Seeing that Jiao Dalang took Huang Ran away, Sun Desheng was not doing well, and the psyllium was gone. He stood by the window, pointed to the two figures downstairs, and said to Sun Fatzi, "You just let the two of them go?" Why should you grind hard and follow the past? Who knows what will be said at the table? Don't really let the fat man pick up the cheap ...... in the end"

"Brother, if you put your heart back in your stomach, others may not be able to help but say a few words, but Jiao Dalang will not." Sun Desheng glanced at psyllium with a smile, and he was not dirty. sat on the bed, and then continued: "Jiao Dalang is not an ordinary character, he also lived with Director Wu for hundreds of years......

"Wait a minute! That's what you say. The surname Jiao is also immortal? Psyllium blinked his eyes and continued: "How many immortal people are there in these years? I used to think that they were more expensive than giant pandas...... Are they everywhere? Isn't it almost over 100 million......"

"It's still more expensive than the giant panda Jin, and my brother knows that there are so many people." Sun Desheng glanced at the little Taoist priest strangely, and then continued: "Let's get back to the point, in addition to Jiao Dalang, there are a few incredible people. But they're not going overseas now. He retreated into seclusion in the mountains. When I have time in the future, I will tell you about Director Wu. ”

Speaking of this, Sun Desheng's phone rang suddenly. After Sun Fatzi glanced at the caller ID, he answered the phone with a smile and said, "Yes, I'm Sun Desheng." Uh-huh, no, ten years is not enough. I'm going to have at least twenty years, nonsense, I know it's hard, why don't I ask you for something? I know it usually takes two years to wash it off, but there is always some surveillance video material left behind, and you have a way to ......"

After saying a few words, Sun Desheng hung up the phone with a smile. Here, Psyllium had already heard the doorway and said, "Fatty, are you planning to retrieve the surveillance data from twenty years ago?" This is enough to choke, whose monitoring data is not covered after a while. At the beginning, our Taoist temple also pressed the ......"

"It's for general civilian use, and the cover will have to be washed off after a while. I'm talking about the ones that stay in the permanent image. Sun Desheng laughed for a moment. He continued: "The footage recorded by the TV station, the photos and videos taken by the tourists, and the materials taken by the military and the honorable people. There is a lot of information that can be left from 20 years ago, as long as you really want to find it, there are no clues that you can't find. It's just a little bit of time......"

Listening to Sun Desheng's words, psyllium's stomach rang. The little Taoist priest smiled bitterly and said, "Then what are we doing now?" Huang Fatzi and Jiao Dalang went to the restaurant, fatty, you can't be too wronged by me, right? If not, it's always okay to go for a ravioli, right? ”

Sun Desheng smiled and said, "I don't treat you badly this brother, let's go downstairs to eat local food." When it comes up. I saw a nice little restaurant downstairs. Don't look small, eat local dishes and eat such ......"

Now it doesn't matter what it is, it's a good thing to eat. Psyllium followed Sun Desheng to the door of the local restaurant he said, and saw the name of the store written on the door - authentic Northeast pig killing dish......

"Fatty, let's come to Hangzhou to eat Northeast pig killing vegetables?" Psyllium was a little hypoglycemic, and after wiping a cold sweat, he continued: "We came all the way to Hangzhou just to eat a bite of pig-killing vegetables? Did the cook of Hangzhou Bangcai offend you? ”

Sun Desheng smiled and said, "I remembered wrong. But there's only one restaurant here, brother, and I'll ask you if you're hungry......"

The last sentence worked, and psyllium went straight into the restaurant. At this time, it was not a meal, there were no customers in the restaurant, only an old lady in her sixties was napping. Hear someone coming in. The old lady opened her eyes, stretched her waist, and said a word in fluent Hangzhou dialect.

Seeing that the two of them couldn't understand at all, she changed her Mandarin and said, "Are you going to eat?" Let's order it, it's authentic Sichuan cuisine......"

Psyllium heard this, and hurriedly interjected: "Why is it Sichuan cuisine again, don't you write authentic Northeast pig-killing dishes?" Fatty, if it doesn't work, let's change the restaurant. ”

Seeing psyllium to go. The old woman hurriedly replied: "The pig killing cabbage is gone, and the new boss is changing the signboard, and now it is the most authentic Sichuan cuisine." I've been a waiter here all my life. Don't look at our small face, but all the famous Sichuan, Lu, Suzhou, Guangdong, Zhejiang, Fujian, Anhui and Hunan have opened stores here. Everyone said that it was authentic when they ate it. ”

Listening to the old woman's words, Sun Desheng hugged the psyllium into the small restaurant. Look at the handwritten menu on the wall. said: "Let's have a fish-flavored shredded pork, boiled beef, mapo tofu and saliva chicken, the two of us have almost eaten, and then two bowls of rice." ”

After hearing this, the old woman hurried to the kitchen to place an order. A moment later, she walked out with a small plate of shredded bamboo shoots. put it on the table of the two of them, and said, "The boss sent it, do you drink or not?" We have the best Shaoxing rice wine here. ”

"It's okay to drink some, let's have a bottle, it needs to be hot." Sun Desheng smiled and saw the old woman's index finger with a cigarette yellow. He took out his cigarette and gave it to the old woman. said: "Smoke one, let's get some ...... Didn't I say, eldest sister, have you really worked in this small restaurant for half your life? ”

"I was still able to be assigned work at that time. I was assigned here after graduating from high school......" The old woman took the cigarette, lit it and smoked it, and continued: "Later, the shop was contracted out and changed to a private one. I'm all here as a waiter. At that time, there were three of us, one died and one left, and I was left alone. You'll be retiring at the end of the year......"

The old woman is also a talkative, and when she smokes a cigarette, the chatter box can't be opened and closed. Under the guidance of Sun Desheng, talk about the gossip of these neighbors nearby.

After talking for a while, Sun Desheng's meal came up. Sun Fatzi asked for an extra cup, poured a glass of wine for the old woman, and said, "Old sister has a drink, and the dish will be served...... Magnanimity...... One more drink...... We were tourists visiting Hangzhou, and we stayed in the upstairs room...... I've heard that someone died in that room, really? ”

"Don't listen to their nonsense, that house is in a hurry, but no one has lived in it for a long time." The old woman drank four or five times the rice wine, and her face turned slightly red. After a pause, he continued: "It's been a long time, I remember a long time ago, a young man lived here for a few days. After he left, the house was never inhabited again......"

"Young people? Is it gray hair? You see if it's her. As he spoke, Sun Desheng brought up a photo of Wu Rendi and showed it to the woman.

The old woman shook her head after thinking for a long time, and said, "After so many years, no one can remember the person I saw eighteen or nineteen years ago. I can't really remember it, but it's certainly not gray hair...... But there are people who have lived in it, so don't worry, it's not haunted......"

When she said this, the old woman suddenly thought of something, and said to Sun Desheng: "I remember one thing, it seems that there is another person who has come to find the person who lives in that house. Yes, I dare to pack a ticket for this, he took the photo, and when he saw someone, he asked who had seen this man. Later, I couldn't remember if I found it, but I remember clearly that he scolded people in Northeast dialect, and the scolding was very ugly...... At that time, I was in my fifties, and I was still a monk, either a Taoist priest or a monk......"