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　　 Within half an hour after the group photo, Comrade Yang Feng became half the protagonist, and the leaders of each unit also met him again.

　　

　　 Of course, the focus of the group meeting will eventually be transferred to the secretary's family.

　　

　　 Yang Feng sat back to his position contentedly. He is a man who values ​​honor more than life. He is valued by the leader and by his colleagues, which comforts his veterans.

　　

Of course, Chinese people in this era are like this. It is like contemporary Americans and Koreans worship money more than life. From a secular perspective, before the 1980s, Chinese who had honors almost had them. Everything, whether in the factory, in the school, in the government, or in the countryside, has a higher level of praise, high-level honors, and life will be much smoother.

　　

　　 Student Xiaocheng sat back in his seat full of suspicion, and kept thinking back to how Yang Rui opposed the guest.

　　

After drinking another round of tea and a round of wine, the secretary's wife waved to Yang Rui and said with a smile: "You come to your house to celebrate the New Year, and I have nothing to greet you. I will take this New Year's Day money for you. I wish you success in your studies. Life goes well."

　　

　　 Yang Rui was stunned for a moment, then took it directly, and said, "Thank you, Auntie."

　　

　　 did not make the usual excuses, which made Mrs. Secretary a little uncomfortable, but she also smiled and continued to walk to the other child, and then gave the red envelopes and blessings.

　　

　　When the people who came to pay the New Year's greetings saw it, it was, this is the rhythm that must be given to the New Year's Eve, and that didn’t say anything, all of them hurry up to pay.

　　

　　 After a while, Yang Rui was full of banknotes in his hand. The more were 10 yuan, the less was two yuan, and the five yuan was the most.

　　

　　 In fact, now people give each other New Year's money, starting with a dime. Even in Nanhu City, two yuan is a lot of money. Five yuan and ten yuan are the highest denomination bills, which are not even common in rural areas today.

　　

　　 In this age when a bottle of Moutai was only a dozen yuan, someone who could easily squeeze out five yuan and ten yuan was also the leader of Niucha's bureau.

　　

　　 I gave Yang Ruisai 10 yuan. When I came to Xiaocheng, I was naturally more generous.

　　

At this time 20 yuan is already the start. Yang Rui watched a leader personally, stuffed a thick pile of real banknotes into Xiaocheng's hand, and then touched his head: "This is the lucky money given to you by Uncle Wu. In the future, I will study hard and strive to be admitted to Peking University."

　　

　　 Xiaocheng classmate was impressed immediately.

　　

In this scene and this scene, Yang Feng, who gave up his home for everyone, would not show a different shape. He took out twenty yuan and gave it to Xiaocheng, and then gave the other children two yuan each. He sat back next to Yang Rui and asked: "How much did the secretary give?"

　　

　　 Yang Rui opened the red envelope and glanced at it, and said, "Two yuan."

　　

　　 Yang Feng twitched the corners of his mouth and muttered: I have a huge appetite.

　　

　　 Yang Rui was secretly speechless.

　　

　　 After all, the parents who brought their children were a minority. There were about ten children in total. The secretary each gave 2 yuan, which is equivalent to spending more than 20 yuan.

　　

　　 However, the red envelopes given to the secretary’s son are all New Year greetings. Each person ranges from twenty to thirty yuan, and as many as tens of yuan. If they are unified, they will cost thousands of yuan.

　　

　　 Such a blatant reception of gifts has indeed created a precedent in Nanhu City.

　　

　　 In the past few years, although the leaders also received gifts for their weddings and funerals, the scale was much smaller, and at least they would put up a banquet, meaning.

　　

Although Xiaocheng had paid most of the money, he also had some money in his hand. He immediately felt better. When he sent the "uncles and aunts" out to Yang Rui, he stopped him and smiled. : "Yang Rui, I invite you and Wu Qian to dinner, I'm the grandfather now."

　　

　　 Xiaocheng patted his chest, which drew kind laughter from the people around him.

　　

　　 At this time, he claimed to be a grandfather, but it was a good ridicule.

　　

　　 Yang Rui was taken aback for a moment, and said: "Do you know Wu Qian?"

　　

　　 "I met today, let's have a meal, so we won't be familiar." Xiaocheng's eyes flashed with the peculiar eagerness of young people, and he said: "I want to learn something from you and listen to you about the college entrance examination."

　　

　　 Looking at him, it seems that he doesn't care about the story that happened an hour ago.

　　

　　 Or, Wu Qian's attractiveness is greater than Yang Rui's threat.

　　

In the room, the secretary of the municipal party committee heard the college entrance examination, but he walked out and smiled gently: "Yang Rui, if you are not busy, please talk to our Xiaocheng and let him know about the college entrance examination. Lest you laugh all day and waste your homework. Lao Yang, trouble your son, we parents, if we don’t help, we always panic."

　　

　　 Even the secretary of the municipal party committee, but during the college entrance examination, what he can do is actually limited. People who are not particularly obsessive will generally take the usual methods, find the best teachers to help with tuition, provide the best learning environment, and buy some Chinese herbal medicines that can improve learning efficiency. This is probably the limit that parents can do.

　　

Yang Feng doesn't care if Yang Rui has time or anything. In his opinion, chatting is entertainment, so he laughed loudly: "The little bunny is full of lice after coming home. If you are busy or not, let them go. Just ask."

　　

　　 With a word, Yang Feng sold his son.

　　

　　 Others are quite envious, they all think that Yang Feng can have such a son to sell, it is really happy.

　　

　　 Yang Rui curled his lips and said indispensable: "Then go and talk."

　　

　　 "Okay, you young people go and play, have fun." The secretary of the municipal party committee waved his hand freely.

　　

　　 Yang Rui called Wu Qian, went out, turned, and then got on the bus.

　　

　　 During this process, Yang Rui didn't say a word, and Wu Qian opened her eyes curiously.

　　

　　 Xiaocheng still smiled at first, very calm. As the car was moving away, Xiao Cheng frowned and said, "You won't ask where to go?"

　　

　　 Yang Rui glanced at him with his thin arms and legs, and said, "Whatever."

　　

　　 Xiaocheng wanted to lose his temper, but he really couldn't make it out.

　　

　　 "Get off at the next stop." Xiaocheng licked his lips and stood by the door.

　　

　　 Wu Qian saw Yang Rui also stand over, and turned around quickly. At this moment, the bus made a big turn, and Wu Qian, who was caught off guard, rushed forward.

　　

　　 Yang Rui straightened her waist, as if he was catching a basketball, and grabbed Wu Qian.

　　

　　 The soft fragrant warm jade entered his arms, and Yang Rui couldn't help but tremble: It's so big!

　　

　　Even though the cotton-padded clothes are separated, Yang Rui can also feel the softness between his chest and arms. He can't help but make a description in his mind. By the way, a 3D modeling comes.

　　

　　 32D did not run, maybe there must be 34E! Yang Rui lowered his head and glanced at Wu Qian, who was flushed with redness, then let go of her gently, thinking: She really is a strange woman with a deep hidden merit and fame!

　　

　　 "Get off the car." Xiaocheng saw this scene, inexplicably sad. After getting off the car, he didn't say a word, and first found a public telephone to make a call.

　　

　　 Although it is not as common as it was in the 1990s, in the city center of 1984, small shops and other shops still have public telephones.

　　

　　 In some places where people come and go, these pay phones make more money than selling newspapers and magazines.

　　

　　 The unit of measurement of three or five cents a minute makes people have to pinch the watch to speak. Dial the words before the phone and consider the sentence, just like a telegram.

　　

Of course, today’s classmate Xiaocheng is like a local tyrant. After he picked up the phone, he didn’t even look at the time. He chatted for five or six minutes before he generously threw out a 10 yuan unity and looked at Wu. Qian glanced at it and said, "I called two friends to eat together, and then go skating."

　　

　　 Yang Rui raised his hand to check the time, and said, "I'm going back this afternoon. I'm looking for a nearby house."

　　

　　 After speaking, he didn't care about Xiaocheng, and walked into the nearest Chunhe Building.

　　

　　 Chun He Lou is a famous restaurant in Nanhu City. It was migrated from Yangzhou in the early years. It was once one of the best restaurants in Nanhu City. Now, although there are fewer customers, it is not easy.

　　

　　 Yang Rui took the menu himself from the door, and found a table with a tablecloth to sit down, Xiao Cheng caught up with him, and hurriedly said: "Everyone said I'm looking for a friend to eat, let's not eat this."

　　

　　 "Then you go to another house." Yang Rui ignored Xiaocheng.

　　

　　 Wu Qian also smiled and sat beside Yang Rui.

　　

Xiaocheng was helpless. He could use his father to threaten Yang Rui, but it was boring to think about it. After his brainstorming, he suffocated a big move and said: "You want to eat here, I don't pay the bill, you pay the bill yourself. "

　　

　　 Yang Rui raised his eyebrows and began to write the name of the dish on a small piece of paper. At this time, the state-owned hotel basically had no service at all. From ordering to paying, you had to take the initiative. Yang Rui stayed for a while, but got used to it.

　　

　　 Fortunately, restaurants and cooks now have good morals, and there are no messy things like cooking oil. On the other hand, the chef skills of this state-owned restaurant are still top-notch. If the order is correct, the taste is also good.

　　

For example, restaurants like Chunhelou specialize in Huaiyang cuisine. Although they also sell popular Sichuan dishes like Mapo Tofu, if you order it, don’t expect to be served by a high-level chef. It’s good to be trained by the apprentices of the three chefs. Up.

　　

Yang Rui’s experience is a challenging classic dish. For example, if you want tofu, order Vance Tofu. This dish involves cutting tofu into filaments, shiitake mushrooms into filaments, winter bamboo shoots into filaments, and chicken breast meat. The cooked ham is cut into filaments, and the cooked ham is cut into filaments, and finally boiled into a bowl of soft but not rotten soup.

　　

Just a little bit of knife skills, chefs who are not top-notch don’t want to touch this dish, the mastery of the heat is even more difficult for countless people, and even if the chef of Chunhelou is lazy, he must refresh himself when he sees this dish. Otherwise, if you get scolded by customers, you will lose the face of the super chef.

　　

　　 Of course, dishes like Vance Tofu are expensive enough. A bowl of soup with two punches costs 4 yuan, which is equal to the price of a bowl of braised pork. Normal people would not order it.

　　

　　 From Yang Rui's point of view, 30 years later, a bowl of braised pork is worth tens of yuan, but a bowl of Vance Tofu dared to sell for nearly a thousand yuan. If you compare it, it seems that Vance Tofu is more cost-effective.

　　

　　 Of course, he is also rich in his pocket, and 4 yuan is also one-tenth of the monthly salary of a general worker.

　　

　　 About a quarter of an hour, the two waiters together, first served three dishes to Yang Rui.

　　

　　 Xiaocheng also often goes out to eat with his friends, and can't help being surprised at this time: "It's so fast."

　　

　　 Another table in the hall also shouted: "Why do we serve them first, where is our food?"

　　

　　 Two waiters, one old and one young, the older one listens to the voice, and turns around and the lion roars: "What is it! Master Yuan did it himself. If you have the ability, please go."

　　

Turning his head, this man lowered his pitch again, but still said gruffly: "The chef asked me to ask you whether Vance Tofu is well made. In addition, you have to wait for the braised silver carp head and send someone to buy it. The fish head is gone."

　　

　　Yang Rui blinked, first tasted Vance Tofu, said with a thumbs up, "It melts in your mouth, it's good", and then asked: "Silver head is a common ingredient, why is it not?"

　　

　　 The young waiter whispered softly: "Master Yuan said, the braised silver carp head in Huaiyang cuisine requires more than 5 catties of fish heads, so you can't leave the sign."

　　

　　 Wu Qian said in surprise: "Where can I find fish heads over 5 catties?"

　　

　　 "There is ~lightnovelpub.net~ in the reservoir, Xiaomao went on a motorcycle and will be back soon."

　　

　　 The two waiters turned around to report, leaving Xiaocheng confused and wide-eyed and asked: "Do you know Yuan Meizi from Chunhelou?"

　　

"what?"

　　

　　 "Master Yuan, he came out of the coal mine and took the people from Chunhelou to Beijing and had a state banquet. Don’t you know?"

　　

　　 Yang Rui said "Oh", raised the soup spoon, and smiled: "Eat it while it is hot, and it will be wasted if it is cold."

　　

　　 Xiaocheng full of doubts came up, like a cat scratching, involuntarily asked: "Who are you?"

　　

　　 Yang Rui waved his hand: "You don't understand even after you say it."

　　

　　 Xiaocheng was shocked and doubted Yang Rui’s identity. He thought: It’s said that Master Yuan knew the leaders of the central government. Yang Rui went to school at Peking University and knew Master Yuan. Will he know someone too? ...Do you want to go home and talk about it? No, this is to build up other people's ambitions and destroy one's own prestige... But if he really knows someone and I find someone to beat him up, it will be a disaster.

　　

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