Chapter 397: The First Floor of the World
Shi Ye Hui hurriedly stood up, a very strange light flashed in his eyes, and said: "Don't, don't be nervous, this is Fan Ye's friend, Mr. Eric, the hero who bombed the hospital, is a very good person." β
"Yes, quick, quick, get me a cup. Li Shangbing, including several other Henan people, was also full of light.
For a while, he was gossiping and chattering, and regardless of whether Eric understood it or not, he took turns toasting Eric.
Fan Yang slapped his forehead, it's over, this group of people is really sick, and they are not lightly ill.
I can't bear to say what I said, a few Henan people used a local accent, and followed by Shi Yehui and a thumbs up.
I don't understand Chinese, can't you see the worship in the other party's eyes, a word of black Ruo, just scratched Eric's death hole, hooked up with Li Shangbing, ohye, nice, good, hugged the jar and let go of the booze.
A group of people drank happily and were happy.
Skip Fan Yang directly.
Half an hour later, there was a piece of the table.
Eric is not weak in terms of body size, one top two, and he is not weak in terms of alcohol consumption, and he drinks a group of people alone, and he doesn't think he has enough to drink, so he drinks the last sip of the jar dry, and finally faints in the toilet.
Only Master Hui was quite restrained, only drank seven or eight points, and found a few people to work together, before carrying Eric out of the toilet and throwing him into the guest room on the third floor to sleep.
The others were even more unbearable, Li Shangbing was already hungover and didn't wake up, and he drank until he was unconscious halfway.
And Fan Yang didn't have any, he didn't get a drop of wine, walked to the row of dragon chairs, and found a random one and sat down.
"Quick, give Fan Ye a pot of big red robes. Master Hui instructed his subordinates to sort out the mess in the Fuyuan Hall, and then ran to Fan Yang and sat down, giving a thumbs up: "Ai Ye is really massive. β
Fan Yang glanced at him: "You don't go upstairs to sleep for a while?"
"No need, what kind of base does Fan Ye live in now? Are you happy? How many of you are there? I ordered my subordinates to clean the upstairs, and there are 4 empty rooms, why don't Fan Ye come and stay with us for a few days?"
Fan Yang waved his hand: "No need, I still have a lot of things, it's not good for you to park here." β
Master Hui rubbed his red eyes: "Then Master Fan, you will also go upstairs to sleep for a while?"
"No, you take care of Eric for me, I'll go out alone in the afternoon. β
"Then, how can it be done...... can be said, but Shi Yehui's eyes are fighting: "Then you wait." β
I went downstairs alone and called seven or eight people over.
The leader Fan Yang knew, should be the tallest one in this group, with a 1.8-meter appearance, dressed ordinary, came over and arched his hand, and called out respectfully: "Fan Ye." β
Shi Yehui introduced: "This is Lao Qian, the law enforcement in our state, the sixth in line, let him take you for a walk in the afternoon, if there is anything, you can tell me." β
A big exclamation mark hung on Fan Yang's forehead.
......
In fact, Xian Xinghai Street, Fan Yang has known it for a long time, but his mentality is different.
When I first came here, I had no foundation here, and I just planned to keep a low profile, first set up a stall, occupy a port, and slowly develop.
To what extent it can be done, it depends more on Ivan and his old son Andrievich.
If this didn't happen, Fan Yang should have returned to Urumqi as soon as possible.
I didn't plan to have a relationship with the local forces here.
It is to maintain an evasive attitude.
Don't underestimate these local snakes, if this is not the case, if you don't know that Fan Yang has a military background, fighting a major, transferring the army, overthrowing a security bureau head-on, and not doing anything yourself, how much energy is this?
In the eyes of these people, Fan Yang is hand-eyed, so he will entertain himself so obediently.
If they had just arrived in Almaty, they would have rushed over recklessly, and it would have been impossible for this group of people to find an excuse to beat themselves up.
But now it's different.
It's time to take a good stroll around Xian Xinghai Street.
Fan Yang walked in front, followed by seven or eight people left and right, and these seven or eight people were carefully selected at a glance, all of them were very tall, especially Qian Yongjun, who was still a practitioner, and his wrist bones were obviously thicker than normal people.
These seven or eight people treated Fan Yang respectfully, but they didn't treat others so well.
When someone is in the way, they all reach out and push it away.
Fan Yang walked casually, seven or eight people opened the way for him, not to mention this battle, it was quite platoonful, and Qian Yongjun introduced the shops on Xian Xinghai Street all the way, explaining to Fan Yang which are the properties under the name of Henan State.
On the other side, at the archway, Jia Jingyuan, Li Qilin, Gao Lu, Tang Changgong, and more than a dozen foreign trade peers also rushed over with food.
Jia Jingyuan was obese, leading the way in front with his half-bald head, and said while laboriously separating the crowd: "Just over here, all the leaders, hurry up, don't fall behind." β
One of the colleagues in the foreign trade industry smiled: "I'm afraid you're in a hurry to eat hot tofu, we've been here twice, why didn't you see the restaurant you said?"
Speaking of eating tofu, this group of foreign trade CEOs in suits and leather shoes with bright faces smiled tacitly.
They are not like Fan Yang, who lives in the B&B hotel in the central square, they are VIPs, they live in the Oman State Guesthouse, and the food they eat is all the top, and Farabi is also very good at enveloping, and in terms of physiology, there are naturally relevant arrangements.
Not to mention anything else these days, Eros Beauty has used one for another.
"Just in front, don't you believe me Lao Jia, authentic Yu cuisine, we can't even eat Yungang. β
was taken by Jia Jingyuan and didn't go far, and sure enough, he found a restaurant on the street.
As soon as they saw the gate, everyone looked satisfied.
The decoration of this restaurant is chic, Shi Yehui is still quite level, in front of the door is the steps of the bluestone slab, above are two red lacquered wooden doors, although the wooden door is small, but the style is full, the faΓ§ade is played with dozens of copper nails and copper rings with style, there is a stone lion on both sides, a mahogany plaque on the top of the head, five big characters on the brush: "the first floor in the world".
On the lintel, the partition of the floor is also decorated with a small cornice, and the cold mountain is covered with red vermilion lacquer tiles.
Although the cornices are small, they can be matched with the red signboards below, and the antique feeling comes out at once.
The wall next to the door is also paved with green bricks, pasted with a piece of red paper, with four large characters on the brush, written authentic Yu cuisine, and a small brush below, which is the name of a dish.
Four treasures of white grille, potsticker tofu, jade fish shreds, boiled yellow incense tube, Dongpo meat, cassia pocket, hibiscus pork knuckle, juice lobscale shrimp, three fresh iron pot baked eggs, fried herring head and tail, bucket chicken, carp baked noodles, peony swallow vegetables, fried purple crispy meat.
"Hehe, there really is such a place. β