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Chapter 50 Beijing Roast Duck Restaurant

The seven people sat under the warm sun, chatting and eating, and swept away the things brought by Hong Yanwu and Chen Liquan. After eating, they chatted for a while, and then began to pack up and go down the mountain.

Because it was still early, everyone agreed to go to the nearby "Beijing Botanical Garden". But they never expected that, whether it was a coincidence or the narrow road, when they were approaching the foot of the mountain, they actually met the group of people who had just been attacked.

Hong Yanwu beat up the big boy in the courtyard.

To be honest, Hong Yanwu and the others were in a very bad situation at that time because these bastards happened to be on the mountain road above their heads.

As soon as the gang discovered them, they played a trick. They each lowered their heads to find rocks, and then threw them down from the mountain. The broken stones and broken bricks rained down on Hong Yanwu and his group without any warning.

Fortunately, the distance was still far, and the accuracy of this group of boys was limited. Hong Yanwu and Chen Liquan were far more alert than ordinary people, so after they discovered the danger in time, they finally opened a few stones that had been hit close by, and protected the others to safety without any danger.

place.

But despite this, the three women in the team and Song Guofu were all frightened at this moment, because they knew that this was an unlucky situation where they could only passively be beaten without being able to fight back.

Hong Yanwu was good at fighting, but after all, he didn't know how to do light kung fu. He couldn't fly six or seven meters up to beat those guys, right? If he had to wait for him to take a detour and chase after him, those bastards would have escaped long ago.

Perhaps because of this, after the failed raid, the gang of boys not only did not run away, but instead put their hands on their hips and began to curse and sing hooligan tunes.

They are repeating the same tricks they used in the first encounter. They can't hit you, but they will still piss you off.

So for a while, all kinds of filthy words and hooligan tones were used to circle around the three girls, making them red with anger and extremely angry. Hong Yanwu and several other men were also filled with anger and gnashing their teeth.

However, the arrogance and arrogance of these bastards only ended here, and they all immediately regretted it. Because don't forget, there is also "Xiaobaizi" in Hong Yanwu's team.

As this true "long-range sniper master" drew his bow, loaded the bullet, and took action with anger, the gang of boys suddenly suffered.

Just a few "swish" sounds were heard, and all the stones hit by "Xiaobaizi" hit their heads, followed by "ouch" screams of pain. The people who were shot were holding their hands.

The forehead fell down.

Then, there was chaos on the mountain road, just like a bomb exploding. The gang of boys were driven away by a slingshot from "Xiaobaizi" and ran away, screaming. The scene was comparable to dodging machine gun fire on the battlefield.

It looked like a defeated army, with the sounds of "ouch, ouch" falling and helpless insults everywhere.

Within tens of meters, as long as the eyesight of "Little Baizi" is limited, people can jump out even if they are hiding in the bushes. The fear and panic in it can only be realized by the big bumps on the head and the bitter tears.

summed up.

At this point, the situation suddenly reversed, and the raid by this gang of boys completely turned into a failed farce. The way they fled like monkeys became the biggest joke that made Hong Yanwu and his party laugh so hard today, and they talked about it for a long time afterwards.

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After that, it was like the dark clouds parting to see the sun, and there were no surprises throughout the afternoon. At five o'clock in the afternoon, after visiting the "Botanical Garden", the exhausted Hong Yanwu and his party finally set off on their way home.

Naturally, they didn't have to squeeze in the bus when they went back, because Director Song Guofu's father's special car was available for them.

In order to meet the leadership's car needs, the driver class has a total of two drivers for Director Song, so that they can work shifts for each other and be on call. The driver who drove here today is in his thirties, and his surname is Meng. Hong Yanwu and the others were introduced by Song Guofu

Next, everyone called "Master Meng" one by one, and got into the light blue "Volga" car belonging to the director of the Beijing Grain Bureau.

It can be said that these days, the advantages of traveling by car have been shown.

Because at that time, there were not as many cars in the capital as there are today, and it could even be said that there were very few cars. Therefore, the traffic was very smooth all the way back. When the car drove, it was so fast, just like flying on an airplane! It only took an hour.

From Xiangshan we arrived at Xuan (Wu) District.

Moreover, there were not many opportunities for ordinary people to ride in this thing at that time. Except for Hong Yanwu, Song Guofu and Fang Ting, it was the first time for everyone else to ride in a high-end car, and they all felt flattered. To put it bluntly, the feeling was comparable to that of riding in a luxury car today.

"Daben" and "Bentley" are much more enjoyable.

As for anyone who thinks that seven people, not including the driver, are all crammed into a Volga is a bit unreliable, then he is probably ignorant.

Not to mention that the cars of those days did not pay attention to energy conservation and emission reduction. The space in the cabin was usually larger, and the "Volga" has always enjoyed an international reputation. The Belgians called it a "tank on wheels" and the British called it a "tank on wheels".

"A horse that can carry heavy loads" is quite powerful.

As for stuffing people into cars, just watch the movie "Mobile Phone". Eleven girls can actually get out of a "Volkswagen". You also know that Hong Yanwu and others were riding in a "Volga".

Coming back is actually within the normal range.

"Purple smoke rises from the incense burner under the sun, and when I see the roast duck hanging in front of the river in the distance, I drool three thousand feet down, and I feel that I don't have any money in my pocket!"

It was six o'clock in the evening. Hong Yanwu's first words after getting off the car in front of the "Beijing Roast Duck Restaurant" made everyone laugh on the spot. Even the driver, Master Meng, was so happy that he couldn't smile from ear to ear, and because

He kept thinking about this interesting limerick, and he almost forgot to take out the key when he parked the car.

In those days, a driver was an absolutely high-end technical job, let alone someone who drove for the director. Therefore, whether it was due to rules or as a favor, we had to invite Master Meng to have dinner with everyone, and we must not neglect it. So everyone

I waited until Master Meng parked the car and then walked into this century-old restaurant with him, which is known as "the best in the world" in the catering industry in Beijing.

At this time, there was only one "Judequan" with no semicolon, and it was quite characteristic of the times.

The decoration style is extremely simple. In the lobby on the first floor, there are ordinary dining tables covered with plastic sheets. There are only stools but no chairs. The walls are also simple white walls painted with green paint.

And the messy scene in the middle is like a big canteen. Not only is every table full, but there is no seat at the shared table. Even the waiters wearing white overalls holding trays are coming in and out, shuttling back and forth, busy.

His head was sweating profusely. The sounds of greetings, cheers, and punches were deafening, it was extremely noisy.

At this moment, everyone, including Hong Yanwu, was a little dumbfounded, because everyone thought that finding a seat would be a big problem. Fortunately, Master Meng had been here many times with Director Song and knew the inside story quite well.

He immediately told everyone that the ground floor was a popular route and sold roast duck set meals. The upstairs was actually the place to eat the whole roast duck. Because the price was much more expensive than downstairs, there were actually not many people. As a result, everyone

He walked up to the high-rise seating area with hesitation, and found a large round table that could seat ten people.

According to the standards of this era, it was normal for the waiter to make them wait for a long time before coming to greet them, let alone to expect them to bring tea and water.

So Song Guofu took the initiative and didn't bother the waiter. He took the menu on the table and went directly to the counter to pay for the bill. Hong Yanwu took out three large lunch boxes from the bag and followed closely.

When Fang Ting saw this scene, she couldn't help but let out a contemptuous snort. The meaning was obviously a bit disdainful, as if she was saying, "You are really worthless. You can't eat well, and you have to walk around." So she said this.

Come, Hong Yanru and Su Xiu couldn't help but look a little embarrassed, feeling very embarrassed for Hong Yanwu.

Fortunately, Master Meng was a kind and good person, and he knew what kind of person Fang Ting was, so he deliberately talked to Hong Yanru and Su Xiu, and covered up this embarrassment by asking them about the school situation.

Not long after, Hong Yanwu and Song Guofu came back together. The lunch boxes had naturally been handed over to the kitchen, but they still held many things in their hands. In addition to a bottle of Wuliangye and several bottles of "Five Star" beer, there was also a bottle of

Osmanthus Chen and a "Blue Peony" cigarette.

These things alone cost almost twenty. Fang Ting couldn't help but frown again when she saw it.

Even though Song Guofu was the son of the director, the salary income of the director was very limited in those days, and gifts and power exchanges were the norm at that time, but few people dared to directly give or accept bribes with money.

So although his family will give Song Guofu some extra money, and he still has a salary, which is much more generous than ordinary people, the actual figure is only about one hundred yuan per month. Looking at it today, a meal would have cost more than ten yuan.

The food could be eaten by Hong Yanwu in dozens of pieces if not done well. It would be really cruel to "kill" him with this knife.

Besides, she will marry into the Song family in the future, so Song Guofu's money belongs to her. If you think of it this way, Hong Yanwu is just spending her money now.

What made her even more uncomfortable was Hong Yanwu's rude and blatant attitude of taking advantage. As soon as the boy sat down, he opened the cigarettes and divided them.

It was understandable to give Master Meng two boxes of cigarettes, but after he gave each of the other men a box of cigarettes, the remaining half of the cigarettes were left by his side. It was obviously a sign of generosity to Song Guofu.

To make money for himself.

As a result, Fang Ting became even more angry. When she got angry, she wanted to find trouble to vent her anger. But no matter what, Hong Yanwu also helped her vent her anger today, and she ate other people's food at noon. What if

It was obviously too stingy to show off her anger. So naturally, Song Guofu, who was willing to be "taken advantage of", became the scapegoat for her anger.

It happened that the waiter came over to serve cold dishes at this time, and Fang Ting asked Song Guofu to follow her to wash her hands before eating. But Song Guofu hesitated a little because he was talking to Hong Yanwu. As a result, she found an opportunity to get angry.

Fang Ting glared and scolded Song Guofu on the spot like a child. She said that there were many bacteria on hands. Hepatitis was popular outside now. The disease comes from the mouth. If you don't do it well, you will be infected. She also said that you don't wash your hands.

Just eating is a bad habit. It is neither civilized nor healthy. Only people with no quality are like this.

Well, they were all criticizing Huai. In one moment, several people, headed by Hong Yanwu, were holding chopsticks and were about to pick up the cold dishes. They all "spooned" in. It made everyone eat or not eat. Everyone here was very excited.

Awkward.

But what surprised Fang Ting was that although Hong Yanwu was also squeezed, he showed no grudge or dissatisfaction. He was the only person here who supported her idea. He later helped her smooth things over and persuaded everyone to agree.

Go wash your hands.

But his words sounded much more pleasant to the ears. He mainly explained the fact that roast duck must be eaten with hand burritos. He also said that she was a nurse and she was definitely considering everyone's health. It was absolutely right for everyone to listen to the words of professionals.

Not only did she praise her, but she also really impressed everyone.

This can't help but make Fang Ting a little confused. She really doesn't know if Hong Yanwu praises her so much, is he afraid of her, or respects her? Or does he have other thoughts about her?

Did he beat up those bad guys so hard today because of me?

Could it be that just now he asked Song Guofu to buy cigarettes and alcohol out of jealousy?

Then he is following my words now... is he treating me... hum, the toad wants to eat swan meat...

Just like that, she felt a little worried and anxious for a while, but for some reason, there was still a little bit of... sweetness in her heart.

Beautiful girls are often like this. When someone they don't like is chasing after them, they will undoubtedly feel upset, but at the same time, they can't help but feel a little secretly happy.

However, I'm afraid Fang Ting herself didn't realize that her current mentality towards Hong Yanwu was actually very different from a few days ago when she didn't want to look at him again.


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