Qin Shiou took off his coat and left his woolen sweater. Father Qin said, “Don’t take off your clothes. What if you catch a cold in such a cold day?”

  Qin Shiou pulled him to try, the flames licked the bottom of the pot frantically, the hot oil boiled, standing next to him, he could feel the heat waves, and soon he was sweating.

Five pigs took off ten tenderloins, sirloin and tenderloin. This is a serious tenderloin. The meat is delicate and tender, and after washing, it turns into a smooth pink color. Mao Weilong is cut into slices and marinated with condiments. Will bring it here, this is for deep-fried tenderloin.

  Roll the tenderloin in the starch and put it in the oil pan. Soon the meat slices will start tossing with the boiling oil, and then turn into a brilliant golden brown, so you can get it up.

  Qin Shiou fried two pieces of tenderloin in a row. The local pig had a lot of activity, less fat and more lean meat, and produced more high-quality lean meat. One tenderloin was five or six catties, and two were fried into two large pots.

The main meal is grilled meat and braised ribs, while the big bones are used to stew the soup. There are wild vegetables that Qin’s mother and Qin’s father picked bored in the autumn. These wild vegetables have been heated in hot water, and the flavor is preserved to the greatest extent. Now cut them. When the bone broth comes out of the pot, pour it in. It tastes the most beautiful.

  After the blood sausage is filled, you can cook it and eat it, tie the ends tightly, put it in one by one, and you can take it out and eat it when it is full and wafting.

  These dishes are almost ready. Qin Shiou commanded the soldiers to move out a box of white wine. They were all good wines. They were basically all made by Mao Weilong through the relationship. Maotai and Wuliangye have everything.

  Geng Junjie picked up a bottle of Feitian Moutai and looked at it, and said in amazement: "Boss, your way is really wide. This is all real Moutai. Where did you get it?"

  Qin Shiou pointed at Mao Weilong, and said, "The grandson and his father is the second in command of Jingcheng Jinyiwei. Isn't it easy to do this stuff?"

  Mao Weilong slapped him. He smiled and cursed: "Fuck you, what is Jin Yiwei? Do the people's police know?"

  Geng Junjie was immediately in awe. When he retired, his first choice was to go to the police station in his hometown, but he found a lot of relationships and failed to get the establishment. In addition, his wife was ill and needed money, so she had to go abroad to work. Unexpectedly, among the people eating in the pot is the son of the chief leader of the Beijing Public Security Bureau.

  It’s usually night for dinners and parties. It’s winter and it’s too cold, so Qin Shiou changed the time to noon, so it’s at least warmer with the sun.

  When we arrived at the restaurant, a big pot of ribs was brought up. There are also large plates of blood sausage, large plates of fried meat, large skewers of grilled meat, and large pieces of pickled pepper pork skin, scattered on several tables.

  Qin Shiou took a bowl of soup and sprinkled a lot of coriander and wild onions. The fragrance of the wild vegetables and the strong fragrance of the bone soup were mixed, and he handed it to Geng Junjie: "Come on, Lao Geng, taste the soup stewed by the boss."

  Geng Junjie was flattered and took the bowl with both hands. After drinking, he drank the sweat on his forehead and cried, "It's cool!"

  Qin Shiou looked stunned: "Fuck, isn't it hot?"

  Geng Junjie smiled and said: "The soup given by the leader must be eaten!"

The adult men present were guarding a bottle of liquor in front of everyone. Qin Shiou filled the wine with two or two teacups and stood up and said, "Brothers have not been here for a short time. I have never had a welcome banquet. It’s just for everyone. Come on, pick up the wine glass and do it!"

  Geng Junjie stood up and shouted: "Stand up!"

  The remaining nine people all stood up, raised their glasses and shouted, "Thank you, boss!"

  The sound undulates. The troops trained are different.

  Qin Shiou beckoned to start eating, he picked a spare rib and started to eat.

  He doesn't usually eat much meat. Although Farewell Island is a township, it is like a big city in Canada. People pay attention to the combination of meat and vegetables and the intake of coarse grains. Every meal, Vinnie has to plan what to eat, so it is hard for him to catch a meal and get rid of it. The opportunity to eat meat.

The taste of the pork chops of the local pigs is not comparable to the fattening pigs. These pigs have been fed with unpolluted grass or even fruits for a year. The pork ribs are lean but not firewood, and the stewed meat is fragrant but not greasy. It is delicious to eat with big mouthfuls. .

  Weini prepared plastic gloves, and a group of people were grabbing them. Qin Shiou picked up the bottle and took Geng Junjie to toast one by one. The soldiers were embarrassed and said how to make the boss toast, they came first.

Qin Shiou said: "When you arrive at the fishery, it is different from the army. We will talk about hilltopism here, but all hilltops belong to me. The first time I have a dinner together, I will take the lead as the boss. Whatever happens to the fishery in the future, it's up to you. Performance."

  A group of people banged their chests and said, "Boss, don't worry, you can do what you say. Our brothers will follow you wherever you point!"

They are very satisfied with being able to come to Daqin Fishery. The wages for December and January were paid on time. Although they only worked for a month last year, they also got a little year-end bonus. For the wage earners, This is the most important.

Not to mention, the fisherman’s apartment is luxuriously decorated, not to mention, the fisherman’s apartment is luxuriously decorated, and their homes are not so good. They can also go to the hot springs and hunting after their work. It's much cooler at home.

  Geng Junjie said these things, and finally said: "My brothers and I chat privately, and they all said that they are not for work in the fishery, but for vacation."

   "It's not so cool on vacation." The soldiers laughed.

  Qin Shiou patted them on the shoulders and said: "It feels good here, then I can rest assured, brothers work hard, you can ask the old fisherman, my old Qin has nothing to say to his brothers!"

   Geng Junjie said: "Don't worry about this, boss, I will show you these nine bastards. If anyone dares to double-hearted or tell me that they are clever, I will report it to you. This kind of person must get rid of every minute!"

   "Yes, who is lazy to get out of here!" The soldiers also yelled.

  Qin Shiou nodded in satisfaction, raised his glass and said, "Come on, let's have another drink!"

  Returning to his seat, Mao Weilong was full of envy, jealousy and hatred, and said, "I will also recruit soldiers when I go back. Grandma's. I saved some money last year and can finally expand production this year."

  Qin Shiou said: "Just your small farm, who do you hire? Can't do it yourself?"

  Mao Weilong hummed: "I can't help you recruit people?"

  Qin Shiou laughed, patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Xiaogoro, on the site of your brother, do you dare to be so prosperous? I found you to be awesome."

  He patted the table and said to Geng Junjie: “Tell the brethren, it’s time to test their combat effectiveness. Give me our son Mao. If he doesn’t fall, you have to fall!”

  Mao Weilong drank all the drinks turned into sweat, and said in horror: "Fuck, Lao Qin, you can't do this..."

  Geng Junjie opened two bottles of Wuliangye and sat down and smiled and said, "Master Mao, what's the matter, how can I start?" (to be continued~^~)