Chapter 66: Pay attention to

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"Nice to meet you."
"Just call me Haiyan."
Xu Fei shook hands with each other, remembering some rumors about this hobby in later generations, it was a bit unnatural, and then gave it a hand.
Before Zhu Jiashu came, the three sat and chatted.
This Lu Haiyan, a former policeman, was transferred to the Zhuyuan Hotel in 1983. Zhuyuan Hotel is the intern hotel of Kunlun Hotel, and Kunlun Hotel is the largest enterprise in the public security system.
After working in Zhuyuan for a short time, he was transferred to Xinhua Company as the director of the enterprise management department. Now, he is the department manager.
Just this year, he published his first novel "Undercover Police", which made him acquainted with Ma Wei. How about an old man with a wide range of people, one is to make friends and the other is to edit identity.
In an era of literary craze, the editor of a large publication is remarkable. Su Tong, Mo Yan, and Yu Hua all have friendships.
Hai Yansi's eloquent, eloquent and interested in collection, he was found to accompany him. The three chatted for a while, the private room door was pushed open, and Zhu Jiashu walked in slowly.
"Let a few wait for a long time ... Hey, your kid is here too."
The old gentleman nodded Xu Fei and smiled, "Why didn't this period pass?"
"Some good things are confiscated, I'm afraid I will delay your efforts."
"When you hear it, it's a lie, just sit and sit."
Four people were seated, the waiter came in to order, and Ma Wei handed over the recipe. "We haven't been in such a good place. You can give us advice."
"Don't be fooled, just order one by one."
He pushed the recipe back, and the old horse had to turn it over and said, "Come on a fish fillet."
"Good." The waiter noted.
Zhu Jiashu listened, and inexplicably smiled, without a word.
Hai Yan also turned over and said, "Dried roasted crucian carp."
Xu Fei took it in the end. Hey, the price of this dish is really not something ordinary people can eat.
In the human relationship, for example, friends make things, let everyone order, and a little bit deep will not be too expensive, but there are also shameless, specially selected expensive ones.
He looked at it for a long time before asking for a large scallion roasted onion.
The recipe was turned around and returned to Zhu Jiashu's hands. They didn't look at it. The opening was about three, just six dishes.
In a few moments, dishes were served. The old gentleman didn't look at anything else. He first glanced at the fish fillet, poked it with chopsticks, and shook his head: "This fish can't be made, it's not Mudfish."
"..."
Like the old hat, the three people blinked and asked, "What kind of fish is the mud fish?"
"Inshore fish, produced in Jinmen."
Zhu Jiashu, who came from the Republic of China, loved to eat and would eat. He said: "This dish of bad fish fillets must be made of mud carp, and it must be after the autumn and before the winter. At a later time, the dish was called layman. "
He took another sip and tasted it, shaking his head even more: "The craftsmanship also failed, and it was not brittle enough."
Xu Fei grinned and couldn't compare with this group of people. For two lifetimes, he didn't know how to eat fish is crisp, so he knew that eating radish is very crisp.
When Ma Wei heard it, he stopped coming to Taiwan a little bit and said: "Ouch, this blame me, I don't know how to do it."
"Don't blame you, because Fengze Garden is not successful, it should not be written in the recipe." Zhu Jiashu smiled.
"Hey, today I've been taught, you are really people-oriented." Hai Yan paved a step.
"Yes, that's what makes it so special." Ma Wei also nodded.
"I think that it's not about being exquisite, it's seasonal." Xu Fei suddenly said.
"What do you say?"
"After Liqiu, before Lidong, the mud carp is growing to a pound and a half, and the taste is the best. After Lidong, it may grow to two pounds, and the meat is not so tender.
Just plain words, eat in time.
Strawberries go on the market and eat strawberries; Lychees go on the market and eat lychees; crabs are fat and eat crabs. The outsiders looked exquisite, but in fact it was seasonal.
It's just that some people are rich and can meet the conditions of eating whatever they have; some are poor and can only eat what they can afford ... "
Hiss!
Lao Ma and Hai Yan pondered and nodded one after another: "This is the reason."
Zhu Jiashu's eyes also lighted up, "Eat in time, in a few seconds! Go back and I will find Shang Xiyong to engrave a chapter for me ..."
The old gentleman's addiction seems to be hooked out, shouting eloquently. Xu Fei blinked, he didn't know who Shang Xiyong was, and he didn't know where Miao was, so he said casually!
And after such a discussion, everyone is interested in bad fish fillets.
Ma Wei took a pair of chopsticks and tasted: "To be honest, it's really not good, it's not as good as Wang Shuo's."
"Wang Shuo still cooks?" Xu Feiqi said.
"Why not? People are second-class cooks registered by the Self-employed Association!"
Wang Shuo, a second-class cook ...
Xu Fei outlined the image of the goods, with a big head and a thick neck ... Okay, I believe it.
"For the first two years, he called Ye Jing with a buddy and opened a restaurant on the side of Shawo. That was the first batch of Sichuan restaurants in Beijing, called Tianfu Restaurant.
The business is particularly good, with three or four hundred a day. As a result of doing it, Ye Jing felt that it was boring. He didn't do business well. Jing Te fought with the customers and smashed it every few days. He usually started first.
Later, after closing down, Wang Shuo went home to write a novel. "
Old horse is talking about ancient times, Xu Fei is very interesting to listen to. Although he knew this group of people in his last life, he knows that it is different from knowing, and knowing is different from understanding.
Four people ate and drank. Six dishes were swept away. Zhu Jiashu was old and had an appetite. He probably ate the most.
Ma Weidu will just climb up to the old gentleman, not yet cooked, a little nervous at the dinner table. Hai Yan also narrowed her eyes, smiling little.
On the contrary, Teacher Xu is the most mellow, neither humble nor overactive, and can cope with ease.
After eating, Xu Fei went back in his car and walked for a while to hear the shouts behind him.
Ma Wei seemed to have something to do. He chased in a panic and said, "I forgot to tell you that the oldest five, the family has immigrated, the house is basically empty, he meant to sell it, you want Take over to give you a cheaper price. "
"Is the procedure complete?"
"No title deeds."
"Oh, forget it."
"To be sure, if you don't want to buy, I will help find a buyer, and wait for it, uh ..."
"It's okay, I will move out when the time comes and live in vain for so long, I have to thank your friend."
"That's good, see you soon!"
Xu Fei continued to ride back, slightly bigger.
Most of these are now houses allocated by the public, and are not allowed to be bought or sold, but private housing is fine.
What is private housing? It can prove that your house was uploaded by the ancestor, and the procedures are complete, you can sell it.
I did n’t have anything in the broken house where I lived. I did n’t know what I left behind. How dare I sell it? He didn't want to get into trouble, and it wasn't clear when the time came.
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In August, the heat in the north gradually subsided and the south was still hot.
Xu Fei received a phone call from Wang Fulin, and the lower Jiangnan met with the crew to shoot the remaining parts of Jia Yun. He has seen Wang Dao ’s plan, and the rest of Jia Yun ’s dramas are concentrated in the second half of the year, including Yu Xiaohong, Fengyaoqiao, bribing Sister Feng, and borrowing money from his uncle.
In other words, by the beginning of next year, he should be able to kill himself.
You can only do what you really want to do here, but I can't help but think about it.