I Had a Home In 1982 Chapter 149

   Chapter 149 148. The value may be hundreds of millions (8.1K)

   Sunset West Sea.

  The cargo ship docked.

  Liu Dabiao and their boat have never been seen, it is estimated that they will be lying in the nest for a while!

  In 1982, there were still shortages of supplies. It was not easy to find a matching package for a ship without a propeller. I am afraid it would be difficult to find in the entire Haifu County.

The warehouse is right next to the city dock. Wang Yi said to Sun Zhengnan, "Watch here, specifically for cargo ships or passenger ships. If Liu Dabiao and the others want to chase us, they can only take these ships. Just stare at them and see if they are still there today. Will you come?"

   "I'm right next to me. I went to the warehouse. I met a few salesmen here. I'll buy something from them and bring it back to the island tomorrow."

  Sun Zhengnan hesitated: "Don't you need me to follow?"

  Wang Yi said: "Hey, what are you doing here? Liu Dabiao and the others haven't come yet. As for the escaped robber and murderer? He can't be still on the pier. Do you see how many police comrades are hiding on the pier now?"

  Sun Zhengnan nodded.

  Wang Yi said: "So the mate, just stare at the boat coming over to see if Liu Dabiao and the others will follow today. The last boat will stop at around nine, right? Then you work harder, we will have dinner later."

  Sun Zhengnan smiled and said, "What kind of effort does it take? It's easy, Mr. Wang, go get busy."

  Wang Yi waved his hand and strolled into the warehouse.

   In the evening, there were not many people in the warehouse. The workers and fishermen who had been busy all day went home. Wang Yi slipped into warehouse B-110.

   A group of mice ran away.

  Wang Yi wanted to run away on the spot!

   No wonder Sun Qingong refuses to ask for a Class C warehouse, what kind of thing is this? What are the conditions? Does this warehouse keep mice?

   He is most afraid of mice. Does he have to bring Lao Huang when he comes to the warehouse in the future?

   No, the old yellow has such a big belly, and it looks like he is about to take maternity leave, so he can bring a group of big yellow and small yellow in the future...

   Thinking of this, he felt a lot more at ease, and went in and shouted a few times: "Meow meow meow!"

   He returned to the anti-lock warehouse for 22 years, and Qiu Danian and Dunzi have been doing various purchases for him.

  Wang Yi asked them to buy retro-style products from the Internet, such as enamel tea jars, old vests of old embryo color, old cloth shoes, old windproof lanterns, various handbags, old tea snacks, etc. The categories are very complicated.

   In addition, he asked Qiu Danian to find him old-fashioned cameras, tape recorders, radios, and TV sets. He planned to give Chen Gu a gift.

  Chen Gu likes electronic products the most, and Wang Yi thinks that he can find some tape recorders and TV sets to sell to him at a low price - it is unrealistic to send him directly, and it does not fit his character as a rural teacher.

   After receiving his message, Qiu Danian gave him a voice call: "Boss, all you want are things from 80 years ago? Do you want to use them as decorations?"

  Wang Yi said: "No, I want to be practical. It's useful to give gifts."

   Qiu Danian said with an "oh", "Then my camera here is useless."

  Wang Yi asked suspiciously, "What camera?"

Qiu Danian said: "Isn't this apartment developed by the government to be an Internet celebrity incubation pool? Many studios have been set up in it, and then the government has decorated it according to the needs of various industries. You look like we are an antique studio, so the decoration style is It's old fashioned."

   "There is also a photography studio, which is decorated with various old camera models. Now a photographer has moved in. This guy is very pissed. He dislikes the government's poor decoration and rubbish, so he threw the models away."

   "You know, Dunzi, who lived a life, picked up all the models..."

   "I, Mr. Cao Nian, obviously you picked it up!" Dunzi screamed strangely.

  Wang Yi listened to the music and said, "The Dunzi that Dunzi picked up has done a good job. I really need these models. I will send them to Jiawang Supermarket. In addition, I will give Dunzi a bonus of 200 yuan..."

  Dunzi's voice came: "Boss, I can't take this bonus, but it was actually picked up by Mr. Nian."

   He is an honest man and never takes credit.

   And Qiu Danian was stunned.

   Wang Yi laughed.

   allows you to steal chicken without losing rice.

  He ordered these models and brought them back to 1982 as toys for the students. Now the students have not made the shuttlecocks and spinning tops, and there are no serious toys.

   But these are not in a hurry, of course, the most urgent task is to send the questionnaire data of Qiuweishui.

   In this regard, Wang Yi had to ask Yuan Hui for help and called.

  Second to pick up!

  Wang Yi gave Yuan Hui a big compliment for his service attitude. He was happy to earn his own money, and the service was really good.

   Yuan Hui's service is really good. Not only does he answer the phone quickly and his tone is enthusiastic, the enthusiastic Wang Yi is afraid:

   "Old Wang, bah, Mr. Wang, my Mr. Wang, you finally called me! Oh, I can't get through when I call you. I've called you twenty times today, but I'm worried to death!"

  Wang Yi said: "I went out of town, the phone is in airplane mode, what's wrong?"

   Yuan Hui hurriedly shouted: "I have something! I have something important! Where are you now? Are you back? We must have an interview when we come back!"

   His emotions were very excited, and Wang Yi was also excited: "I know, Mr. Yuan, have you found a buyer for Yin Yang Zhen?"

   "Yin-Yang Zhen is a piece of shit!" Yuan Hui was swearing by him, "Yin-Yang Zhen is out of our sight! It's your book, those old medical books—no, have you come back? We must interview!"

  Wang Yi lied to him: "I haven't come back, I'm still out of town..."

"Hey, where are you? I'm looking for you, I'm looking for you, I don't ask first, or the photos you gave me last time, those medical book photos, where did you get them? Can you buy them? "Yuan Hui interrupted him.

Wang Yi said: "I saw it in the home of an old Chinese medicine practitioner. It's hard to say whether I can buy it or not. Didn't I ask you to contact the director of the gastroenterology department? It's like this, don't worry, listen to me first. Say."

   "It's just that the grandson of the old man who had Yin-Yang Zhen at home had a deformity in his intestines and severe constipation. He has been looking for their local old Chinese medicine doctor for treatment, but the old Chinese medicine doctor can't actually cure this, and the more he treats the child, the more serious the problem becomes."

"When I saw that this was no good, I said that I should use Western medicine to treat it. As a result, the old man was very arrogant, and he put it there to pretend to force me, saying that his family was a sacred hand inheritance, and that his ancestors had been a royal doctor. So I wanted to beat him. Face, after contacting the director of the gastroenterology department, the child's constipation problem was solved with medication together..."

   "I'm so stupid!" Yuan Hui couldn't help but interrupt him again, "You successfully slapped that old doctor in the face?"

"right!"

"Comfortable?"

   "Old cool!"

"Then let me tell you, the old Chinese doctor didn't pretend to be coercive. His ancestors were really rich. I'm afraid there is a sacred hand inheritance. I'm afraid there are people who have been imperial doctors, because several books in his hands are very valuable, and there is one book in particular. valuable--"

   "If that book is the one my senior brother saw in the ancient books, then his book is worth tens of millions or even hundreds of millions—hey hey hey? Why is there no sound? Hey, hey, are you still listening?"

   "I'm still listening," Wang Yi couldn't help pinching herself, "You repeat your words to me again, and amuse me? How much do you think those books are worth?"

  Yuan Hui said: "Most of them are just generally valuable, but there is one book that is especially valuable, it may be worth hundreds of millions, hundreds of millions, really hundreds of millions!"

   "You didn't ask me before why the cultural relics and antiques you see in movies and TV are always in the tens of millions, and now we have really encountered such a thing!"

"Wait a minute, I'll send you the photos. This book is called "Chat Fu Ji, Wei Zheng Hui Compilation", which is the masterpiece of an imperial doctor in the Qing Dynasty. Yuan Yu, do you know?"

  Wang Yi said: "I don't know, but I have an impression of this book. It was packed in a wooden box at the time, and it seemed to be well preserved..."

   "It's broken, it's hard to miss it!" Yuan Hui's voice suddenly became depressed, "I am afraid that the old gentleman knows the value of this book, alas."

   Soon he was full of energy again: "But he certainly doesn't know that the value is so great, you make sure first, let's not worry, let's make sure together, first make sure that it is indeed Huang Yuanyu's handwriting, and the rest will be studied slowly!"

  Wang Yi secretly said, is it you who has been anxious all the time? Anyway, the book is already in my hands, so I'm not in a hurry.

   He turned on the hands-free, opened WeChat and looked at the picture.

   was the book that Jin Weimin took out of the wooden box at that time, and it was also the most carefully preserved book.

   His eldest brother and father should have known the rarity of this book, but they didn't tell him, so he only knew that this book was obtained by his father with great difficulty, but he didn't know how valuable the book was.

   When he was looking at the pictures, Yuan Hui was still chattering:

   "I'll introduce you to this Master Huang Yuanyu Huang."

"He is really a generational master in our modern medicine - of course there are many people who say that our traditional Chinese medicine is dross and the masters of traditional Chinese medicine are liars. Culture, a healthcare system.”

   "Continue to talk about this Huang Yuanyu. He lived during the Qianlong period. About fifteen years after Qianlong, the emperor fell ill, and the imperial physician at that time was suffering and had no good ideas."

   "Hey, Huang Yuanyu appeared, he would be very famous at that time, so he entered the palace to see the disease, not to mention finding a cure for Qianlong, but also took care of his body."

"Qianlong was conquered by his medical skills, and he was given a plaque with 'Miaowu Qihuang' written on the spot. This plaque is still there, and it was inscribed by Qianlong himself. Quite a few, but not many have been inscribed by the emperor himself."

"If your book is true, then he also has Qianlong's inscription on it. What's going on? Huang Yuanyu died in the 23rd year of Qianlong, and he only lived for about fifty years. The official cause of death was overwork. Qianlong was very sad - and then you notice that the book "Liaofu Ji: Wei Zheng Hui Compilation" is about to appear."

   "Huang Yuanyu wrote eleven books in the first half of his life, among which "Four Sacred Heart Sources" is especially famous. He is known as the founder of a new school of medicine, and he became the ancestor of the military medical center in Shu."

"Then we Chinese pay attention to perfection. The number 11 is not very important, but there are 12 signs of the zodiac, 12 o'clock, 12 months, 12 earthly branches, etc. So he felt bad in his later years, so he summed up the encounters in his life. The incurable diseases that came to him, he wrote the book "Chat Fu Ji Ji Wei Ji Compilation"."

"If "The Four Sacred Heart Sources" is a theoretical work, this "Liaofu Ji: Wei Zhenghui Compilation" is a clinical work, which describes various symptoms and related treatment methods - of course, it is also a secret recipe. already."

   Hearing this, Wang Yi couldn't help but insert a sentence: "Then he described a lot of diseases and remedies, and the book is quite thick."

   "Yes, my brother said that there are 540 kinds of incurable diseases recorded, and some incurable diseases have more than one kind of prescription, and there are thousands of recipes in total!"

  Wang Yi said: "But I still don't understand why it is so valuable. Is it because the recipes described in it are very valuable?"

   Yuan Hui said: "Yes or no, the reasons are very complicated."

"To put it simply, the secret recipes are indeed quite valuable. Fifteen years ago, in 2007, a medical book by Ren Xigeng, an imperial physician in the late Qing Dynasty, describing 50 secret recipes was auctioned for 2 million yuan. Now in the past 15 years, the value must be doubled."

   "And that's just Ren Xigeng's medical book. Ren Xigeng is far away from Huang Yuanyu, so Huang Yuanyu's secret recipe is naturally more expensive."

   "But this is not the main reason. The main reason is that it has cultural relic value. First, this "Chat Fu Ji Ji Wei Zheng Hui Compilation" was handwritten by Huang Yuanyu, and this book has not been published..."

   "Understood, there are secret recipes inside." Wang Yi said.

  Yuan Hui said: "No, it was Huang Yuanyu who read it to Emperor Qianlong after the book was completed - this is quite funny, you know that Qianlong loved to write poems, right?"

   "I know," this is considered hot knowledge, Wang Yi said, "He wrote more than 40,000 poems in his life, right?"

   "There are more than 41,800 poems. You can't erase this fraction, because no matter how high-yield other poems are, they have not produced more than 1,800 poems." Yuan Hui said.

   "In this way, you naturally know that Qianlong has to write poems for everything, and his own imperial doctor has worked hard to write a book, and he also wants to write one."

   "As a result, he hasn't written it--maybe he has. In short, he hasn't returned the book to Huang Yuanyu for a long time. Huang Yuanyu passed away!"

   "Then Qianlong was very sad, and he personally gave a plaque of 'benevolence and medicine' to summarize Huang's life, and wrote these four words on the medical book, and finally collected this medical book himself!"

  Wang Yi understood: "Oh, this is Qianlong's collection?"

   "Of course," Yuan Hui said, "so this medical book is very famous even though it has not been printed, because it is recorded on the list of the imperial treasury in the Qing Dynasty."

  Wang Yi asked nervously and expectantly: "Then your senior brother can be sure that the book on my photo is the genuine "Liao Fu Ji Ji Wei Zhan Hui Zuan"?"

   Yuan Hui said: "It is almost certain that the list of the royal collections of the Qing Dynasty is not a menu-style list as you understand it. It is also a classic book with exact descriptions of the royal collections."

"My apprentice said that from your photos, this "Chat Fu Ji - Wei Zheng Hui Compilation" is the one described in the Royal Collection Treasure List. Another Huang Yuanyu has a lot of writing and ink left. He compared the handwriting. It is said that it came from one person.”

   "Of course everything depends on the genuine product. Do you see if you can communicate with that old Chinese doctor? Earn your favorability points first—sigh, you're still young, so what are you doing to slap people in the face?"

   He said and sighed on the other end of the phone.

Wang Yi would rush to look at the real "Chat Fu Ji Ji Wei Zang Hui Zuan" in the space-time room, so he made a distracted gesture and said, "It's alright, alright, I understand, then I'll calm down, I Think about how you can cultivate a relationship with the old doctor, alas, it hurts!"

   "Eggs hurt!" Yuan Hui also sighed over there.

   hung up the phone, and Wang Yi hurried back to the space-time house.

   When he saw these more than ten manuscripts of ancient medical books, he felt that they would be able to sell for some money in 22 years, so they were directly stored in the room of time and space.

   But he didn't expect it.

   A medical book can be worth hundreds of millions!

   This price is still shocking him.

   "Chat Fu Ji Ji Wei Zheng Hui Compilation" is a ruthless character.

In Wang Yi's collection, it can first say to Qi and Zhong, "You lean on the side", then to Yin Yang Zhen, "Don't get in the way, you stinky brother", and then to the first edition of RMB, "I respect it very much." You, but you are not worth it.' Finally, he said to all the collections: I am not targeting anyone, everyone here is garbage!

  Medical books are quietly placed on a shelf.

   "Chat Fu Ji - Wei Zheng Hui Zuan" is still in the wooden box, Wang Yi took out this thick medical book like a dictionary from it.

   He carefully opened the medical book, and on the next page were four words, 'Benevolence, Taoism and Medicine'.

The    font is powerful and nice.

   In addition, there is a five-character quatrain: Three meals a day, thousands of dollars do not buy money. There are infinite things in life, where to find medical Zen.

   These handwritings are completely different from the words on the cover. Wang Yi has never seen Qianlong's calligraphy, but he estimates that this is written by Qianlong. It is followed by a red seal, which should be Qianlong's seal. This guy likes stamping.

   The handwriting is the same as the cover again when you turn down the page. There are red pen punctuation marks and some simple comments on it. The handwriting is different. Obviously, it has passed through the hands of many people.

   He turned over and saw a half-blank page on a page with another five-character quatrain on it:

   A book of medicine for the heart, a thousand pieces of gold can help the world. There are many sufferings in the world, and the world is healthy and strong.

   Needless to say, it is another poem by Qianlong!

  Continue to turn and still have it, this time it is a seven-character quatrain: medicine wrapped in medical books is full of dust, and it is easy to bring spring again in a year. Only now how much the old and sick know, it is not that the world has not yet kissed.

  Wang Yi is over.

  Nianglie, didn't Qianlong read this book and write poems while reading it?

   He turned to a five-character quatrain at the end. This time the theme was changed, and he wrote:

  Life is like fallen leaves, and years are like quicksand. When they meet, they are speechless, when will they see the horizon.

   This time with the signature, Shiquan old man.

  Wang Yi knew that the old man Shiquan was Qianlong's self-name, or his old age. By contacting this poem, he should be able to conclude that Qianlong saw this book in his later years and thought of the old man, and wrote this poem with a sigh.

okay.

confirmed.

   This is one hundred million, no, this is "Chat Fu Ji Ji Wei Zhan Hui Compilation"!

Moreover, previous collectors absolutely know its value, which is why it has been preserved so well, especially the few pieces of paper inscribed on Qianlong's poems. For pest control.

   After carefully reading it, he carefully put it back, and when he went out, he quickly checked how to preserve the ancient book.

   Then he called Qiu Danian: "I'll arrange for you to do something. Forget it, first ask the person you asked you to check how is it?"

  Qiu Danian said: "I found it, Liu Dabiao, the gangster leader in your hometown in the 1980s was beaten in 1983."

   Hearing this, Wang Yi immediately felt relieved.

   This grandson is really not a good bird!

   He guessed that this kind of person would not survive 83 years: Liu Dabiao and his subordinates carry guns with them and draw knives at every turn. These people are definitely evil forces!

   He quickly asked: "Then why was he shot down for what crime?"

Qiu Danian said embarrassedly: "The matter is a little far away, it has been more than 40 years, and the person I am looking for only knows his general situation, but he does not know the specific information. The island's mangrove island is related."

   "Anyway, I'll check it out in detail. I asked a small supermarket owner who moved to the city on Shuihua Island. He doesn't know much about his hometown."

  Wang Yi said: "You didn't let him contact his family to ask?"

Qiu Danian said: "Oh, I didn't make it clear, this is what he asked his relatives in his hometown. He didn't know much about Liu Dabiao. He just heard the old man mention that there was such a person in the village. to forty."

"He called an uncle at home to find out, but he didn't know what happened to Liu Dabiao, because Liu Dabiao was arrested outside the village, and the village didn't know it. Then rumors spread, and it was said that he was The matter is related to Mangrove Island."

  Mangrove Island? Wang Yi nodded after remembering the place.

   He asked Qiu Danian to continue to investigate this matter, but Qiu Danian told him that it would be difficult, because it is best to investigate this matter through people from the public security system, who have no resources in this regard.

   is right.

   Then Wang Yi thought of Yuan Hui.

   He asked Qiu Danian to continue to check Liu Dabiao's information, and assigned him a new task:

"Remember, buy me something, musk, rue, pepper, mothballs, activated charcoal. Forget it, I'll buy the pepper myself, and you ask Dunzi to drive to the Jiawang supermarket in the industrial park to get something for Mr. Yuan send it over..."

   He couldn't help but pat his head when he said this.

   Mother.

   I called Yuan Hui just now and asked the other party to take the initiative away. He hasn't said the business yet, and he hasn't asked Yuan Hui to find a psychiatrist to analyze Qiu Weishui's psychological condition!

   This is simple, he left a message to Yuan Hui again, Yuan Hui was very enthusiastic: You asked your assistant to bring the things over, I will find the doctor myself, and I will give you the results today!

  Wang Yi is not so anxious, but this kind of thing must be the sooner the better.

  Yuan Hui brought the topic back to "Chat Fu Ji Ji Wei Zang Hui Compilation", he asked Wang Yi to focus on this book, and he was also Wang Yi's assistant during this period.

   He knew very well that once "Chat Fu Ji Ji Wei Zang Hui Compilation" was sold, even if he just sipped the soup, he would be able to get fat for several laps.

   Wang Yi was overjoyed when he heard this.

   God is so kind to himself!

   Send pillows when you doze off, pie when you are hungry, and Qiuwei water when you miss your daughter-in-law!

   He immediately followed Yuan Hui's words and mentioned Liu Dabiao, and asked Yuan Hui to find a friend in the public security system to find out what happened to Liu Dabiao back then.

   Although Yuan Hui didn't understand why he wanted to investigate a man who had been dead for nearly 40 years, he still agreed.

   Wang Yi is very happy.

   Bai earns an assistant, so that he will not be in a hurry to take out "Chat Fu Ji · Wei Zheng Hui Compilation", and deal with old objects such as yin and yang shocks first.

  Thinking of making money, he thought of Li Laogu on Duobao Island.

   So he wanted to call Yuan Hui again to ask about Red Coral, but after thinking about it, he gave up.

  Red coral carvings are definitely valuable, but not very valuable, and Li Laogu is so tight on the red coral in his hand that he may not be able to get it, so it is better not to ask.

   He moved the things that Qiu Danian and Dunzi bought into the space-time house, and then went out of the warehouse to find Sun Zhengnan for dinner.

  Since you are in the city, you must have a meal in the city.

  No one cares, we have to eat and drink!

   As a result, Sun Zhengnan has a principle to blame others. He must wait until the last public boat stops sailing to make sure that Liu Dabiao and others will not come before he is willing to eat.

  Wang Yi has no idea, how can any restaurant open at 9 o'clock in the evening this year?

   He had to find a restaurant nearby. Fortunately, there was definitely no shortage of places to eat in a place like the pier. He searched and found a small restaurant that made mutton stew, and he could see the big ship on the pier docking.

  This is a shed-style food stall built of wood and plastic tarpaulin.

   There are several words painted with paint on the signboard: Dock Canteen.

  Wang Yi dragged Sun Zhengnan to the door and asked, "Comrade, does your cafeteria entertain passengers?"

   A middle-aged man in a white apron raised his head and smiled: "Entertainment, why not entertain? As long as it is our workers and peasants, we will entertain them, and we don't need food stamps. We are self-employed, and we only need money!"

  The economy is getting more and more dynamic.

  Wang Yi took a look inside. There are still few people willing to go to the restaurant, and there are not many guests on the pier. There are only two people sitting at the dozen or so tables in the shed.

   He smelled mutton, so he went in and asked, "Do you have mutton soup here?"

   "Yes, mutton stewed biscuits, big pieces of meat are piping hot and delicious."

   "Lamb braised biscuits? How much is a bowl?" Wang Yi wanted to ask if there was any lamb kidney or something, but I was embarrassed.

   The boss smiled and said, "The big bowl is 1 yuan and 70 cents, the small bowl is 1 yuan, and a sesame cake is 20 cents."

  Wang Yi turned to look at Sun Zhengnan and nodded to him.

   He meant to ask Sun Zhengnan how many bowls to eat, but Sun Zhengnan misunderstood and thought he would come to bargain.

  Sun Zhengnan is taciturn and introverted. He doesn't like to bargain when he buys things, but his execution is very strong. Wang Yi gave him an order, and he can only do it.

So he hesitated and said, "Big brother is expensive, how much is a pound of mutton? Now pork is less than one pound and five, and mutton is a little cheaper than pork, so it's at most one pound, right? Do you have a pound of mutton in a bowl? "

   In this era, mutton is a little cheaper than pork, which is also a feature of the times. It has been like this since the mid-1970s. When pork was 85 cents per pound, mutton was 70 cents.

  The reason is simple, mutton is not as fragrant as pork, pork has fat, and it is more fragrant when it is fried and fried, which is more popular among the people.

   And the mutton is not only not fragrant enough, but also has a smell of mutton. Many people on the outer islands can't smell it, let alone eat it.

   The boss smiled and said: "Young man can bargain, but you are wrong to say that. Although we only open the restaurant to serve the people, we can't lose money."

   "If I really give you a pound of mutton in a bowl, what will I earn? Water, ingredients, cakes, craftsmanship, isn't it all money? Besides, you can't eat a pound of mutton..."

   "Five catties can be eaten." Sun Zhengnan said.

   The boss said, "And what about soup and pancakes? Who only eats mutton? People who own a credit union don't dare to eat like this, right?"

   Then he took another step back: "I'll give you 20 cents cheaper at the checkout later, how much do you eat?"

  Wang Yi felt that the price was a good deal. After all, he didn't want meat and rice tickets, so he said directly: "Then let each person have a bowl first, a large bowl per person, and put ten fires on the fire."

  Sun Zhengnan can eat, he knows this very well.

   They found a table and sat down.

   There are four middle-aged people at the table next to them, and they are discussing enthusiastically: "...Argentina and England have fought, and now Argentina has sunk a destroyer and two planes in England, and the Labour Party in England is scolding her mother."

   "Argentina is fine, these imperialists have to be beaten hard! But the U.S. empire seems to be on the wrong side of the line? These bastards!"

   "Vice President Bush of the US Empire has come to our country. They said that their President Ronald Reagan will also come in the future?"

   "I'll talk about these things at home, not outside, talk about TV, "Journey to the West" is going to be filmed? I read the news that Comrade Wan Li is going to inspect, this TV will definitely be popular..."

   "That's for sure. I read "Popular Movies" and said that "Crazy Black Chicken Country" will be filmed first, and then it will be released this year. Then we will go to our director's house to watch TV together..."

  Wang Yi was listening to the discussion of the four people when two big bowls were brought up, which attracted his attention.

  The bowl is filled with steaming mutton soup. Pieces of mutton are cut into the size of the thumb belly. Oil stars and green coriander are floating on the soup. When it is served, the smell of pepper powder is oncoming.

   "Gugu, Gugu." Sun Zhengnan's stomach suddenly growled.

  Wang Yi waved: "Eat, hurry up and feed the toads!"

  Sun Zhengnan grinned, picked up a bowl about the size of his head, lowered his head and pulled the mutton into his mouth.

Wang Yi calmly took a breath and drank the mutton soup, he said: "Don't rush to drink the soup and eat the meat, it's too hot, put the cake in it, this cake is cold, soak it for a while and wait for it to be moist before eating, um , the taste is okay."

  The biscuits are hot, and the owner bakes them at home. The pancake people are very skilled. The biscuits are crispy on the outside and soft in several layers. Immediately after soaking in sheep soup, it tastes delicious.

  Wang Yi saw that he had overturned the car, so he decided to shut up and eat honestly.

   Now the mutton soup has a lot of stinky smell, maybe it's because the pepper and coriander are used less.

   After all, coriander is not officially on the market now, and the price is quite expensive, and the seasoning of pepper has to be purchased with a ticket now, which is also very precious.

   But serious mutton has a strong aroma after all. Wang Yi took a sip of the mutton soup like this, and after suppressing the taint, there was a meaty and coriander fragrance, and the warmth in his stomach made people strangely satisfied.

   Only the mutton was boring after all, he called the boss and asked, "Is there any other dishes besides this?"

  The boss said: "Yes, my shop specializes in sheep goods, you order, I can do it."

  Wang Yi said: "Leeks are delicious now, let's stir-fry sheep blood with leeks."

   "You can eat it, this dish is absolutely delicious now, and the addition of leeks and sheep blood is aphrodisiac!" The boss praised.

   Wang Yi said, "Is there a waist flower? Stir fry one?"

   "Let's stir-fry one! Definitely stir-fry one, you can eat it, little comrade, this lamb kidney is more aphrodisiac!" The boss praised again.

  Wang Yi thinks a bit more.

  Sun Zhengnan hurriedly stopped him: "Don't order it, Teacher Wang, that's enough, this is enough for us, and these biscuits, too many!"

  Wang Yi knew today that the medical books in his hand were very valuable, and he wanted to celebrate. Besides, it didn't cost a lot of money. Besides, he still wanted to make up for it seriously!

  Man who doesn't want to make up for it?

   (end of this chapter)

Chapter end