Rebirth of the Forbidden City: The Troublemaker in the Courtyard

Lao Mo's restaurant rarely sees such a lively and noisy scene.

More than 130 young people swarmed into the restaurant like a swarm of bees.

The noise and uproar almost blew the roof off.

But the restaurant staff didn't dare to intervene. These young people were used to being lawless. With so many people around, if they got upset and started making trouble, it would be even more troublesome.

Just pretend you don’t see it, serve the food calmly, and send these guys away!

Ning Yuan, Zhong Yuemin, Li Yuanchao, Du Weidong, Li Yanjun and other leaders and troublemakers wearing officers' woolen coats sat at the same table.

The rest of the people also sat down with a few familiar friends and started to enjoy the meal.

People came and went at the dining table, and the tough guys from each compound would take some time to come to this table to toast Ning Yuan. Although it was just beer, Ning Yuan really couldn't hold it any longer.

Li Yuanchao sat at the table, looking at Ning Yuan who was enjoying such a great success at the moment, and for a moment he felt a little unbalanced.

He has always been the focus of everyone's attention. Although Ning Yuan is also his buddy, people are like this. They are afraid that their brothers will suffer and they are also afraid that their brothers will drive a Land Rover.

He brought people here to speak, necessarily intending to show off his power in front of everyone, but in the final analysis, he was also a little worried that something might happen to Ning Yuan, Zhong Yuemin, and the others.

However, Ning Yuan's reputation soared thanks to this fight, which was something Li Yuanchao had not expected. Therefore, he did not enjoy the meal very much.

A hymn and a big drink!

It was already afternoon when the party ended. Ning Yuan called the waiter to settle the bill in a grand manner, but he was dumbfounded when he saw the bill.

More than 130 people spent more than 300 yuan on the meal, and Ning Yuan only had a total of more than 140 yuan from everyone.

However, when he looked up at the waiter's timid appearance, he was no longer anxious.

"Comrade, go back and tell your manager that he must have made a mistake on this bill. Please take it back and recalculate it and give it to me!"

After Ning Yuan finished speaking, he threw the bill back to the waiter.

The waiter stood by, somewhat bewildered.

Du Weidong got angry when he saw the stupid waiter. He slammed the table, stood up, and said fiercely.

"Go the fuck up, what are you standing there for?"

The waiter didn't dare to refute and turned back to the back hall.

But after a while, a middle-aged man in a suit and tie came out with a new bill.

"Comrades, our finance department just miscalculated the bill. Our actual bill should be two hundred and eight yuan!"

After all, he is a shrewd man who has lived for decades. If he can see that he is not easy to mess with, he should be tactful and collect his costs.

Ning Yuan stood up, shook hands with the manager of the Moscow restaurant and whispered.

"Comrade, these hundred or so people are here to show their support for me. I've counted and I still have over one hundred and forty-eight dollars. I'm still sixty short. Would you mind if I could use my officer's coat as a bargain?"

As he spoke, Ning Yuan picked up the officer's woolen coat that was draped over the high-backed Russian dining chair and stuffed it into the middle-aged manager's hands.

The middle-aged male manager looked at the officer stuffed into his hands, then looked at the more than one hundred young men filling the restaurant, almost all of whom were wearing old-fashioned military uniforms, and he understood something in his mind.

In this way, Ning Yuan's officer's woolen coat returned to his hands.

"My name is Zhang Fengkai. What's your name, young comrade?" The middle-aged male manager asked with a faint smile after returning the coat to Ning Yuan.

"Hello, Manager Zhang. My name is Ning Yuan. I'm sorry to bother you this time."

Ning Yuan understood Manager Zhang's intention, then shook hands with him and said.

"Ningyuan, what a nice name, little brother. Let's just leave it at that for today. We can be considered friends now. Don't do this again in the future, haha!"

Zhang Fengkai smiled and shook Ning Yuan's hand, saying jokingly.

Ning Yuan naturally nodded repeatedly, and after some polite exchanges, he asked everyone to leave the restaurant one after another.

However, the scene of Ning Yuan and the middle-aged male manager pushing and vying for the officer's woolen coat was seen by many people.

Everyone could guess what had happened, so before the meeting ended, people in the crowd began to talk about the chivalrous story of Ning Yuan using his precious officer's woolen coat to pay for a meal with his brothers.

In this way, Ning Yuan's character and reputation in everyone's mind increased a lot.

Everyone dispersed from Lao Mo's restaurant, and more than a hundred people left in different directions.

Ning Yuan and Zhong Yuemin, Yuan Jun and their group rode their bicycles back to their own compound.

The matter of Ma Hongbing had been resolved. It was already dark and everyone was exhausted after a day of running around. So they said a few simple goodbyes at the gate of the compound and went back to their homes.

"Ning Wei, Ning Wei?" When Ning Yuan returned home, he didn't see little Ning Wei, so he ran to the yard and shouted twice.

"Hey! Bro, I'm next door, I'll be home soon!"

Ning Wei, who was playing a war game with a few peers at the neighbor's house next door, quickly responded loudly when he heard Ning Yuan calling him.

He quickly jumped up from the ground, not even bothering to brush off the dust on his body, and ran back home.

"Brother, why do you always go out for the whole day?" Ning Wei ran back home with mud on his face and asked his elder brother.

"Hey, you little bastard, you dare to question your brother me? You deserve to be punished, right?" Ning Yuan looked at Ning Wei, who looked like a little clay figure, and laughed out of anger.

"No, brother, I don't care where you're going. I mean, I haven't eaten yet."

Ning Wei said with a chuckle.

"Ah, you haven't eaten all day?"

Ning Yuan thought to himself at this moment, "I deserve to be damned. I invited hundreds of people to dinner and Lao Mo didn't even think about his own brother."

"I had two leftover flatbreads from yesterday and a boiled egg in the morning, but I didn't eat lunch!" Ning Wei answered honestly.

Ning Yuan still felt a little ashamed after hearing this. He was so focused on improving his status and going out to do good deeds that he even forgot to feed his younger brother.

"Okay, stop running around, kid. Wait for me at home for a while. I'll bring you some sesame cakes and candied haws when I come back!"

Ning Yuan remembered that he had eaten at Lao Mo twice before and took away several sets of silver tableware and plates, so he thought of exchanging some money to improve his quality of life.

When Ning Wei heard the word "candied haws", his eyes lit up and he nodded quickly like a chicken pecking at rice.

Ning Yuan put on his coat, rode his bicycle and headed towards Chongwenmen.

There is a large-scale pigeon market outside Chongwenmen Gate.

Many people exchange supplies with each other here, although this kind of speculative behavior is absolutely not allowed under the current policy.

However, the law does not hold everyone responsible, and this is indeed a daily need of the people, so the management department just turns a blind eye.