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No one thought that they would be able to eat the golden egg fried rice with the Internet celebrity gourmet food on New Year's Day.

This is really a delicious meal.

This is no longer a culinary art, but has risen to the realm of art.

Anything, achieving the ultimate is art.

Being able to make the most common dishes to the extreme indicates that this person is an artist.

Old Qin and the others, all looked enjoyment.

In front of food, everyone is the same.

No one in the world can stand the temptation of food.

"Xiao Zhang, do you know the chef of Wangjiang Tower, or are you his apprentice?" Old Qin asked in surprise.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yuan still has this hand.

Zhang Yuan shook his head: "To be precise, the chef in Wangjiang Tower is my apprentice."

The words shocked the audience.

"What? You, your apprentice? How could this happen?" Qin Xue widened her eyes in surprise and opened her small mouth.

Zhang Yuan nodded: "Well, yes, golden egg fried rice, I taught him."

Qin Xue was already shocked and speechless.

Old Qin admired Zhang Yuan even more.

"Yes, yes, you can have this kind of craftsmanship at a young age, and you will definitely become a gourmet in the future," Qin Lao is not stingy with praise.

Helpless Zhang Yuan said: "Cooking is just my hobby,"

Old Qin looked a little embarrassed, but soon his expression became free and casual.

"Well, can you make another one," Qin Xue looked at Zhang Yuan eagerly like a little greedy ghost.

The other servants are all looking forward to it.

"Sorry, the golden egg fried rice requires a lot of ingredients. According to the current ingredients in your family, you can no longer make it," Zhang Yuan said ruthlessly.

The scarcity is the most expensive. If the golden egg fried rice is eaten in a pot and it lasts, is it still an art?

Besides, didn't you Miss Qin presume before, haha, don't you ask me now.

Zhang Yuan couldn't help feeling proud.

I like the way you want to eat but can't.

After a while, the rest of the food could not be eaten, so Qin had no choice but to order the food to be removed.

"Hey, grandpa, your friend hasn't come yet, why don't you go to the break first," Qin Xue said.

Old Qin shook his head: "It's okay, by the way, Xiaoxue, grandpa hasn't listened to you playing the piano for a long time. There happened to be a guest today, and we ate golden egg fried rice just now. Now you play a song, it's a return to Xiao Zhang,"

"Okay, grandpa, that, Zhang, Xiao, Xiao Zhang, oh, call your brother, my piano is very good," Qin Xue looked very cute.

Zhang Yuan couldn't help but smile.

I like the way this chick is shy, nervous, tangled and overwhelmed.

Old Qin smiled and nodded, and he could see that he was confident of his granddaughter's level.

In the huge living room, there is a quaint piano, which looks expensive.

Qin Xue was sitting at the piano like an elegant little princess, stretched out her fingers like white jade, and began to play.

Suddenly, one note after another sounded, like running water, flowing into everyone's heart.

The fragrance of the golden egg fried rice is still there, mixed with the sound of the piano, making the atmosphere in the room very pleasant.

"No, one of the sounds is wrong," Zhang Yuan said suddenly.

With his top piano skills, even the smallest errors can be heard.

Not to mention Qin Xue's amateur level.

You pretend to be forced in front of the master, and what is waiting for you is a slap in the face.

"Huh?" Old Qin's eyes lit up, but he said nothing.

"How is it possible, this is impossible, although I have just practiced this song recently, but I know my level, this is impossible," Qin Xue said.

"Besides, do you know music well?" Qin Xue was too confident in her piano art.

Zhang Yuan laughed, I don't just know music well!

"You should play like this,"

Zhang Yuan walked over and sat beside Qin Xue.

Just a head higher than Qin Xue.

Qin Xue looked up slightly and saw Zhang Yuan's profile.

The black mask covers most of his face, but his fair skin can be seen up close, without any blemishes.

"Could it be possible that a big boy also uses concealer?" Qin Xue couldn't believe how could a boy have such good skin.

He can clearly see his eyelashes.

Long and slightly curled.

Two dark eyes, like stars in the dark night.

Do not.

Brighter than the stars.

The music plays.

Zhang Yuan's slender hands danced on the keyboard, gracefully like a prince.

"No, I really made a mistake,"

Qin Xue really heard it, and she really made a mistake.

Zhang Yuan's ears are too good.

"You know music?" Qin Xue asked.

Zhang Yuan stopped playing: "Understand,"

"In that case, Xiao Zhang, why don't you come to a new year's song? To help Yaxing?"

Qin Xue said immediately: "Yes, yes,"

Zhang Yuan smiled and said, "Then I have to show my ugliness,"

Zhang Yuan feels really interesting. After all, on the first day of the new year, you can calm down to play music and discuss food. Just relax.

He didn't shy away, and immediately started playing.

For a while, music sounded like running water.

All the servants in the family couldn't help but stop working and looked at Zhang Yuan seriously.

Listen to this wonderful music with your eyes closed.

sounds amazing.

It was like moonlight in the middle of the night crawling into the room.

"It's so beautiful," Old Qin exclaimed.

"What kind of tune is this, it's so beautiful," Qin Xue closed her eyes and sat beside Zhang Yuan, raising her small head with a slight smile on her mouth.

"This is called "To Alice"" Zhang Yuan said.

"To Alice?"

"Why have I never heard of it,"

"I don't know which master's work is this?"

Old Qin and Qin Xue were shocked.

"Actually I wrote this," Zhang Yuan said.

The tone was indifferent.

Demeanor.

At the top, overlooking everything in the world.

"What? You wrote it?"

"How is this possible?"

"If this is the case, then you are definitely a rare genius, you can compare with those masters in history,"

"No wonder you can hear my mistake, it turns out that you are so high-level, compared with you, I am really far behind,"

Qin Xue's heart almost collapsed.

Zhang Yuan is so young and has such a high level. He must be a big man.

It's just that he is wearing a mask, so it's hard to ask.

"In terms of talent, you are a bit worse than me, but you don't need to be discouraged, music, just have fun by yourself," Zhang Yuan encouraged Qin Xue.

It's like elders teach younger ones.

"Forget it, I'm just for fun anyway, just interested," Qin Xue said.

Although it was still a little sad, but slowly recovered.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect I met a genius today, Xiao Zhang, there is a fate between you and me,"

Old Qin laughed loudly and in a cheerful mood.

"Ouch, Lao Qin, what's the matter of laughing so happy?"

Suddenly, I heard the voice of an old man from the door.

"Old Wu, we can see the party today," Old Qin smiled and stood up to greet his friends.