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When passing Gaolan Road, while sitting in the car, Chen Yang had the urge to get out of the car and take a walk. He passed this road, which is known as the revitalized city of Shanghai. There are many old bungalows on both sides of the road. If you take away the high vermilion walls, , the bungalows here are only three stories high, but they are the most exquisite ones after the third expansion of the French Concession.
Sinan Road, named in memory of a French painter at that time, is one of the few roads with preserved place names after the founding of the People's Republic of China. It is not crowded with tourists, but it is the most popular place for countless young people who come to Shanghai to travel. Although Many of the bungalows here are inaccessible and off-limits. The empty villas, the courtyard walls covered with ivy, and the clean and tidy streets make people feel like they are in Shanghai in the old era.
The car finally stopped on Jianguo Road, and we entered a foreign-style house on Sinan Road near Jianguo Road. The walls were covered with ivy, beautiful buildings, jade buildings, and watchtowers reflected the shadows. It was quite the style of the Republic of China. Only the windows on the foreign-style buildings were full. Without being invaded by ivy, it seems to be very alone. As night falls here, orange lights are reflected in the windows, making it look exquisite and suffocating.
Chen Yang went upstairs and saw Qi Baishi's painting. Since it was placed at the door, it should be an authentic painting.
This small independent house is more like a villa. Chen Yanggang wanted to say that when no one was living in the old villa on Sinan Road, a woman's voice came from behind.
"Don't look at it, little brother, let's eat shrimp tonight."
That voice can¡¯t be said to be the sound of nature, even far worse than Yu Liangqin¡¯s voice, but it is extremely pleasant, quiet and elegant, as friendly as the sister next door.
Chen Yang turned around and saw a dignified and exquisite woman in her thirties, standing behind him and smiling gently at him: "Liang Qin, is this the boy you have often mentioned these days? "
She used the word boy to describe Chen Yang. Although her tone was slightly teasing and frivolous, it didn't make people feel the slightest bit disgusted. It was even like the teasing of the sister next door, making people feel inexplicably friendly.
"Sister Meilin, let me introduce you. This is Chen Yang. This is Guan Qihong. Brother Guan is from Canada. He has obtained long-term residency in China." Regarding Guan Qihong, Yu Liangqin did not reveal much about his true identity. His identity as a big boss within the Huaqing organization was not mentioned at all.
"Nice to meet you. The table has been reserved. Please take a seat." Sister Meilin said as she invited everyone to the second floor of the villa.
After entering, Chen Yang discovered the exquisiteness and ingenious layout of the villa's interior. A total of six rooms were commonly used, but in fact, only three of them were used for a long time. After visiting the dining table, screens, and exquisite decoration, Chen Yang noticed that, There is almost no major construction work in the decoration here, but it reflects the Shanghai-style style of old Shanghai everywhere.
The room smells very good, but it is definitely not the ordinary Taobao incense, but the precious island country incense, which costs one or two thousand yuan a bundle at least. Burning one stick is no different from burning money.
" Moreover, in such a big villa, it is definitely not possible to burn one, so it is difficult to believe who Yu Liangqin calls Sister Meilin.
Contrary to what Chen Yang thought, there were no photos of celebrities posing with any people inside the villa. It was also not obvious that this was a place where all the upper class celebrities in Shanghai flocked to. In fact, it was just a meal, nothing more. It is almost the private dish of this sister Meilin. In addition to the delicious food, this sister Meilin is dignified and decent, has an elegant and noble temperament, and has a look that can be called a monster. I am afraid she can also become a member of the upper class society. The reason for chasing within the circle.
Of course, the more important point is that when you eat here, instead of eating food, what you eat is actually a circle of friends. Those who can eat here do not necessarily have to be rich or noble, but it does not matter. It is almost impossible to book a table of food in this inconspicuous little Western-style building on Sinan Road.
After sitting down at the table, the beautiful woman in cheongsam came forward and gave everyone sterilized steaming hand towels. In Shanghai in March and April, it was still a bit cool at night, but the room seemed very warm. She helped Yu Liangqin take off his coat and hung it on the On the clothes drying rack nearby.
At that moment, Sister Meilin came in person carrying a tray.
"Would you like some drunken shrimp to appetize first?" She smiled. Although she was speaking to Yu Liangqin, her eyes were looking at Chen Yang.
Drunken shrimp is one of the few things in our cuisine that Chen Yang can't get used to. It's not that the thing is alive and kicking. It's just that after entering the mouth, the texture of the raw shrimp meat and the slightly fishy smell are also It's really something Chen Yang can't get used to.
On the other hand, Yu Liangqin, a native of Shanghai,The kids ate it with gusto, and even Guan Qihong from Jiangsu looked like he was enjoying the drunken shrimp.
"What, you can't get used to it?" Sister Meilin looked at Chen Yang and smiled cryptically.
"You can't enjoy such delicious food." Chen Yang shook his head, held his forehead, and sighed.
"It doesn't matter, there are a few more dishes, take your time and taste them." Mei Lin said as the private chef behind her brought a plate of fried shrimps.
This dish is really what Chen Yang likes to eat. He picks up a medium-sized shrimp, peels off the shrimp shell, and puts the shrimp meat into his mouth. The shrimp meat is fresh and tender. The taste of this bite is really different from what he eats outside. different.
Afterwards, Sister Meilin served up several more dishes, all of which were from our cuisine.
??Shredded eel in oil, white chopped chicken, pickled fresh meat, eight-treasure duck, and the staple food is pan-fried food made by myself.
Shanghai cuisine may not be as exquisite as Guangzhou cuisine, but for Guan Qihong, who is quite demanding and even picky about food, he was very satisfied with this meal.
"Private kitchen cuisine is private kitchen cuisine, and it really deserves its reputation." Guan Qihong gave a thumbs up and said full of praise. Sister Meilin on the side is smiling like a flower. Obviously, praising her craftsmanship is something that makes this woman feel more happy than praising her appearance.
"Come, try this bottle of old wine, it can be considered a private collection." Meilin smiled while cutting the sealing mud of the wine jar, and soon the aroma of the wine floated out from the gap.
She didn't use a wine divider, but had someone bring a red clay stove and place it on the table. There was a charcoal fire in the room, and it was simmering on a small fire. The temperature was just right, forty-five degrees, just right. She cut a few more gingers. Silk, a few wolfberries, and put them into the wine.
"It's so fragrant." Chen Yang only took a small sip and tasted it carefully. As expected, the fragrance of this Huadiao wine is very sweet. It is not spicy after one sip. On the contrary, it warms the heart, spleen and stomach. After drinking it, it melts into the mouth. The belly makes people feel very comfortable.
This meal is certainly worth the price, both inside and out. More importantly, it is exquisite and rich.
A small jar of Huadiao wine will not make you drunk. When the wine is warmed, there are shredded ginger and wolfberry, which warms the heart and mind. The table is rich but also exquisite. When everyone is satisfied, there are gentle knocks at the door. A middle-aged man walked in holding a wine glass, which was also made of Huadiao rice wine. He looked around the room with his charming eyes downcast and looked very humble, and finally asked tentatively: "Who is Chen Yang here, Mr. Chen?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com