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Old Beijingers like to choose Yifang (Fang) when eating roast duck.

Although it is not as famous as Quanjude in later generations, Bianyifang is actually the real time-honored brand. The earliest "Old Bianyifang" in Miishi Hutong outside Xuanwumen has a history of more than 500 years.

That was in the fourteenth year of Ming Nizi's reign, when it had just moved from Nanjing, and its business was booming and its reputation was great.

The couplet in front of the door alone is enough to make people salivate - dismount when you smell the fragrance, stop the car when you taste the flavor.

The old Bianyifang has long disappeared in the long river of history.

If you ask what the difference is between Bianyifang and Quanjude, it’s that Bianyifang roasts duck in a stewing oven, while Quanjude roasts duck in a hanging oven.

Quanjude's hanging oven roast duck has crispy skin and tender meat, which is more suitable for young people and people who like crispy skin.

The meat of Bian Yi Fang's braised oven roast duck is relatively tender, suitable for the elderly, but the skin is relatively old.

Chang Wei and his family were going to the old Xianyukou shop on Qianmenwai Street.

In the private room, the whole family of eleven, plus Du Ye and He Yushui, sat at a full table.

When the sliced ​​roast duck was served, Chang Xiaoman sniffed, twisted her little butt, got off the chair and jumped on the spot.

Chang Wei picked up the lotus leaf pancake and spread it out in his hand, put cucumber and green onion on it, and asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

"This way I can eat more." Chang Xiaoman said as a matter of course: "Aunty said that if you jump a little, the poop will go down, and you can empty your stomach."

Chang Wei let out a long "eh" in disdain, stretched out his arms and hugged her back to the chair, dipped the burrito in the sweet noodle sauce, and handed it to the little girl.

The little girl knelt on the chair, straightened her body, looked up at Chang Wei, her eyes beautiful as crescents, "Thank you, uncle."

Chang Wei watched her chewing, with noodle sauce stained the corners of her mouth. He resisted the urge to wipe it off and turned his head to the other side.

This fucking obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"I asked you to invite grandma as well, why didn't you come?"

Du Ye said a little awkwardly: "Grandma said it's not possible. Today is your family dinner."

"The old man is too polite."

After Chang Wei finished speaking, he called Chang Tian over and gave him a few instructions. After Chang Tian stood up and left, he continued, "I added a duck. Send it back for the old man to taste later."

Du Ye opened his mouth but no words of gratitude came out.

He couldn't refuse the kindness shown by Chang Wei, and anything he said would seem hypocritical, so he could only keep it in his heart.

Yang Min served the old lady two pancakes. He Yushui, who was sitting next to Grandma Chang, was also helping to roll the pancakes. Chang Da took a look and sighed silently.

If it were in the past, this scene would be somewhat warm and touching. The scene of four generations of mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law getting along harmoniously is rare in reality.

Unfortunately, Chang Wei is now the director, and I don’t know whether he and Yu Shui will still be destined to be husband and wife in the future.

It's not that Chang Wei despises the poor and loves the rich. He is determined not to compromise himself by marrying up. In the Chang family, they only marry women of lower status and there is absolutely no reason for him to marry up.

But he still has more than three years to get married, and Chang Da doesn't know what the future will be like.

The girl was quite calm. He Yushui chatted with Grandma Chang about family matters with a smile on her face, and only lingered for a moment when her eyes occasionally glanced at Chang Wei.

Knowing that the body is like a dream,

Everything is like dust.

Life is like a dream, so just let it be and don't worry too much about it.

Now we are living together like family, isn’t it a blessing?

"How does the ugly duckling taste?" Chang Wei couldn't help it after all, and took out a handkerchief to wipe the corners of Chang Xiaoman's mouth.

The little girl pursed her lips in cooperation. When Chang Wei took back his hand, she gulped down the sweet noodle sauce that covered her lips again, and said incoherently, "Hao Qi, Ya Ya Hao Qi."

"Besides duck, what else do you like to eat?"

"There are also fish, chickens, rabbits, and pigs. I like to eat them all."

Very good, this is a very loving little girl who has a special liking for small animals.

The happiness of being a child is simple: being able to eat delicious food and having your uncle sleep with you, that’s all!

This is a warm New Year's Day holiday.

At least that was the case until the call came.

The waiter walked into the box with a slightly respectful look, "Excuse me, is there a Director Chang named Chang Wei here?"

Chang Wei wiped his hands with a handkerchief and stood up, "I am, what's the matter?"

The waiter obviously didn't expect the director to be so young. His eyes had been fixed on Du Ye. Fortunately, he reacted very quickly. He walked to Chang Wei's side in two quick steps and whispered, "There's a call from the Ministry of Public Security looking for you."

Called here?

Chang Wei immediately stood up, greeted Grandpa Chang, and followed the waiter out.

In front of the phone at the accounting desk, Chang Wei's expression gradually became serious.

"minister."

"Yes, I will gather the team now and set off today."

"clear."

"It's okay, my family is used to it, and we will go early and come back early, and try to come back to celebrate Laba Festival."

"Don't worry, I promise to complete the task."

After hanging up the phone, Chang Wei calmed himself down and slowly walked back to the box.

This time he did not act funny, because although the minister's attitude was very gentle, he could feel the anger in the minister's heart.

The impact of this case is really too bad.

But when facing his family, Chang Wei still felt a little guilty. He stood at the door of the box and sighed, "Grandpa, I may have to go on a business trip...I have to leave now."

The old man put down the wine glass in his hand, not surprised, and said slowly: "Is there a case?"

Chang Wei couldn't talk about the case, so he could only nod and say, "Yeah... a big case."

The old man nodded gently and waved his hand, "Go and do your work, don't worry about us...kid, be careful outside."

Chang Wei nodded, looked around, and saw the worry and heartache in his family members' eyes.

He smiled and said, "It's okay. I am here to supervise on behalf of the ministry. There is no danger."

The family members didn't say anything, and forced a relaxed smile. Only Chang Xiaoman and Chang Long ran to his side, hugged his legs on the left and right, wanting to cry but not daring to, tears flowing like beads.

Chang Wei could only squat down and wipe the two people's little faces.

"Uncle, you have to come back soon." The little guy threw himself into Chang Wei's arms, hugged his neck, and spoke in his ear with sobs.

Chang Wei patted her back, rubbed Chang Long's head, stood up and took the coat handed over by Chang Da, "Sister, there is a portion of duck for you to deliver to Grandma Du Ye later."

Chang Da lowered her head slightly, glanced at Du Ye who was putting on his coat inconspicuously, and nodded slightly.

The two men came out of the box, looked back at their expectant family members, put on their hats and walked into the cold wind.

In the Dragon Group's courtyard, all the main members were present except Ji Xiaowang, who was still leading the anti-pickpocket team in Tianjin.

Chang Wei had a serious expression on his face. He held the information just sent from the ministry in his hand, slammed his fist on the table, and said fiercely: "Songhua hero... I'm going to beat him into a Songhua egg."