The cave room was full of red candles last night, and I was waiting to worship my aunt in front of Xiaotang.

Yang Jun and Yi Qiushui came to the old house, looking at Wang Yuying's busy figure, Yi Qiushui called "Mom" shyly.

This is the real "worship hall", and the worship is a high hall.

Yi Qiushui's parents died early, this "Mom" is meaningful, she is happy, from this moment, she has a home that truly belongs to her.

Since then, she has had a loving mother, a caring husband, and a playful sibling.

"Hmm!"

Wang Yuying responded beautifully, looking at her daughter-in-law's alluring appearance, her manners and upbringingness were good, and she was not happy, so she took Yi Qiushui's hand and looked left and right.

"Your body is not good, go back to your room and lie down for a while, and your mother will call you again when you eat."

"Mom......" Yin Qiushui stomped her feet shyly and turned around shyly.

Yang Jun hid to the side and smiled, looking at Yi Qiushui's strange walking posture, the corners of his mouth curled up with a smug arc.

"Stinky boy, treat your daughter-in-law well in the future."

Wang Yuying looked at Yang Jun hiding to the side and snickered, patted him angrily, and then turned around and went to work in the kitchen.

When it was almost time to eat, Yang Jun saw the second uncle and Yang Anguo coming back from outside, thinking that they were still sleeping lazy, but who knew that they came back after walking around outside.

Rural people do not have the habit of sleeping lazily at all, they have to go to work before dawn, and they don't finish work until it gets dark, and there is really not much free time like today.

The second uncle Yang Dong didn't touch the hoe for two days, and his hands were already itchy, if he hadn't waited for the rolling mill to go to work and open a work certificate, he would have ticketed back to his hometown in Shanxi.

However, Yang Anguo didn't want to go back, he was curious about everything in the city, if he wasn't afraid of getting lost, he would have gone to another place a long time ago.

"Second uncle, An Guo, hurry up and wash your hands and eat, and after eating, I will take you around Sijiu City."

Yang Jun beckoned them to wash their hands and eat.

Second Uncle Yang Dong was stunned when he heard this, but immediately sank his face: "That's not possible, if you don't work every day to make money, how can you spend money indiscriminately."

Yang Jun smiled and said, "Second uncle, do you think your nephew is short of money? It's just fun, and it doesn't cost much."

Yang Dong pondered when he heard this, thinking that Yang Jun was really not bad for money, but yesterday he saw Yang Jun receive nearly 20,000 gifts with his own eyes, which startled him at that time.

That's tens of thousands, their family doesn't eat or drink, they have to save for hundreds of years, think about his nephew's generosity, he thinks it's just fun, and it doesn't cost much.

"That...... Okay."

After the family had breakfast, they were ready to go playing.

Yi Qiushui was not feeling well, so he went back to the room to rest, Yangmei grew up in Sijiu City since she was a child, and she didn't have much fun, and Wang Yuying was busy dealing with the aftermath of the wedding and didn't go, so Yang Jun took Yang Dong and his son out.

The tour route was planned by Yang Jun in advance, first taking them to the Temple of Heaven and Earth, then going to the Forbidden City to hang around, and then driving to the Great Wall farther away.

At this time, the Great Wall is not a tourist attraction, and there are no tickets sold, it is just the end of a bus station, and there are more people who come here to play due to the Chinese New Year.

Yang Jun parked the car and led a few people to start climbing the Great Wall.

In his previous life, Yang Jun had never been to the capital, so when he saw the majestic Great Wall, he couldn't help but sigh at the greatness of mankind.

The two men who came with him crawled for a while, and then simply sat down and did not leave.

"Brother Junzi, there's nothing fun about this, it's just that I've been climbing the wall."

Yang Anguo glanced up at the boundless Great Wall, and was suddenly interested.

Yang Jun looked at Yang Dong and saw that he was also lacking in interest, and suddenly there was a black line in his head.

Talking to a rural person about how beautiful the scenery is, and discussing great art, is like playing the harp to a cow.

In their cognition, climbing the Great Wall and visiting the park is not as good as eating a steamed bun.

After figuring out this truth, Yang Jun waved his hand helplessly

"It's not fun, it's noon, why don't I take you down for a bite to eat?"

As soon as the two of them heard about eating, their eyes suddenly lit up, especially Yang Anguo, who was unwilling to stay longer for a moment, patted his ass and left.

Yang Jun drove for half an hour and returned to the city.

He is going to take his second uncle and them to taste Quanjude roast duck today.

In fact, Yang Jun himself also wanted to try it, and he had long heard that the Sijiu City Quanjude Roast Duck was world-famous, so he happened to come over today to try it.

The four of them got out of the car and stood at the door of Quanjude, Yang Dong looked up at the door and frowned, but he didn't say anything, and followed Yang Jun in.

This is a building of an ancient palace, what catches the eye is the simple atmosphere, blue, red and blue reflect each other, the green tile is covered, the blue porcelain is the face, and the red pillar is the support.

"Hello, sir, how many of you?"

A young waitress walked over, although she was asking, her eyes were vigilant, and she looked at Yang Dong and his son, who were rustic.

"Three, find a window seat."

The waitress looked at Yang Jun, then at the two behind him, and finally led them to a window position.

"Six roast ducks, four to eat here, and two to pack."

"Another five pounds of bread."

Yang Jun didn't look at the menu either, and ordered directly.

A duck weighs four or five catties, and after it is roasted, it is only about two and a half catties, and it is less than two catties if the bones are removed.

The waitress did not leave after making a note in her notebook, but looked at them with a smile on her face.

Seeing this, Yang Jun hurriedly took out forty yuan and handed it over.

This is a big hotel, and you don't need food stamps and meat stamps, because they have been registered, and there will be statistics on it.

But if it is a small state-run restaurant, it is necessary to use tickets, because their business is relatively small, and the consumption is unstable, which is not conducive to statistics, so money and tickets are combined.

Roast duck is six yuan and five one, six is thirty-nine yuan, the dough cake is two cents a catty, five catties is exactly one dollar, and the two together are exactly forty yuan.

As for the dipping sauce and side dishes that the roast duck eats, it is included in the roast duck and is free.

The waitress took the money, and the smile on her face didn't look so cold.

Yang Dong and Yang Anguo, father and son, spent forty yuan on a meal, and they were really distressed, seeing that Yang Jun didn't even jump his eyelids, they cured it and endured it without speaking.

Forty yuan is enough for Yang Dong's family to work in the field for half a year, if he has this forty yuan, he will definitely buy 100 catties of cornmeal first, steam dozens of nests, one by one, and then add a new set of clothes to each person in the family with the rest of the money.

However, none of them could say anything, after all, it was the first time they had a formal dinner, and no one mentioned the topic of disappointment.

After about half an hour, the waiter brought up four roast ducks.

The roast duck is sliced, and the jujube red and oily duck meat is mouth-watering, and there is a duck skeleton next to the duck meat.

After some guests eat duck meat, the skeleton is to be packed and taken back to make soup, as for whether to pack it, it depends on the guests themselves.

Yang Jun grabbed a piece of dough, brushed a layer of sauce on the bottom, then sandwiched a few slices of duck meat, rolled a few slices of lettuce, rolled into a cylinder, and took a bite of it, and the mouth was fragrant.

Tunnel.

This is the soul of roast duck.

The outside is charred and the inside is tender, the meat is plump and moist, and the taste is fat but not greasy.

The mouth is full of memories of youth.

Yang Jun remembered that his father brought him to eat once when he was a child, and that time Yang Gui only ordered half a roast duck, and he personally slice the duck, and after the slice was finished, he sat there and watched Yang Jun eat alone.

Now that he has found that long-lost heavy fatherly memory, Yang Jun is eating roast duck with his head down, but his heart is full of mixed feelings, and his father's tall figure keeps flashing in his mind.

Yang Gui's father and son did the same, grabbed the dough and rolled the duck meat, and when they bit down, half of the burrito was gone.

Then, the father and son began to let go of their hands and feet, and they didn't have to roll it anymore, and stuffed the dough, duck meat, and lettuce directly into their mouths and let them mix in their stomachs.