In the half hour after the group photo, Comrade Yang Feng became half of the protagonist, and the leaders of various units also got to know him again.

Of course, the focus of the group meeting will eventually be shifted to the secretary's family.

Yang Feng sat back in his position with satisfaction, he is a man who values honor more than life, and is valued by leaders and colleagues, which makes him feel very relieved.

Of course, the Chinese of this era are like this, just like the contemporary Americans and Koreans worship money more than life, and from a secular point of view, before the 80s, the Chinese with honors almost had a qiē, whether in the factory, in school, in politics or in the countryside, with the praise of superiors, with a high level of honor, doing life things will be much smoother.

Xiao Cheng sat back in his position full of suspicion and confusion, and thought hard about how Yang Rui was anti-customer-oriented.

After drinking another round of tea and wine, the secretary's wife beckoned Yang Rui and said with a smile: "You come to the house to pay New Year's greetings, I don't have anything ready to greet you, this New Year's money is for you to take, I wish you success in your studies and a smooth life."

Yang Rui was stunned for a moment, then took it directly and said, "Thank you, Auntie."

There was no excuse as usual, which made the secretary's wife a little uncomfortable, but she just smiled and continued to walk in front of the other child, and then sent red envelopes and blessings.

The people who came to pay New Year's greetings took a look, and they had to give the rhythm of the New Year's money, and they didn't say it, and they all hurried to pay for it.

After a while, Yang Rui's hand was full of banknotes, the more had 10 yuan, the less had 2 yuan, and 5 yuan was the most.

Even in Nanhu City, two yuan is very large, and five yuan and ten yuan are the highest denomination banknotes, which are not even common in rural areas today.

In this era when a bottle of Moutai is only a dozen yuan, those who can easily stuff five or ten pieces are also the leaders of the Niucha Bureau.

gave Yang Rui 10 yuan, and when he came to Xiaocheng, he was naturally more generous.

At this time, 20 yuan was already a start, Yang Rui watched a certain leader stuff a thick stack of real banknotes into Xiao Cheng's hand, and then 'touched' and 'touched' his head: "This is the New Year's money that your Uncle Wu gave you, study hard in the future, and strive to be admitted to Peking University."

Xiao Cheng was immediately impressed.

In this scene, Yang Feng, who gave up his small family for everyone, would not show a different shape, took out twenty yuan and gave it to Xiaocheng, and then gave two yuan to each of the other children, sat back next to Yang Rui, and asked, "How much did the secretary give?"

Yang Rui opened the red envelope and looked at it, and said, "Two pieces."

The corners of Yang Feng's mouth 'twitched' and muttered: The appetite is really big.

Yang Rui looked at it secretly.

After all, the parents who came with their children were a minority, and the total number of children present was about ten children, and the secretary gave 2 yuan each, which is equivalent to more than 20 yuan.

However, it was all the New Year's greeters who gave the secretary's son a red envelope, with as little as twenty or thirty yuan per person, and as much as tens of yuan.

Such a blatant gift has indeed created a precedent for Nanhu City.

In the past few years, although the leaders also received gifts for weddings and funerals, the scale was much smaller, and people would at least set up a banquet, which meant it.

Although Xiao Cheng handed over most of the money, he also had some 'draw' in his hand, and he was in a much better mood, and when he sent the "uncles and aunts" out of the 'door' and then to Yang Rui, he stopped him and said with a smile: "Yang Rui, I invite you and Wu Qian to dinner, I am now the master of the money."

Xiao Cheng patted his chest, which attracted good-natured laughter from several people around him.

At this time, he called himself a master, but it was a good joke.

Yang Rui was stunned for a moment and said, "Do you know Wu Qian?"

"I met today, let's have a meal, don't you get acquainted." Xiao Cheng's eyes flashed with the eagerness unique to young people, and he said: "I want to take some scriptures from you and listen to you talk about the college entrance examination."

Looking at the way he looks, it seems that he doesn't care at all about the story that happened an hour ago.

Or, it was Wu Qian's attraction that outweighed Yang Rui's threat.

In the room, the secretary of the municipal party committee heard the college entrance examination, but walked out, and said with a gentle smile: "Yang Rui, if you are not busy, just talk to our family Xiaochengduo, let him know what the college entrance examination is all about, so as not to laugh all day long and waste his homework.

Even if it is the secretary of the municipal party committee, but in the process of the college entrance examination, what can be done is actually limited.People who are not particularly persistent will generally take the conventional way, find the best teacher to help with tutoring, provide the best learning environment, and buy some Chinese herbal 'medicine' that can improve learning efficiency, which is probably the limit of what parents can do.

Yang Feng didn't care about whether Yang Rui had time or anything, in his opinion, chatting was entertainment, so he laughed loudly: "The little rabbit cub is idle all over lice when he goes home, if there is anything busy, let them go, just ask."

In a word, Yang Feng sold his son.

Other people are 'very' envious, and they all think that Yang Feng can have such a son to sell, which is really happy.

Yang Rui pursed his lips and said indispensably: "Then let's talk while walking."

"Okay, you young people go play, have fun." The secretary of the municipal party committee waved his hand freely.

Yang Rui called Wu Qian, went out of the 'door', turned around, and then went to the public to 'hand' the car.

In this process, Yang Rui didn't say a word, and Wu Qian was curious. [,!] wide open eyes.

Xiao Cheng kept smiling at first, very steady.The car got farther away, Xiao Cheng frowned, and said, "You don't ask where to go?"

Yang Rui glanced at him with his thin arms and thin legs, and said, "Whatever."

Xiaocheng wants to lose his temper, but he really can't say it.

"Get off the station and get off the train." Xiao Cheng 'licked' 'licked' his mouth and 'lips' and stood by the 'door'.

Wu Qian saw that Yang Rui also stood over, and hurriedly turned around.

Yang Rui 'straightened' his waist, as if catching a basketball, and hugged Wu Qian.

The soft fragrance and warm 'jade' entered his arms, and Yang Rui couldn't help but tremble: It's really big!

Despite the cotton clothes, Yang Rui can also feel the softness between the 'chest' arms, and he can't help but make a depiction in his mind, and by the way, he came to a 3D model.

Yang Rui looked down at Wu Qian, who was flushed, and let her go gently, thinking: What a strange 'girl' who hides her skills and fame!

"Get out of the car." Xiao Cheng saw this scene, inexplicably sad, and after getting out of the car, he didn't say a word, and first found a public telephone to dial.

Although it was not as common as it was in the 90s, in the city center of 84, shops and the like were still indispensable for public telephones.

In some places, these pay phones make more money than selling newspapers and magazines.

The unit of three or five 'cents' a minute makes people have to pinch the meter to speak, and the words before dialing the phone are like telegrams.

Of course, today's Xiaocheng classmate is like a local tyrant, after he picked up the phone, he didn't look at the time, chatted for five or six minutes, and then generously threw out a 10 yuan unity, glanced at Wu Qian, and said: "I called two friends, eat together, and then go ice skating."

Yang Rui raised his hand to look at the time and said, "I'm going back in the afternoon, so I'll find a store nearby."

After speaking, he didn't care about Xiaocheng, and walked into the nearest 'spring' and building.

"Spring" and Lou is a famous restaurant in Nanhu City, which was relocated from Yangzhou in the early years, and was once one of the best hotels in Nanhu City.

Yang Rui took the menu from the 'door' and found a table with a tablecloth to sit down, and Xiao Cheng caught up with him, and hurriedly said: "They all said that I want to find friends to eat, let's not eat here."

"Then you can go somewhere else." Yang Rui ignores Xiao Cheng.

Wu Qian also smiled and sat next to Yang Rui.

Xiao Cheng was helpless, he could use his father to threaten Yang Rui, but it was 'very' boring to think about it, and after his brain was flying, he held back a big move and said: "You want to eat here, I won't pay, you pay the bill yourself."

Yang Rui raised his eyebrows and began to write the name of the dish on a small piece of paper.

Fortunately, there are still '' in restaurants and chefs now, and there are no 'messy' things such as gutter oil, on the other hand, the chef skills of this state-run hotel are still top-notch, and if the order is correct, the taste is also good.

For example, restaurants like 'Chun' and Lou specialize in Huaiyang cuisine, although they also sell popular Sichuan dishes such as mapo tofu, but if you order it, don't expect to be served by a senior chef, it would be good to be trained by the apprentices of the three chefs.

Yang Rui's experience is to order classic dishes that challenge 'sex', such as if you want to eat tofu, you can order Wensi tofu, this dish involves cutting tofu into thin strips, shiitake mushrooms into thin strips, winter bamboo shoots into thin strips, 'chicken' breast and 'meat' into thin strips, cooked 'legs' into thin strips, and finally boiled into a bowl of soft but not rotten soup.

Just a little knife work, not enough top chefs don't want to touch this dish, the mastery of the heat is even more difficult for countless people, and even if the chef of 'Chun' and Lou is lazy, he must be 'fine' when he sees this dish, otherwise he will be scolded by the customer, and he will lose the face of the special chef.

Of course, a dish like Wensi tofu is also expensive enough, a two-fist bowl of soup costs 4 yuan, which is as high as the price of a bowl of braised 'meat', and normal people will not order it.

From Yang Rui's point of view, 30 years later, a bowl of braised 'meat' is tens of yuan, but a bowl of Wensi tofu dares to sell for nearly 1,000 yuan.

Naturally, he also has a lot of money, and 4 yuan is also one-tenth of the monthly salary of ordinary workers.

In about a quarter of an hour, the two waiters worked together to bring Yang Rui three dishes first.

Xiao Cheng often goes out to eat with his friends, and at this time he can't help but be surprised: "It's so fast."

Another table in the hall also shouted: "Why did you serve them first, what about our dishes?"

The two waiters, one old and one young, the older one listened to the sound and recognized the position, and turned his head to the lion's roar: "What is it called! This is done by Master Yuan himself, please go if you have the ability."

Turning his head, he lowered his tone again, but still said in a rough voice: "The chef asked me to ask you if Wen Si tofu is done well.

Yang Rui blinked, tasted Wensi tofu first, gave a thumbs up and said, "It melts in your mouth, it's good", and then asked: "Chong carp head is a common material, how can there be none?"

The young waiter said softly: "Master Yuan said that the braised silver carp head in Huaiyang cuisine needs more than 5 catties of fish head, and it can't be signed."

Wu Qian was surprised and said: "Where to find 5 catties. [,!] on the fish head?"

"It's in the reservoir, and the little 'Mao' went on a motorcycle and came back in a while."

The two waiters turned around to report, leaving Xiao Cheng with a suspicious face and asked with wide eyes: "Do you know Yuan Coal Zi of 'Chun' and Lou?"

"What?"

"Master Yuan, he came out of the coal mine, and he also took the people of 'Chun' and Lou to Beijing and did a state banquet, don't you know?"

Yang Rui said "oh", raised the soup spoon, and said with a smile: "Eat it while it's hot, and if it's cold, it'll be wasted."

Xiao Cheng's heart was full of suspicion, like a cat scratching, and he couldn't help asking, "Who are you?"

Yang Rui waved his hand: "You don't understand."

Xiao Cheng was shocked, and had more doubts about Yang Rui's identity, thinking: It is said that Master Yuan knows the central leadership, Yang Rui is studying at Peking University, and he knows Master Yuan, will he also know someone?...... Do you want to go home and talk about this? No, this is to increase the morale of others and destroy your own prestige...... But if he really knows someone, and I find someone to beat him, then I'm in trouble.

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