Chapter 175: The Old Man Who Drinks Tea and Drinks (I)

Zhao Izumi and Er Fat chatted until four o'clock in the morning, got up on time at eight o'clock in the morning, slept for four hours and said that it was nothing to the two of them. Erpang followed Zhao Izumi to run along the bank of the Jinjiang River, ate bean curd fritters and buns at the entrance of the community, and brought Chen Pingyong back by the way, Chen Pingyong almost got up when Zhao Izumi went back, plus a nap at noon, he would maintain seven hours of sleep a day. But most of the time, because of the wine bureau, I will get drunk, and when I come back, I will fall asleep, and Zhao Izumi has lived in his house for more than a week, and there have been four times like this. However, although Chen Pingyong often drinks because of the drinking party, he will never let himself get drunk and unconscious every time, which is the bottom line of a mature man.

After Zhao Izumi and Erpang returned to Chen Pingyong's house, Chen Pingyong had already gotten up and was washing his face and brushing his teeth, Zhao Izumi put breakfast on the table, Chen Pingyong came out and muttered, "Anqi that girl will come over in a while, when will you and Erpang go out, or will you go out after lunch?"

Zhao Izumi looked at Erfat, Erfat didn't show any meaning, Zhao Izumi replied, "I'm free, then I'll go out after lunch."

Zhao Izumi stayed in Chen Pingyong's room to read, and now he was more and more eager to have a study like Chen Pingyong, or a study larger than Chen Pingyong's, with countless books in it, and he needed to use a ladder to get them. Zhao Izui's actions seem to fulfill a sentence, when your curiosity is stimulated, you will want to know more and more everything you don't know. As for Er Fat and Chen Pingyong, they were watching TV in the living room, and what made Chen Pingyong incomprehensible was that Er Fat, who was shining last night, actually liked to watch Xiyangyang and Big Big Wolf, and he couldn't take his eyes off it, and he was relishing, Chen Pingyong was helpless, and an uncle who was almost fifty years old had to accompany Er Fat to watch Xiyangyang and Big Big Wolf.

Just after ten o'clock, An Qi came to Chen Pingyong's house, Zhao Izumi went downstairs and stared at An Qi with suspicious eyes, An Qi snorted coldly, "Why are you staring at me, do you want to eat or do you welcome me?" ”

"Yes" Zhao Izumi retorted, Cao Ping They said that Anqi was cold, in Zhao Izui's opinion, Anqi was actually unwilling to contact strangers, if she got acquainted with her, she was like a vexatious child.

An Qi quickly ran to Chen Pingyong's side, put her arm around Chen Pingyong's arm and replied, "I just came to see my godfather, clean my godfather's room, and by the way, see if you are favored by that group of big men."

Angel actually often comes to Chen Pingyong, cleaning Chen Pingyong's room, washing clothes, etc., Chen Pingyong is used to living alone, although he has a part-time job, but Angel is always not at ease. Usually I always like to joke and call Chen Pingyong's godfather, Chen Pingyong always reprimanded her for calling herself old, but she never agreed anyway. When there are many people, Angel calls uncle, and when there are few people, she mutters to her godfather.

After Anqi and Zhao Izumi Chen Pingyong finished joking, they found that Erpang was watching the same reaction as Chen Pingyong, crying and laughing, I couldn't help laughing, Zhao Izumi glared at Anqi, Chen Pingyong signaled Anqi to boo, Anqi was very curious about Erfat, and took the initiative to get to Erfat's side, pouting and saying, "Watch cartoons?" ”

The second fat ignored her, Angel was not depressed, and continued, "This is outdated, it's not good-looking, I'll find you a good-looking one"

The second fat turned his head this time, staring at Angel with some disbelief, Angel picked up the remote control, searched for the bear, and hummed, "This is better than Xiyangyang, you don't believe it."

The second fat continued to look intently, as if it was really better looking than Xiyangyang as Anqi said, and he kept his eyes on it as always. Or for Er Fat, everything is actually the same, just to pass the time of boredom. Angel was a little complacent, thinking that she had become closer to the second fat.

When it was almost lunch, Chen Pingyong beckoned everyone to go out to eat, and Anqi said slowly, "What can I eat outside, I've been anorexic lately, godfather, you can cook for me."

Chen Pingyong can cook, but he feels that cooking is too troublesome, most of the time he eats outside, he is in a good mood, or after someone who can make him willing to cook appears, he will cook impatiently. However, Angel has already drawn out the list of people he is willing to cook, and whoever asks this girl to let him cook every time he comes, there are always various reasons. Chen Pingyong excused himself, "It's too troublesome to cook, every time I toss you to eat, don't do it"

"Godfather, you don't hurt me anymore" An Qi deliberately learned to be coquettish, anyway, he had no scruples in front of Chen Pingyong.

Zhao Izumi thought about how Anqi and Chen Pingyong helped him a lot during this time, so he took the initiative to ask, "I'll do it."

"You do?" Hearing this, Anqi stared at Zhao Izumi with some disbelief and asked.

Chen Pingyong smiled and said, "Can I cook?" ”

"I've learned a little," Zhao said in a deep voice.

Angel was skeptical, "Are you sure what you make can be eaten?" ”

"Anyway, I don't think I can eat the dead," Zhao said with a smile.

Angel was too lazy to go out to eat, and this point could be used as roast duck if it was hot outside, so she said, "Then I'll leave this task to you."

An Qi doesn't believe it at all, a dead horse is a live horse doctor, Chen Pingyong is half-convinced, when the time comes, it's not good to eat and go to eat, only the second fat face is looking forward to it, there is no grandmother, so you can only follow Zhao out of the breath to eat. Zhao Izumi went to Chen Pingyong's kitchen to rummage through the cabinets, fortunately, there were all kinds of dishes, no need to go downstairs to buy them, four people tossed five or six dishes, Chen Pingyong and An Qi were used to eating Sichuan food, so change the taste and make something else, and An Qi followed Zhao Izumi behind him to give him a hand. Zhao Izui's kung fu of cutting vegetables may not be professional, at most it is the level of a housewife, but the important thing is how to do it, how to do it, he is a true old lady's housekeeping skills.

An Qi was afraid that Zhao Izumi would not be able to eat it, so when the time came, he tossed in vain, and retreated, "Zhao Izumi, it's really not good, forget it"

Zhao Izumi was too lazy to take care of it, and did it on his own, and when his first dish of sweet and sour pork ribs came out, Anqi had already retracted his previous doubts, and completely regarded Zhao Izumi as a chef, which definitely did not belong to the taste of the restaurant outside, and waited until the mapo tofu, sour and hot potato chips, shredded apples, kung pao chicken, and the last soup West Lake beef soup came out of the pot, even Chen Pingyong couldn't help but give Zhao Izumi a thumbs up, and said that your kid can go to the hotel to be a chef, and you still need to find a job.

After Angel and other dishes were served, he couldn't help but take photos and post them on Weibo to show off, and he wanted to worship Zhao Izumi as a teacher, Zhao Izumi smiled perfunctory in the past, as for the two fat eyes, they were already green, and after Chen Pingyong said to eat, the two fat began to sweep away, completely lost the master demeanor of last night, Zhao Izumi was not slow to eat, Anqi looked at these two foodies This is the rhythm of grabbing food, and she has to join this food war, nonsense, if you don't grab it for a while, you can only lick the plate, who let Zhao Izumi make it so delicious, Only Chen Pingyong is unhurried.

The four of them ate five dishes and one soup cleanly, and things like washing dishes and cleaning the mess were naturally left to Anqi, and after Zhao Izumi greeted Chen Pingyong, he took the second fat out. When An Qi heard the movement, she came out and asked suspiciously, "Godfather, why did Zhao Izumi and Er Fat go?" ”

"Find a job, find a house," Chen Pingyong replied casually while sitting on the sofa flipping through magazines.

Angel frowned and said, "What, he doesn't want to do it in a bar anymore?" ”

"After all, it's not a long-term thing in the bar, do you think Zhao Izumi and Er Fat are unyielding in the bar? To tell the truth, he is obviously not an ordinary person, and he can do a lot of things," Chen Pingyong explained in a deep voice.

"Godfather, do you think he two are killers or agents or something?" Angel asked whimsically.

Chen Pingyong shook his head with a smile and scolded, "I really dare to think about it, but it should be about the same." Zhao Izumi has also been in the bar for a while, you look at his way of dealing with the world, Luo Li and Zhang Xiaoou have made it difficult for him, except for Cao Ping, the gang below him doesn't treat him very much, after all, he is too close to me, and some of them are familiar with him on the surface, but they don't want to get close to me. These Zhao Izumi never turned a blind eye, what they said was what they were, and they did whatever they asked them to do. ”

"It seems to be the case, he doesn't seem to care what outsiders think of him" An Qi recalled the bits and pieces of Zhao Izusi, and nodded.

Chen Pingyong said with a smile, "A third-class man has no ability and temper, a second-class man has the ability and temper, and a first-class man has the ability and no temper, how high you put your heart and how high you want to pursue, you are how high you are." I'm mediocre and rarely make mistakes when I look at people, so I'll see if I don't believe it."

"Zhao Izumi really has this ability?" Angel always felt that it was too unbelievable.

Chen Pingyong smiled and said, "It should be that he has both skills."

When Erpang and his grandmother were in Chengdu, they lived near Jinli, which was far less prosperous than it is now. As for the place where Er Fat later worked, it was not far from Jinli, just at the intersection of Jinli East Road and Nanhe Bridge in the Frost Rejection Garden, where there is a two-story small teahouse, next to the Sichuan Provincial Political Consultative Conference, is a place where an old man has been raised for thousands of years, the old man is a friend of his grandmother, and has a relationship with the Lin family, and he should be seventy and five years old this year.

The frost garden is not far from the Jiuyan Bridge, along the Jinjiang River, it takes ten minutes to drive, and the bus is less than half an hour, compared to Zhao Izu, who does not know much about Chengdu, the second fat is familiar with Chengdu, and he knows one or two about the delicious fly restaurant, strictly speaking, he only stayed in Chengdu for two years, most of the time in other places in Sichuan and Chongqing, and his grandmother stayed for nearly four years.

Chengdu's taxis are much more expensive than Xi'an, the two did not dare to take a taxi extravagantly, so they had to take the bus, so Zhao Izumi was more curious that Chengdu has a kind of bus that looks like wood, and you can go to sit when you have time. Half an hour later, the two of them have arrived at the frost garden, in the middle of summer, there are not many people in the frost garden, it is lush and lush, there are many flowers and trees, and the teahouse is in the depths of the garden. With two fat leading the way, through the tree-lined path, the two soon found the teahouse, the name of the teahouse is very unique, called tea and wine. Erpang explained that the old man can drink tea or drink alcohol in this teahouse, casually, without too many restrictions, but there are many people who drink tea, and everyone likes to call this a teahouse.

There is no door, there are only three guys in the tea house, one upstairs, two downstairs, anyone downstairs can come to drink tea and drink, and the upstairs is only the old man's guests can go up. The old man's house is not far from here, and he walks by himself every day, opening at ten o'clock in the morning and closing at six o'clock in the evening. As long as the old man has nothing to do, most of the time he will stay upstairs to read books and meet friends and drink tea, so that life is indeed a fairy.

Most of the teahouses are wooden structures, the overall Chinese style, carved railings, jade screens, bamboo curtains, blue and white porcelain, antique lanterns, painting screens, ancient lanterns, hazy shadows, lattice doors separated from one side of the tea language heart, outside the window is the spring flowers and autumn moon, the red dust is strange, the window is the flying thoughts, elegant tea soul. The combination of green bamboo and ancient lattice, wooden tables and chairs and calligraphy and painting pendants can be seen everywhere, and the people who designed this teahouse can be said to have ulterior motives.

At noon in the summer, the first floor was empty, only two old men who were over half a hundred years old who were sitting and drinking tea by themselves, and the two old men didn't seem to know Zhao Izumi and Erfat, so they got up with a smile and asked, "Tea?" ”

The second fat shook his head and replied, "Who are you looking for?" ”

He didn't know these two old men, he remembered that there were three or four young men here before, and now how could he become an old man, if it wasn't for the white coat in the teahouse, he would have thought that he was a tea guest.

"Looking for whom?" The old man who asked was very kind and asked with a smile.

Erpang replied softly, "Grandpa Hu"

"You are?" The old man frowned and asked, because the young man in front of him was looking for the old man.

The second fat said lightly, "Descendants of the Lin family"

The old man didn't dare to delay, and said with a smile, "I'll ask the old man"

After speaking, the old man asked the old man next to him, who was not talking much and was a little drowsy, to stay, and he went upstairs to inform the old man.

Upstairs, the old man who was talking to a man who had just stepped into the department-level cadre sequence, after hearing the old man say that the descendants of the Lin family were looking for him, the tea in his excited hand was sprinkled all over his legs, and the man who was sitting opposite him was faintly in his forties frowned slightly, thoughtfully.