Lin Xing was stunned for a moment and said to Smith: "Didn't you buy the pot of Dance of the Immortals with Mr. Zhou and others that they have on hand?"

Smith pushed up his glasses, his eyes showing a shrewd light that belonged to a businessman.

“When buying something, you naturally have to buy what you like the most.

Mr. Zhou and his friends bought the Immortal Dance pot from you. It should be the third generation orchid.

Its value is far less than that of the first and second generations, and compared with the two, the pot you have is more beautiful.

As for Mr. Zhou, I can only say I'm sorry.

I don’t know if you can sell this pot?”

When not talking about trade, Smith gave people the impression of being gentle and easy to bully. In Lin Xing's eyes, he was a foodie.

But when it comes to business, Smith knows it better than anyone else.

Lin Xing's heart moved slightly.

Smith fell into the trap.

The pot of Second-Generation Immortals' Dance was the product of his quick watering with spiritual water yesterday. He had used enough spiritual water, so it was naturally of good quality.

He came here just to steal Zhou Xiaojun's business.

He calmly said to Smith: "Mr. Smith, the first generation is not for sale, but the second generation is for sale.

However, it is best for you to go to my house, smell the fragrance of orchids on the spot, and see the orchids before deciding whether you want it or not."

Smith kept nodding, satisfied.

"Okay. After dinner later, if it's convenient for you, we'll go to your house.

After Lin Xing made an appointment with Smith, he felt a little proud.

The abacus plan of Zhou Xiaojun and his son will soon come to nothing.

He didn't take the initiative to mention the Lanhua incident. It was Zhou Xiaojun who told the inside story without knowing that Pace understood English.

It would be difficult for Zhou Xiaojun to catch him.

Wu Kaile continued to serve. The second portion was thousand-layer cake, and two portions were served.

Looking at Pace who was salivating, Lin Xing handed the plate of thousand-feuille cake in front of him to Pace.

"Miss Pace, try the mille-feuille cake, it tastes good.

I often come to Boss Wu’s place to eat and have tasted it.”

When Pace heard this, her eyes lit up, and even her thick black-rimmed glasses couldn't resist the joy blooming in her eyes.

"Thank you Mr. Lin!

I'll give you half."

Lin Xing waved his hand.

"No need, just eat it, just two bites of pastry."

Pace happily took the mille-feuille cake, and each of him and Smith finished it in a few gulps, with a look of enjoyment on his face.

"tasty!"

Every time Lin Xing and the others finished one dish, the next dish was served, and the temperature of the food was just right.

Whenever there were only two dishes, Lin Xing would give his share to Pace.

Pace was so excited about eating that he refused at first, but later accepted it happily.

The last dish was Wu Kaile's big bowl of fried rice. Lin Xing scooped up two large bowls and was full.

Pace, who was enjoying the delicious food, felt a little guilty when he saw this scene.

"Mr. Lin, I'm sorry, I ate your portion, so you could only eat fried rice."

Lin Xing smiled faintly.

"I'm a rough person. To be honest, fried rice suits my taste better."

Pace looked at Lin Xing's handsome face, with a red cloud floating on his face.

Smith saw the clues and joked to Pace: "Pace, I finally understand why you have stayed single for so many years. It turns out you like men from China.

Chinese men are indeed very nice and gentlemanly."

Pace explained to Lin Xing with some embarrassment: "Don't listen to my boss's nonsense, it has nothing to do with that.

I used to go to college in Jingzhou, and everything in China is very good. I really want to come back to China to work and live.

Considering my family, I stayed in my home country to work.”

Smith shook his head, pretending to be a little sad and said: "If I had known better, I wouldn't have brought you to China this time.

There is such an outstanding man as Mr. Lin in China, and there are more good job opportunities, so you definitely want to get rid of this old man like me."

Pace smiled awkwardly.

"Boss, you are making fun of me again."

The meal ended in a harmonious atmosphere among the three of them.

After eating, Smith and Pace smacked their lips with unsatisfied taste.

"The meal I came here to eat is enough for me to remember for several years. It is really good. It would be even better if I could eat it every day."

"I have eaten a lot of delicious food in China, and the pastries made by Kailerwu are truly outstanding!"

Wu Kaile finished serving all the dishes and chatted with Smith and the others.

"Let's do a little survey. Among so many dishes, which one do you like best?"

Smith raised his hand and said enthusiastically: "I like to eat mugwort glutinous rice cake the most!"

Pace also raised his hand.

"I agree with the boss! The mugwort glutinous rice cake is so delicious!"

After saying that, she asked a little embarrassedly: "Boss Wu, can you pack some mugwort glutinous rice cakes to take away?"

Wu Kaile looked at the two foreign fans and smiled.

“Usually I don’t make so many mugwort glutinous rice cakes at once.

In the morning, Boss Lin brought a lot of fresh mugwort, so I had some extra.

Later, you can pack up the two and take them away."

"Great, thank you!"

Wu Kaile pointed at Lin Xing and said to the two of them, "No need to thank me, just thank Boss Lin.

If Boss Lin supplies me with such good fresh mugwort every day, I can make more mugwort glutinous rice cakes.

It’s a pity that this guy’s mugwort is not easy to buy.”

Smith and Pace looked at Lin Xing and thanked him.

The three of them were full and satisfied, and left Wu Kaile's Shijian Private Kitchen with two mugwort glutinous rice cakes.

When they arrived at the door, they saw father and son Zhou Xiaojun and Zhou Chuanping walking towards them.

Zhou Xiaojun and Zhou Chuanping were all smiling. When they saw Lin Xing chatting happily with Smith and Pace, the smiles on their faces faded a bit.

The father and son looked at each other and saw the same worry in each other's eyes.

It’s only been one meal, and Lin Xingjiang and Smith are getting along so well. They can talk a lot in one meal. Will Lin Xing say something bad about them?

I feel uneasy in my heart, but I still have to do some superficial work.

Zhou Chuanping asked Smith and the others with a smile: "Mr. Smith, Miss Pace, are you satisfied with this meal?"

Smith smiled and said: "I am very satisfied. As expected, eating Cailewu's pastries on the spot is the ultimate gourmet feast.

Thank you both for introducing us."

Zhou Chuanping said: "You're welcome, Mr. Smith.

We Chinese people are the most hospitable and hospitable. As long as Mr. Smith is happy.

We have arranged a place where you can rest, which is very unique and can relieve the fatigue of the journey for both of you.”

Speaking of this, his tone became a bit ambiguous.

Smith waved his hand.

"Mr. Zhou, no need, we have agreed with Mr. Lin that we will go to his house later.

Watch his family’s immortals perform a dance.”

When these words came out, Zhou Xiaojun and Zhou Chuanping's expressions instantly froze.

Sure enough, Lin Xing, a rotten guy, told Smith that he was the original seller of Dance of the Immortals during dinner.
Chapter completed!