Talking about eating roast duck was just a joke. Hong Yanwu would never really disgust Su Jin so much.
In addition, considering that the big restaurant was crowded, noisy, and expensive, Hong Yanwu was afraid that Bian Jiangong and Su Jin would be even more embarrassed to let go. He simply stayed nearby and led everyone to the "Xinguang Restaurant" which was three or four hundred meters away.
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This state-owned restaurant is not on the main road. Its specific location is at the corner of "Nanheng East Street" and "Zhuchao Street". Diagonally opposite is the "Mishi Hutong" where Kang Youwei's former residence is hidden. The only way to get there is through this alley.
Xiangcaishikou is the busiest "Luomashi Street".
In addition, the nearby residents are all poor people in the south and have no habit of going to restaurants. That is to say, when guests come to the house, adults will tell their children, "Go to the restaurant on the street to get some wine and buy a plate of pork head meat."
, don’t lose your money.”
So this place has a bit of a meaning of "the aroma of wine is also afraid of the depth of the alley".
Although the scale was okay, with about a dozen tables, and the chef was pretty good at cooking a few specialty dishes, the business had never been booming.
But precisely because of this, the food is affordable, the environment is clean, and it is right at home. It is the most suitable place for Hong Yanwu and Chen Liquan to invite Bian Jiangong and Su Jin as their guests.
Moreover, this restaurant has an additional advantage, that is, when Hong Yanwu and Chen Liquan used to work at the food station, they often came here and used it as a canteen. They were very familiar with the waiters and chefs here.
You'll definitely have a good time here, and you can drink as much or as late as you want, and I'm sure no one will bother you or chase you away.
No, if nothing else, as soon as Hong Yanwu opened the door, the people inside greeted him.
"Hey, who is this? It's rare! Sit down, sit down, let me get you a pot of tea first. Stronger? Lighter?"
The first person to say hello was a male waiter named Cui. Following closely behind, the eldest lady who took the ticket was sitting behind the ticket counter.
"Hey, Xiaowu and Quanzi, they haven't been here for a while! What's the matter, are you so conceited? You don't even appreciate the craftsmanship of our master?"
Hong Yanwu responded quickly.
"Stop it! I really want the master to hear it. If you add two more pinches of salt to the dish, it will be yours and mine? Sister, as long as you keep practicing good deeds, "Heroes of Tongbai" will be staged at Caishikou Cinema next month. I guarantee that you will have two
The middle seat in the eighth row..."
The woman smiled and became speechless.
Following Hong Yanwu, he touched his pocket and took the initiative to greet the waiter who was looking for a teapot in the distance, "Xiao Cui, come on!"
"Whoosh!" A whole box of "Friendship" flew through the parabola.
Needless to say, this package of "friendship" is naturally Director Wei's contribution.
The waiter named "Xiao Cui" took the cigarette in his hand and was very pleasantly surprised.
"Awesome! It seems that the eldest sister is right. You guys are so drunk and your cigarettes have been upgraded!"
After saying this, the boy stopped making tea. He took the cigarette and went to the chef and the master to share the cigarettes.
It was really early today and there was no one else in the restaurant yet. Hong Yanwu didn't issue tickets and led the other people to sit down directly.
After a while, not only did "Xiao Cui" bring a pot of hot tea and teacups, but the master chef also showed up.
This is a middle-aged cook in his forties. His surname is Lu. He has a chubby face and is tall and strong, like a small screen wall. He also holds a box of "Evergrande" worth 29 cents in his hand. Come over and give it to them first.
After sending out a circle of smoke and lighting each other up, the master finally reported the situation in earnest.
"To tell you the truth, the food served these days is not very good. I only have half a fan of pork, a little chicken, and some dried shrimps, which are considered fresh. There are several kilograms of beef and mutton, but the color has started to turn black, and the hairtail fish
No, it's thin and smelly. If you want to listen to me, don't order beef, sheep and fish. What's the matter? Men, let's make do with something..."
This scene fell in the eyes of Bian Jiangong and Su Jin, making them both secretly speechless.
They really didn't expect that Hong Yanwu would be so familiar here, as if he were at home, and he would have such a big presence.
Under normal circumstances, the service staff's nostrils are turned upward, and it is almost impossible to smile. It is normal to ignore me for a long time. Where can I make you tea and water, and take the initiative to greet you?
Not to mention that the master chef also came out to smoke cigarettes politely, informed them of the situation so casually, and proactively asked them what they wanted to eat.
It is obvious that their treatment here is beyond the standard. It is all for the sake of Hong Yanwu and Chen Liquan.
Otherwise, if this were not the case, if they came alone, they would have to bow to the people in these restaurants if they wanted to eat something.
Of course, this is also inseparable from Hong Yanwu's generosity. Others only offered one or two cigarettes, but this guy was good at it. The "friendship" of 54 cents per box was gone without blinking an eyelid.
After a while, he also promised someone else’s movie tickets.
Logically speaking, it makes sense. Who doesn't like to deal with generous and happy people? How can they not be affectionate to you when they take advantage of you?
Well, it’s better to have money! You’re free and easy and respectable, everyone smiles, and flowers bloom...
And just when Bian Jiangong and Su Jin were having random thoughts, they heard Hong Yanwu start to greet them.
"Brothers, don't be too impatient. Tell me, what do you want to eat? As long as it's available here, I'll take care of it! It doesn't necessarily mean what they wrote on the wall. I just want the restaurant to have the ingredients to make it! This Master Lu will
There is no dish that I can’t cook…”
These words were on point, not only showing the importance he attached to Bian Jiangong and Su Jin, but also praising the master. The fat cook's eyes narrowed as he spoke.
Su Jin quickly said, "You're welcome, you're welcome, I'm free to do whatever I want."
Bian Jiangong also said, "I'm free to do whatever I want!"
But immediately afterwards, he made a very insightful addition. "In fact, just pork is enough. We who came back from Inner Mongolia spent many years in the pastoral area eating beef and mutton, and we are greedy for pork. Even if we eat steamed buns with lard, it is a big deal."
Blessing..."
These few words made the master happy. "Then I can't just fool you with suet..."
Hong Yanwu also smiled and simply stepped over to do the job. He ordered "osmanthus meat", "sliced pork", "dry fried meatballs", "sweet and sour pork loin", "braised pork ribs", "fried chicken with soy sauce" and "fried shrimp" very expertly.
", "Soft Fried Shrimp" and eight hot dishes.
No matter that Bian Jiangong and Su Jin became more and more surprised as they listened, they even said not to ask for more. Master Lu agreed, tossed the big towel, and went to the kitchen with a cigarette in his mouth.
Then Hong Yanwu handed Xiao Cui a "Great Unity" and asked him for a bottle of Erguotou, and "Xiao Cui" also responded.
Both of them looked like they were willing to be ordered around.
This made Bian Jiangong and Su Jin sigh with emotion.
Bian Jiangong was moved by the scene and even expressed his envy very frankly.
"Xiao Wu, you are too polite. Hey! That's right! Even though they are all temporary workers, we are not the same. I heard that not only did the foreign bank repay your family's money, but the old house also returned it to you. You still have it?
Fortunately, you don't expect the salary of a temporary worker at all, otherwise you can only break 'Beihai', and you can't even afford a box of 'Xiangshan'. Let alone 'Friendship'..."
Su Jin sounded a bit outrageous, so he stopped him with words.
"You're tired without drinking! You live just to smoke. Isn't that pitiful?"
Unexpectedly, people are poor but have short ambitions, while horses are thin and hairy. Although Su Jin wanted to pull up and do meritorious deeds, he had to slide down the slope while doing meritorious deeds.
"What's wrong with being pitiful? As long as I can pack the Big Qianmen and half a liter of real beer every day, that's enough for me in this life..."
Just as I was talking about this, I heard a loud "sting" sound from the kitchen, followed by a continuous and harsh stir-frying sound. It was obvious that Master Lu had already started practicing.
Both Bian Jiangong and Su Jin couldn't help but be attracted by the sound. When they looked up, they saw faint firelight flashing in the back kitchen. This scene almost represented a kind of heavenly happiness to them.
After a while, a plate of "Dinged Chicken with Soy Sauce" and "Sliced Pork" were served on the table.
Hong Yanwu quickly opened the wine, poured wine for several people, and arranged for everyone to eat while it was hot. Bian Jiangong and Su Jin couldn't care about anything else, and took down their chopsticks to fill up the food together.
At this moment, neither Hong Yanwu nor Chen Liquan used their chopsticks, but they watched half of the two dishes go down.
Bian Jiangong waited until he had a glass of wine to satisfy his craving for the first time before continuing.
"Xiao Wu, I'm not afraid of your jokes. I'm really a bit hopeless now. I originally wanted to invite you back when I have money. But to be honest, I don't even dare to brag about this now...
"
"It's not my brother who is complaining to you. I really didn't expect that the days when I returned to the city would be so different from what I thought. Not only at work, but also everywhere. Most importantly, even my family's attitude towards me has changed..."
"Just talk about sleeping. That wooden bed is really not as comfortable for me as sleeping on an earthen kang covered with a big felt. Not only do I have to take off my shoes, but I also have to sleep on a cotton-like pillow. I'm not used to it, so I put on my own clothes.
Unexpectedly, my mother disliked my habit and insisted on breaking my habit. She said that my clothes were dirty and I would get sick if I slept with my clothes on my head every day. But in Inner Mongolia, not only did I sleep with my clothes on my head, my face was also facing the sheep dung plate.
.I have never been sick. Isn’t this nonsense? My mother always thought I had mutton, so I was forced to go to my brother’s bathhouse to take a bath every day, but the old lady could still smell the smell of sheep mutton when she saw me.
It’s just embarrassing. This is all weird..."
"There is still food to eat. I eat so much. One meal is equivalent to what my parents eat for a day. If I go on family leave, no one will tell me. But this day has been going on for so long, where did our family get so many food stamps? I
Understand, my parents felt their hearts bleed when they saw me eating. I had no choice but to automatically reduce my food intake by half. But being hungry is just being hungry. People are not invulnerable. I can tolerate one meal and it’s fine, but two or three meals will make my stomach unbearable.
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"Besides, we are used to staying in open places. It was fine for the first few days, but as time went on, I felt that the capital was too noisy. It was very frustrating and made me feel weak. I was particularly afraid of going to Wangfujing and Dashilar.
Xidan. So many faces, so many pairs of eyes, so dark, they always remind me of the past criticism meetings! You know, I have a loud voice. If I feel bored, I will inevitably sigh loudly and roar. I just want to breathe more.
Some oxygen. But my dad was against me, saying I was 'making noise', and said that if there was a voice competition, I could win the donkey bragging. I made him a cup of tea and put a little more tea leaves in it. Oops, what's going on, old man?
They scolded me and said that I had degenerated into a savage and couldn’t even make tea..."
"Actually, I know in my heart that this is because I won't leave. Unlike the past few days where I stayed briefly, I will become a long-term drag on the family. So those who can be tolerated cannot be tolerated. Who can not dislike it? Dear
The same goes for my parents. Otherwise, I would just look at the porridge pot like a dog every day. For no other reason than to pay for the family..."
"As for my status in society, I have even less status. I have completely turned into a poor and rustic country bumpkin. I can't even buy things. I can't stand in several queues at the same time. I don't know where to buy new gadgets.
When I go to the store to buy things, I'm treated as a coward, and everyone dislikes me. It's the same every time I take the bus, the conductor always treats me as an outsider, and checks my ticket over and over again. After encountering this situation several times, I
I don’t want to ride in a car anymore. Fortunately, we are used to walking on the grassland. Wherever we go, we are like "Abu Gaier"..."
(Note: Yabugail, Mongolian, means walking.)
These words are really full of desolation, sadness and loneliness. After hearing this, Hong Yanwu wanted to give some advice.
But at this time, Su Jin interrupted. Even though his work was so bad, he himself thought quite clearly.
"Jiangong, just be satisfied. In fact, we are really good at it. What kind of work shouldn't be done by someone else? At least we have Aunt Bian to help. The street people still try their best to take care of us, let alone us. You know that the Fourth Company is coming back with us.
Baozhong and Liangzi? They are extremely evil people on the other side of the street. They are just fooling around and cheating. Yes, they have arranged work for them, but the specific whereabouts are not clear. They only vaguely say that it is the Beijing Public Utilities Bureau. Baozhonghe
Liangzi was very happy and agreed immediately. Then he went to the study class, studied the works of great leaders and the deeds of advanced figures, and was inspired again and again. In short, you must make your own statement, 'Do whatever the leader tells you to do', 'Only
Jobs are chosen by people, not jobs by people. Then the answer suddenly came out, the crematorium! It happened to be when everyone's heads were burning, and no one could change their words for a while, so they had no choice but to go! You guys
Say, injustice is not unfair..."
Huh? The three people present were shocked by the result.
Hey! This trick... is damaging enough!
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