"Lao Li, give me a fried dough and soy milk, don't want side dishes, give me a boiled egg, I'm hungry. "www.biquge.info Yang Rui came back from a trot, took a little shower, ran to the cafeteria, and began to order. Whenever he goes to a new place, the first thing he knows is Uncle Kitchen.

Lao Li was also familiar with this handsome young man, and scooped a big bowl of soy milk with a smile, and said, "Don't wait for two minutes, I'll fry two fresh fritters for you." Are pigeon eggs eaten? They are also fresh, similar to eggs, nutritious, and taste good. ”

"And pigeon eggs?" Yang Rui was a little surprised, this Laoshzi Promotion Association is a small club in the city, and the accommodation arranged is also in the guest house of the publishing house, the location is relatively partial, the territory is slightly larger, but it is not conspicuous, I didn't expect it to be a little distinctive.

Lao Li laughed proudly twice, and said: "I don't tell ordinary people, aren't there several farms next door to us?" There are a lot of good things in it, we usually have time, so let's go and change some back, let me tell you, have you seen three chickens with big heads?"

Normal people listen to so many things, and their brains can't turn around, but Yang Rui is used to thinking about problems every day, and said with a smile in a blink of an eye: "Fire**." ”

"Awesome, worthy of being a student biographic. ”

"This has nothing to do with student biology, three chickens with big heads, it can only be live chickens. Yang Rui couldn't laugh or cry.

Lao Li disagreed: "You think everyone is like you, the last time I talked about turkey, there was a biological argument with me, saying that the theory of evolution is not such a big chicken, I am angry, I took one at night and put it in front of him." ”

"Is it delicious?" Yang Rui's focus shifted instantly, he was really a little curious about what the turkey made by a traditional chef tasted like.

Lao Li shook his head and said: "The meat is very rough, I divided it into three pieces, one roasted, one boiled, and one braised, all of which are not good, and waste oil." ”

Yang Rui said with a little regret: "The farm next door to you is also there, what's the use of raising turkeys." ”

"Some leaders are willing to celebrate the festival at home. Lao Li said directly, and then took five pigeon eggs and put them on the plate and gave them to Yang Rui.

"Yo, there's a new dish today?" The researcher who entered the door didn't know Yang Rui either, so he saw the pigeon eggs on his plate.

Lao Li showed a slight smile and said, "Quail eggs, how many are there?"

"This doesn't look like a quail egg. Quail eggs have flowers on them. The one who entered the door after him didn't seem to be easily fooled, his eyes looked at Yang Rui's plate, and he smiled: "Give me this kind of thing." ”

"It's gone. Lao Li knocked the spoon on the iron basin a few times, and his face was disdainful. He is also the chef who entertains all the staff, and whatever your customers want to eat, everything goes their way.

Yang Rui smiled, he used to be very angry with the chefs of this kind of public institution, but later he was forced to be greedy, and he had money in his hand, so he adopted the method of spreading smoke to open the way. The chef of the idle unit, hand a bag of red plums out and smile, if you hand a bag of Hongta Mountain, immediately hook up with you, if you are more particular, each shovel can be more than others several pieces of meat.

Yang Rui does not have the grand desire to change the society, at least in the chef world, he is automatically and voluntarily with the same dust, there are so many Wuchang rice planted every year, and there are only so many big fat cattle raised, no matter how evenly distributed, it is meaningless, and someone must not be able to eat it. Besides, forcibly distributing meat to people who don't like meat is also inhumane, so why bother.

However, the researcher who entered the door was a little younger, and when he saw that Lao Li ignored him, he sat down in front of Yang Rui and said, "Brother, how about it, there are two eggs?"

Breakfast is the account of the society, and no one cares if you don't eat anything.

Yang Rui smiled and shook his head. Lao Li refused to give it to the other party, no matter what the reason, he naturally couldn't dismantle the stage.

The young researcher was a little unhappy, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he fished out three pigeon eggs from Yang Rui's plate, but Yang Rui was stunned.

"You put it down for me!" behind him, an old man shouted angrily.

The young man was nervous for a moment, then looked back, smiled again, and said, "Master, you got up so early, didn't I want to get you some nutrition? This little brother can't eat so much alone." ”

It was Lao Fang who was called the master by him, and the latter smoked from his angry nose, snorted, and said: "Let you look at the information and read the information, you go out to play blindly every day, and you are a little brother, you don't even know Yang Rui, what academic conference are you here to attend!"

The more the old man spoke, the more angry he became, and he lifted his enamel jar and threw it over.

The young man dodged for a while, looked at Yang Rui in surprise, turned his head again, and said with a smile: "Master, don't I know each other just now?" If you don't fight, you can't make a deal, Professor Yang, I'm sorry, I, Qi Herong, have eyes and don't know Taishan, I apologize to you here, you don't remember the villain, let me go." ”

The process of his apology is quite familiar, and it looks like it has been tempered thousands of times.

Yang Rui couldn't tell if they were acting, or if he wanted to get close to him, before he changed it, he had to think about it.

However, his attention at this time was focused on the Nobel Prize, and he was not willing to fight with Lao Fang or Qi Herong at all, so he only smiled and said: "If you sincerely apologize, you will peel the pigeon eggs for me, ask the master for chopsticks and spoons, and don't touch your hands." ”

Yang Rui said as if he was instructing the waiter, and he didn't greet the old man.

Old Fang frowned, Qi Herong's brows were all furrowed, and he asked, "How do you peel eggshells with chopsticks and spoons." ”

Yang Ruili ignored it and ate fried dough and soy milk by himself.

Lao Fang couldn't figure it out in his heart, so he made a look and said to Qi Herong: "Since it is an apology, you will do whatever Director Yang asks you to do." ”

Qi Herong then asked for a new soup spoon and chopsticks, and miserablely peeled off the small eggshell.

The old man sat down opposite Yang Rui and said with a smile: "Director Yang, we have been arguing for the past two days, how about it, you can say something." ”

He is pretending to be polite with you, a bit of a posture of relying on the old and selling the old, just waiting for Yang Rui to be modest.

Yang Rui only raised his eyebrows and said, "There's nothing to discuss." ”

"Huh?"

"Our understanding is skewed, and the discussion can't be fruitful. Yang Rui poked the fritters into the soy milk and ate it happily.

In breakfast, if soy milk is not accompanied by fritters, it is at most a third-tier status, the public is not as good as tofu brain, and the region is not as good as Hu spicy soup, mutton soup, raw porridge, oil tea, fried liver...... However, once the fritters are poked into the soy milk, the taste is immediately qualitatively improved. To put it mildly, this kind of food that comes from the spontaneous creativity of the people, it is no problem to step on three Michelin stars.

If the oil used in the fritters is a little older, and the soy milk is boiled more authentically, the taste will be improved several times.

Yang Rui felt very delicious at this time, shook off his cheeks, ate two fritters in one go, dipped half a bowl of soy milk, and was still unsatisfied.

Where did Lao Fang receive this, his brows furrowed into Sichuan characters again, and said: "Director Yang, if you don't discuss it, it will definitely be fruitless, if there is a deviation, we will correct the deviation." ”

"It's too far away to be corrected. ”

"If you don't say it, how do you know. Lao Fang insisted.

Yang Rui glanced at him, first reached out and took the pigeon egg back, peeled off the remaining one, stuffed it into his mouth, and when he swallowed it, he took a sip of soy milk and said, "Since I have said this, I will report the number." ”

"You say. The old man straightened up calmly.

Yang Rui didn't say it immediately, he ate another pigeon egg and drank soy milk, and ate another pigeon egg and drank another sip of soy milk.

Lao Fang still looked at Yang Rui steadily, and said, "You say a number, I'll see if I can go next." ”

"Then I said it. Yang Rui's voice was a little lower.

Scholars like Lao Fang, Yang Rui is still very familiar, they are not only old athletes, but also old researchers with perseverance, and finally formed a politically cunning, academically stubborn form, as a person who has passed on to teach and solve doubts, it is quite qualified, but as a pioneering and enterprising researcher, it is obvious that it is gloomy.

Yang Rui didn't have a good way to deal with this kind of old stubbornness, he relied on Professor Cai and Dean Liu a few days ago, and people blocked the door today, and Yang Rui was helpless.

The old party made a "please" gesture.

"2000 bar. Yang Rui didn't delay any longer, and opened his mouth to say it.

"Two thousand...... Wan?" it took a few seconds for the old man to come to his senses, and he laughed instantly.

His student Qi Herong seemed to be ignited by laughter, and immediately exploded, stood up and said, "Do you really win the Nobel Prize?"

"It's not your turn to decide whether I take it or not. Yang Rui pushed the young Qi Herong back with a word, looked at the old man again, and said, "Whether I take it or not, I get more than this number." ”

"You take two-thirds alone? You're not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue. Lao Fang had no illusions, and his tone was unpolite.

"Not necessarily two-thirds, not necessarily twenty million. After Yang Rui finished speaking, he took the plate, changed the table, and shouted: "Lao Li, give me another fritters." ”

"Okay. Lao Li brought the fritters upside down, so he didn't care what they were arguing about.

However, two middle-aged people who had just entered the door, their eyes flashed with excitement, and they all took out their pens and wrote the breakfast table.

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Shitori Village said

I've sorted out my thoughts in the past two days, I'm sorry.