59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

"Second uncle, where are you from?"

Chen Feng was getting rice and serving dishes at the stove. He specially left one lunch box for Guan Yushan and one for Polan Hou, and asked Chen Jianguo in a low voice.

Chen Jianguo uttered a word: "Zhang."

Chen Feng asked tentatively: "Young Marshal Zhang?"

Chen Jianguo shook his head.

"Marshal Zhang?"

Chen Jianguo still shook his head.

"Zhang Qishan?"

Chen Jianguo rolled his eyes.

"Which one is it?" Chen Feng asked impatiently.

"Have you ever heard of firing a cannon and bombing his mother?" Chen Jianguo said, trying not to laugh.

"Zhang Zongchang?"

Chen Feng was a little disappointed. If the golden pistol wanted to be valuable, it had to have a very powerful owner.

The reason why Fengtian warlord Zhang Changzong became so famous on the Internet in later generations was that he stood out among many warlords of the Republic of China. His status and power were not prominent under Zhang Zuolin. The phrase "fire the cannons and blow his mother up" accounts for at least 60 points.

Put the pistol in your waist pocket.

"Uncle, how did you get it?"

Chen Jianguo sat down with his bowl in hand and said, "A few days ago, we caught a group of people reselling grain on the black market. After we were done with the team, we felt there was something in the ditch, so we turned back and picked it up from the ditch."

Chen Feng wanted to throw out the pistol for a moment.

Because most ditches are also called manure ditches.

If nothing unexpected happens, some unlucky guy in the black market was worried about being charged, so he threw it into the sewer, trying to avoid the charges of reselling gold and illegal weapons.

Thanks to Chen Jianguo for enduring the stench and fishing it out.

"Second uncle, why don't you hand it over to the government?"

Chen Jianguo sneered, "Even if it's handed in, no one will take the initiative to acknowledge it. Instead of exchanging it for a certificate and a few dollars, I might as well give it to you for fun."

"Besides, anyone who has this thing must have a lot of power behind him. Why take the risk of offending others?"

"You must keep it well and don't let it leak out."

"Don't worry." Chen Feng asked, "How many times did you wash it?"

"Three times, with detergent." Chen Jianguo replied.

"Then I'll wash it three more times later." Chen Feng said with a smile.

"What are you two whispering about?" The old lady interrupted, "Eat."

Chen Li, Chen Hao, and Hu Bayi lowered their heads and ate voraciously.

Braised pomfret, spicy pickled conch meat, stir-fried cabbage and pork slices, green pepper and eggs, shredded potatoes and pork, chopped roasted bird meat, and the essential seaweed soup.

"Mom, mandarin duck meat." The little girl stared at the roasted bird meat almost intently and gave up on other dishes for the time being.

Zhou Qing said unhappily: "Eat some fish first, then some eggs. Don't eat too much barbecue, or you'll have diarrhea."

I picked up half a piece of pomfret and some eggs for her and poured her three spoonfuls of seaweed soup.

"Have some food."

Chen Li didn't dare to resist.

In fact, she also likes braised pomfret and green pepper and eggs, but she likes barbecue more.

Chen Jianjun felt sorry for the little girl and specially picked up a piece of bird leg for her.

"Thank you dad!"

The little girl was immediately extremely grateful.

The roasted bird caught by Chen Feng in Zhoujiagou is the most popular.

Chen Hao was almost the same as Chen Li, mostly relying on bird meat, while Hu Bayi, following Chen Jianguo's example, mainly ate large amounts of conch meat.

The old man prefers pomfret and cabbage.

The old lady likes seaweed soup.

Three adults will eat anything.

After eating, Hu Bayi followed Chen Hao to wash dishes in the kitchen.

The little girl was fooled by Chen Hao and learned on the side.

"Grandma, I'm going to give these ten pounds of conch meat to Lao Guan. If Aunt Huo comes, please remind her to give the remaining pile to Uncle Hu."

Chen Feng brought back 30 kilograms of conch meat, and he stir-fried 3 kilograms. The rest was divided into three portions, two of which were 10 kilograms each, to be given to Guan Yushan and Hu Yunxuan.

Hu Yunxuan spends most of his time in the military camp and only goes home during vacation, although the two places are not far apart.

Of course, Hu Yunxuan has no shortage of meat.

But you have to maintain the right attitude, after all, others give you a large sum of food expenses every month.

This is also a network resource, and it is a high-level network resource, which is a good thing that others are willing to do without asking for money.

"Well, be careful when you go out on your bike so late at night."

Chen Feng tied the bag to the back seat of the bicycle, and wrapped the lunch box of spicy pickled conch meat that he had packed in advance in sheepskin to keep it warm.

"understood."

Push your bike out the door and ride it.

When we were almost at Tiananmen Square, I stopped the car and picked up a leather wallet from the ground.

When I opened it, I found more than ten yuan, three pounds of cotton coupons, a dozen wine coupons, and a few pounds of unused meat coupons (meat supply was tight in December).

I looked around, but there was no one.

And continued riding.

"Lao Guan, have you eaten?"

Lu Shan said unhappily: "Don't be disrespectful, I'm eating."

Chen Feng took a look and thought it was okay. There was the crucian carp he had given before, and it might also be the cabbage sent by Han Chunming.

Take out the lunch box and put it on the table, take out a plate from the kitchen cabinet, and take out the conch meat from the lunch box.

"Take your time to eat. I'm going to find the Broken Marquis."

Guan Yushan asked, "Why did you look for him? Did you become his disciple?"

Chen Feng looked back and saw the old man lowered his head and continued eating his food.

"you guess!"

About Shan spat out one word: "Get out!"

"Ha ha!"

Chen Feng rode away on his bicycle, passed by Han Chunming's compound, and shouted inside.

"Xiao Ming, the teacher wants you to wash the dishes for him."

"coming!"

Han Chunming ran out happily.

Senior brother is back, and there is meat!

The ragged Hou opened the door, smiled immediately, and said very enthusiastically: "He's here, do you want to come in?"

"No, here you go. Next time, wash the lunch box and bottle and return them to me."

Chen Feng gave him the lunch box and "orange soda", turned around and rode his bike back.

"Hey!"

Hou Paolan was speechless.

"Hypocritical!"

"It's not a gentleman to curse someone behind their back!" Chen Yulou said as he walked to the door.

"I'm just a rag picker, not a gentleman at all." The Rags and Pieces Marquis said, holding his lunch box, "Blind man, I just don't understand you. Do you have to tire him out running around all day?"

"Do you still want to eat meat?" Chen Yulou threatened.

"Bah, if I eat someone else's meat, I will definitely give it back, but I will definitely eat your meat!" The Broken Marquis said disdainfully, "The only thing missing is Erguotou. Ask him next time. Don't waste money on soda."

Two lonely old men entered the room together.

Chen Yulou is blind, which is not good, so Hou Paolan is in charge of everything.

"Come, have a drink of what young people like."

Chen Yulou took a sip and was a little surprised: "Why is there no gas?"

"This thing is the vapor of three drops of water, not the vapor of air." Hou Polan said with an expression that said, "I have read more books than you."

"Idiot!" Chen Yulou said calmly. "I've drunk soda before, imported from the United States, Kool-Aid!"

"That's called Coca-Cola!" The Broken Marquis corrected him, "This is called soda!"

Chen Feng didn't know whether the water from the Sun Well could repair Chen Yulou's broken eyes, but he wanted to give it a try.

It doesn’t matter if it doesn’t work out.

Since he had time, he planned to bring some well water to the two old people.

"Cauldron, storytelling."

As soon as they got home, Chen Hao and Hu Bayi took the initiative to wash the bicycles with warm water. Chen Li held his feet with a picture book and wiped her little face on his pants.

"Row!"

Pick up the little girl, go into the study, and tell her stories from the picture book.

After she fell asleep, Hu Bayi and Chen Hao came in with basins of hot water.

"No, your mother has completely ignored you?" Chen Feng looked at Hu Bayi.

Hu Bayi said depressedly: "She has been busy recently and has gone to work."

"Oh, what department does she work in?"

Among the nine gates of Changsha, the women of the Huo family are the masters of the household. They often look for sons-in-law who are good in beauty, strategy, and martial arts, and their in-law relationships are even more complicated.

The husband of Huo Xiangu, the current head of the Huo family, is now a real senior figure.

But her daughter is called Huo Ling, which shows how capable Fairy Huo is!