Fang Lan is also a person with some ability, otherwise he would not be in charge of the hotel in the county, so his grandfather also settled this matter.

The Zhuangzi and the cook are all done, and they are waiting for the customer business to come to the door.

Grandpa's usual craft of making a living is to catch birds, and then sell them for a good price, which can afford to play with birds are generally rich people, but his friendship with those people is not very deep, not much stronger than strangers, more or less unable to pull down the relationship to climb.

Fang Ning knew that there were some officials in the county, such as Tian Libin, the famous 'game secretary', who was a person who loved to eat game.

At this time, it was not far from the golden peak of his career, not to mention that it was almost there, but it was not far off, until eight years later, because of the thermal power station incident, he voluntarily resigned, not only was not dismissed, but won a good reputation as a Qing official.

Eating wild meat is also eating wild protected animals, and it is also the later master of the eloquent and strategic anti-corruption and anti-corruption that made the officials panic.

Now it is only 07 years, and the wild boars in the mountains are running all over the ground, and as for the rabbits, they are flooded in the autumn, and a few traps are placed in the vegetable garden, and two or three hares can be caught overnight.

Therefore, who knows if the officials eat some game.

However, the county secretary, Fang Ning and they are not familiar with each other, and they have no personal contacts, so it is impossible to have a relationship with the secretary.

Fortunately, Fang Lan has a bit of a relationship, and it is still a relationship in the early years.

Fang Lan still tried and took the secretary's line.

Here in the county, Secretary Tian was busy because of the rise of the Tears Bridge and the Pinghai Bridge a few days ago, and he was tired and tired and did not get any benefits, but fortunately, there was no fatal accident, and it was rare to have time to be idle, and his mouth was hungry again, and he heard an old acquaintance say that they had opened a farmhouse and invited him to try it.

Secretary Tian was originally very reserved here, not that he was high, but he understood more and more the twists and turns of officialdom.

He had just been idle recently, and he was most afraid of trouble, so he thought about refusing politely, but he heard the people over there say that he had brought two mountain treasures flying dragon birds from Qinling, and he couldn't care about being reserved now.

I immediately chose a good day and drove to this remote mountain village with a few well-connected colleagues.

At first, Secretary Tian still felt that this place was not good, it was too remote, and the mountain road was difficult to walk, even if he entered the village and took a look, it was an ordinary poor village, and there was nothing unusual.

Because they were light and simple, they left after eating, and they didn't reveal their identity, so the village chief and secretary in this place didn't know about it.

When Secretary Tian and others came to this rural villa, Rao had seen the world in the early years, and he was also fascinated by the appearance of this villa.

This mountain villa chaimen fence, green bricks and tiles, maple leaves surrounding, brilliance, but also accompanied by the empty mountain Zen language from time to time, the passing away, people's impetuous heart suddenly calmed down, even with the pace of the slowdown can not help but slow down a lot, Secretary Tian and others think about whose handwriting is here?

The chaimen dog barks, and the empty mountain birds speak.

Secretary Tian and his entourage hesitated outside the fence door of the villa, when they heard a "creak" sound and pushed it open.

A young man in plain clothes was waiting in the door, with a shy face, and a white dog crawling under his feet, wagging his tail, looking at Secretary Tian and the others vigilantly.

This is said to be a teenager, but he looks very tender, but he looks like he is more than ten years old, in fact, he is a half-grown baby, dressed in plain clothes, with white and tender skin, carved in pink and jade, and his eyebrows and eyes are pure and good.

Secretary Tian wanted to visit here, and saw that this child was not very old and was a clever guy, so he wanted to find out whose handiwork it was here, so he put up a shelf, showed an official tone, and asked, "How old is your little baby?"

"The virtual age is eleven, the real age is twelve. Fang Ning blinked his eyes and said without thinking.

Secretary Tian continued to ask, "What's the name of your villa?"

"I don't know where to go. After Fang Ning finished speaking, he raised his face and smiled brightly, even if he didn't say more than half a word.

The leaves of the bamboo forest are falling staggeringly, and the maple leaves all over the mountains are soaked here with autumn, not to mention anything else, this artistic conception is still just right.

Secretary Tian glanced at Fang Ning, he still knew the allusion of 'seekers do not meet', I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, from this literal meaning, it is quite unfathomable.

It's really a cloud deep and I don't know where to go......

But this baby's mouth is tight, and I don't know what kind of family this family is, teaching such a clever little brother.

Secretary Tian thought about it in his head, but the few colleagues accompanying him were confused, confused, and didn't know why the secretary's face was deep for a while and sunny for a while.

Fortunately, they are all based on Secretary Tian, even if it is slow for a while, it is not too late.

Fang Ning was dressed in retro style, and he still knew that Secretary Tian liked the ancient atmosphere, so he deliberately catered to it, and after a few plans here, he inevitably had no other thoughts and ideas.

So in the eyes of Secretary Tian, it tastes a little scrutiny, is it contrived?

Secretary Tian asked a few more questions that were not tight, and Fang Ning dealt with it on all sides, at least Secretary Tian didn't ask anything.

Fang Wei changed into a plain shirt, and she looked like a master in a small account, she didn't have any other thoughts, she just thought it was interesting and fun.

And the little master's room, they happened to go to the second master's house to live for a few days, which made it even more convenient for Fang Ning to act.

As for his grandfather, Fang Ning put in a lot of effort, and he didn't know where to get the Tsing Yi Confucian shirt, and then asked his grandfather to memorize Wang Yangming's heart to learn Zen Buddhism.

Grandpa originally had some clear cheeks and an indifferent temperament, pretending to be a Confucian hermit master, rolling up his trouser legs and serving those melons and fruits in the vegetable garden, which looked really a little unfathomable.

Fang Ning took Secretary Tian and the others into the villa, beckoned to grandpa, and then whispered to Secretary Tian, "This villa was opened by my grandfather, and he is in charge here." ”

When Grandpa heard the movement, he put down his hoe and bucket and came over with a faint smile.

Under the gazebo, Secretary Tian and his grandfather sat face to face, soaked a pot of Tieguanyin, put a few plates of fruits, and talked like this.

Sure enough, grandpa is still very good at fooling, after all, in the early years, he was also a person who ran around in the mountains, rivers and rivers, how could he bluff people without some experience.

Because he had been prepared, his grandfather was easy to learn Zen Buddhism for Wang Yangming's mind, and what 'the unity of knowledge and action', 'flowers and trees in the rock', and 'knowledge of things' quickly fooled Secretary Tian.

Secretary Tian thought that there were still hermit masters hidden in the mountains, which was similar to the novels he had read about the rangers, so he was a little not excited, so he tried his best to show his rich experience.

When the two talked about the back, they became more and more speculative, and Secretary Tian became more and more respectful.

By the time it was time for dinner, the group was already hungry.

When those colleagues saw that Secretary Tian was still interested, some people reminded him loudly that we were here to eat wild game in the villa, not to discuss Zen Buddhism......

Secretary Tian was woken up, and then he remembered the purpose of his visit.

At that time, he was not at the peak of power in the county, and his official authority was not very serious, so he also had some speculation.

Grandpa naturally knows what to do when to go, discussing Zen Buddhism is just a foreshadowing, pretending to be like this for a long time, he himself is not comfortable, after all, there is so much ink in his stomach, coming and going, just that bit of dry goods.

If you hold on to it and continue the discussion, it will be a bit of putting the cart before the horse.

Moreover, it is easy to be seen through by others.

Then the guest went to eat. Grandpa felt that such a crepe speech was really boring, and his throat was itching, but he couldn't stand Secretary Tian and liked this tone, so he had to continue to be unfathomable.

On the corridor covered with blue bricks, a wooden table is arranged, which is made of fine camphor wood by a well-known master, exuding a fragrance.

The cloister used to be a gazebo, and in front of it was a pond, a pool of living water with turquoise lotus leaves, and a cool breeze blowing, and red or white flowered carp diving.

It is also served with dry pot mutton on the table, braised wild boar with potatoes, braised hare, etc., as well as a finale of the dragon bird soup.

The view, the taste, is simply beautiful.

In the staggered cups and plates, Secretary Tian and others couldn't help but linger a little and couldn't help but be happy.

Until the sky was getting dark, everyone was a little drunk under the sunset, and they all wanted to go home and sleep.

After all, this is a farmhouse, and opening a village is also to make money, they have their own tight mouths, do not reveal their identity, and disdain to take advantage of even the advantages of rural villages, so they also go to the front desk to pay as ordinary guests.

When one of the checkout companions came back and whispered a few times, it was a little shocking, squirming, the cost of this meal was actually two thousand yuan!

"More than 2,000 yuan?" Secretary Tian was a little drunk, but he still tried his best to be sober, thinking about the cost of hotels in big cities, tens of thousands of yuan are common, and he was quite sincere here, and he didn't want to take advantage of them, so he waved his hand, saying that it was just a little money, and after listening to Master Fang's Zen learning, he also understood a lot of life principles, which are all tuition fees.

Anyway, Secretary Tian doesn't have to pay for the left and right, so what he said is easy.

But these colleagues are secretly bitter, usually those sensible bosses entertain guests, where is the reason for them to pay money.

When they met in this poor and remote mountain village, they thought that a meal was only a few hundred yuan, but they didn't know if they had so much money on them for a table of more than 2,000.

I looked down on it before, and I may be looked down on by them later.

So he privately took out the only cash on his body and made it together, and it was only about 1,500.

Fang Ning sent the watermelon platter in, just glanced at it and knew that they didn't have enough money, and secretly laughed in his heart that these officials were ugly, but he still pretended not to know anything on the surface, and withdrew with his eyes and nose.

When it was time to check out at Grandma's, one of them was thinking about how to say that it could be cheaper?

Grandma's side had already gotten the meaning of her grandson, and gave them a 20% discount with a smile.

The group of people who were originally worried were also relieved now, and in turn, they had to thank the people in the villa, wondering if it was a taste.

It was completely dark, and after they had taken their leave at the lodge, they let their colleagues who had not drunk drive until the car was completely out of sight on the back of the mountain.

Fang Ning moved his shoulders, loosened his muscles, and exhaled deeply, "This play, it's really tiring!"