Zhang Qingyuan asked in surprise, "How did you guess that?"
Yu Heyan said with a smile, "Old Zhang, you respect him too much. Even if his cooking skills are so amazing, I don't think you would respect him so much."
"You just said he was even more amazing than I thought. His cooking skills are already so amazing, and there's even more? Where else can I guess?"
"And Old Zhang, you are also a master of calligraphy."
Zhang Qingyuan shook his head: "I'm old, my mind can't keep up with you young people. I have to admit I'm getting old."
Yu Heyan: "…"
He was already in his forties or fifties.
But considering Old Zhang's age, it's not wrong to call him a young man.
"You guessed right."
"Master Lin is a top calligraphy master, a top fairy tale king. His calligraphy is unprecedented, and I estimate there will be no one to come after him."
Zhang Qingyuan said with incomparable admiration.
Yu Heyan: "I've seen his signature online, it's indeed pretty good."
Zhang Qingyuan: "The signature online is nothing. Seeing his works in person is truly shocking. A painting of ice and snow in the middle of summer can give you chills."
"Many of us in the industry unanimously believe that Master Lin's calligraphy surpasses all calligraphers in history."
A look of shock appeared in Yu Heyan's eyes.
There are such comments online, but those are from ordinary people. Zhang Qingyuan and the others didn't say such things to create trouble for Lin Chen.
"So strong?"
Yu Heyan said in disbelief.
Zhang Qingyuan: "His calligraphy and cooking skills should be at the same level, and his fairy tales are probably at the same level too."
"How strong do you think his cooking skills are?"
Yu Qingyuan: "I said it just now, an uncrowned king."
Zhang Qingyuan said with emotion: "I used to be complacent, thinking I was a genius, but now I know that compared to a real genius, I am nothing."
Yu Heyan smiled and said, "Old Zhang, don't be so humble. You are definitely a genius. Master Lin is not a genius, it's more appropriate to describe him as a monster."
"He has exceeded the scope of genius."
"Even if he told me he could fly now, I would believe it."
Zhang Qingyuan smiled dumbly.
"Old Zhang, why doesn't Master Lin reveal his identity? If he reveals his identity, wouldn't the Wu family's troubles be gone?"
Yu Heyan asked in confusion.
Zhang Qingyuan: "You think he is a calligrapher, a god of cooking, a fairy tale writer? His main job now is being a dad."
"Ah?"
Yu Heyan was stunned.
Zhang Qingyuan smiled and said, "He has a daughter, who is only two years old, very cute. He told us not to tell anyone, because he doesn't want others to affect his parenting."
"Lin Yu has a lot of fans."
Yu Heyan said with emotion: "A big shot is a big shot. Ordinary people desperately want fame and fortune, but for big shots, these are readily available and there is no need to rush."
Zhang Qingyuan: "If he desperately wanted fame and fortune, I don't think he could reach this level."
"President Yu, you must keep his situation a secret."
Yu Heyan nodded.
"Don't worry."
Unknowingly, it was evening.
Yu Heyan went home, and his friend Ye Hong and his wife arrived at his place.
"Old Brother Ye, Sister-in-law."
Yu Heyan said warmly.
Ye Hong was in his fifties, a little older than him, and Ye Hong's assets were hundreds of millions more than his.
"Old Brother Yu."
Ye Hong greeted him.
He didn't have much of a smile on his face.
His wife had cancer, and would die in three to five months at the shortest, or one to two years at the longest. He was smiling less and less now.
"Hello, Old Yu."
Ye Hong's wife said with a smile.
She was more open-minded about it herself.
It is worth mentioning that she was six or seven years younger than Ye Hong, and Yu Heyan was older than her, so it was okay for her to call him Old Yu.
"Sister-in-law, please come in."
Yu Heyan greeted them.
After entering the house, Ye Hong said: "Old Brother Yu, where is the peerless delicacy you mentioned? Is it as exaggerated as you said?"
"Absolutely."
"I'll heat it up for you."
Yu Heyan said.
He took the packed dishes out of the refrigerator.
Ye Hong next to him said with a strange expression: "Old Brother Yu, are you packing up two leftovers for us to eat?"
Yu Heyan coughed lightly: "It was packed up, but it's not leftovers. It was packed up before we even touched the chopsticks."
Ye Hong: "Why don't we just go and eat it directly?"
"We can't eat it for the time being."
Yu Heyan put the dishes in the microwave.
He had asked Lin Chen if it was okay to heat it in the microwave. The taste would be a little worse, but the difference wouldn't be too big.
Ye Hong asked in confusion: "What do you mean we can't eat it for the time being?"
Yu Heyan said: "You have to make a reservation with Master Lin. It's one million a table, you have to bring your own ingredients, and he only accepts three to five tables a month. Each person can only make a reservation once a month."
Ye Hong couldn't believe it.
"So many rules?"
Yu Heyan nodded: "There are indeed many rules, but Master Lin doesn't lack money. He mainly wants to make friends."
Soon, a fragrance came from the microwave.
Ye Hong sniffed.
This fragrance was so peculiar.
"Wife, come here."
Ye Hong shouted, and his wife walked over. She was stunned when she smelled the fragrance. She felt like she really wanted to eat something.
You must know that she was sick. Although she didn't have anorexia, she always had a poor appetite and didn't usually like to eat.
This was also why Ye Hong was looking for delicacies all over the world.
Soon, the microwave heated the dishes.
"Old Brother Ye, Sister-in-law, please try it."
Yu Heyan said.
He had already served rice for Ye Hong and his wife. There were only these two dishes, and the portions were okay, so it should be enough for them to eat.
"Old Brother Yu, aren't you eating?"
Ye Hong asked.
Yu Heyan said: "I also packed up other leftovers. Those are real leftovers, what I and others ate. I'll heat them up after you're done eating."
"Hurry up and try it."
Ye Hong nodded: "Then we won't be polite."
Soon, both husband and wife took a bite of the dishes.
"Hmm?"
Both of them were immediately stunned.
"Husband, this is so delicious."
Ye Hong's wife said with great surprise.
"Hmm."
Ye Hong nodded.
The two continued to taste it. Ye Hong said: "Old Brother Yu, didn't you add anything to this dish? It's incredible that the taste of the dish can be this good."
Yu Heyan shook his head.
"Old Brother Ye, don't worry, there's definitely nothing added. With Master Lin's status, he would never do such a thing."
Ye Hong nodded.
His wife ate very deliciously. He slowed down his eating speed. In the end, most of the two boxes of dishes were eaten by his wife.
"Husband, can we hire this chef to come home?"
"Let's not run around anymore."
Ye Hong's wife said with great satisfaction.
Ye Hong said helplessly: "I'm afraid we can't hire him. He only makes three to five tables a month. One million a table."
Yu Heyan said: "Sister-in-law, even if you give Master Lin 100 million a month, you definitely can't hire Master Lin. Master Lin's family doesn't lack money at all."
"Old Brother Ye, do you want to book a meal?"
Ye Hong nodded repeatedly.
"Of course."
Yu Heyan: "If you book, I have to explain to you first, don't offend Master Lin. I am your referrer, and I still want to eat a few more meals."
"I know a prince from the Camel Kingdom, and he also likes food very much. I didn't even recommend him this time."
Ye Hong nodded: "Don't worry."
"Old Yu, thank you."
Ye Hong's wife said gratefully.
Yu Heyan smiled and said: "Sister-in-law, you can just go with the two of you. Pack up all the leftovers from a table of dishes."
"Put it in the refrigerator and it's enough to eat for several meals."
"Each person can only make a reservation once a month. In addition, if it's the two of you as husband and wife, it can only count as one person."
"I'll contact Master Lin now to make a reservation for you."
Soon, Yu Heyan dialed Lin Chen's phone.
"Hello, President Yu."
The phone was answered by Xu Mengyao.
Lin Chen was teaching Lin Xiaoxi to practice Tai Chi at this moment.
