Ling Zhenfei once drank a lot of tea when he was in Japan. Wealthy people drink tea differently from ordinary people, and there are many intricacies in the art of tea that an average person can't really figure out.

The essence of drinking tea lies in the feeling. Elder Minhang's granddaughter is named Min Min, a very serene, traditional girl with an air of classical elegance, graceful in both speech and manner.

Of course, brewing tea is even more artistic. Why drink tea this way? The main attraction is the cultivation technique of the person making the tea, a form of elegance and beauty.

Ling Zhenfei had a cup and indeed found it very delicious, with a distinctive feeling that made him feel this art of tea is truly magical, as if he had discovered a new continent, astonishing him greatly.

"Mr. Ling, what do you think of this tea?" suddenly asked Elder Minhang.

Ling Zhenfei nodded: "Initially a bit astringent, but as it goes down the throat, there's a slight sweetness, and after drinking, it leaves a lingering fragrance and a long aftertaste. Truly good tea."

Ling Zhenfei expressed his true feelings; this is something one experiences while drinking tea, and one can't pretend.

Elder Minhang nodded: "Then, Mr. Ling, do you know what kind of tea this is?"

Ling Zhenfei paused for a moment and said: "Elder Min, you're putting me on the spot. I don't really understand tea. Although I drink tea, I haven't done any in-depth research."

"Then share your thoughts, we're just chatting, aren't we?" Elder Min said.

Ling Zhenfei thought for a moment and said: "Honestly, I've tasted all ten famous teas, but I've never had this kind of tea. Logically, such tasty tea should be one of the renowned ones."

To his surprise, both Elder Minhang and Min Min were astonished. Elder Min said: "Xiao Ling, you are really remarkable. Many people have tasted this tea and couldn't tell what it was, just like you, guessing it as one of the ten famous teas.

But only you realized it's not one of those, indicating that you are indeed exceptional. A person's character and cultural enrichment, as well as their upbringing, can be seen in the way they drink tea.

The saying goes, 'You can know a person through tea'; that's how it is. Your poise is undoubtedly one of the best I've seen among young people, and in terms of achievements, I think you're the finest young person I've encountered."

Ling Zhenfei hadn't expected Elder Min to praise him so highly and quickly said: "Elder Min, you're overpraising me. I'm not as outstanding as you say."

Elder Min said: "I'm being sincere. You're about the same age as my grandchildren, and you can't be much older than Min Min. Look at my grandkids; they're all living off their parents at home.

But look at you, called a Divine Doctor at such a young age, having established such a large company, opened such great restaurants, and founded such an excellent brand. These are things others can't even imagine."

Ling Zhenfei said: "Elder Min, you're making me embarrassed. They say children from poor families learn responsibility early. If I had a good family, I'd also be idle now. My current state is also tied to the challenging family environment I had before."

Ling Zhenfei chatted with Elder Min, and it must be said that Elder Min was very interested in Ling Zhenfei's affairs, even with Min Min listening intently on the side.

While they were talking, someone suddenly shouted: "Elder, Mr. Ling, the meal will be ready soon. Please wait in the living room for a while."

Elder Min turned to Ling Zhenfei and said: "Zhenfei, let's move to the living room. I want to personally make a dish for you."

Ling Zhenfei heard that Elder Min wanted to cook himself and quickly stopped him: "Elder, I look forward to tasting your dish, but your health is more important."

The elder laughed: "No, no, today I'm truly happy, I must cook personally."

After saying that, Elder Min headed to the kitchen, with Min Min supporting him, and Ling Zhenfei had no choice but to follow.

Soon they arrived in the kitchen, where Elder Min's eldest son was already cooking.

"Is there anything left uncooked?" Elder Min asked.

"Dad, why are you here in person, are you saying my cooking is bad?" The eldest son pretended to be displeased.

"With Xiao Ling here, I'm very happy, so I must personally cook a dish."

Elder Min looked around, seeing most dishes were done, with only a block of tofu left unused. Elder Minhang said, "How about this, let me make Wen Si Tofu for Xiao Ling."

Ling Zhenfei heard of this dish and quickly stopped him, as Wen Si Tofu tests knife skills and requires many cuts, which may tire the elder.

"Elder, why not just make a simple homestyle tofu? I prefer northern flavors."

Min Min and Elder Min's eldest son both gave Ling Zhenfei grateful looks, only he understood why.

The elder thought for a moment and said: "Alright, then let's make homestyle tofu."

The elder was true to his word, and despite his age, he moved energetically, quickly slicing the tofu and starting to stir-fry.

His technique was very skilled, even when adding seasonings, everything was precise and required no adjustments, clearly showing decades of cooking experience.

Before long, the homestyle braised tofu was ready, with impeccable color, aroma, and taste.

Ling Zhenfei couldn't stop praising it, and suddenly the elder remembered and said: "Oh, Xiao Ling, I heard from Guo Jia that you're also a cooking expert. Why don't you showcase your skills?"

Min Min hurriedly stopped him: "Grandpa, Mr. Ling is our guest, how could you let him cook? That's not polite."

Elder Min was insistent: "What's impolite? Xiao Ling is like family to us. What's wrong with that? Xiao Ling, showcase your skills for us. We eat our own food every day and have become frogs in a well.

Let them taste your dish, so they know that not only our family's cooking is good."

Ling Zhenfei thought for a moment and said: "Since the elder insists, let me give it a try. I'll make a dish for you, and please forgive me if it's not perfect."

Word spread that Ling Zhenfei was going to cook, and suddenly the kitchen filled with people eager to watch him, allowing him to learn more about everyone.

Elder Min's three sons were named Min Lu, Min Chuan, and Min Yue, named after the eight major cuisines. Luckily, there were only three, otherwise, the house would be quite lively.

Ling Zhenfei pondered what dish to make, since the Min family had already prepared many dishes. He felt he shouldn't make something too common, fearing it might overlap with others' dishes.

Looking around, Ling Zhenfei noticed a tank in the kitchen with several fish still in it.

Once he had his eye on them, Ling Zhenfei reached in and caught one. Strangely, the lively fish became docile in his hands, almost as if it were asleep, allowing him to slice it gracefully.

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