Rebirth of the Flying Era

Du Fei and Zhou Peng left Jin's house on bicycles side by side.

The two of them had a tacit understanding. They didn't mention Jin's family on the road, nor did they talk about Du Fei buying a house.

While chatting in random directions, I rode my bicycle and walked straight to the west.

Exit Fuxingmen, go to Gongzhufen, and then turn south.

Just along Fuxing Road, there is a government compound for both young and old.

Going further south, it becomes increasingly deserted.

Approaching the edge of the lotus pond, Zhou Peng and Du Fei stopped at the entrance of a courtyard.

This is a typical farmhouse, with an area similar to that of Wei Duzi's family.

The courtyard door is open, and from a distance you can see white steam coming out from inside.

Zhou Peng locked his bicycle and said to Du Fei: "Brother, this place is not easy to find!"

Du Fei saw that he was showing off and refused to say what he was going to eat, so he simply followed him into the courtyard patiently.

Seeing the two of them coming in, a middle-aged man immediately came up to him, pulled off the white towel on his shoulders and wiped his hands, saying: "Comrades, please come in~"

Du Fei looked at this man, he looked like a shopkeeper before liberation.

Zhou Peng said: "Give me a piece of your signboard. I want a big one!"

The man looked at Zhou Peng's style. Although he was not a familiar customer, he must have been here before and knew his family's background. He smiled and said, "Okay~ Just wait inside and I'll be here soon."

Zhou Peng nodded, led Du Fei into the courtyard, and walked directly to the west wing.

There are three rooms in the west wing, which have been converted into three private rooms.

Zhou Peng took the lead and entered the private room at the back.

The furnishings inside are quite simple, just an Eight Immortals table and a few chairs.

Except for the tables and chairs, everything else didn't look very clean. There was a layer of dust on the window sill and no one wiped it.

Du Fei looked at it and felt strange.

A restaurant like this has no location and no service. The only reason it can survive is that the food is good and it always attracts repeat customers.

This made Du Fei a little curious as to what was so special here.

Zhou Peng smiled and asked Du Fei to sit down.

Because there was no stove in the room, neither of them took off their coats.

The two chatted while waiting for the food to be served.

After a short while, a young man brought over a few cold dishes and a pot of loose wine, and said respectfully: "Masters, please take it easy, the bastard will have it soon."

Du Fei understood immediately when he heard this.

After a long quarrel, Zhou Peng wanted to treat him to a turtle.

But speaking of it, the beginning of spring is really a good time to eat soft-shelled turtles.

After hibernating for several months, the fat on the turtle's body has been almost consumed, and it is not so fatty. The meat is also chewy and nutritious.

Zhou Penghun didn't care about being exposed and laughed: "How is it? It's interesting, buddy!"

After saying that, he took a cup and poured Du Fei a glass of wine: "Their cold dishes are also good. The turtle will be ready for a while. Let's drink it first."

Du Fei was good at everything. It was not the first time that he and Zhou Peng went out to eat, and they got along very casually.

After finishing two glasses of wine, Zhou Peng also mentioned what happened just now: "Brother, you really shocked me today! There are not many people in the capital who can take over the yard of Lao Jin's house!" "

Du Fei said: "Don't flatter me. It's just a bargain. The Jin family is in a hurry to leave, so they only asked for twenty dollars. I counter-offered five dollars, and I was ready to talk again. Who knew he would agree."

Zhou Peng curled his lips and said, "You're lucky, if you had known, I would have struck first."

Du Fei was not polite and retorted: "I think it's not that you don't want to make a move, but that you want to wait for them to leave, so you can just fight with nothing~"

Zhou Peng was stunned for a moment, Du Fei's words really hit his mark.

No one knows better than him what is going on with the Jin family this time.

Once you run away, you will never come back, and the remaining house will be ownerless.

But I didn't expect that Cheng Yaojin would appear halfway and Du Fei would be cut off.

But Zhou Peng didn't pay much attention to it. He wasn't determined to win the yard.

This can only be said to be a coincidence.

Du Fei said: "Brother Zhou, if you particularly like that courtyard, I can give it to you."

Zhou Peng said, "Give it to me for free?"

Du Fei said unceremoniously: "I want to eat shit! Five sticks, how to get in, how to get out, I don't think I am taking advantage of you."

Zhou Peng said: "Then don't."

Du Fei curled his lips and said, "You're still the one who's wrong! Don't pull her down, then I'll keep it to myself."

"Preparing a golden house to hide your beauty?" Zhou Peng winked and said, "It's such a big yard with dozens of rooms. Be careful not to get kidney deficiency."

Du Fei nodded solemnly: "That's because we can't fit it in the house, so we need to open an outhouse."

Zhou Peng smiled and said: "You said you were fat and you were breathless..."

The two of them were having fun, and the middle-aged man from before came in carrying a steaming large casserole and shouted: "Be careful~"

Du Fei and Zhou Peng looked at it together.

I saw a few sliced ​​turtle lids floating on the clear soup in the pot, and some minced coriander, but not much meat.

The man put down the casserole and continued: "The turtles that were killed this morning were stewed for two hours to make turtle soup."

Zhou Peng immediately took a bowl and filled the soup: "Here, drink the soup first."

Du Fei also filled a bowl and took a sip. It was really delicious!

The clear soup in the pot was short of water, so he asked casually: "Brother Zhou, where is the turtle meat? We can't just drink the soup~"

Zhou Peng sipped the hot soup and replied: "Wait a moment, the meat will be braised with the old hen, it will be here soon."

Sure enough, before the two bowls of soup were finished, the young man who served the dishes came up with a large enamel basin.

The soft-shell turtle and chicken pieces inside are bright red and very attractive.

Du Fei was not polite, picked up a piece with his chopsticks, and took a bite. It was a bit spicy, which suited his taste.

The soft-shell turtle meat is also cooked just right, you can chew it, it doesn't fall off the pan, and it has a chewy texture.

"Brother Zhou, this tastes good!" Du Fei praised while eating.

Zhou Peng kept using his chopsticks and said with a laugh: "Of course it goes without saying! The place I like is even better! Come on, let's go..."

The two foodies were eating and drinking. They saw a small pot of meat coming up and half of it was down in the blink of an eye. Then they slowed down a little.

Du Fei brought up the previous conversation again and asked knowingly: "Brother Zhou, what did you mean just now? Do you still have connections in Hong Kong?"

Zhou Peng said speciously: "It's okay~ What? Are you interested?"

Du Fei hurriedly shook his head and said, "What's my interest? I'm a red-haired person, so I'm just curious."

Zhou Peng snorted contemptuously: "Actually, there's nothing to be curious about. It's decadent, decadent and decadent. It's not a good place."

Du Fei filled a glass of wine for him: "Have you been there?"

Zhou Peng nodded: "I've been there several times."

Du Fei stopped and didn't ask any more questions.

Zhou Peng's line in Hong Kong will definitely be used in the future, but there is no rush. There will be many opportunities in the future.