Chapter 424: Lance Goes to the Vineyard

"Dinner is ready!"

Mia yelled into the living room. She didn't like Lance, nor did she hate him. The initial impression of this person was just information from the Internet. The information on this guy can be said to be bad. It was mainly domestic violence that made Mia look down on him.

But because he has become Zhen Fan's friend now, and he will live here tonight, his impression of him has changed a little, but it is definitely not counted as pleasing to the eye.

It was definitely the first time for Lance to eat Zhen Fan's dinner, and it was authentic Chinese food, which was very suitable for his appetite. He couldn't stop eating a simple dish of beef stewed with potatoes.

“This is the best Chinese food I've ever had!”

While stuffing food into his mouth, Lance praised Zhen Fan. He looked very busy eating.

"I suddenly found out that if I follow your advice to work in the vineyard, I will lose more than I gain, or I can go to Mia's clinic to help!" Lance tried to bargain with Zhen Fan.

"It's not negotiable, Lance, either go to the vineyard, or you go back to New Jersey, it's up to you!" Zhen Fan didn't give him this chance at all, and shook his head resolutely.

"Okay, okay, you win!" Lance raised his hands in surrender.

"By the way, Mia, I will go to Temecula tomorrow, and I will bring some new wine over to celebrate together, and then we can go to the movies together, if you want." Zhen Fan suggested to Mia.

"It's a good arrangement!" Mia smiled, feeling happy from the bottom of her heart. "But... well, don't forget tomorrow!"

In fact, what Mia wanted to say was that she wanted to buy a nice dress. Then she went with Zhen Fan, but she changed her mind and was going to surprise Zhen Fan. You must know that there are many famous shops on Rodell Street in Bilever Hills, and it is very easy to find a very good-looking skirt.

This is the first time that Zhen Fan invited Mia to watch a movie together, so it is very important for Mia to watch it too.

After dinner, Lance stayed in the villa. He moved the recliner on the terrace and lay down comfortably, because the Feng Shui layout here can absorb the vitality of nature. Naturally, it makes people feel very comfortable.

There is a trail beside the road around the mountain outside the villa, which leads directly to the top of the mountain and is lined with trees.

"Is there any secret of the third uncle hidden in him?" Mia also unknowingly used the title of the third uncle. Two people are walking on the mountain road.

"Of course there is, but even he himself doesn't know what's going on. Maybe the time has not come. That's why I stayed there for so long. I haven't found the secret!" Zhen Fan shook his head, "So in When you ask for an answer and can’t find it, then it’s just a matter of chance.”

"Fate?" Mia smiled, "The chance of Taoism is really mysterious. I have learned so much Chinese, and now it is still a bit difficult to read the original Chinese version."

"Don't worry, you have time that others don't have, you can slowly understand." The two walked through the woods. In front of it is a very wide cliff, and metal railings are installed around the cliff. It may be that the rich people who appreciate the scenery are afraid of falling down. The government department of Beverly Hills is very considerate, including this path leading to the cliff, which is a place that makes people feel relaxed and happy.

The cliff platform here is just like Zhen Fan’s villa. The layout on the left side of Zhen Fan’s villa is more artistic than here. A piece of lawn is trimmed very flat, and the end of the lawn is a hillside, blocked by railings , the inner circle of the railing is a row of marble floor, just enough to place a deck chair.

There is a swimming pool on the right back side of the villa. There are deck chairs like this on the countertops around the pool, and there are sandalwood tables next to it.

The only difference is that the sea can be seen directly from the top of the cliff here, and the sea breeze is quite strong, blowing Mia's hair on her face from time to time, and Mia gently wraps the messy hair with her hands from time to time. tip.

"What's your ideal?" Both Mia and Zhen Fan were lying on the railing, opening the metal railing with their elbows, and suddenly asked a question that stunned Zhen Fan.

"Ideal? Why do you think of asking this question?" Zhen Fan looked at Mia in surprise, and then smiled, "Ideals are constantly changing with changing conditions. I used to just want to guard the third uncle's house, Then, following their last wish, they opened a Chinese medicine clinic, but now... I have opened two clinics!"

Mia couldn't help laughing.

"Also brewed the best wine in the world, and made untold money by the way."

"Yes, that's right. But when you discovered the secret of Uncle San, I felt that if I could unlock this secret, then for Uncle San, for my master, for myself, or for the Taoists, It is a very good result, so my ideal now is to solve this mystery as soon as possible!"

"I know you will be able to achieve it!" Mia clenched her fists at Zhen Fan.

"What about you? Tell me about your ideals. You must have something to say." Zhen Fan knew that Mia asked this, and she must be looking for someone to talk about what she wanted to say.

"Yeah, my ideal is constantly changing. I used to complete the tasks of the elders until I met you. Then I wanted to become a real human being, but this ideal has already been realized, so ...My current ideal...maybe I want to find a farmer who can eat the rice I cook every day!"

When Mia said this, her eyes were a little blurred. She looked at the sea, with a slender neck, white and elegant, like the neck of a swan that wanted to fly.

Zhen Fan didn't speak, she knew that Mia's eyes were looking at her secretly, he just turned his eyes to the sea, and then saw sails fluttering in the sea, like a goose feather floating on the water without roots .

The next morning, when Zhen Fan woke up, Mia was already making breakfast. The typical Chinese breakfast, dan dan noodles, red oil soup, looked very appetizing. And Mia's noodles have been made very authentic, not much worse than an authentic Chinese chef.

"Morning, Zhen!" Lance came down in his pajamas, still in a daze. Yesterday he slept in the guest room that Mia arranged for him. There are quite a few rooms here. Because of the environmental problems here, Lance sleeps very well.

"Good morning, Lance!" Zhen Fan replied, and then called him over to have noodles together.

"This is..." Lance had never eaten this kind of noodle soup before. Looking at the layer of red oil on it, he was a little confused, "Is this considered noodles? Surely it won't be like this, Chinese noodles?"

"Yes, authentic Chinese noodles, I hope you can eat spicy ones!" Mia said to Lance with a smile, "It tastes very good, this is your bowl!" As she spoke, she pushed a bowl of noodles over.

"Okay..." Lance's hair was black. He saw the two chopsticks handed to him, and he really didn't know how to hold them. Even if he followed the example of Zhen Fan and Mia, he still couldn't use his strength.

With a sound of "click", the noodles slid down from the chopsticks again, splashing the noodle soup on his side, and a few drops of red oil soup fell into his eyes. He ran into the sink, but squinted his eyes, couldn't see clearly, his knee hit the chair, and there was another howl.

"Hey, dan dan noodles are really not something everyone can eat!" Zhen Fan looked at Lance, who was running wild and horrified, and shook his head at Mia and sighed.

Mia couldn't bear it anymore, and laughed out loud with a "puchi".

After a long while, Lance came out with red eyes like rabbits, his face was dripping with water, he gritted his teeth and complained: "I swear, I will never eat Chinese food with chopsticks again!" Then he sat down heavily Sitting on a chair, holding two forks at the same time.

"The change of Chinese food should be started by me, give up, chopsticks are tools that will be eliminated!" Lance waved the two forks in his hand triumphantly, and then started to fork noodles in the bowl.

I have to say, apart from chopsticks, this is the best tableware he can find for eating Dandan noodles. Putting the noodles into his mouth one by one, he felt great satisfaction. Although he was too lazy to turn his mouth red, he still enjoyed it so much that he didn't even have time to say words of praise.

"I've decided, I went to the vineyard, I still want to eat noodles like this every morning!" Lance said with satisfaction when he put down his fork. God knows who will help him go to the vineyard to make noodles like this.

"Have you finished eating?" Zhen Fan asked.

"Eat!" Lance rubbed his stomach. Obviously, although he was full, he still had something to say.

"Go change your clothes, we are ready to go!" Zhen Fan said, smiling at Mia, "You go change your clothes too, I will clean up here."

"No, let me do it," Mia was a little stubborn, and Zhen Fan had no choice but to obey her, so when Lance changed his clothes, he also changed his clothes, and then saw Mia packed the dishes and was The living room awaits them.

"Let's go, remember our agreement tonight!"

"I will. Goodbye, Zhen. Goodbye, Lance!" Mia watched them arrive at the door, and then turned and entered her room. She had already thought about what kind of dress she should buy. In the morning, she I also added a pair of shoes for myself, which was also included in the shopping list.

"There are my new wines in the vineyard, which will be released in batches. I will let Sampson tell you about the situation there. You can do whatever he arranges for you. Of course, you can also choose to resign and return to New Jersey... ..."

Driving the Escalade, along the way, Zhen Fan and Lance negotiated terms.

"Well, I can do whatever you say, even if I have to pick grapes with scissors, I am willing, because... this is God's will!" Lance drew a sign of the cross on his chest devoutly.

"Haha, well, this is God's will!" Zhen Fan laughed, and then sped towards Temecula at high speed, and Lance's chattering voice could be heard from the carriage along the way.

"Can I drink that wine every day?"

"I think I can take on a more important first-level management job, such as the caretaker of the wine cellar..."

... (To be continued..)