There was a violent cough on the other end of the phone, and after a while, Ding Xiangzhong said uneasily: "I said Yiming, who is with whom between our brothers, you have something to talk to, don't 'you, you', I was a little flustered when I heard your kid so respectful." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Feng Yiming was a little speechless, it seemed that he was not so popular, he coughed and continued: "I told you last time that the person who asked you to help me check, I remember you said that he is still in Qingping, right?"

Ding Xiangzhong asked suspiciously: "Yes, what's the matter? Is it useful for you to go to him?"

"Whether it's useful or not, I won't know until we meet. Hang up!" Feng Yiming knew that the more the Xiang family made trouble outside the city government, the greater the pressure on Feng Wei'an, and other people in the city government building didn't have the heart to take care of this nosy, maybe they were still gloating on the sidelines.

Since the end of last semester and Xiang Yuning, Feng Yiming has used all kinds of means to inquire about the internal affairs of Xiang's family from various channels, which can be regarded as a small gain, but the person who inadvertently mentioned it to Ding Xiangzhong last time and asked him to inquire made Feng Yiming feel that "the water is exhausted and the mountains are in doubt, and the willows and flowers are bright and there is another village".

I still wanted to manage this network well, but Xiang Yuning came to make trouble again, even if he had a thousand ideas in his head, but as a high school student, he couldn't get on the stage, so Feng Yiming had to find a way out of the wrong place.

As soon as school was out of school in the afternoon, Feng Yiming quietly found Zhang Jingjing and whispered: "I'm going to go out to eat with Zhang Miao and Ye Zi in the evening, do you want to go together?" Feng Yiming remembered that every time Zhang Miao was mentioned, Zhang Jingjing frowned, and he didn't know what kind of contradiction Zhang Miao and Zhang Jingjing had in Kyoto Elementary School back then. If you go out to eat with Zhang Miao and don't report in advance, you may have to do something, so it's better to apply first.

Zhang Jingjing really frowned and asked, "Is there something to do with her?"

"Ramen banner is here. Feng Yiming explained with a smile: "You have nothing to do at night, come together." ”

Zhang Jingjing shook her head, Feng Yiming's application for registration in advance made her feel quite gratified, but her own personality made her reluctant to squeeze in, after all, everyone will have this or that relationship with too many people, and everyone should have their own private space. The principle of not doing to others what you would not do to yourself, the girl has understood since she was a child.

Following Feng Yiming, when Zhang Miao deliberately passed by the door of the third class classroom, he threw a demonstrative smug look at the little cousin who was still sorting out the desk, Zhang Jingjing calmly looked at the back of the group leaving, but she was a little funny in her heart, if Feng Yiming hadn't lied, Zhang Miao would have been completely a humanoid prop tonight, only for display, and there was no need to even speak.

Taking the two girls into the car, Feng Yiming waved to Peng Shinian in the driver's seat and said, "Go to the city guest house." ”

Ye Zizi greeted Peng Shinian obediently, she never lost her manners to those close to Feng Yiming, and even Yu Fei, who was often taught by her ears, is now a lot more polite.

Zhang Miao complained to Feng Yiming in the passenger seat, and said, "Yesterday, Ye Zi took a stick for you, and I kicked that guy hard for you, so I invited us to the guest house for dinner?

When the city guest house was popular, it was still in the 80s, and in the early 90s, it has been the special place for the municipal party committee and municipal government to entertain, but later a number of hotels including the Qingping Hotel were established, and the municipal party committee and the municipal government and other relevant units abandoned the guest house and chose a more high-grade hotel and restaurant.

"Let me tell you, the other meals in the city guest house are not easy to say, but there is one thing that cannot be eaten in other restaurants, at least not casually. Feng Yiming said with a smile that after so many years, the city guest house has not been revoked, so it naturally has its own confidence.

Zhang Miao is not a native of Qingping, of course he doesn't know, but Ye Zizi is a cadre and a native of Qingping, so he naturally knows it, pulls Zhang Miao over, and says with a smile: "Qingping is a mountainous area, there are many wild animals, but a lot of wild game is not allowed to be caught, where do other restaurants dare to burn it for you to eat! ”

Feng Yiming turned around and said with a smile: "Do you still remember the first time the three of us met? There is a pot of wild muntjac meat on the dinner table, the game is authentic, but the cooking skills are too poor, let you taste what is called game this time." ”

The key to the city guest house has not been revoked is here, other restaurants who dare to burn protected animals for you to eat, even if there is, you don't know whether to eat muntjac meat or mutton, besides, as a mountainous tourist city, the city has been very tight in this regard, was caught once, fined at the lightest, and revoked the business license.

Feng Yiming once heard Ye Huai'an mention that there are often people in the province who come down to eat game, and even bring some back to the river, this is the reason why the guest house is not doing well, but it has not been revoked, even if it is to let the provincial cadres come down a few more times, the city will not cancel this guest house.

"Braised pork, stir-fried rabbit meat, duck stewed bamboo shoots, hey, is there a muntjac today?" Although there is something in his heart, Feng Yiming still can't help drooling when he looks at the menu, this is all authentic game that he can't eat if he wants to spend money more than ten years later.

Pork, rabbit meat, and duck meat can be artificially farmed, but the muntjac can only be game, and the waiter at the table said with a nonchalant face: "There is still the last part of the muntjac meat, which is a bit expensive, it is yellow muntjac, do you want it?"

"Yes!" Feng Yiming's eyes lit up, no matter how expensive it was, it was worth it, he vaguely remembered that the yellow muntjac was later an endangered protected animal, and it was really a good thing that could not be eaten even if he had money in the future.

The speed of serving food in the guest house was terrifying, and ten minutes later, Zhang Miao and Ye Zizi looked at the four "big pots" in front of them and were a little stupid, just these black things, is it the game that makes you Feng Yiming full of praise?

But after trying to eat a few bites, the three of them rushed to put down the chopsticks, and the guests at the table next to them looked at them and couldn't help but smile and said: "Although the game is delicious, it is not easy to digest. ”

After all, there was something in his heart, and after filling up half full, Feng Yiming put down his chopsticks, anyway, there were two girls opposite, and their stomachs were so big, how many more pieces of meat could they grab?

While drinking the tea sent by the waiter, Feng Yiming looked at the hall, the guest house is four floors up and down, the first floor is the hall plus a few private rooms, the upstairs is full of guest rooms, Feng Yiming looked at his watch, the time is still in time, Ding Xiangzhong said that the person has been back to the guest house at about 8 o'clock in the evening these days, he picked up the chopsticks and stuffed something into his stomach, staring at the door with a gaze that is not easy to be noticed,

On the side, Zhang Miao touched her stomach and said with satisfaction: "I really ate something good today, have you eaten the leaves before?"

"Nope. Ye Zizi tried to bite the wild duck meat in his hand and said, "I've heard of it before, but I haven't been here." ”

As long as Zhang Jingjing was not around, Zhang Miao was quite satisfied, thinking about whether she wanted to go back so early, thinking about the class next door every day, the pair of men and women looking at each other affectionately in the classroom, Zhang Miao was unhappy, turned her head and said to Feng Yiming: "What other program is there in the evening, anyway, tomorrow is Saturday, and there is no class, it's okay to go back later." ”

The absent-minded Feng Yiming snorted in a low voice, and Zhang Miao stretched out his feet dissatisfied, ready to kick it.

Suddenly, Feng Yiming stood up abruptly and shouted at the waiter not far away: "Hey, waiter, bring the menu, I'll take a look." ”

The waiter who was like an uncle hadn't turned around yet, but a middle-aged fat man who was walking towards the staircase slowly turned around when he heard this, and looked at Feng Yiming's eyes as if he had seen the God of Wealth, shining brightly.