After chatting with Manager Cheng for a while, the food and drinks ordered by Chu Heng and others were served.
There are still four unbeatable dishes. The first one is tomato, egg, and garlic eggplant, which are two home-cooked dishes, followed by the vinegar-filled glutinous rice dumplings. The glutinous rice dumplings are a home-cooked snack in the Beihe Shantang Dynasty. According to legend, they were given by Empress Dowager Cixi.
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Made from bean flour, it is shaped like a cake and can be cut into pieces and eaten by boiling vegetables, frying or stir-frying. It is a must-have for local people during festivals, weddings and funerals, and as a gift.
In the local area, there is even a saying that "if you don't eat the glutinous rice feast, you don't have to go to the mountain hall".
This was the first time Chu Heng had eaten this. It tasted sour and sweet, not greasy at all, and was pretty good.
The fourth dish is of course venison, called colorful shredded venison. Stir-fry shredded green peppers, winter bamboo shoots, shredded mushrooms, shredded ham, and egg skins. Drizzle with cooked chicken oil when served.
The appearance is colorful, contrasting with each other, red, yellow, green, natural, brown, bright and eye-catching. The taste is sweet, fragrant, crisp, tender and smooth, especially the venison inside, which is fresh and tender.
Even Chu Heng's tongue, which was used to eating the dishes cooked by Silly Zhu, didn't find any fault.
"Not bad, not bad, come on, old man, eat more!"
After Chu Heng took a few bites, he saw that the one-eyed old man didn't use his chopsticks very much. He thought it was because he was being reserved, so he hurriedly picked up some chopsticks for him, and then brought half a bottle of wine from the table to fill it up for the two people opposite him.
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"Can't drink anymore!"
Seeing this, Jiang Zhuolin put his hand over the mouth of the cup and said absently: "I'm going to take people to the shanty towns later. I'll arrest those old guys for interrogation first. Drinking too much will cause trouble."
"Crack!"
The one-eyed old man's hands shook when he heard this, and the chopsticks fell on the table. He hurriedly picked them up and explained with a wry smile: "Hey, I'm useless when I get old. I can't even hold the chopsticks steady."
"There is no way, everyone has a hero's twilight time." Chu Heng smiled and gave him a glass of wine, drank it after touching it, wiped his mouth and said to Jiang Zhuolin: "I'll go with you later, the sky is dry."
It's almost hairy."
"Okay, then I'll take you to do some activities." Jiang Zhuo smiled understandingly. He had been feeling very idle these days.
Seeing this, the one-eyed old man turned his eyes slightly, and saw him lifting his injured arm, and said with a smile: "I won't go with you. I'm old and can't stand the trouble. What's more, I didn't sleep last night."
I touched my arm at some point and wanted to take a rest."
Chu Heng's heart suddenly tightened when he heard this, and he quickly asked: "Hey, why were you not careful? How are you now? Does it hurt? Why don't I take you to the hospital after dinner to have a look."
"No, no, it's just a bump, it's not a problem." Seeing his sincere expression, the old man felt a little bitter in his mouth, forced a smile and waved his hands, then stood up: "What, you guys eat first,
I'm going to the toilet."
"I'll go with you." Chu Heng stood up quickly, fearing that it would be inconvenient for him.
"I'd like to thank you first, but please hurry up. It's not like both my arms are useless." The old man smiled and pushed him back, then turned around and walked out.
After coming out of the hotel, the one-eyed old man glanced at an old man sitting at the door begging for food with a seven or eight-year-old child in his arms. He then trotted towards the public toilet diagonally opposite.
It looked like he really couldn't hold it in any longer.
A few moments.
After the old man ran into the toilet, the skinny old man put down the child in his arms and stood up, leading the child who kept giggling and drooling slowly towards the toilet.
"This old man..."
Cen Hao, who was responsible for monitoring the one-eyed old man, was hiding in an alley not far away. He stared at the old beggar again and again. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong, so he followed him.
The younger brother who brought him ordered: "Come over and have a look. I feel like there's something wrong with this old man. Remember to be careful."
"Oh, don't worry."
The younger brother smiled and nodded, then pretended to be in a hurry to urinate and ducked out of the alley and ran towards the toilet.
After a while.
The old beggar led the child into the toilet. The one-eyed old man was peeing at this time. The dripping was like a novel written by some author, and he was squeezing out bit by bit.
It's not like Mr. Chu, who can make a hole in the spittoon by spraying it out!
After the old man and the young man came in, the originally stupid-looking child's eyes suddenly became lively, and they were not as clear and bright as those of ordinary children. Instead, they were filled with the vicissitudes of the world.
The child frowned and looked at the old man with some displeasure, and his voice sounded like salted fish that had been drying in the desert for decades, hoarse and old: "What's the matter?"
"You have been discovered, go back and evacuate!" The one-eyed old man gave the child a cold look, with undisguised disgust in his expression.
The old man was stunned when he heard this, and then he opened his tongue-less mouth and gestured: "Aba, Aba?"
"Nothing is impossible. It won't be difficult to use the entire county's efforts to find you." The old man said with a sneer.
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The child nodded sullenly, and then said thoughtfully: "The preparations on the other end are almost complete. We will be able to start in a few days. You can cooperate with us then."
"Yeah." The one-eyed old man nodded lightly.
"Hiss, ouch!"
At this moment, Cen Hao's younger brother ran in hurriedly. After just glancing at the three people who were very close, he hurriedly ran to a pit, unfastened his belt and started to pour water.
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When the three one-eyed old men heard the noise, they couldn't help but look at them with envy, then quickly withdrew their gazes and left the toilet in order.
After they left, the boy quickly put on his pants, came out of the toilet, and went straight to the alley where he had been hiding. Then he was stunned.
Where are people?
What about such a big living person who can attack and resist?!
There was no trace of Cen Hao in the alley, and only the cigarette butts that had not been extinguished on the ground proved that there were still people here before.
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It took less than ten minutes after the one-eyed old man came back.
Chu Heng and the others finished their meal as they had something to do.
"Everyone, eat slowly. I have something to do. Let's get together some other time."
Jiang Zhuolin stood up, wiped his mouth, smiled and told the people in the room the biggest lie in China, and then came out of the hotel with Chu Heng and the others.
After a while.
Volga left the hotel quickly.
On the road.
Chu Heng and Jiang Zhuolin were in the front, discussing plans to arrest people in the shanty towns later.
The one-eyed old man was looking out the window in a trance, his brows tightening and loosening at times, looking very twisted.
After a while, the car quickly returned to the police station.
After parking the car in the open space in the courtyard, Jiang Zhuolin quickly got out of the car and went to shake people.
Chu Heng was sitting in the car bored, and was about to light a cigarette when he saw Yang Qing, who had just left in the morning, walk out of a bungalow next to him, followed by his grandfather, Chu Heng's third uncle Yang Youfu.
Perhaps it was because life was getting better, the old man looked good, his face was rosy, and his waist was as straight and straight as ever.
"Hey, why are you here!" Chu Heng got out of the car with a wry smile and hurriedly greeted the old man walking towards him.
