They did not go far, and walked around the corner of the street and crossed a traffic light south along the main road and turned right into Nanhe Road. This river that almost ran through the north and south of Nanwu City was called Baihe. The reason why Baihe was named was because of the serious pollution in the early 1980s. A large amount of industrial wastewater was discharged into this river day and night, dyeing the entire river into a milk-like white. At that time, the air around was full of pungent fishy smell. With the development of the times, people finally began to realize the importance of environmental protection. The Nanwu Municipal Government invested huge funds to manage the Baihe River. Today, the water quality of the Baihe River has been fundamentally improved. The blue waves are rippling and clear. The river embankments, pavilions, towers, and green willows are shady, which has become the scenic business card of Nanwu City.

The middle-aged beautiful woman took Su Le to a teahouse called Tingyuxuan. It was just over 10 o'clock in the morning, and the business of the teahouse was quite light. When they walked into the teahouse, the beautiful woman wearing a cheongsam greeted the middle-aged beautiful woman with a smile and said, "Manager Miao is back!"

The other waiters also gave the middle-aged beautiful woman a flattering smile. It is not difficult for Su Le to judge that the middle-aged beautiful woman should be the boss of Tingyuxuan.

Su Le followed her to the private room on the third floor. From the windows of the private room, you can see the rippling white river outside. The environment can indeed affect a person's mood. Although it is only separated by a white river, it seems to be completely different from the meat joint factory. Thinking of the chaos and dilapidation of the meat joint factory canteen, compared with the quiet and elegant place, Su Le suddenly realized that living in the same world can have different lives.

The tea set was ready, Yixing pot, one pot and two cups, and water was burning on the induction cooker. The water was drawn from the Yuqingquan, which was called "the first spring in the southeast" in Yuping Mountain in southeastern, Nanwu. The middle-aged beautiful woman smiled and said, "My surname is Miao, and my name is Miao Qingyu. I will call you Master from your master. You should call me Master."

Su Le had already guessed that it was almost the same in his heart. When he heard her reveal his identity, he quickly said respectfully: "Master, Su Le doesn't know it's you. I hope Master will forgive me if he is negligent." Although he joined Zhu Laoer's disciple, he had never heard from his master talk about his fellow siblings. All Su Le could understand was Master Miao Suiyi, and another one was his master Shen Wantang.

Miao Qingyu smiled indifferently and said, "What era is it? Who cares about so many cumbersome etiquettes? I heard that my senior brother has recently accepted a smart apprentice, so I came to meet you." Miao Qingyu's news is quite well-versed. Zhu Laoer took over Su Le, the apprentice, and there were not many people who knew about it.

Su Le laughed and said, "I hope I didn't disappoint my aunt!" But he understood in his heart that Miao Qingyu was definitely not here for himself, she should have been for his master. The purpose of her coming was probably for the cooking competition on the third day of the July 19th. The master's teacher, the Southeast chef god Miao Suiyi, was named Miao, and Miao Qingyu in front of him, also had a surname Miao, but he didn't know what the relationship between her and Miao Suiyi was.

Miao Qingyu's technique of making tea is very skillful. Although she is already middle-aged, her hands are still as delicate and tender as a girl. She looks at her pouring water and making tea in an orderly manner, and her movements are stretched. Each movement is like a note, and each note is a series of extremely beautiful music. Although Su Le has not yet drunk tea, she feels pleasing to the eye just by seeing her movements.

Miao Qingyu brewed the tea and poured it into the cup. Su Le took the cup and opened her mouth to drink it.

Miao Qingyu smiled and said, "Some teas need to be seen first."

Su Le then looked at the teacup, but saw a white cloud of mist floating about ten centimeters away from the cup, which lingered for a long time before dissipating. Su Le picked up the teacup and took a sip: "Mr. Master, is this the cloud tea that I often call?" Su Le didn't have much research on tea ceremony, but he could still name some familiar famous teas.

Miao Qingyu said: "Yes, this is Yunwu Tea. The real name is Maofeng, Huangshan. This tea is produced in Huangshan and belongs to green tea. It was created by Xie Yutai Tea House during the Guangxu period of the Qing Dynasty. Every year, the Grain Rain in Qingming Festival, the selection and selection are first developed and the tender buds are fried by hand." She opened the tea pot and took the initiative to let Su Le look at it, but she saw that the tea leaves were slightly curled in shape, which looked like a sparrow tongue, with yellow in green, silver hairs exposed, and golden fish leaves.

Su Le only heard of it in the past, but he had never tasted it before. He couldn't tell any name. He picked up the teacup and watched the tea color quietly. However, he saw the soup color slightly yellow. He just felt that it was fresh and refreshing when drinking it. The taste was mellow and sweet, the aroma was like orchid, the charm was long, and the lips and teeth were fragrant. He said the simplest words of praise: "It's delicious!" He finished the tea, and Miao Qingyu filled him with the second cup, and the cup was still hazy. Su Le thought to himself, this must be the first-class Maofeng in Huangshan, Miao Qing

Yu took out such good tea to entertain himself, which shows his importance to him. In theory, he was just a disciple Zhu Laoer had just joined the disciple, so why did she pay such attention to him? Is this master love the house and the Wu or has other intentions? Su Le knew that silence is golden most of the time. After all, he had just entered society, and there were too many things in this world that he didn't understand. The more he said, the easier it was to expose his own simpleness. Only silence could give people the illusion of unpredictability and profoundness.

Miao Qingyu said: "What happened to your master?" What she cared about was indeed Zhu Laoer's affairs.

Su Le said: "I don't know much about the specific matters." Although he did not doubt Miao Qingyu's identity, he could not confirm whether Miao Qingyu was an enemy or a friend.

Miao Qingyu realized that Su Le was still vigilant about her. She smiled and said, "I haven't contacted my senior brother for nearly fifteen years. Isn't it hard to imagine that I am in the same sect and in the same city?"

Su Le smiled. It would be better not to comment on things that are not clear about. Miao Qingyu's frankness won a lot of his favor. She did not hide the fact that she had not been in contact with Zhu Laoer for a long time. Something must have happened if her brother and sister had not been in contact for so long. Su Le didn't want to think about things that she didn't know. She would rather put her extra energy on this cup of good tea in her hand.

Miao Qingyu said: "Miao Suiyi, known as the Southeast chef god, is my father, I am his eldest daughter, and my mother died when I was seven years old. After my father remarried, he married Qi Cuiting, which is my stepmother."

Su Le took a sip of tea and began to realize that Miao Qingyu found that he should be related to the food competition in the sect, and it should involve the family grudges of the Miao family.

Miao Qingyu said: "My stepmother has a bad relationship. Because of her affairs, my father even cut off the relationship between father and daughter with me. Fifteen years ago, when my father passed away, I was on a business trip in the northeast. She didn't even notify me. My father left everything to her and my younger brother, including Yanxitang and the Yunzhan knife!" When Miao Qingyu said this, an angry light appeared in her beautiful eyes. She didn't seem to want Su Le to see her emotions. She stood up and walked slowly to the window. Looking at the quiet water flow of the Baihe River not far away, she felt a little relieved. After stabilizing her emotions, she said: "I don't hold a grudge against my father. It was Qi Cuiting's woman who blinded him and created a conflict between us father and daughter. After her father's death, Yanxitang was worse than her business day. A few days ago, she had decided to transfer the ownership of Yanxitang to Xinyuejiang Group."

When Su Le heard the name of Xinyuejiang, he felt aroused. Isn’t Xinyuejiang the catering group that acquired Xiaodongfeng? Unexpectedly, their strength was so strong that they actually reached Nanwu.

Miao Qingyu said: "With the current situation of Yanxi Hall, it is no longer possible to sell Qi Cuiting's ideal price. She and Xinyuejiang have never reached a price agreement. She asked for 10 million. Xinyuejiang only promised to give her five million, or ten million, unless she could provide the recipes of Yanxi Hall's three signature dishes, the three dishes are: Beauty liver, phoenix tail shrimp, and Eight Treasures and Fairy Eggs. When my father passed away, he did not tell any disciple the key points of these three dishes, and he hid all the secrets in the Cloud Knife."

Su Le just now understood why the Zhanyundao attracted so many people's attention. He was a little puzzled: "But what does this Zhanyundao have to do with the Xinyuejiang Group?"

Miao Qingyu said: "My stepmother is very scheming. Although she is eager to cash out the banquet hall, after all, my father has so many disciples. In the Yun'an catering industry, my father is very popular and has many friends. If my stepmother dares to openly sell this Zhanyun Sword to Xinyuejiang Catering Group, then these people will not agree. What's more, although my father left this Zhanyun Sword to her, it has been kept in the hands of his old friend Xie Yun'an. In other words, if my stepmother wants to send the Zhanyun Sword out, he must obtain Xie Yun'an's consent."

Su Le said: "But even if she sends the Yunzhan Knife out, how can she be sure to fall into the hands of Xinyuejiang Group?"

Miao Qingyu said: "Shen Wantang is my senior brother. As far as I know, he has long become a shareholder of Xinyuejiang Group. If this cloud-slaying sword falls into his hands, it will be like Xinyuejiang's hands." She turned around, her eyes turned slightly red, and she stared at Su Le and said: "Su Le, the only one who has the ability to stop this matter! Yanxitang is the lifelong hard work of my father. As his daughter, I don't want to see Yanxitang ruined in the hands of that woman.

Although Su Le didn't like Shen's father and son, he didn't know what he could help. He sighed and said, "Mr., I'm afraid I'm powerless. Master is in this state and he has no fighting spirit at all. How can a person without fighting spirit win? I think you'd better go to him personally, maybe he can listen to you."
Chapter completed!