Old Huang clasped his fists with both hands and said hello, so he continued to take a bath on his own.
"Brother Cheng, don't blame me if I have occupied your Tangchi, don't blame me." Lu Dazhang said with a laugh.
"Brother Lu is saying what he said." Cheng Qianfan said happily, "Brother, you have soaked this soup pool, but this soup pool is different."
"What?" Lu Dazhang asked.
"It's all open." Cheng Qianfan said exaggeratedly.
Lu Dazhang laughed and waved his hand. Brother Cheng was joking. Our old cucumber, you are like you, nothing is there.
Cheng Qianfan entered the pond with a smile, walked about ten steps on the bottom of the marble pond, about three or four meters away from Lu Dazhang and Lao Huang, and then he felt comfortable lying down.
"It's so comfortable." President Xiao Cheng let out a comfortable sigh.
Lu Dazhang and Lao Huang exchanged concealed eyes with their eyes.
Both of them were a little anxious. Although Cheng Qianfan was young, he was extremely sinister and cunning.
If Comrade "Flame" comes in rashly, it may arouse Cheng Qianfan's attention and suspicion.
...
Lao Huang looked at the ashtray in the wooden pallet and prepared to implement the plan:
He would pretend to accidentally knock the ashtray into the soup pool.
The signature that Yuchunxi has played is the best soup pool, which is a special soup pool. If the ashes are dropped, they will no longer be used for VIPs. They need to be washed with water.
In this way, Tejiaqi Tangchi will be temporarily discontinued, and the sign that the Tangchi is not open today will be hung at the door. Comrade "Flame" will not come in again when he receives the signal.
At this moment, Cheng Qianfan got up, walked over, picked up the ashtray first, placed it on the tray beside him, took out a box of Marlboro from his small leather bag, caught two cigarettes, and threw it at Lao Huang and Lu Dazhang.
Old Huang laughed and caught it.
Lu Dazhang also caught the cigarette, but did not smoke, but put it on the tray casually, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry."
...
Lao Huang directly lit the cigarette with a lighter, took a pleasant sip, and in the smoked fog, he glanced at Lu Dazhang:
Comrade ‘Flying Fish’ said the secret code of the joint to test Cheng Qianfan!
Lao Huang was lying in the soup pond, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and one hand seemed to be placed on the edge of the marble steps. In the corner that was not eye-catching under the edge, there was a towel, and under the towel was a scalpel.
If necessary, Lao Huang can reach out to catch the De scalpel in an instant, and one of them will suddenly get rid of the Chief Xiao Cheng.
"I can hear it." Cheng Qianfan nodded, clapped his hands and shouted, "Come on."
Commander Xiao Cheng greeted him and a young man came over immediately.
"Lu Xun's voice is uncomfortable after a long time, let's take some light and get rid of the fire." Cheng Qianfan ordered.
"Captain Cheng, are you still the same?" the young man asked.
"Well." Cheng Qianfan nodded slightly, "Also, give this gentleman a pot of rice wine and a few dishes to serve."
He pointed at Lao Huang.
"I know."
Soon, after a busy schedule, a few guys brought all kinds of snacks; sliced ​​the iced Dangshan crispy pear, took a sip of the refreshing iced sour plum soup, and even cut it into slices of green radish, which was prepared for Lu Dazhang.
There are also plums, fried melon seeds, dried fruits, cut cold watermelons, Shen Dacheng's tip cake, a bottle of red wine opened and placed in a decanter, and two bottles of air-conditioned ice beer that had just been taken out of the refrigerator. This was Xiao Cheng's chief.
There is also a pot of rice wine, a few dishes of side dishes, fried peanuts with salt, cucumbers, pork head meat, fried radish beards, and rosy eel sections. This is the old yellow.
What you eat, drink, are sweet, salty, crisp and soft. This way of living is simply something that ordinary people dare not dream of.
Lu Dazhang smiled faintly. His old road was not a local bun, and he had also seen this kind of enjoyment.
Lao Huang kept staring at the pot of wine, wishing he could come over and drink it happily now.
However, in the hearts of both of them, they were highly alert, and they were waiting:
Wait for whether Cheng Qianfan will give the correct response signal according to the agreed code.
...
The two guys retreated.
There was another guy who didn't leave.
Lu Dazhang picked up the sour plum soup casually, took a sip, and watched coldly.
The young man carefully took out a box from his pocket.
Open it and take out a cigar.
After carefully and skillfully cutting the cigar is placed in a separate wooden tray.
"Old Huang, cigar, do you want a cigar? France, imported goods, my inventory here." Cheng Qianfan glanced at Lao Huang, who was already drinking with a wine pot and asked.
"I can't help but shine." Lao Huang shook his head directly.
"Rich Boy." Cheng Qianfan pointed at Lao Huang and cursed. He took out a piece of fiat currency from his little bag and handed it to the young man, but accidentally dropped the fiat currency in Tangchi.
Cheng Qianfan frowned and refused to pick it up.
The guy didn't dare to pick it up.
Cheng Qianfan waved his hand, "Go, don't disturb me."
He saw the guy's disappointed look and cursed, "No hope, when did Mr. Cheng get stingy? Tell the manager to give you a 10 yuan tip."
The young man was overjoyed when he heard this, and said joyful, and hurriedly retreated with compliments.
...
On this side, Lu Dazhang and Lao Huang looked at each other in a slight way, and the shocked expressions flashed through their eyes.
Comrade ‘Flame’ will act according to the opportunity and take out the banknotes.
This is a sign of agreement.
Could Cheng Qianfan be a Comrade ‘Fire’?
What an incredible thing this is!
The two still couldn't believe it.
Now, there are only the last two steps left to confirm the information.
Lu Dazhang picked up the legal tender that was floating over and picked it up to see it, "Hey, it's new."
As he said that, he gave Cheng Qianfan a thumbs up, "Tip for ten yuan, Brother Cheng is generous."
At this moment, his eyes stared at and glanced at the number of the fiat currency.
Lu Dazhang felt his heart beating faster, and he raised his head and looked at Cheng Qianfan deeply.
"There is no way, fiat currency is not as valuable as before." Cheng Qianfan shook his head and said, "I used to give five yuan fiat currency."
"It's time to fight, the fiat currency is useless." He said to Lu Dazhang with a look of "Tell me a secret" and said, "If Brother Lu can trust me, the fiat currency at home can be exchanged into US dollars, pounds, yen, and francs as soon as possible. Of course, it's best to be a gold bar."
"Brother Cheng is so unconfident in fiat currency?" Lu Dazhang asked.
At this moment, the fiat currency in his hand was cut into two pieces.
Seeing this, Cheng Qianfan laughed, "I almost lost my ugly face. This fiat currency was mischievous by my daughter. I used half of the two fiat currency to stick together. If this is given, my brother will lose my face."
On this side, Lao Huang put down the wine pot, wiped his mouth, and took up two halves of the fiat currency each.
Put it on the countertop and spread it out.
Take a closer look.
Then he slowly opened the pocket watch and took out a stacked ten-yuan fiat currency from the inner cover of the pocket watch.
...
"What a coincidence, Lao Huang, I was cheated a few days ago and received two halves of fiat currency spliced ​​together." As he said that, he handed the fiat currency to Cheng Qianfan, "Chief Cheng, look."
Cheng Qianfan didn't answer. He took a deep breath and tried to keep a calm tone, "470325?"
"That's right, 470325!" Old Huang's expression was solemn, and he nodded with a heavy focus.
Lu Dazhang suddenly sat up from Tangchi.
Half of Cheng Qianfan’s banknotes are numbered 470003 and half are numbered 470025.
Although the banknotes in Lao Huang's hand, he said that they were spliced ​​with two fiat coins, they were actually a genuine complete fiat currency. What they were spliced ​​with was not the fiat currency itself, but the number.
He handed the money to "Rare" and the money to "Rare" would not take it first, but would directly say the money number.
This is the triple connector signal.
Cheng Qianfan picked up the bath towel and wrapped it around his waist.
Get up and go to the edge of the pond.
Lu Dazhang and Lao Huang, the same is true.
Cheng Qianfan picked up the red wine and poured it into the two cups.
He picked up the sour plum juice and poured it into another cup.
He and Lao Huang took a red wine glass.
Lu Dazhang picked up the sour plum cup, and he said he had a discomfort and could not smoke or drink. The glass must not smell like wine.
"The Central Special Branch, Intelligence Branch, 'Roat', is launched on the 'Bamboo Forest'."
"The Central Special Branch, Intelligence Branch, 'Flying Fish', is online 'Bamboo Forest'."
"The Central Special Branch, the Red Team, the 'Fish Intestine', went online to the 'Bamboo Forest'."
All three of them raised their wine glasses with tears in their eyes.
For comrades in the "Bamboo Forest", for countless sacrifices, and for those comrades who bravely died for national liberation and victory in the people's revolution.
For the three of them, they are still alive and still adhere to their revolutionary beliefs!
clink.
"Sacrifice individuals and work hard to revolution!" - Old Huang's turbid eyes flushed, saying word by word.
"Class struggle, obey the organization!" Lu Dazhang said in a trembling voice, gritting his teeth.
"Keep the secret strictly and never betray the party!" Cheng Qianfan said with tears on his cheek.
The three of them raised their necks and drank them all in one go.
Chapter completed!