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

"Director, the old secretary asked me to come back and ask you, how is the lunch preparation going?"

He was sweating profusely, and his clothes were covered with white salt stains and a few grains of rice.

"Hurry me up, hurry me up, if you keep urging me up, my last name is not Cui!"

The deputy director who was squatting at the door of the public canteen was annoyed to death, his eyes fixed on the dirt road at the entrance of the square.

"Dad, drink some water!"

A five-year-old child who was playing in the square ran into the cafeteria and brought out a bowl of water.

The short man who came back with the excuse of delivering rice drank it in one gulp and gave the bowl to his son.

"Good son, another bowl please."

"Ok!"

The little boy ran into the cafeteria quickly.

"Director, this matter cannot be delayed. We have waited for half a year for this day. If you ruin the old branch secretary's good deeds, the old branch secretary will beat you up, and I will not stop you."

The short man with triangular eyes said anxiously.

"Director, please say something!"

"Deputy, deputy!" the deputy director said impatiently.

"The deputy director is also the director!"

"father!"

The little boy came out with another bowl of water.

The short man immediately changed his expression, and his triangular eyes, which originally looked a bit like a bad guy, now narrowed into a smile.

"Good son, Dad will bring you something delicious at noon."

The little boy waited until he finished drinking and then went to the cafeteria to get some water.

"Director, how should I respond to the old Party Secretary?"

"coming!"

The deputy director stood up suddenly and ran towards the village entrance.

The short man had poor eyesight and couldn't see clearly what was happening at the village entrance, but he also ran over.

The little boy came out and saw it, and followed with the bowl in his hand.

"Dad, drink some water!"

The short man had already drunk two large bowls of milk and was not thirsty at all, but he did not want to answer. His eyes were only on the person riding a bicycle back to the village entrance.

The key to whether today’s lunch is a good meal or not!

The deputy director looked old, but his speed was not slow. However, when he got closer, his expression became extremely ugly.

The bike didn't have the meat he'd ordered!

Without meat, there is no way to satisfy the guests of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, and if they are not satisfied, it is difficult for them to make requests.

"Where's the meat?"

The deputy director spoke in a low voice, almost gritting his teeth.

"Director, there's no meat!"

The young man almost cried and his legs were shaking.

Early in the morning, he rode his bicycle alone to the village on the other side of Yanshan Mountain to get prey. The journey of dozens of miles was enough to make him exhausted even on a bicycle!

"Zhu Jianhua, Qijia, have you been to all of them?"

"They all went, and there was no meat!"

The young man said aggrievedly: "They said that someone from the Sijiucheng Hotel came and bought all the prey we had reserved."

"Why!"

The deputy director's voice suddenly rose!

"They said that someone from the town took them there, and they had a note from the city leaders saying that no matter who ordered the game, priority would be given to Sijiucheng Hotel."

The deputy director was stunned for a few seconds.

"Everything should be based on first come, first served, and words should be kept, right?" The short man was not clear about the significance of the Sijiucheng Hotel. He had been to the city, but he didn't know that the seemingly large restaurant had other important meanings besides dining. But he knew that he could not fulfill his promise to his son!

Without the ordered game, there is no meat for lunch today!

He even wanted to kill someone!

He waited for half a year for this stew!

"call!"

The deputy director struggled to calm himself down and grabbed the short man's hand very hard.

"never mind!"

"never mind?"

"never mind!"

"Then what do we do?"

When the deputy director thought of this, he could no longer hold back his anger and yelled, "Leave it alone, I'm going to the fucking Sijiucheng Hotel!"

After more than half a year of preparation and begging for help from everyone, we finally managed to collect more than ten dollars and more than thirty kilograms of rice, and ordered game from seven hunters for this event.

It's neither too early nor too late, but he was intercepted at this time. He is such a bastard!

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After fishing in the "river" for half an hour, Chen Feng caught twelve fish and stopped in time.

The little girl had already skillfully weaved a rope with the wild grass on the river dam, strung several big fish on it, and filled the bucket with small fish, eels and crabs.

Unlike the little girl who was happily carrying a bucket and a string of fish, Luo Xiaoman was actually a little stunned.

Not only did she catch fish in the water, but she was also able to catch eels, which really broadened her horizons!

"Chen Feng, how did you do it?"

Seeing Chen Feng emerge from the water again and throw a crab to the little girl, Luo Xiaoman hurriedly asked.

"Just dive in and feel around. The water is so murky that neither people nor fish can see!"

Chen Feng was talking nonsense very seriously.

"That makes sense!" Luo Xiaoman actually believed it!

No wonder she is much prettier than Yu Haitang, but is only the flower of the Propaganda Department and fails to gain the reputation of the flower of the steel rolling mill!

This skill is much worse than Yu Haitang's!

Swimming upstream along the river towards the village, they "caught" some crabs and eels.

Luo Xiaoman held his clothes and pistol, and the little girl carried a bucket, a straw rope and a shovel.

"Chen Feng, the water delivery man is here, get up quickly!"

Sha Zhu led two women. He held a bag filled with bowls, and the two aunts worked together to carry a bucket filled with boiled pickled vegetable soup.

If it were an honest man, he would definitely carry the load himself and let the woman carry the bowls.

But Shazhu is obviously not stupid. This guy's stupidity seems to be limited to the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill and Compound No. 95, which is strange!

Otherwise, with his foul mouth and soft heart, he would either offend slightly more powerful people and be killed by them, or he would rescue too many suffering people and be harassed to death by them!

"Here, here!" Luo Xiaoman shouted loudly on the dam.

But it was obvious that the distance was more than several hundred meters and there was no valley around to form an echo. Sha Zhu didn't hear anything at all and ran to the edge of the field where everyone was working with the two women.

"Give me the pants!"

Luo Xiaoman gave him the pants, and then she thought, "Hey, wait, why don't you grab a few more?"

The little girl seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Although the bucket was almost full, she almost dragged the bucket across the dam.

However, no matter how hard or tired she was, she didn't ask for help and asked Luo Xiaoman, who was well-dressed, to help her.

Chen Feng put on his clothes quickly, looked at the little girl, and took the bucket and shovel.

"No more catching."

Luo Xiaoman said expectantly, "There are so many of us. If you catch a few more, we can all have more to eat."

Chen Feng smiled and said, "Just give me a photo, and the twelve fish will make a lot of money!"

"Uh, I promise to mention your name more often in the broadcast script!"

"Fifty times!"

"Are you crazy?" Luo Xiaoman rolled her eyes at him.

Rolling your eyes is actually very indecent and not good-looking.

But the beauty looking good when rolling her eyes, however, she is still far from Zhang Haixing.

So Chen Feng was not tempted by beauty at all.

"Don't be too greedy. I've almost caught all of this. Let's wait for the little fish to grow up."

Chen Feng came ashore and saw Luo Xiaoman covered in sweat and smiled secretly.

It is still more comfortable to catch fish and take a bath to get rid of the heat. Under the shade of the trees on the river dam, I was still sweating.