couldn't help but smile, "Master Meng, don't worry, I will make up for what Lin Cong took later."

"I want the best!" Master Meng was waiting for Young Master Xiang to say this.

"it is good."

After hearing Mr. Xiang's answer, Master Meng hung up the phone with satisfaction.

Xiang Shao originally wanted to video call Lin Cong to see what she was busy with.

But on second thought, forget it. Let her be as busy as she wants, as long as she's happy.

He takes care of the rest.

……

For two days, Lin Cong spent almost all his time in the kitchen except for sleeping.

Although I failed a few times, the results are getting better and better.

When Xiang Shao came back, he did not notify Lin Cong in advance.

He tiptoed into the room.

At this time, Lin Cong was humming a song with snacks in his hands.

Xiang Shao stood there for a while, and found that Lin Cong had no intention of turning around, so he called out, "Cong Cong."

The familiar voice made Lin Cong tremble. Turning around, she saw Xiang Shao looking at her with a smile on his face.

"Why didn't you tell me in advance that you were coming back?" Lin Cong asked.

"Huh? Are you unhappy to see me back?" Seeing that Lin Cong's expression did not seem very surprised, Xiang Shao asked.

"I'm happy, but I made the house too messy..." Lin Cong said a little embarrassedly.

Xiang Shao walked over and hugged Lin Cong, "It's okay, this is how we feel at home."

"Congcong, do you miss me?" asked Xiang Shao.

Lin Cong nodded. "How's things going in City A?"

"Already done."

In order to get back earlier, Xiang Shao did a lot of work in advance, sometimes only three or four hours a day.

"Don't we need to go to City A?" Lin Cong asked.

"No need for now."

"Would you like to try some of the snacks I made?"

"it is good."

Lin Cong picked up a piece of dessert and fed it to Xiang Shao.

"It's delicious. Grandpa will definitely like it." Xiang Shao praised.

"Really?" Lin Cong was a little uncertain.

"Really, it's a taste that grandpa would like."

Hearing what Xiang Shao said, Lin Cong felt relieved. "My grandmother taught me how to make it, and then I added some ingredients to it."

Xiang Shao couldn't help but laugh, "Did you get along well with Master Meng?"

"How do you know?" Lin Cong was a little surprised.

"Master Meng called me to complain."

"Complain? What did you say?"

"He told me to take care of my young wife, or his kitchen would be emptied out."

"That's not an exaggeration. I just took some osmanthus flowers and bamboo juice."

Lin Cong thought: Master Meng is so stingy.

"It's indeed a bit exaggerated, but one of his words is very true." There was a hint of cunning in Xiang Shao's eyes.

"Which sentence?"

"Take care of my little wife." After saying that, Major General Xiang picked up Lin Cong and said, "Let's go, little wife."

"Xiang Chen, put me down!" Lin Cong tried to break free.

Xiang Shao couldn't help but hug her tighter and walked straight into the bedroom.

"A Xiang, there is flour on my hands and it has stained your suit." Lin Cong said.

"It's okay, just get a new one."

"It's broad daylight!"

"I tried it last time and it had no effect."

"Butler Liu will be here soon!"

"It's okay, he'll wait."

The words just fell.

Then there was a gasping sound.

It's getting more and more urgent.

One after another.

Butler Liu did come, but when he saw Mr. Xiang's car parked outside and the closed door, he went back home.

He wanted to quickly tell Mr. Xiang that his dream of having a great-grandson was getting closer and closer.