Kuang Zhengwu hurriedly caught the cigarette that Liao Zhengkai had received from Liao Zhengkai for many years as a secretary, walked to Liao Zhengkai's side and stood up and said: "Flattered, it's really rare for you to scatter cigarettes!" ”

"If you can be as motivated as Liuliang, I will reward you with a bunch of cigarettes and less calves!"

Kuang Zhengwu said with a smile: "I also like this kid Liuliang, diligent, honest, motivated, not pretentious, rare talent!" ”

"Learn more from him, don't look at how old you are, but in the handling of some things, you still have to learn from him, this child's master can teach such an apprentice to be a master, if you can meet this master, it is also a blessing!"

"It is said to be in Beiliang Mountain, I'll take you another day!" Kuang Zheng Wudao.

"You know a fart, this kind of master is something you can see if you want to go?"

Kuang Zhengwu didn't dare to make a mistake, although he didn't understand the original intention of Lao Liao's words, but he was relieved when he thought about it.

After all, whether such a master gives a chance or not is another matter, and it is not reasonable to recklessly take Vice Mayor Liao to visit. It's embarrassing to eat behind closed doors!

Liao Zhengkai finished the last puff of cigarette, put it out and threw it into a trash can at the door, walked to the car and said, "Go back to the city bureau!" ”

Kuang Zhengwu hurriedly extinguished the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can, and quickly followed.

When I opened the car door, I heard Liao Zhengkai say: "Go and find Lao Zhou to play a game of chess." ”

"Looking for Zhou Qingyang to play chess?" Kuang Zhengwu said in surprise as he started the car.

"Why are you excited, we can't play chess yet?"

"At this juncture, you are looking for him to play chess?"

"It's a taste of chess at this juncture!" Liao Zhengkai said with a smile.

Kuang Zhengwu drove out of the car and went straight to the city bureau, but all the way he was thinking about what the old Liao in the back row meant by playing chess with Zhou Qingyang.

It wasn't until he arrived at his destination that he suddenly realized: "It turns out that this is called playing chess!" ”

Liao Zhengkai patted Kuang Zhengwu's head and said with a smile: "The child can be taught!" ”

Kuang Zhengwu, who was praised, got out of the car with a smile and opened the door for Liao Zhengkai, and the two entered the city bureau.

Downstairs of Sima Wentian's residence, which is dozens of kilometers away from the city bureau, Zhang Liuliang walked out of the Audi A6 and told Liu Yang to go to the nearby commissary that often buys wine to carry two bottles of Erguotou back.

Liu Yang pedaled and ran, Zhang Liuliang stood downstairs and looked around, and after making sure that there were no long-eyed dogs ambushing around, he walked into the corridor.

went upstairs and knocked on the door, Sima Wentian opened the door for Zhang Liuliang with a sentence of "Where's the wine?" It opened the yearning of this strange old man who was obsessed with wine.

Zhang Liuliang entered the room, glanced at Sima and asked Tiandao: "I only have wine in my head, can I think of something else?" ”

Sima Wentian was holding an old-fashioned radio in his hand, listening to the track was playing a very old opera, Zhang Liuliang did not reject this quintessential thing, and did not ask Sima Wentian to turn down the volume, sat down and said: "Liu Yang went to buy wine, how many drinks will I have with you in a while?" ”

Sima Wentian lay on a bamboo recliner and slapped his thighs to the beat of the opera and said, "Is there something wrong with just drinking?" ”

"You guessed it and asked me, it's boring!" Zhang Liuliang pouted.

"What did I guess? I don't know, you don't want to drink with me but beg me to do something! ”

"A master is a master, am I convinced?"

"Just go to the kitchen to arrange two dishes, drink without snacks, drink a fart!" Sima Wentian turned off the radio and glared at Zhang Liu.

"Cheng Chengcheng, I'm cooking, I'm satisfied, don't stare at it, I can't stare at gold or silver!"

"You care about me!" Sima Wentian glared at Zhang Liuliang again.

Zhang Liuliang rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen, only to find that the refrigerator was stuffed with a few fresh dishes.

Turning his head to look at Sima Wentian, who was still lying on the recliner, he laughed quietly: "This old man, I have calculated that I am going to come to him for a drink, and the dishes have been bought!" ”

Zhang Liuliang began to arrange small dishes, during which Liu Yang entered the house, and handed the second pot head that Sima Wentian loved to the master and said, "Save some drink, don't be greedy for a cup!" ”

Sima Wentian snatched it, hugged it in his arms and said: "I learned badly from that kid Zhang Liuliang, twisted my elbow outward, it doesn't hurt you, but my master asks me to drink less, get out and run around this building for a hundred laps and come back!" ”

Liu Yang didn't dare to make a mistake, turned around and walked out of the house, to complete the task assigned by Sima Wentian.

But just as he was about to close the door, he heard Sima Wentian shouting: "Hurry up and run, come back and drink after running!" ”

Liu Yang, who got the signal, swooped out, and didn't forget to reply 'okay'.

"This calf is obedient, and there is no other advantage!"

Sima Wentian got up and put the second pot head on the table, and glanced at Zhang Liuliang, who was busy in the kitchen, and said nothing.

However, the expression on his face was happy, and he muttered in his heart: "I also know that cooking a meal for my grandfather is not bad!" ”

Sima Wentian continued to lie on the recliner, turned on the radio, turned up the volume and sang along with the small voice of the opera that continued to play, while also clapping his thighs and walking to the beat.

Zhang Liuliang's cooking skills have been practiced on Beiliang Mountain for eighteen years, and Zhang Liuliang, the eight-pound master who is very good at food, can satisfy him, not to mention that this Sima Wentian is not a mouthful.

Three side dishes, stir-fried, stir-fried, even peanuts that need to be oiled, Zhang Liuliang skillfully mastered the heat and made three plates of side dishes with color and fragrance.

Zhang Liuliang, who took off his apron, put down the dishes and chopsticks, ran to the window and shouted downstairs: "How many laps are left?" ”

Liu Yang, who was already sweating profusely but was still running hard, raised his extremely handsome cheeks and said, "It's right away!" ”

Zhang Liuliang nodded, returned to the living room, moved a horse and sat down, and said, "Just this little time, and still spoil your apprentice?" ”

Sima Wentian turned off the radio and got up and said, "I have a number of my apprentices, don't fall and beat, don't be ruined, and be ruined by others in the future?" ”

"You cow, when I didn't say it!" Zhang Liuliang said with a smile.

For the matter of throwing Liu Yang to Sima Wentian to pick up, Zhang Liuliang is actually the most favorite thing, as the so-called master led the door to practice in the individual, for Sima Wentian's education, Zhang Liuliang does not have the right to speak, just like the master of Bajin to educate himself, only immersed in the scope of his thoughts, others have no right to speak.

Liu Yang entered the door with sweaty profuse sweat and wet clothes, and Sima Wentian only said one word about it.

"Go take a shower and change your clothes and come out to drink, six taels have made a good dish, and you are allowed to drink a few more glasses!"

Liu Yang, who seemed to have been greatly favored, entered the bathroom in a regular manner, and then quickly finished taking a shower and changed his clothes and sat on the table.

It only took five minutes, and Zhang Liuliang smacked his tongue and said, "This is also from training?" ”

Sima Wentian was speechless, pointed to the wine glass and said, "Pour wine!" ”

Liu Yang hurriedly picked up the wine bottle and filled it for the master, then poured it for Zhang Liuliang, and finally filled it for himself.

Zhang Liuliang raised his glass and said, "Let's go!" ”

The three of them raised their glasses, tilted their necks and poured in, the spicy and unique taste of the second pot head entered their throats, and drinking with a strange old man like Sima Wentian had quite a taste.

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