I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Old Chen felt that the whole Thirteen Wei Road was quiet for a moment. Not far away, a pair of young lovers walking with umbrellas down and stopped, left the umbrellas and walked quickly towards him.

Old Chen used his strong willpower to resist the fat poisonous mushroom's verbal attack on him, escaped without shame, nor was he embarrassed to snatch his feet and fall down...

With his big physique, if he fails, learning from Lei Feng will become losing money and learning from Lei Feng.

A few drops of red snow water flowing down from the cashmere sweater dripped on the old man's face below him. Although the old man was very embarrassed at this moment, he was very energetic. He looked at him with pity, "Big nephew, can't you earn a lot of money for driving a car for someone a month? You shouldn't save it. Don't save it. Inferior dyes will cause great harm to your body. If you don't have money to buy a good sweater, the old man will lend you a pension."

Lao Chen: "..."

The two young couples ran closer and helped to help the old man up. Fortunately, the old man dressed a lot and did not hurt his bones. The old man lived in a residential building facing the street at the two intersections in front. The young couple walked along the way, each of them supported the old man and slowly walked home.

Seeing that the young girl secretly glanced at his red ass before leaving, Old Chen pretended to be stupid with a skin that was comparable to the thickness of a waterproof brick, "What did that kid just shout? Who is Mr. Simida?"

Of course, Mr. Simida was unlucky Mr. Chen who was bleeding from the lower body in the treasure house. Seeing Old Chen walking back, the child squeezed out of the crack of the car window with his little Red Riding Hood's round head and cared loudly, "Mr. Simida, the bleeding hurts so much. I'll give you Huhu, Huhu won't hurt anymore."

I was so hurt by your brain that it was useless to whine.

Old Chen took out a large plastic bag from the back box, put it on the driver's seat, took off the cashmere sweater on his body, turned his head to the poisonous mushroom beside him, and said, "Treasure House, don't you see Mr. Chen looking like an aunt, but Mr. Chen is a real man. This thing really won't come when he has menstruation."

In order to avoid making fools in the future, Lao Chen acted as a physiological hygiene teacher and explained the problem of women's physiological cycle cycles in detail to the treasure house. "Gorillas, cows, horses, and camels will have menstruation, but like humans, only mothers have this knowledge point. You have to remember this point... Your child is either condoms or menstruation all day long. If you can study medicine in the future, you will definitely be a gynecologist."

I didn't hear the child's response. I turned around and saw that I didn't know if he was tired of jumping around in the building just now, or if the menstrual knowledge he explained was too boring, and the child was already asleep in the seat.

I just listen to a knowledge point and go to bed in seconds. It seems that being a gynecologist is very difficult.

After going home and changing his clothes, Old Chen drove back to Dayu with the treasure house. He had already told his wife about the delivery of the building, but his wife had no objection.

He didn't want to continue to hide it, so he said to Zhen Zhen: "There is a Shunda Building on Shisanwei Road. I'm going to give it to you as a gift. The building is a little small, plus the underground area, and the construction area is only 10,000 yuan. You can collect it first. When the real estate is released in the future, the uncle will find a good corner and build a grand building to give it to you."

Delivering a building is like a model. Zhen Zhen hadn't reacted at first, but when he reacted, he waved his hands and refused, "Uncle Chen, it's too expensive, I don't want it."

"What's expensive? Mr. Chen is so poor that he only has the building left. What's the gift if he doesn't give it?" Old Chen said right. Recently, he has used all the funds in his hand to take up the property management. He doesn't have much else, so he has more fixed assets.

"Dad, why do you learn from me?" Xiao Chen, who was so poor that he had only money left, walked out of the living room on the second floor.

Hey? Where did this kid's car stop? He was walking? He thought he was working overtime at the unit again. Old Chen's eyes turned on Zhen Zhen and his son's faces. Did he enter the house?!

My son is so good, I have to prepare a building for my grandson in the next step.

When Zhen Zhen saw the gossipy eyes and the joyful expression of old Chen, he knew that he had thought wrongly and quickly explained: "Chen Xingyao didn't sleep all night last night. After breakfast, I asked him to go upstairs to the sofa upstairs and take a nap."

Old Chen glared at his son in disappointment, you can't act quickly, I'm so anxious.

Xiao Chen ignored his father's resentful eyes. He heard it when he opened the door just now and sat down to persuade Zhen Zhen: "I'll keep it for you. The building has never been mortgaged, and the assets are very clear. The two floors downstairs are ready-made restaurants. If I remember correctly, I have renovated this year and can be used directly. You have so many ideas. This area is larger, which is just right for you to use."

"Think about it, this is to put the eggs in different baskets. Anyway, they are all from our family, and there is also a portion of the treasure house." Old Chen hugged the child and continued to persuade him.

The child was impressed by the golden glitter wallpaper and helped add fuel to the fire. "It is a house made of gold, so beautiful."

Zhen Zhen instantly understood the decoration style of that hotel, and he must have followed the local style with the Northeast characteristics.

As for this, Zhen Zhen did not refuse anymore, so she took it and tried to make Dandan grow eggs and maximize the benefits of this asset.

Everyone was very happy. Old Chen went back to prepare the contract, and Xiao Chen went back to work overtime. Zhen Zhen told them to drive carefully.

After a long time of rain and snow, the temperature dropped, the water on the ground was frozen into ice, and the road was like a mirror. The treasure house originally wanted to go out and slid, but as soon as he went out, he sat down on his butt, touched his butt and went home to take a nap in annoyance.

The weather was bad and the travel was inconvenient. It was the weekend again. The business in the store was very bad at noon. Zhen Zhen saw off a few tables of guests and sat next to the heating, thinking about the business projects of the hotel that she was about to take over.

You must have enough kitchen power when doing large-scale Chinese food business. A good chef is hard to come by. It is unrealistic to find it now, but it is even more unrealistic to come alone.

So, which kind of food and drink business does not require a large number of professional chefs?

It can be hot pot.

Hotpot has a history of thousands of years in China. As a descendant of the Royal Chef family, the Zhen family is certainly familiar with hotpot. The prosperity of modern hotpot was spread from the Qing Palace. During the Qianlong period, the New Year rewarded ministers once held 350 tables of hotpot at the same time, which was the highest at that time. It set a record when Jiaqing ascended the throne, and the famous Banquet of Thousand Old Man - a palace banquet of 1,550 tables of hotpot.

It’s good to return to the birthplace of the Qing Dynasty and have a contemporary Qiansou hotpot banquet. It’s good to think about it. Copper hotpot was popular in the late 1980s. Most people in the provincial capital had a copper hotpot in the cabinet to eat ash. Copper hotpot is the iconic pot of old Peking pork. It’s okay to make this. As long as the meat is good, the sauce is good, and the business can be maintained with a good reputation.

But Zhen Zhen doesn't want to make copper pot shabu pork. Catering is also a kind of culture. Culture is fluid and changes due to various factors. She has been paying attention to changes in public tastes.

Like the use of additives, the impact of industrial food production on the public's tastes is gradually emerging. Zhen Zhen keenly realized that as the intake of additives, salt, sugar and fat increases, people's tastes will become heavier and heavier. The four most original cuisines, Sichuan, Lu, Guangdong, and Huai, can be seen now, and the future will be the world of Sichuan cuisine.

If the general trend cannot be stopped, then face it actively. Zhen Zhen wants to make Chongqing hotpot with Sichuan and Chongqing style.

When opening a hot pot restaurant, you have to have a pot first. Zhen Zhen immediately called the old man who made the pot for her in the metallurgical factory and asked him to make a few samples first.

An hour later, I didn't expect that the master stumbling over on the slippery glass road, "I can't explain it clearly on the phone, I'm studying it in person, and I have a clear idea when I do it." The master brushed the water droplets on his hat and said with a smile.

Zhen Zhen quickly poured Master Yu a cup of hot tea and warmed his hands, and drew several schematic diagrams with paper. "Master Yu, it's really not difficult for you. It's just a large iron basin with a grid in the middle, one is divided into two halves, sealed in the middle to the bottom, and the other is divided into small grids. There is also a matching mud stove. The specifications are as follows what I said on the phone just now. I have no other requirements. The heat must be evenly affected. The iron billet should not be too thin, as it will easily be pasted if it is thin."

Chongqing hot pot is a unique existence in the contemporary hot pot style. There is a saying that Chongqing hot pot was first created by hawkers who carried loads. They used spicy marinade to boil beef and went into water for those who sold labor at the wharf. One square is counted as one square, and then they have the current nine-grid form.

Some people think that the lattice is small and cannot be used, or that they cannot eat spicy food, they can eat half-spicy, which is generally not spicy, so Zhen Zhen made another pot.

Master Yu had a clear mind and put away the paper drawn by Zhen Zhen, "Xiao Zhen, Uncle Yu used to knock on a sledgehammer in the factory. When he first came out of the factory, he wanted to carry the hammer to work as a laborer. If it weren't for the batch of pots you originally customized to make Uncle feel confident, I guess I was waiting for work outside in such a day and wouldn't have been willing to go home.

Now that there are too many orders, my son and I have limited strength. From time to time, I have to rent other people's places to process. After finishing your batch of work, I want to build a small factory and find a few old workers to work together. If there are more people and more power, I can take more orders in the future and generate more revenue. If there is a suitable venue, please help me pay attention to it."

"Uncle Yu, what do you think of Dongta?"

"Dongta? Is your fish ball factory there too? Okay, let's get together, and we can take care of each other in the future." Old Yu said yes.

Standing by the window and looking at Lao Yu's back walking home slowly, Zhen Zhen curled the corners of his lips, and the fire of the stars lit up the family again.

Warm and humid air flows through the border, and as the sleet turns to light snow, the frozen road surface is accompanied by a layer of snow foam. When the wheels drive on such a road, it is really possible that the wheels in the front will not turn and the back will turn.

The poor road conditions have caused hundreds of car accidents to the provincial capital and around the provincial capital. It is not safe to walk on the road, and many people are falling and fractured.

In this weather, Chen Xingyao, who worked overtime, received a missing case reported by the Dongda Police Station.

At noon, the tires of the car had been sent by Lao Chen to help with the anti-skid chain. Xiao Chen put down the phone and immediately drove to the Dongda Police Station.

The missing person is a sophomore English girl from Dongda University, named Zhou Ting. Her home is from the provincial capital. She usually stays home for two days on weekends. On Friday night, she saw that her daughter did not go home, so Zhou Ting's father called the dormitory, but she didn't get the busy and didn't take it seriously. She thought she wouldn't go home this week.

On Saturday morning, I was worried and called the dormitory again. This time it was connected. The dormitory said that Zhou Ting left school and went home at 5 o'clock after her last class on Friday.

His parents panicked when they heard this, and called all the relatives and daughters who were good at high school. They couldn't find anyone and immediately reported the case at the police station in the district where the school was located.

There was a time requirement for the formal case filing, but the police officers on duty at the police station did not delay and asked Zhou Ting about the person she had contacted before she disappeared. They found nothing for a day and were missing for more than 24 hours. They called the municipal bureau to request support.

Zhou Ting has two older brothers. As soon as Chen Xingyao entered the door, he was surrounded by a family. "Police Chen begs for help. We are all anxious. Why are the living people missing?"

"Is anyone answering the phone at home?" Chen Xingyao asked Zhou Ting's father. Hearing the police requesting support, Zhou's father runs a sports goods store, and it is not ruled out that someone kidnapped and extorted money.

"Her two sisters-in-law were guarding the phone at home. Everyone's phone and pager were on, and no phone was called." Zhou's father shook his head.

It was not completely dark yet, and after the case was filed, the police could retrieve several limited video equipment near the school. It was found that it was dark, and a vague figure was recorded in the video equipment placed in the North Gate mailroom of Dongda University. It was confirmed that Zhou Ting was wearing her roommate in the dormitory when she left the dormitory. Comparing from multiple sources, it was confirmed that the figure was Zhou Ting.

The campus of Dongda University is very large. Zhou Ting came out of the dormitory at around 5:05. It took him fifteen minutes to walk to the north gate and left the north gate at 5:20. To the north gate is Linhu Park, and there is no camera nearby. After leaving the park, it is one of the main roads running through the east and west of the city. There is a rolling traffic and busy traffic.

Zhou Ting's home is west of Nanwuma Road. She entered and exited from the north gate and took the regular route home. The girl should have no behavioral abnormalities before she disappeared.

The sky was completely dark, and the police advised the anxious Zhou family to go home and wait for news.

Chen Xingyao did not leave, and listened to the police on duty to introduce the situation. "There are always casual workers waiting for work in the grove on the east bank of Linhu Park. In summer evenings, someone slept directly inside. We have asked a few people today, and they all said that they had left the grove at that time on Friday. Even if there are so many college students on the road, they will not pay special attention to a passing girl."

Chen Xingyao nodded silently. In fact, he was in a very uneasy at this moment. The girl's identity was extremely similar to her sister, and her age was only one year apart. Both college students were missing after leaving the school gate.

In recent years, he has encountered several missing cases. With few surveillance equipment, the possibility of successfully finding the missing person is slim. Chen Xingyao is already prepared for the worst.

Even if he had the worst plan, he didn't want to give up. The golden time of search should not be missed. He picked up the phone and Xiao Chen called Xiao Feng and Zheng Fei who were on vacation at home and asked them to come and help.

He didn't know yet that the relationship between this girl and her sister was not just that.

On the snowy night of the road, Zhen Zhen thought that there would not be too many customers coming to the door, but the college students who did not take the ordinary road brought business to the store.

The Provincial University of Science and Technology is on the north side of Dayu, with a straight line distance of about two kilometers. The bus line is suspended today. Zhen Zhen saw several students entering the door with water marks on their knees and elbows. He probably fell on the way he came.

Young people are resistant to production and are full of energy. Yang Hai and Yu Renwei are junior high school students in the Economic Department of the Provincial University. Today, the school provides medical subsidies. I heard from classmates that there is a fish restaurant next to Xita Street. The chefs are very skilled. They have a good relationship with each other. The pipeline condition is good. At present, the food is important, and they still have money in their hands and must make a meal.

"Is there any spicy one? The spicyer the better." Yang Hai asked Zhen Zhen.

Zhen Zhen sent Master Yu away and was studying the hot pot base. He suggested: "There are ten of you in total. I will give you two black fish with fish balls and vegetables. How about eating hot pot?"

"That's it."

The soup base has already been there, and the black fish fish steaks are placed in the soup base to continue cooking. Zhen Zhen quickly prepared the fish slices, first served with the fish meat, then served two plates of fish balls, cabbage heart, broad powder, fungus, tofu, enoki mushrooms, and filled the table with the set and mixed sesame sauce and seafood sauce for them to dip.

The fish slices were thin, and the fish was cooked in a few seconds with a colander. The fish was stained with the taste of the numb and spicy soup base. It was so spicy that it was so spicy that it was about to spit out the fire. "It's great!" I don't know who shouted.

"This trip is worth it, and it's not in vain to fall."

Zhen Zhen only went to girls' school in her previous life. The most regrettable thing is that she never went to college and was very envious of college students. Anyway, there was only one person in the kitchen, and she sat behind the bar with her treasure house in her arms, teaching the children to write while listening to them talk about interesting school stories.

The guys who came to have dinner today were all boys, and the topics they talked about were about football, girlfriends, student unions, and future work.

After listening to it for a while, Zhen Zhen felt that it was quite knowledgeable. College students stayed up late to watch Serie A. There were six people who like Batistuta. Seven people who like Argentina in the national team, all of whom were fans of Maradona. Eight people who like pure girls. They don’t like the intrigue of the student union, but they also think that the student union is a stepping stone for the school to recommend good jobs. They don’t like it and force themselves to stay in it. Half and half of those who want to return to their hometown after graduation and want to go to first-tier cities. Eight people who want to enter the system have a stable job. Only two people say they want to enter a creative industry and don’t care whether it is stable.

After half of them, they came in, and there was only one person, a tall boy with a pale face and a little long hair.

I should have known the first wave of people, but I was not surprised to see them. I found a table farthest from them and sat down. I asked Zhen Zhen for a portion of dumplings filled with mackerel.

When Zhen Zhen cooked dumplings, the college students outside started arguing and brought the dumplings out. Zhen Zhen heard Yang Hai, who spoke to order food with her, say to the tall boy later: "Feng Ben, why are you so far away from the road? Let's sit down with us? What can you eat?"

"I love to be alone." The boy named Feng Ben whispered.

"Feng Ben, Mr. Marx said that people are the sum of all social relations, and no one can do without this relationship."

Feng Ben lowered his head and ate the dumplings, and replied, "I don't care."

Feng Ben took the lead and left after checking out.

The boys who stayed behind talked about Feng Ben, who was very talented and disrespectful to others, only respected the truth he thought was right, and had a very poor relationship with others, so he would definitely not be assigned a good job after graduation.
To be continued...