I Had a Home In 1982

   Chapter 308 307. Sponsored by Mass Restaurant

  Beginning in the morning of the 11th, private teachers set foot on the examination room and started the examination again.

  Wang Yi expressed his ease.

   He has not left the university for a few years, and he still maintains a strong desire to learn. He is diligent in exercising and maintaining good work and rest habits, so that his memory is better than that of his college days.

   Therefore, I have already memorized a "Handbook of Rules and Regulations for Primary and Secondary School Teachers".

   Mainly because the content in this manual is not difficult, many of which are things he came into contact with when he was in school, which he takes for granted.

   is just a novelty for the private teachers in 1982. They are Yehu Chan, who are half-way monks, and there is no such thing as teacher discipline at all.

   For example, in terms of not being able to corporally punish students, they think it is incredible, and the concept of "no talent can't be successful" is deeply embedded in their teaching philosophy.

   When parents send their children to school, they will tell the teacher a few routines, one of which is:

   If he is not obedient / does not study hard, then you can beat up the teacher with confidence. If you beat him up, you will be counted in my family.

  The current social concept is completely different from the 22 years that Wang Yi is familiar with.

   Of course, this is normal, social concepts and economic development are often cause and effect of each other.

   Originally, he didn’t quite understand this, but when he learned about the 1980s, he read a document, and after reading this document, he understood everything.

  This information is about the development of the Guangdong-Guangdong Shekou Economic Development Zone. In the 1980s, there was a development model called the "Shekou Model". All the concepts of Shekou are considered to be the most advanced and open in China, and there is such a thing:

   Shekou Industrial Zone held a 'Youth Education Experts and Shekou Youth Forum'. At the meeting, young people in Shekou area had a heated debate with experts on issues such as life values.

   One of the focus of this debate is 'Is gold diggers opposed to entrepreneurs', what does this mean?

Experts say that the special zone in Guangdong is now at the forefront of reform and opening up and economic development, so some people come to the special zone to make a profit from the wealth created by others. This is a very small number of gold diggers, and the special zone does not welcome such people. Gold Rush.

   And the young people in Shekou think that the 'gold diggers' made money without breaking the law and there is nothing wrong with them. Their direct motive for coming to the SAR is to make money, but objectively they also contribute to the construction of the SAR, which is not a bad thing.

In short, young educators believe that whether they contribute to the country is not about subjective ideological motivation, but about objective behavior. Under the premise of abiding by the law, 'gold diggers' are not only making money for themselves, but also contributing to the construction of society. By.

This concept was common sense in 22 years, but it caused an uproar at the time. Even the Youth Education Research Institute of Capital Normal University wrote a material, calling this concept an 'obviously wrong speech', saying that Shekou youths have already embarked on 'Evil Road'.

   But it was 1988…

   Therefore, many of the concepts that Wang Yi took for granted in 1982 were inconceivable to private teachers. They had to recite and understand them deliberately.

   In this way, even though Wang Yi did not study in County No. 1 Middle School, he was among the best when he finished the examination that afternoon.

   This greatly admired the private teachers.

  Wang Yi naturally collected another piece of Qiuweishui little fan girl fragment, and this kind of fragment has already stuffed the bottom of the bed...

   A few private teachers who are close to the dormitory joked with Wang Yi: "Mr. Wang, you must have been working hard to endorse at home, haven't you gone to work these days?"

Wang Yi sighed and said, "You don't believe me. I have presided over the hotel decoration work of our production team in the past few days, and then led our militia team to sail to Shanghai and caught at least two fraudsters from Shanghai. "

   The big guy laughed: "Mr. Wang is really humorous."

  Wang Yi spread his hands and shrugged.

what can I say?

   There are three consecutive exams. In the morning, the knowledge in the "Rules and Regulations Manual for Primary and Secondary School Teachers" must be tested. In the afternoons of the first two days, there are also cultural lectures and practical exercises. On the third day, there will be no exams in the afternoon, and the students can move freely.

   This half-day is mainly to let the students walk around the county, go shopping, buy something if they should buy something, and open their eyes if they should.

  The evening is the closing party.

  The private teachers put on clean clothes and went out in groups after eating egg-fried rice happily at noon. Many people came to find Wang Yi. They knew that Wang Yi came to the county a lot and was familiar with the county.

  Wang Yi waved his hand and said, "I have other arrangements for the afternoon, you are busy, remember not to miss the closing party, I will organize it!"

   "Your organization?" Huang Hui and the others were taken aback, "Why didn't anyone say this? You're still keeping it a secret?"

   "Yes, Mr. Wang, how did you organize this party? Let me know."

   "Are there any party activities? Why didn't Teacher Bai let us have a show?"

  The big guys talked a lot, Wang Yi ordered Xu Heng and Sun Zhengnan to help, and then slipped away with oil on the soles of his feet.

   Several people followed Huang Hui and shouted, "Mr. Wang, is this really a secret?"

   "Can't there be a show tonight? I couldn't play the erhu last time, this time I want to go and play the erhu."

   "I, I want to play suona, my suona is really good, if you don't believe me, I will blow it to you..."

   "Don't brag, don't brag, isn't the school's auditorium already on fire? How can we hold a party?"

   "I don't know, let's look at Mr. Wang. I heard a lot of legends about Mr. Wang on our Jinlan Island. Mr. Wang is quite powerful..."

   While they were discussing, someone suddenly ran in and said:

   "Hey, hey, hurry up to the school gate. There is a stall at the school gate that sells undershirts. The undershirts are really good. The polyester material is very comfortable to touch and the price is not expensive. Do you want to buy one?"

   Huang Hui and others followed after hearing this.

  Li Yanjing was also going, Mao Haichao pulled him and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Li, do you have any spare money?"

   "There's a fart."

   "Then what are you doing?"

"join in the fun."

  Wang Yi glanced at it, it was Ma Liu who brought the members to the school gate to sell T-shirts.

   is very quick.

The basketball court of    County No. 1 Middle School was wired up, and light bulbs were hung on several basketball hoops.

   Several tables were placed on the side of the court, with the back of the table facing the court, and then a teacher pasted a large red square paper on top of it, and on each piece of paper was written a word. In total, these words are:

   This closing dinner was co-organized by Dazhong Restaurant.

  The restaurant was busy, and several members of the production team came to make cold dishes one by one under Wang Yi's instructions.

   Xiufang came with Liangpi from behind and asked, "Mr. Wang, are 250 pieces of Liangpi enough?"

  Wang Yi said with a smile: "Enough. Tonight our people's teachers can choose from a lot of dishes. It's almost enough for each of them to eat one piece of Liangpi. It's enough to prepare an extra 100 pieces of it."

   This is the idea he came up with after hearing the difficult problem discussed by the education group on the 10th.

   The annual closing party of the County Educator Progress Conference is all singing and dancing in the auditorium, which is similar to the sorority party on the first day of the conference.

   Now that the auditorium is gone, the leaders of the County No. 1 Middle School are blinded.

   If this happened in previous years, it doesn't matter, the big deal is not to be held, just let the teachers have a lunch and it will end.

   But not this year. This year, the county leader has already said in advance that he will come to the closing party for the graduation.

  The big leaders are coming, the leaders of the Education Bureau are also coming, and the principals, secretaries and deans of the county No. 1 middle school are also coming.

  So they have to have a party, and they have to do it well.

   So Wang Yi took the opportunity to say that he was in charge of organizing the party, and everything was just as he arranged, and he could also bring in a restaurant to support.

   What kind of party is he going to organize?

   Musical bonfire party in buffet style!

  When he explained the idea, he successfully harvested a piece of Qiuweishui's little fan girl again, and all teachers including Bailihua were unanimously opposed!

   They had never heard of this kind of activity, so no one dared to take the risk, after all, the big leader was coming.

  The leader of the education group, Jin Keji, took out the leaders to speak, and then Qiu Weishui used the office phone to call Ye Changan while guarding his face:

   Stop pretending, I have a showdown, I am the granddaughter of Ye Changan in the rumor!

  Ye Changan heard Wang Yi's idea and agreed on the spot, so the cost of the dinner and the cost of contracting the closing party were handed over to Wang Yi...

  Wang Yi didn't know if this counted as collusion between officials and businessmen, but he wouldn't give Ye Changan a share. The county No. 1 Middle School provided two yuan per person for dinner and activities tonight.

   His side is full of firepower. Luncheon meat, brine ham, braised chicken, cold pot skewers and other hard dishes are all provided, and they are provided in large quantities.

   The main food is Liangpi, which uses a medium portion of Liangpi. Such a portion of Liangpi plus some snacks such as cold vegetables and peanuts and melon seeds candy cakes is enough for private teachers to have a full meal.

   Not only that, Wang Yi also went for a walk on the pier. He saw some prawns and bought a few baskets. Most of them were sent back for 22 years, and he left a few for sashimi.

  The prawns and shrimps are sweet, and they are the best materials for sashimi.

   So the restaurant kitchen was very busy at this time.

  Boiled vegetables, cut meat, and skewered meat with iron skewers—Wang Yi also served barbecue tonight.

   This is also a signature dish in popular restaurants in the future.

   He is personally responsible for the sashimi of the cicada shrimp. It is easy to handle. First kill the cicada shrimp, cut it around its neck with a knife for a week, and then gently swipe the head and tail to separate.

   He remembered eating this dish in the archipelago, and when Zhong Shiping introduced him to it.

   Among them, the tail of shrimp sashimi is the most difficult to handle among all seafood, because the shrimp meat sticks to the shell, and the meat can only be picked down along the joints of its tail section by section.

   This strength is not easy to master, too much strength is easy to cut off, and lower strength is not good for cutting.

   But this is not a problem for Wang Yi. Sun Zhengnan is handling the shrimp tail.

  Wang Yi put the plucked shrimp in ice water for freezing, so that the shrimp will taste more elastic and taste better.

  The preciousness of the cicada shrimp is not only delicious and delicious, but also that it is a treasure all over the body.

  In addition to shrimp tail and shrimp meat that can be used for sashimi, its shrimp head can be used for steaming and cooking seafood porridge.

   Considering that there are many people, Wang Yi cooked a pot of seafood porridge. The method is very simple. First add dried shrimp and scallops to make the porridge, and then add the shrimp heads when the porridge in the pot is boiling.

   To Wang Yi's delight, the shrimps in this season have already started to gain weight. The shrimps sold on the dock are all packed with shrimp paste, and the shrimp paste of the quasi cicada shrimp is in the head of the shrimp, so the boiled porridge is extraordinarily delicious.

   In the evening, the position was transferred to the school kitchen, and the production team arranged for a group of students to serve dishes, which was considered to allow them to experience the atmosphere of the county No. 1 Middle School in advance.

  Wang Yi went to pick up the people. The older students lined up to sing songs, wore uniforms and shoes, and entered the County No. 1 Middle School in high spirits.

  Wang Xinzhao proudly introduced to them: "I have been to No. 1 Middle School in the county. My brother and I came together. We had breakfast at school at that time, but it was delicious. It was chicken soup wonton."

   "The wonton wraps are so good, they look better than the ones wrapped by Mr. Miss, and they look like culture at a glance."

  Wang Zhuangyuan fell into contemplation, and then did not ponder what a cultured wonton would look like, nor what a wonton would look like without culture.

  Wang Yi took them to the cafeteria and handed them over to Xu Henglai to lead the team, and he continued to preside over the overall situation.

  There are still activities in the evening.

  The two teachers who are the hosts are busy with the total list of performance projects.

  Wang Yi asked a few questions in the past, and they said there was no problem, so he let go of the work of organizing the event and left it alone.

   At this time, Mao Haichao and Li Yanjing came to him, and the two said that they also came up with a performance.

  Wang Yi welcomed this and asked them what they were performing.

   He shouldn't have asked...

   Mao Haichao was about to move: "Mr. Wang, do you think it's okay if we have a big funeral?"

  Li Yanjing said expectantly, "I think it's totally fine. I'm very familiar with the funeral. I was practicing with Teacher Mao a few nights ago. Guess what? High mountains and flowing waters are a perfect match!"

  Wang Yi was stunned.

Mao Haichao calculated directly and said: "A complete funeral should be played, played, and sung. Now there are all kinds of playing and playing - you can find Teacher Sun, he can play the accordion, so there is still a shortage. Someone who can sing."

   "Mr. Wang, how about you go to sing? This is easy, just sing a few cry, if you don't know, I can teach you..."

  Wang Yi said cheerfully: "Good idea, I think this is a big job, not just the three of us, but also the school leaders."

   The two were greatly encouraged when they heard this: "Really?"

   "Can the school leaders participate? Is there anyone who can play? If they can play, then we don't need to find Mr. Sun. I think Mr. Sun still wants to play together with Mr. Zhu Goodnight from the No. 1 High School in the county."

Wang Yi waved his hand and said, "No, not only do we need someone who can sing and play, but also someone who can lie down, or who will I cry to? So when the time comes, we invite a school leader to lie down on it, and I will face him. cry."

  The two were stunned for a moment.

  Li Yanjing smiled and said, "Mr. Wang, you are just joking."

  Wang Yi looked at them in surprise: "Isn't this what you guys were joking about first?"

   At this time, he wanted to pry open the little brains of the two to see if the cerebral thrombosis inside was formed into a relic. This **** has no cerebral thrombosis and can't make such suggestions.

  A big funeral for the closing party?

  What else can Wang Yi say other than complimenting it's too grassy?

   He sent the two away, and someone came to him again: "Mr. Wang, can we recommend a show?"

  Wang Yi asked: "Do you want a funeral march or a mourning song?"

   The teacher asked suspiciously: "What is this?"

  Wang Yi waved his hand and said, "It's nothing, nothing, what program do you recommend?"

  The teachers said: "Go up and perform a qigong. Everyone has heard that you can do qigong, and everyone wants to open their eyes!"

   "Yes, it's not that we don't believe you, the big guy just wants to open his eyes."

   "Mr. Wang, let's get one, someone who is good at it, I heard that you can discharge electricity?"

  Where did Wang Yi know Qigong?

   He hurriedly refused, but the teachers entangled him and asked him to perform a qigong to add to the fun.

   Wang Yi's helplessness, why don't you beat me up to cheer me up?

   He had no choice but to urinate: "I'm too lazy, I can't hold it anymore, everyone let me, let me go, I'm going to the toilet."

  Night is coming.

   It is still hot during the day, but once the sun sets, the sea breeze immediately refreshes. The afterglow of the sunset is only warm but not fiery, and the orange-red color is sprinkled all over the campus.

  Wang Xinzhao praised: "The sunset light in the No. 1 Middle School is extraordinarily gentle, just like people with culture and knowledge will be extraordinarily gentle when speaking and doing things."

   Wang Ugly Cat asked suspiciously: "Why do I feel that it is no different from the sunset on our island?"

  Wang Xinzhao said regretfully after hearing this: "Er Mao, your cultural level is still not enough, that is, you can only see the appearance of things now, and you can't see deeper things."

   Wang Ugly Cat envied him very much.

  Wang Xinzhao's educational level is indeed high.

   Like he doesn't pay attention to the sunset and the full moon at all, he is now thinking about whether he can eat some kebabs later.

   He has heard people say that kebabs are delicious, but he has never eaten...

  Wang Yi finalized his sashimi in the kitchen, and cut the frozen shrimp with a knife. He arranged a plate according to his own aesthetics.

  Because vegetables are needed for making cold pot skewers, they bought a lot of vegetables at the market, so he took cauliflower and small rapeseed and placed them on the plate, so it looked good.

   He also bought a few lemons from 22 years ago, cut them into slices and placed them on a plate. In addition, he had to prepare mustard soy sauce, which is the soul of sashimi.

   When he was ready, he saw that the students were hungry, so he allowed each of them to take a slice dipped in mustard soy sauce to taste.

  The first time the students saw this way of eating, Wang Zhuangyuan said: "There is an old saying that eating raw crabs and eating shrimps will not drown if you fall into the sea, but this fish can also be eaten raw? It's too awesome."

   "What? You want to eat raw leather shoes?" Someone teased him.

   Wang Zhuangyuan has a ruthless energy, he said directly: "Yes, I want to eat it raw, you bring it to me and I will eat it, take it, take it, if you can't take it out, you are a bastard."

   The Wang family in the kitchen was amused: "Fourth Uncle, take it and let him eat it."

  The fourth uncle also laughed, sipped a piece of ham and stuffed it into Wang Zhuangyuan: "Eat it."

   Wang Zhuangyuan ate happily.

   Wang Ugly Cat was very envious of this, and said boldly: "I think I can eat awesome too."

   "Hurry up and eat your shrimp sashimi." Wang Yi gave him a light slap on the head.

  The students dipped in wasabi soy sauce. They were greedy and ruthless. Since they were only allowed to take a piece of sashimi, they dipped it hard in wasabi soy sauce.

   Wang Kai in the front dipped the most, and after eating it, a ghost screamed: "Ow!"

   He jumped up on the spot, covered his face, wiped his eyes and touched his nose.

   Tears flowed.

   This scream was tragic enough to frighten the people in the kitchen: "What's going on?"

   "Kay, are you biting your tongue?"

   "Why are your eyes red?"

  Wang Kai wanted to say something, but Wang Xinmi, who was behind him, also snorted and snorted desperately.

The students behind    became vigilant: "What's wrong? Isn't it delicious?"

  Wang Xinmi said: "No, no, it's delicious, really delicious."

   "Then what do you call it?"

   "It was so delicious, I couldn't help but scream with joy."

   "Then why are you still crying?"

   "I've never eaten something so delicious, I'm so happy, it's called crying with joy."

Wang Yi went to get a piece of cicada shrimp sashimi and stuffed it into his mouth. No problem. The fresh cicada shrimp meat was very smooth. The frozen shrimp meat was chewy in the mouth, combined with the unique sweetness and excitement of mustard soy sauce, it was really refreshing. .

   Chew the prawns carefully, with a hint of sweetness.

delicious.

awesome.

   He closed his eyes and showed an expression of enjoyment, which made the other students greedy, and lined up to get the cicada shrimp sashimi and dip them in mustard soy sauce.

   "Ow!"

   "Ah grass!"

   "Sisi!"

  Various sounds are endless.

When he arrived at Wang Ugly Cat, he told the truth: "It's so spicy, I'm so stupid, what's going on with Mr. Wang, woo woo, I can't help it, my nose is runny, I feel like my hair is standing up, isn't it? Is my hair standing up?"

   Wang Yi said: "You should dip a little bit of wasabi soy sauce, there is mustard in it, you are so cruel, you dip a little like this!"

The students at the back of    stopped eating when they saw the situation.

   At this time, the sun sets, and a bright moon appears in the eastern sky, hanging low in the sky, and looking out, it is vaguely on the head of the willow.

  Wang Yi asked them to serve the food, while he hurried to the basketball court.

  The table next to the basketball court was covered with gauze for steamed buns, and Xiufang and two women stood behind a table and began to cut the cold skin with a grater.

   Two ovens were on fire, and the skewers were all set aside.

   At this time, the students had lined up to enter the stadium. There was a large iron bucket in the center of the court, and a wooden cob was placed in it.

  Ye Changan and others entered the hall talking and laughing. Jin Keji led the students to welcome them with warm applause.

   The leaders are probably also participating in such a party for the first time.

Then someone laughed and said, "Are we going to set up a bonfire later? Well, that's good, it reminds me of the Long March re-walking activity when I was studying in Jinggangshan, and many of us ate roasted buns around a bonfire at night in the wild. ."

  Some leaders also said: "It reminds me of the time when I went to the mountains and the countryside to work on the river in winter. It was too cold at night. We also got together to light a bonfire and then sang and danced."

  Ye Changan found a place to sit down, he waved his hands vigorously and said, "Teachers and comrades, today I am not attending your closing event as a county leader, I am just here to join in the fun."

   When he saw Wang Yi, he put his finger in his mouth and whistled at Wang Yi.

   This scene made many people laugh.

Wang Yi picked up the microphone, walked up and said lightly, "I organized the event tonight. I didn't know that there were leaders coming, so I didn't organize it according to the occasions where there were leaders, so I hope that if there are any flaws in the event or that Where the leaders cannot be satisfied, the leaders can be more forgiving.”

   "I can't help it if I don't want to forgive me, because let's be honest, you probably won't be able to beat me in a fight."

   The students naturally laughed and applauded when they heard this.

   Some stodgy leaders frowned.

   Ye Changan laughed loudly and said, "You are the organizer? Then you are the leader tonight. Who dares to beat you? Whoever dares to beat you can be kicked out."

   "Besides, I heard that you, Teacher Wang, have two heroic combat teachers under your command. Even the provincial leaders are full of praise for them. I guess we old fellows together are not the opponents of the two of them."

   Hearing this, all the leaders laughed immediately.

   No one is serious and no one is old-fashioned.

  It is necessary to keep up with the pace of the big leaders.

  Wang Yi waved his hand and said, "Teacher Zhu, let's play music. The rule for tonight's event is not to make trouble. As long as there is no trouble, everyone is free."

   "Chat at will, eat and drink at will, and whoever wants to perform a show is free to report to our host teacher. After the teacher gives you a random report, you can come up and perform."

   At this time, a scent was blown onto the court by the wind.

  The teachers turned their heads when they smelled the tempting fragrance, but saw that the white gauze on the table had been pulled away at some point, revealing one by one tin trays or large white porcelain plates.

   There are ripped chicken, sliced ​​ham, luncheon meat, and various snacks.

   But the aroma doesn't come from this, they come from the oven, which is lined with lamb skewers.

  The charcoal fire is grilled, and the meat skewers are sizzling with oil. The oil flowers fall on the charcoal and emit white smoke.

  Wang Yi took out a torch-type lighter and put it into the iron bucket, which had already been sprinkled with kerosene. With a sound of 'hula', a raging flame rose into the air.

  The sea breeze was blowing, and the flames were burning more and more intensely, and the slanting thorns rose up.

Wang Yi waved his hand and said, "You don't need to sit any longer, just take whatever you want to eat. One person has a paper plate, put it on the paper plate and take it to eat, and then chat with friends while eating, just be casual. "

  The students got up one after another to get paper plates.

  The first time they saw something like a paper plate, they were amazed when they got it:

   "This plate is made of paper? Hey, it's pretty sturdy. Give me a pair of chopsticks, thank you."

   "And paper plates? Can paper be used as plates?"

   "Hey, comrade, have you grilled the mutton skewers? Give me a few skewers."

   "There is fruit, let's eat a piece of watermelon to appetize first, Mr. Huang, let's eat autumn together."

  The students lined up to get things, and the members who served as waiters said enthusiastically: "Welcome to the public restaurant, what would you like to eat, teacher?"

   "Popular restaurant? Where are you from?"

   "The second canteen of the government has been converted into a public restaurant. Teachers will definitely go to our restaurant to eat in the future. The food in our restaurant is cheap, large and affordable, and we have the opportunity to give you a hand towel..."

  Wang Yi brought a plate of salted edamame to Ye Changan, sat cross-legged with Ye Changan, Qiu Weishui saw this jumping past, and handed Ye Changan a handful of melon seeds: "These are five-spice melon seeds, you like them the most."

   Ye Changan smiled at Wang Yi: "You kid is really capable of tossing, and you have a buffet at your graduation party, then you will lose money."

   A leader came over and asked, "Leader Ye, is this called a buffet? I haven't seen it before, who invented it?"

   Ye Changan smiled and said, "It's popular in foreign countries. I also saw it when I went to Shanghai."

   He took the edamame and stuffed it into his mouth, and said to Wang Yi, "What kind of medicine did you prescribe for me? The doctor at the sanatorium wants to see your formula so that they can see it?"

  Wang Yi shook his head and smiled and said, "Grandpa, I heard an old saying that one's skills cannot be rumored, the sea can't be leaked, a thousand taels of gold can't be sold, and old friends are sent across the streets. Please forgive the doctors in the sanatorium."

   Ye Changan asked, "Is this recipe a secret?"

   Qiu Weishui said: "Grandpa, just think about it, how can such a powerful prescription be spread casually?"

   Hearing the names of the two, the school leader next to him changed his face and turned away.

   This is a family banquet!

  Wang Yi said: "I'm not a stingy person, but this prescription was passed on to me. When he passed it to me, he said so-"

"Beggars also have their own dog-beating sticks. Although the mantle and bowl are small, they are passed on from children to women, and from inside to outside. This is an old rule of Xingtan since ancient times. Xiao Wang, you have to remember that although the tea bowl is small, the water is not the same as the water. It won't leak! Without children and no daughters, the recipe can only be passed on to your godson, but you can't reveal it to me at will!"

   He sighed: "To be entrusted by others, to be loyal to others."

   Ye Changan also sighed: "That's a pity, your recipe is probably a magic recipe, I went to Shanghai during the Army Day at the beginning of the month, and did a check by the way..."

   "Your prescription is a magic formula, amazing!"

  Wang Yi knew that he probably watched the film and found that the tumor had shrunk. This result must have shocked the doctor who nursed and treated him.

   He said to Ye Changan: "This prescription is not useful for everyone, it is completely blessed by God that it works for you."

   "Grandpa, when someone asks how your physical condition has changed in the future, you can say that someone treated you with supernatural abilities."

   Indecision, quantum mechanics; incurable diseases, special functions.

   Qigong and supernatural powers are on the rise in cities these days, and even the Chinese Academy of Sciences is doing this stuff, so it’s really okay to use this to explain some issues.

   At this time, someone went up to perform. The host asked everyone to be quiet, and then introduced the performer.

   was Wang Yi and their squad leader, Tong Dashan, who picked up the microphone and played a song "My Sun".

After the song    ended, the students ran to get food.

   There is a long queue in front of the Liangpi stall. Now everyone has heard of the reputation of Liangpi, and now you can taste it for free.

   And the leaders are queuing up for the mutton skewers.

   There are no kebabs in Haifu County yet, but the leaders have traveled all over the country and tasted the deliciousness of kebabs. Now that they can eat them at their doorsteps, they naturally have to queue up to receive them.

  The aroma of kebabs is invincible and domineering, and suet, cumin, and chili powder are the perfect match.

   The students were even more drooling, but the leaders were lining up, and they were embarrassed to grab the mutton skewers—

  The speed of kebabs is slow, and there are many people, so there are very few people who can queue up to eat kebabs.

   Fortunately, there are cold pot skewers to enjoy.

  Cold pot skewers quickly, put the vegetables in the soup and roll them out, this is a hot and fragrant and enjoyable food.

  If you like sweets, go for dim sum, if you like meat, go for chicken. If you have a bad stomach, go for a bowl of seafood porridge...

   The big guy was so happy that even Ye Changan was moved and said, "Mr. Wang, wait, I'll go get some kebabs and eat them."

   He also scolded: "Mummy, the left one is the leader and the right one is the secretary, oh, you forgot me when it was time to eat meat? No, I have to rush to grab it."

   Qiu Weishui hurriedly grabbed him: "Grandpa, don't go there, the fumes are too big and it's choking, I'll go get it."

  Wang Yi has already got up here.

  Ye Changan held him back again: "Let Xiao Shui go, you're going to lose money on this meal, isn't that the standard of five yuan per person?"

  Wang Yi shook his head and smiled: "You may make a small profit, but the hotel will never lose money - our hotel has lost its reputation."

   Ye Changan immediately reacted after hearing this, and also laughed: "You kid is really a ghost, yes, here are the private teachers of all primary schools in the county, and they rarely eat out in the city on weekdays."

   "Tonight this meal is enough for them to go back and talk about it for a long time. By then, they will definitely spread the reputation of your mass restaurant to all production teams and villages."

   "Good teacher Wang, you really know how to do business!"

   "But I'm not a capitalist," Wang Yi said quickly, "We're a communal and brigade enterprise, so I'm a people's entrepreneur!"

   Ye Changan smiled and punched him, but he couldn't help coughing.

   Qiuweishui is no longer in line, so he hastened to pat him on the back.

   He waved his hands and said with a smile: "Cough, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, go ahead and get the kebabs, grandpa, I'm happy, cough, happy!"

   (end of this chapter)