Chapter 82: The Banquet Begins II
Hu Da is a shrewd person, so he naturally knows what kind of calculation Master Qin is making for this banquet now.
He deliberately ate late for dinner, just to get the first-hand news.
Now I see the reaction of the old man and the senior section chief - the situation on the field has become clear.
Master Qin turned his gaze to himself, and Hu Da knew that it was time to serve the food.
He walked to the round table, and the large wooden basket in his hand poured down against the blank glazed large bowl—"Boom! ”
Orange prawns, white and turquoise green onions, ginger and garlic mixed with brown juice roll down like a waterfall.
The hot mist steamed up, and the smell of fresh fragrance spread out in all directions, and it went straight to the nose.
There was probably some vinegar added to the juice, and everyone's appetite was aroused.
After serving this last dish, Hu Da had a smile on his face, carrying a wooden basket and walked out, but what he was thinking about was how to please Lao Bao and Bao Guowei in the future.
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"Guowei, eat more fish and shrimp, Bao Zheng has been in our family for so many years, and you are Bao Zheng's child, now you are your own family, so you don't need to be so restrained."
The Bao family has been a three-generation house slave, and it is not too outrageous to say that it is a sentence of "own family", but there is a bit of truth and a bit of falsehood here, only Master Qin himself knows.
"Today, I specially asked Hu Da to make you a ham sausage fried rice, which is simmering in the pot! In order to leave you a pot of gas! ”
What Master Qin said was nothing more than an attempt to get closer to Bao Guowei, he clapped his hands, and a subordinate with a turban brought a large bowl of fried rice.
Although Old Man Qin had a kind smile on his face, there was no sinister, cunning or viciousness in his face.
But when Bao Guowei thought of Aunt Sun, who was still squatting in prison at the moment, he didn't know if she was alive or dead.
So he reminded himself in his heart to pay attention to Master Qin: he was like a poisonous snake, thinking about calculating others all the time, and he almost fell into his way.
And Lao Bao had also sat down at this moment, his movements were a little restrained, and he sat next to Bao Guowei, he looked at the smile that Master Qin showed to Bao Guowei, and was speechless in shock.
was so shocked that he couldn't speak, he really couldn't speak-Master Qin's eyes made Lao Bao feel a little familiar.
Lao Bao was a child king when he was young, and the barber Lao Zhang, the children of the Qin family, and the current Master Qin often get together to play.
At that time, everyone was most convinced by Lao Bao, Lao Bao was handsome, fast, able to hit and jump, and had a good personality, and many children flattered him.
Even Master Qin once showed the same look as everyone else-flattering.
But one day, when everyone was competing for who was the most handsome child in the world, Lao Bao, who had a strong personality, had a dispute with Master Qin.
This incident finally ended with Lao Bao being whipped by the master - the leather whip was whipped on the person's backbone, and Lao Bao was beaten until he was numb, and he couldn't feel the pain.
"You're still not the first! Isn't it the first! You are a subordinate and still compete with the master's family for the first place! ”
The beater shouted as he brandished his whip.
Later, Lao Bao no longer dared to call himself the first, and the way Master Qin looked at him changed, and there was a thick barrier between the two.
The old bag waist has also been hunched down since then, and it has been ricket, and it has been rickety until now.
Now looking at Master Qin's eyes on his son as he did when he was a child, Lao Bao actually felt that the backbone that had been pulled out - as if it had been stuffed back little by little.
This time, Lao Bao tried to straighten his waist, which had been rickety for a long time.
This time, it's really straight!
A sour feeling came to his heart, and Lao Bao gently wiped his eyes with his sleeve, but it was okay not to wipe it, but he couldn't stop wiping his tears and went straight out.
In order to prevent the tearful behavior from being seen, the sleeve is on the face of the old bag, as if it is glued on, and it cannot be moved.
The table for this banquet is not big, and the diameter is only two meters, so Bao Guowei can eat every dish.
He stretched out his chopsticks and picked up a prawn, carefully put it in front of his eyes and looked at it:
At this time, the water quality is excellent, and it can really be crystal clear, so the fish and shrimp are naturally very clean.
"Dad, eat some."
Lao Bao didn't react, but just covered his face with the sleeve of his right hand's long shirt, which looked a little like a daydream.
"Daddy!"
Bao Guowei shouted again.
When Lao Bao lowered his sleeves, the sleeves were already soaked, and he forced a smile - he could only breathe through his mouth, otherwise the snot would come out.
"Okay."
……
Section Chief Gao, who was sitting next to Bao Guowei, suddenly smiled, he just thought about it, and felt that he had a general understanding of what Bao Guowei liked.
"I have long heard Master Qin say that this Bao Guowei is a talent, and he looks like a talent, but now when I look at it, he really looks like a talent."
Could it be that this senior section chief is the legendary great writer of the Republic of China? This style is also too good, even if it is a different word when praising people, it sounds better?
Bao Guowei was inexplicably embarrassed when he heard this, and he didn't know what to say: it's okay to be praised once or twice, but if he is praised a few more times, he will be a little weak-hearted.
Seeing that Bao Guowei didn't reply, Section Chief Gao was a little embarrassed, could it be that he guessed wrong?
"Newborn, how about Daxia University in Shanghai?"
Seeing that Bao Guowei didn't want to talk much, Master Qin changed the topic casually, and by the way, he cared about his precious son: he was reading with a notebook, and he didn't seem to be interested in the dishes at the banquet.
Young Master Qin's name is Qin Chusheng, which sounds a little strange, but it is not meaningless: he was the first to be born, so he was naturally newborn.
The eldest young master's head was probably smeared with oil, and his hair fell back - Bao Guowei used Qin Chusheng's head oil, and he also used Si Dankang!
However, Qin Chusheng used the soft brand Si Dankang, and Lao Bao bought Bao Guowei the latest hard brand Si Dankang, which was not only half a yuan more expensive than him, but also had several more fragrances.
Qin Chusheng was still holding the book and reading, probably because he was used to eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, he didn't seem to be very interested in the dishes at the banquet, and when he heard his father's question, he replied a little boringly:
"I think it's pretty good, or it's the largest city, there are too many people with electricity, and there are foreigners everywhere."
"There are trams everywhere, cars, slides at school, and sometimes movies."
In fact, there has long been a matter of using film to teach, when Lu Xun was studying at Toyo Sendai Medical College, he decided to abandon medicine and pursue literature because he saw a slide before class.
It was not yet 1906, and now it is the end of 1927, and Shanghai, which can be said to be the undisputed largest city in China during the Republic of China, and is ahead of all cities in a faulty way, it is not surprising that slides are used in university teaching.
At this time, Bao Guowei felt that his leg was lightly kicked, and looked up at Qin Qin.
(End of chapter)