At more than two o'clock in the afternoon, they drove out of the hotel, Liu Bo stood at the intersection, sent Wang Manchu away with a cold face, and took Assistant Zheng to various departments in the county on foot to do some errands, and made an appointment with Ding Fan.

The two of them stood on the side of the road, Liu Bo and they just walked out of a street, the second fat pulled the rope tied to the food bag in his arms at once, and the black little hand deftly opened the food bag, inhaled in his mouth, and sighed intoxicatedly: "It's so fragrant, you smell it, I'm hungry." ”

Ding Fan looked at his cute appearance of being greedy and desperate, stood next to him and said generously: "There are four bags in total, let's eat two bags, and take the rest back to the office." ”

Although he wants to eat half of it, Ding Fan is already very interesting in the eyes of the second fat: everything in the Xinting State Hotel is a good thing, and there are definitely less than ten people in Jinshan Township who have eaten here, which can be seen from the restrained expression of the village chief Liu Chenglin.

The first bag is fragrant sauce beef, with slices of meat tendons, and the feeling of being fragrant when you bite into it is extremely strong, and the mouth is full of the unique taste of fine beef.

"Does his family use a big smoke gourd, why is it so fragrant, I have never eaten such a delicious thing, big brother, this piece is for you, you eat the thin one, and give me the fat one." Erfat grabbed the beef and took a bite, first took a big bite, and then chewed it slowly a few times, it seemed that the more he tasted it, the more flavorful it became, pointing to the piece of fat on it and letting Ding Fan eat it, saying that people in the city like to eat lean food, in fact, this guy has a lot of eyes: such delicious beef, with a little fat is more fragrant.

Although he was hungry, Ding Fan didn't eat as much as Erfat, pinched a piece of beef, and ate it in his mouth with a side face and elegance, thinking that it tasted good, the cook's skills were good, he fed the beef in advance, and then blanched the beef in water with plenty of seasoning to remove all the fishy smell of the meat, and then boiled it, and the heat was well mastered, so the taste was good when chewed, and the mouth was fragrant.

The next three bags are the best pot wrapped meat, sweet and sour pork ribs, and the crystal elbows they have seen for a long time, each of which is extremely delicate and fragrant.

Ding Fan only felt full after a few symbolic bites, the cheeks of the second fat man bulged like a frog poking his head out of the water, and the two bubbles bulged one by one, and when he saw Ding Fan rubbing his hands, he stopped forbearingly.

He has such a useless appearance, if others would have damaged him half to death, but Ding Fan has been looking at him distressedly, and from his expression, he knows that this orphan is definitely the first time to eat such a good thing since he was a child, so he naturally won't blame him in his heart.

"Fatty, the mountains of the Xing'an Mountains have blocked all the good things, the good things in the city can't be moved back, and the good things in the mountains can't be shipped out, or the leader of the restaurant is so interested in our kebabs? Ding Fan said thoughtfully, looking at the few buildings scattered in the distance, and felt that there were many things that could be done here, and he could also make a name for himself.

Since he was in the city, Ding Fan naturally wanted to visit the department store.

They parked the car and entered one of the few two-story buildings in the county, where the first floor was non-staple food, and the second floor was cloth, shoes, hats, and local agricultural groceries.

"This, this, Brother Ding, this must be delicious, wrapped in sugar. Er Fat glanced at the cabinets in front of the waiters in white clothes, there were rows and rows, there were about dozens of delicious foods, and suddenly saw the one selling Jiang rice noodles, the dim sum was extremely exquisite, and the quality made people couldn't help but want to eat a few bites.

"Isn't it just a snack? Well, it feels good to look at, waiter, come on two catties." Ding Fan still has more than 100 yuan in his pocket, took out a dollar and put it on the counter, and said confidently.

The waitress was a girl with big pigtails in a white hat. She has two small dimples on her chubby face, and her skin is fair, and it seems that she can feel the superiority of the non-staple food store workers who can eat good things at a glance, but Ding Fan feels uncomfortable when she opens her mouth.

"Wait a minute!" The fat waiter's little dimple didn't have a smile on his face at all, his mouth showed a mouthful of tetracycline teeth, and he didn't even look at the money on the counter, but looked at Ding Fan's face as if he was looking at something strange.

She lowered her head and wrote something on the note, writing quickly, and looked up at Ding Fan from time to time, Ding Fan touched his face, feeling that he wiped it with a handkerchief after eating just now, there must be nothing stuck to her mouth, but there was something shiny under the girl's dimples, it should have been when she stole Jiang Mi Tiao, the remaining white sugar grains.

"You fell in love with me so soon? Leave your contact information directly? This girl is very serious on the surface, but I didn't expect to have a heart that fell in love at first sight, spicy, spicy, ahem. His eyes were staring at her snow-white little hands, watching her write smoothly, because more than a meter away, the girl was writing sideways, and he really wondered if she was writing the house number or something.

"Go, go to the ticket, pay attention next time, we are a regular food company, admit the ticket and don't recognize the person, go, the door." The girl wrote the note, slapped it on the counter, didn't look at Ding Fan, glanced at the ticket window at the door, and asked him to go to that place to pay the money.

Without waiting for Ding Fan to react, the girl with big braids turned around, carrying a box of newly arrived snacks, to take them out and put them on the counter, "It looks good, it's just cold, see if I don't ......" Ding Fan thought to himself, his fingers touched the second fat, the second fat understood, blinked, and waited to see what tricks Ding Fan played.

"Go, what are you doing here?" The pigtailed girl angrily pushed at them, probably looking at the second fat body dirty, maybe she wanted to take the opportunity to steal something, and looked at them with disdain.

"Comrade, comrade, what have you eaten?" Ding Fan'......s expression was serious, but he seemed to see something, and he had to remind her, so he whispered kindly.

"I, I, you go......" The pigtailed girl said weakly, anxiously urging them to hurry up and open the ticket.

Rushed by the cold eyes of others, Ding Fan and Er Fat walked to the ticket window at the door.

The big braid would never have thought that these two guys were looking down at each other now, and the super bad eyes met together, and Ding Fan said "One, two, three, turn your head." The two of them turned their heads together, and instantly saw the expected big fun: the big pigtail waiter held the food box in both hands, looked left and right to see if there was anyone, stretched out his small tongue, and licked something around his lips!

"Huh, you guys, you're dead. She suddenly saw this big and small voyeur, or peeped at the thing she was most ashamed to see, and immediately raised her eyebrows lightly and scolded in a low voice.

Ding Fan turned around and left without expression, and when he came back, the braid waiter blushed to his neck, wrapped the wrapped Jiang rice strips with a rope and was extremely exquisite, bowed his head and whispered: "I just fried it and sent it today, just eat the rest and wrap it like this, the shelf life is one week, eat it well, come again." ”

Her voice trembled slightly, and Ding Fan was happier than eating half a catty of Jiang rice noodles immediately: This was already the most interesting begging for mercy of a girl in that era, if it was placed today, she would definitely give them a few catties of delicious snacks for nothing.

They bought some snacks, bread, pickled vegetables and pickles at the department store, and bought a half-bag of millet for Er Pang so that he could go back and cook it himself. When he arrived on the second floor, Ding Fan specially bought three pairs of leather shoes, eight yuan a pair, pure cowhide soft sole material, the upper was extremely bright, and it could almost be used as a mirror.

This is what he gave to Song Mide and Kan Liang, in order to behave well in front of them, the shoes of the two leaders have been worn for several years, especially Song Mide, a pair of black cloth shoes are worn on his feet, if it weren't for the pistol with a big five or four in his waist and a pleated police uniform, he would look like a simple old peasant.

On the way back, as soon as the four-wheeled vehicle hit the road, the second fat person held the food bag in his arms, and stepped on the purchased things under his feet, and the fat foot girl did not dare to move away, lest so many good things fall.

In the carriage, Liu Bo sat on a small bench, lying on the gang like a defeated rooster, drowsy in the violent bumps, Wang Manchu was blushing and fluttering, it seemed that he was looking for a place to pour a lot of cat urine, and Assistant Zheng leaned in the corner, his hands on the gang, letting the four-wheeled bike rise and fall, looking into the distance with an expressionless face, and his eyes were dull.

"What are you pretending to be? Fatty, come to Genjiang rice noodles, you can eat some too, they ......" Ding Fan was full of spring breeze, holding the steering wheel lightly with both hands, looking at the endless green mountains in the distance, and he was in a very good mood.

It's been a few days here, this is the first time to go out to do errands, although I have experienced some ups and downs, I even have a little feeling of going home on the way back to the house, eating the Jiang rice noodles handed over by the fat man without losing the opportunity, the mouth is full of sweetness, humming quietly "Young Ambition is not sorrowful", poetry and poetry, the big trees on both sides slowly fell, he was like a warrior who is not afraid of hardships, and drove towards the mountain village in the depths of the mountain.

In the evening, two men stood at the door of the police station.

Song Mid and Kan Liang listened to the sudden sound of the four-wheeled bicycle in the distance, and knew that they had come back from entering the county, so they waited here early.

When the car arrived, Ding Fan stepped on the brakes steadily, and when he arrived, he played a beautiful moment and braked for a short distance, jumped down excitedly, and called Er Fat to take things to the office.

There are a lot of things stacked on the cardboard box, and the second fat is holding it, and even his eyes are almost blocked, this guy seems to be celebrating the New Year, and his face is smiling.

Song Mide went over to greet Liu Bo, Lao Liu lazily opened his eyes, pointed in the direction of the government, and said weakly: "Assistant Zheng, drive! My head hurts, I have a cold, go back to sleep." ”

Song Mide saw that he was very uncomfortable, so naturally he didn't say much, and watched Assistant Zheng drive back on a four-wheeled vehicle.

Ten minutes later, a small table was set up in Song Mide's office, and the table was filled with several dishes brought back by Ding Fan, as well as snacks.

"This dish, I still ate it the year before last, the taste is really first-class, Xiao Dingzi is also a caring person, come! Kan Brigade, take one." Song Mide ate several mouthfuls of food, and found that Ding Fan and Kan Liang didn't move their chopsticks, and suddenly said.

"This kid, where did the food come from? Who gave you the money, don't burn the buns, did you hear? Why did Lao Liu wilt today? Yes, why didn't he buy anything to eat?" Kan Liang grabbed a piece of pot wrapped meat, stuffed it into his mouth at once, chewed it, took the opportunity to take a few sips of Song Mide soju, and asked Ding Fan with a grin.

Ding Fan took advantage of their enjoyment of eating, and threw two pieces of pot-wrapped meat to Doudou at the door, before turning around to answer the question.

Although he didn't eat, he had already observed it carefully, and the two people in front of him were definitely reserved, and they had definitely never eaten such a good thing, but after thinking about it, they were happy to eat, and they didn't work hard in vain.

"Dingzi, tell me, what are you doing today? Song Mide was eating and drinking, and he looked at Sven slowly, but he would always take the opportunity to look at Ding Fan, so he looked at it a few times, and his heart was even more firm in his judgment: "This little rabbit cub, there must be something to hide from me." ”