The small restaurant is located in the innermost part of a T-shaped alley. The surrounding shops are restaurants, supermarkets, and clothing stores. Each shop's front is not spacious, but there are many people doing business. It should be considered a bustling small alley.
It's just that the location of this home-cooked restaurant is not good, and it's a bit deserted compared to other shops.
Since there was no parking space in front of the store, Cao Xinmin's car was parked in the corner by the wall. Cao Xinmin buttoned up his woolen windbreaker before getting out of the car, "Xiao Zhao, it's time to get off work. I have nothing to do today. You can go back first."
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"Okay Secretary Cao, if you have anything, just call me directly." Xiao Zhao responded politely and drove away slowly. At the same time, Shen Dapeng and others also walked up to Cao Xinmin.
"It's nice here, it's quiet, and the food is good." Cao Xinmin didn't have much communication with everyone except smiles. Especially when he saw Shen Dapeng, he didn't even have the energy to nod.
The familiar person walked in front, took three narrow steps up, pushed the door and entered the small restaurant. Shen Dapeng and others also followed into the house in the thick white mist air.
Everyone looked around the entire small restaurant. There were only three dining tables that could seat four to six people. Further inside was a simple partition made of plywood. A small door next to it was hung with a curtain. It should be the back kitchen of the restaurant.
"Hey, can we sit here?" Li Zeyu's disgusting voice came out of his throat.
Maybe it’s not dinner time now, or maybe the business of this small restaurant is so deserted. In short, there is not a single table of guests eating in the room. There is only a middle-aged man and woman sitting at the table near the partition door, wearing simple and simple clothes.
They all wore greasy aprons that were so shiny that when they saw the guests, the middle-aged men and women hurriedly greeted them enthusiastically.
"We... Hey, Secretary Cao, you are here again? What, are you craving for the pimple soup I made again?" The middle-aged man felt that his eyesight was not good and he did not wear glasses, but he came to meet Cao Xinmin.
I couldn't recognize the person until he was less than half a meter away, but I could tell from the tone of his voice that Cao Xinmin must be a repeat customer here.
"Lao Yang, your pimple soup is indeed delicious, but the cucumbers and pickled radish pickled by your wife are almost boring." Cao Xinmin smiled at the middle-aged woman to show his kindness, and the middle-aged woman also smiled in response, whimpering in her throat.
He made a strange sound when he swallowed, and wiped a dining table to signal everyone to sit down.
Middle-aged women seem to be unable to speak.
This was the first instinct of everyone present, but out of respect for the unfamiliar relationship, no one said much.
The woman went into the kitchen without saying anything. After everyone had finished cooking at a relatively large table that could allow six people to sit around, Lao Yang came over with the menu. He did not give the menu to Cao Xinmin, but handed it to him.
When it came to Zhou Chengmin's hands, it seemed that in his opinion, Zhou Chengmin was more like the boss who paid the bills, "What would you like to eat?"
"Secretary Cao, what do you want to eat?" Zhou Chengmin didn't dare to make the decision and hurriedly handed the menu to Cao Xinmin.
Unexpectedly, before Cao Xinmin could reach out to take it, Lao Yang pushed the menu back to Zhou Chengmin, "Every time Secretary Cao comes, he always comes with leek and eggs, and pimple soup with pickles. He likes my authentic taste, boss.
Or think about what you want to eat? Our family doesn’t have big fish or meat, so we can try light family dishes.”
"Uncle Cao must be his favorite, so let's all have pimple soup with pickles, right?" Li Zeyu was good at flattering, making suggestions, and turned to look at everyone.
Liu Fengxia nodded in agreement, "It's okay. I've been in the car all day, and my stomach has already been turbulent. Let's eat something light. There are six of us in total. Boss, please consider a few more dishes!"
"Then... how about...bean sprouts in vinegar, stir-fried eggs with leeks, stir-fried meat with cucumbers, and a platter of wild vegetables? Wild vegetables are all picked in the mountains in autumn, so they are not fresh, but they are guaranteed to be free of chemical fertilizers and pesticides."
"Oh? Wild vegetables? Yes!"
Liu Fengxia still likes wild wild vegetables. When she was still in the cannery, she often used her free time to go to the mountains with her coworkers to pick wild wild vegetables, bracken, mother-in-law, monkey legs, big leaf celery...
In one day, anyone can pick up a full bag. It does not cost money and can exercise. It is a green food without pesticides and chemical fertilizers. The most important thing is that it tastes very good. Unfortunately, as a county seat, Qingshu County does not have the same mountain forest resources as Honglin City.
In developed countries, mass production is not possible and can only be eaten at home.
"Are there a lot of wild vegetables in Linling?" Shen Dapeng asked Lao Yang slowly, but Lao Yang had already turned away and did not hear his question.
Lao Yang did not respond, but Cao Xinmin nodded affirmatively, "Honglin City is surrounded by forests on three sides, so the forest resources are naturally very rich."
"Linhu City, which also relies on the mountains, has relatively convenient transportation. It mainly develops timber resources and mineral resources. Honglin City does not have forest farms or policies, but there are several wild vegetable factories that do well. They have trade transactions with South Korea and island countries.
In fact, the ecological park originally wanted to attract similar factories to settle in, but I didn’t expect..."
At this point, Cao Xinmin looked at Liu Fengxia seriously, "Unexpectedly, Mr. Liu was so generous that he directly signed the entire first phase of the ecological park project. Those ordinary factories can only wait for the second phase of the project."
"Secretary Cao, if we can have dinner together, it means that we are still close. Please stop complimenting me. If I don't hold you with one hand, it will hurt me if I fall!"
Liu Fengxia smiled and poured warm water for Cao Xinmin, "If you think I am a good person, then you can help me approve more loans after this year, so as to ease the financial pressure of our company."
"Don't worry, it's a good project that benefits the country and the people. As long as you complete it with quality and quantity and don't cause trouble for everyone, I will definitely do my best, whether it is a loan or a provincial or municipal policy. I will definitely
We will create a relatively harmonious atmosphere, speed and quality for you, so don’t take it lightly.”
"Uncle Cao is such a good man! Then Dapeng just mentioned the airport, do we need to discuss it?" Wang Yuying suddenly interrupted inexplicably, and also mentioned the suggestion of building an airport.
Zhou Chengmin and others were not too surprised. After all, Li Zeyu had made suggestions in the car, but Li Zeyu only spoke after getting Cao Xinmin drunk. The wine had not yet been served, and Wang Yuying's words were too early.
Different from everyone's indifference, Cao Xinmin frowned slightly and looked at Shen Dapeng with raised eyebrows. In his opinion, if Liu Fengxia and Zhou Chengmin got the opportunity to have dinner with him, they would definitely try their best to obtain financial loans and favorable regional policies.
This is the nature of profit-seeking businessmen.
Before even talking about the main topic of fighting for interests, Wang Yuying changed the topic to the somewhat unrealistic airport issue, a topic that Shen Dapeng himself admitted to mention inadvertently when they were at the boundary of the ecological park.