Chapter 175: Cutting the Wall (B)

Team Cao shrugged apologetically at me and said seriously: "I'm sorry, Lao Chang, Team Jiang warned me more than ten years ago, let me rot the matter of Xuanmen in my heart, never bring it up again, I thought about it for a long time, if you don't come, this case may always be an unsolved case, so I still said, don't go to your heart, if you panic, I'll take good wine with you, I will accompany you as much as you want, how about it?" Team Cao said very sincerely, I believe that if I say I don't go, Team Cao will feel more comfortable and peaceful. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Team Cao, in fact, although we haven't mentioned it all these years, I have indeed let go of a lot, especially a while ago, Liao Huansheng's kid matter, I have touched a lot, many things always have to be faced, positive is always better than negative, isn't it? Don't talk about that, when are we leaving?" I gently patted Team Cao's shoulder.

When we arrived at Chongqing Airport, we were greeted by a young police officer surnamed Zhang, who was carrying luggage and carrying boxes until his hands were full. It's just that half of his non-standard Trump, I didn't understand it, so I had to take his enthusiasm and smile gratefully in response.

When I arrived at the parking lot, I found Xiao Lei standing next to the car smoking a cigarette, and when he saw us coming, he hurriedly ran over and shook my hand. I smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Xiao Lei, I said that no one has helped me change the gas tank recently, dare you sneak away from Chongqing." ā€

Xiao Lei smiled and snatched my handbag, "Uncle Chang, look at you, what I said, I also took the task suddenly, I forgot to tell you when I was busy, I came to Chongqing to think about it, it's nothing, it is estimated that you will have to come over in a few days, no one at home is fired, and it is not too late to change it for you when it is over." ā€

On the way to the city, Xiao Zhang's car drove fast, overtaking, and his mouth was not idle, "square braincase, hammer" non-stop, fast speech, and rhyme, fully showing his language talent, and we couldn't help but be happy.

Xiao Zhang was also a little embarrassed, and said with a smile that he had no culture, Chongqing is a city with dock culture and robe culture, human nature is straight, and he will not bend, what do you say, let's not be surprised. In addition, he specially instructed me that sometimes I see two Chongqing people shouting like a quarrel, and there are many onomatopoeia bubbling out, but in fact, it is not a quarrel, but a way to express closeness.

Xiao Zhang's stand-up comedy performance, according to Sichuan parlance, is a clear mouth, until we entered the city, I slowly asked the reason for his heartfelt joy. Last year, Chongqing was approved by the state as a municipality directly under the central government, and finally decoupled from Sichuan. In the past, when Chongqing was subordinate to Sichuan, Chongqing, as a heavy industry base in the southwest, contributed most of Sichuan's fiscal revenue, but the investment in urban construction that was transferred back to Chongqing was very small, resulting in the relative lag of Chongqing's urban construction. It has also caused a regional contradiction between Chongqing and Chengdu people similar to Beijing and Shanghai, and even more serious because of the close spatial distance.

After Chongqing became the fourth municipality directly under the central government in China, the people of Chongqing finally had the feeling of raising their eyebrows, and they were all holding back in their hearts to do a big job. On the way into the city, countless construction sites have been erected, and all kinds of construction vehicles are flowing endlessly, indicating that Chongqing is about to undergo earth-shaking changes.

The comrades of the city bureau arranged for us to be in the guest house of the municipal party committee, a place called the Red Mansion Hotel, and Xiao Zhang told me that the hotel was very close to Eling, and it was specially arranged for the convenience of our investigation.

We put down our luggage, and Director Qian of the Municipal Bureau Office came to the hotel and apologized to tell the Cao team that the leaders of the bureau had arranged work in the district and county. Originally, Director Qian arranged for us to have dinner in the hotel, and early tomorrow morning, we will go to Eeling to have an on-site office meeting. I think about it, Team Cao's mind is really becoming more and more meticulous now, and it is estimated that by eating hot pot, by the way, I will learn about the situation of the air-raid shelter, and I will have to prepare in advance.

Director Qian did not shirk, arranged a car, and took us to Eeling. In the car, Director Qian told us that this Chongqing hot pot has a long history, I am afraid that it has been more than 100 years, but the reputation of Dongzi hot pot has only become loud in recent years. In fact, the famous Dongzi hot pot is still related to the air-raid shelter. Chongqing people love spicy, good hemp, can not do without hot pot all year round, but in summer, the hottest time, but is the most favorite time to eat hot pot, because spicy can go to moisture, the heat of Chongqing in summer is not terrible, the wet and sticky feeling is the most uncomfortable, a hot pot, the moisture in the body with a sweat discharge, the most comfortable.

The air-raid shelter is warm in winter and cool in summer, which has become the most comfortable place to eat hot pot, coupled with the support of the government and the reduction and exemption of rent, so that the profits of the owners of the hot pot restaurant are guaranteed, and they can work better on the hot pot soup and the quality of the shabu-shabu. The environment is suitable, the real material is real, the price is not expensive, coupled with the secret traditional stir-fry technology, it is strange that the Dongzi hot pot is not famous.

However, this Dongzi hot pot is actually a general term for a hot pot restaurant opened in a bomb shelter, and there are also merchants who directly call it Dongzi hot pot, but many still have their own signboards. The one that Director Qian took us to is called Chen Erlao Hot Pot.

This hot pot restaurant is at the foot of the Goose Ridge, the door is not big, the width is less than ten meters, only enough to put a row of square tables on each side against the wall, leaving a distance of an aisle in the middle, but the inside is indeed winding and quiet, extending into twenty or thirty meters. As soon as you enter the store, a strong aroma of hot pot rushes in, constantly stimulating the taste buds, and the stomach is instantly activated, and the desire for food becomes extremely strong.

The two tables outside were full of guests, and the crowd was full of people, and it was very lively. The waiter holds a plate, and there are seven or eight small plates stacked on one plate, containing fresh ingredients, and the plate must be held high above his head and turned sideways to pass through the diners, which is very thrilling to watch. On the narrow sidewalk at the door, there are a few small benches, and seven or eight people are chatting while munching melon seeds, probably waiting for a place.

Lao Qian is obviously very familiar with this hot pot restaurant, so he should have booked a place in advance and walked us to the depths of the cave. Team Cao suddenly grabbed him and asked, "Old Qian, look, many of the people who eat at the same table in this hot pot restaurant don't know each other?"

Lao Qian was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "What is engaged in criminal investigation is different, with strong observation ability, that's right, Chongqing's hot pot is the same as home-cooked food, it is very ordinary, cheap and affordable food, there are many people and there are many people to eat, and there are few people and few people have less fun." What you are talking about is the way to eat with fewer people sharing a table. ā€

When Team Cao asked, I noticed that there were indeed two tables around us, one table only had three people seated, and the other table sat five, some of them looked like students, some looked like workers, and some looked like government cadres, with different clothes and different ages and demeanors, and they were indeed obviously not together. In the large hot pot in the middle of the table, there is a cast iron nine-square grid, and the diners are each soaking their dishes in the lattice in front of them, looking at ease, and occasionally chatting politely with each other.

"Hot pot was invented by dock workers in the past, it was not a meal, there were not so many rules, the hot pot restaurant business was hot, the table was not enough, and when one or two people wanted to eat, there were not so many big tables, so they ate together, and there was a mouthful of happiness and liveliness, so it was called a table. In the past, these nine-square grids were not used to shabu different dishes, but one grid for each person, so as not to accidentally catch other people's food, and it was not clear. Lao Qian pointed to the hot pot and introduced it to us with the steaming heat.

"Old Qian, there are four of us, share a table with the three of them, just don't go inside, save a table for the boss, isn't it good to have a few more guests?" The temper of the child of Team Cao also seemed to be stimulated, and he looked at the dishes on the table next to him with interest. The few people at this table have a few small plates in front of each person, but they have hairy belly and duck intestines.

Lao Qian was a little hesitant, somewhat embarrassed, thinking about it, it was originally in the hotel to pick us up, and was brought to the hot pot restaurant by the Cao team, and it was nothing to experience authentic Chongqing food, but he was asked by the Cao team to share the table, and the way to entertain distant guests was spread out, and it is estimated that Lao Qian's face could not be hanged.

As he was talking, the owner of the store greeted us and let us in with a smile: "Director, director, the seat inside is reserved for you, come inside, be quiet inside." ā€

As soon as Team Cao saw that the boss had come out, he simply dragged the old money over, sat on the empty bench at the table next to him, and said: "Old money, according to the rules, you should be as good as you want, but next time you go to Beijing, I will invite you to eat the most authentic stew, and you will be able to choose, how about it?"

As he spoke, he pressed the old money on the bench, smiled and greeted a few strangers at this table, and glanced at me and Xiao Lei who were standing aside, turned his head seriously, and said to the boss: "Boss, the table left for us, let the few people queuing at the door, in winter, don't freeze people, your kindness is appreciated, I will toast you for a while." ā€

Lao Qian seemed to be deflated, shook his head, and said to the boss: "That's it, sit here, be lively, bring me the wine I left here." ā€

Boss Chen reacted, and said with a smile: "This guest from Beijing is different, what is your Beijing dialect called? ā€

Even the three diners at our table laughed along.

Of course, this night, everyone enjoyed eating and chatting happily, but the harvest was far more than a meal.

(Between the world and the earth, if the white horse passes through the gap, it is all of a sudden.) The attention is vigorous, and the oil is rare, and the oil is rare. He has been born and died. Creatures mourn, humans mourn. Solve its heavenly tao, fall its heavenly shackles. It is like a lot, the soul will go, and the body will follow. The formless form, the formless formless, is known by all people, not the business of the future, and the same opinion of all people. It doesn't matter if it is there, it doesn't come if it is discussed, it is worthless to see it, it is not as silent as it is to argue, it is impossible to hear it, it is impossible to hear it: this is a great achievement. --Zhuangzi's Nanhua Sutra) (To be continued.) )