--- in the living room of the Song family

"The meal is here! Don't sit on the fire, come and try the home-cooked food I cooked!" Wang Jinfeng said.

The little sister Song Yuqing and her mother Wang Jinfeng moved the table together, set up chairs, and then served the food and put on the chopsticks.

When Song Haiming saw this, he beckoned everyone to hurry up and sit down, the food would not taste good if it was cold on this cold day.

Fang Guoqing said with a smile: "You go sit first--- this sweet potato is delicious." ”

The male secretary remained silent and stood aside.

Chen Baoguo, Director Liu, and Section Chief Sun owed their buttocks, and they also sat down and didn't move.

Song Haiming saw that everyone didn't move, so he greeted again: "You're welcome, everyone, when this is your own home--- it's fast, all take a seat!"

Chen Baoguo and others, you look at me, I look at you.

The male secretary looked at his leader.

Minister Fang smiled and looked at Song Zhichao, who was sitting calmly opposite.

Song Zhichao finally got up, threw away the burning stick in his hand, clapped his hands and said, "Take a seat!"

Fang Guoqing, Minister Fang, stuffed the roasted sweet potato to the male secretary next to him, clapped his hands, and said, "Okay!"

That's when everyone took action.

……

Wine table ---

Everyone seemed very reserved.

Because the dinner table was too small, there were only six people: Minister Fang, Chen Baoguo, Director Liu, Section Chief Sun, and Song Haiming and Song Zhichao.

The male secretary went to the side to solve the problem of food and clothing--- Wang Jinfeng brought him a meal. As for Wang Jinfeng and her daughter Song Yuqing, they eat casually in the kitchen.

At the wine table, Song Haiming kept beckoning everyone to drink and eat, but everyone had something in their hearts, and no one could let go.

The first time Song Haiming encountered this kind of thing, he didn't know how to say it very well, so he could only keep "eating vegetables" and "drinking", or "drinking" and "eating vegetables".

Suddenly---

Song Zhichao stretched out his hand and took out a boiled tea egg, smashed it in the corner of the table, and while peeling it, he said to Fang Guoqing: "Minister Fang, I don't know what you thought of when you ate baked sweet potatoes just now?"

Fang Guoqing was holding the tea and wanted to take a sip, but he was stunned when he heard the words, and said with a smile: "Of course, it's bittersweet memories." ”

"That's not what I'm talking about. Song Zhichao interrupted him, lowered his head, and didn't look at him, "Didn't you ask me for help today, so let's talk about it, what did you think of when you ate roasted sweet potatoes?" Song Zhichao was very serious, and carefully peeled off the skin of the tea egg with his fingernails, revealing the white and tender meat.

Fang Guoqing didn't expect Song Zhichao to suddenly test himself, and he was a little uncomfortable for a while.

You must know that with his identity, he usually comes to test and test others, so if you encounter this situation--- not to mention that the other party is still such a young man.

"Well, it's really hard to answer. Fang Guoqing blushed a little, he was a dignified high-ranking official, and he couldn't answer such a question, in the eyes of others, wouldn't he only know how to eat and drink, and wouldn't do anything?

Song Zhichao didn't laugh at him, but instead raised the tea egg he had just peeled, pinched it with two fingers, and motioned to Fang Guoqing: "Now, what do you think when you see this tea egg and the roasted sweet potato you ate just now?"

Fang Guoqing: "This ---"

It's not just the blushing, it's the big head.

This question is too tricky, how can people answer it?

Gritting his teeth, he replied, "Well, they're all food." ”

Song Zhichao smiled and nodded: "Yes, that's right, they are all food, such as this plate of cold beef, and that plate of sweet and silky fruit vegetables, but they are canned!"

Song Zhichao's words made Song Haiming's old face blush, and he hurriedly explained: "I'm sorry, I really don't have anything to do at home, so I just take this canned food ......" The words "make up the numbers" are unspeakable.

It turned out that in the past few days, people from the Song family have been coming over, ostensibly to pay New Year's greetings, and most of them have come to inquire about the news, or to see Song Zhichao.

People are coming, this New Year's noon can not drive people back, this must not prepare something delicious, what chicken, duck and fish are ready, delicious and delicious, drink and entertain, can not weaken their own reputation.

Since then, the Song family's New Year's goods that were originally planned for the New Year have slowly been consumed, and even the rice in the rice jar is about to bottom out.

This is the countryside, not a big city, generally speaking, every Chinese New Year, everyone will buy enough New Year's goods for backup, and those shops will close directly until the end of the New Year.

Unlike in the future, stores and supermarkets are blooming everywhere, and you can buy whatever you want during the New Year, and you can buy big purchases at any time.

Now the eggs and beef on this table are all borrowed by Wang Jinfeng from his neighbor Du Chunmei's family. That's it, there are still a few dishes left, but fortunately, although Wang Jinfeng is a rural woman, her brain is quite flexible, "the vegetables are not enough, canned food", just open a few cans of canned pears and canned apples, and it becomes a plate of vegetarian dishes.

Song Haiming also learned after serving the dish that he felt weak at the thought of letting Director Chen and this minister eat this kind of "dish".

Fang Guoqing's mind was not on this, and he hurriedly asked Song Zhichao: "Comrade Xiao Song, don't play dumb riddles with me--- what do you mean by saying so much?" and pointed to the eggs, beef, and the plate of fruits and vegetables.

Song Zhichao smiled slightly and said: "It's very simple, these are all food, we are located here in the hinterland of the Central Plains, and the most abundant products are the most, but the problem is that we can't get out!"

"Yes, yes, that's the truth!" Fang Guoqing nodded and said, "That's why I have a headache, this is that I have food in my hand but can't exchange it for money, it's useless to do it in a hurry!"

Song Zhichao put the egg in his hand into the bowl and said, "How about selling these things to nearby provinces and cities?"

Fang Guoqing shook his head violently: "Who lacks this? The surrounding provinces and cities are basically based on agriculture, and there is no shortage of these!"

Song Zhichao smiled, "So, what if you sell it abroad?"

"Huh?" Fang Guoqing was stunned, "Where?"

Song Zhichao spit out three words: "Russia!"

"The former Soviet Union?" Fang Guoqing was stunned, and then shook his head violently, "Don't be kidding! Sold to the former Soviet Union, thousands of miles apart, such a long distance, don't talk about this egg when the time comes, even this beef will stink!"

Song Zhichao picked up the chopsticks and knocked on the plate of canned vegetables, and said with a smile: "So you need to make all the canned food!"

Fang Guoqing: "......"

There was a hint of joy on his face, and he shook his head and said, "Beef can also be made into canned beef, but what about these eggs and other foods?"

Song Zhichao looked at Chen Baoguo of the meat factory, "This is for Director Chen'......s help."

Chen Baoguo saw that everyone was looking at him, and he looked confused, "Don't look at me, see what I'm doing?"

Song Zhichao smiled slightly, and put the peeled egg just now into Chen Baoguo's bowl with chopsticks: "Of course I need your help!"

Chen Baoguo: "......"