This morning, Xu Damao sat next to the fireplace with a cup of tea, and it was very rare that he didn't go out for a walk.

He was thinking about the situation of those factories he had learned recently, and there was no shortcut here.

After thinking about it for a while, Xu Damao let out a deep breath.

To sum up two words, that is, "no chance".

Take the towel factory that can no longer pay any salary for example. They would rather rely on the designated loans given by their leaders.

Or that little bit of insignificant local financial subsidies will never be sold.

This is not only the leader's business, but many workers below will not easily agree.

They cannot accept themselves from national employees to private employees because the gap in this is too big.

Another way is to hang under a large factory, but this is unacceptable to Xu Damao.

Apart from paying a lot of "necessary" fees every year, you can't do your business too much.

Such a thing that can't be lost on Xu Damao's head, but a certain degree of dispute is absolutely indispensable.

If you don’t do it well, it will also affect your reputation, which is really a matter of not being worth the effort.

Xu Damao suddenly felt a little bored and decided to enjoy the nearby specialty food during this period.

When you can go to the mountains to hunt, go and have a good time for a few days, and then withdraw your troops and return to the camp.

As for the house, just stay here, and when you come here to play, you will have a place to stay.

Xu Damao read books in front of the fireplace in the morning to tease the dog, and went out at noon to eat a more luxurious dish in this era.

"Shrimp white meat".

"Shrimp white meat", also known as shredded white meat, uses pork fat as the ingredient, and is fried by hanging lake.

Some are cooked by shredding, while others are made by hanging cream.

The recipe for eating today by Xu Damao is really luxurious in this era when fatty meat is the leader in meat food.

When he ordered the food, the waiter looked at him, as if he was watching a prodigal son.

While eating, the guests around him looked at him whispering, as if he had made some mistakes.

Xu Damao ignored their eyes, but although this dish tastes crispy and sweet, fat but not greasy.

But he would only eat this time because this famous dish made him feel like he was eating sprinkled with sugar bean oil residue.

At noon the next day, Xu Damao had a traditional East Three Province dish, "three kinds of sauté".

It is made of three kinds of pigs, fat intestines, big belly, and pork liver, and has a strong taste and is smooth and smooth.

On the third day, I ate "cooked yellow vegetables", which is also a special dish of the era.

The crispy yellow vegetables are also a shredded dish. Bring the eggs apart, add wet starch, spread them into pancakes, then change to a knife and fry them, and finally boil sugar and pull them into shreds.

On the fourth day, I tasted "Northeast Cherry Meat". The method of making cherry meat in Northeast China is to diced with the ridge of the pig.

After hanging the lake, it is fried and made with tomato sauce. It looks like cherries and tastes sweet and sour.

On the fifth day, I wandered around for a long time but couldn't eat the food he wanted, so I had to deal with it casually.

On the sixth day, I went to several restaurants, and finally one restaurant agreed to make the dish for him.

"Snow Mian Bean Paste" is one of the famous dishes at the imperial banquets of the pseudo-dynasty palace.

Put the bean paste into a ball, coat it with the beaten egg whites, fry until the skin is slightly yellow, and sprinkle with white sugar.

It looks quite simple, but it is the dish that chefs are most afraid of ordering nowadays.

Because it requires whipping of protein, and it needs to be beaten until the fastest can stand in the middle and keep falling.

There is no egg beater at this time. You can only rely on a pair of quicksellers to beat the egg whites. You can't stop in the middle. In the end, you will get cramps after being beaten.

This dish is, and it was only when Xu Damao traveled around many restaurants that he found someone who was willing to make this dish.

(The above dishes are special dishes from the three eastern provinces, and are rarely bought in restaurants now.)

Xu Damao has been busy finding the current special dishes these days, and Zhou Rong and her elder brother's daily correspondence have also come to each other's hands.

Zhou Rong, who chose to stay in Sijiu City for graduate school after graduating from college, was surprised after being told by her elder brother.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Bingkun could meet Teacher Xu and also received help from others.

If the original Zhou Rong was interested in love poems and small lyrics, even to the point of worshipping them.

She now understands that those things can only be considered plus points, and will not help your life P points.

She had long lost the pride from the inside out when she was in the school auditorium. She watched Feng Hua become the pride of reading poetry aloud.

What you are now is just the irritability in life now and the confusion about future work.

Teacher Xu is different. Not to mention his current high position is so disgusting.

The identity of a Red G artist alone will be respected enough no matter where he goes.

At this moment, Feng Huacheng, who had just joined the library, came home from get off work and announced loudly as soon as he entered the door.

"I have signed up for the poetry competition. I am confident that I will avoid the championship. If I can win this time."

"Not only can I get a house smoothly, but my position may also rise."

Zhou Rong said absent-mindedly: "Really, then you must practice more often."

"I've transformed into, I miss Yueyue a little these days, and I want to go back to Jichun to see her."

Feng Huacheng: "If we can get the house smoothly this time, we can take Yueyue over and live there."

Zhou Rong: "I'll go home and take a look. I will definitely come back to cheer you up before your poetry competition."

The next day, Zhou Rong took a leave and took the train to Jichun City.

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Xu Damao came back from looking for perfect food on the street at noon today and filled the fireplace with firewood.

After making a cup of tea, I threw myself on the sofa next to the fireplace.

I picked up the pager that was still at home and saw several new pagers on it.

It was actually a local number, so Xu Damao picked up the phone and went back.

"Will, who called the page just now?"

A giggle came from the other end of the phone immediately. The sound was very familiar. Before Xu Damao could remember who it was, he spoke on the other side.

"You little unscrupulous, I'm here to Jichun to find you. Tell me the address quickly. I'll go warm your bed tonight."

It is the sound of a single shoulder bathing in spring flowers.

Xu Damao: "Why did you come here?"

Mu Chunhua: "To open up the market, Jichun City originally had to line up a little behind."

"But if people miss you, they just put it in front of you. You won't be angry, right?"

Xu Damao told Mu Chunhua about the address. Before he even arrived for half an hour, a knock on the door sounded.

She was the only one outside the door, and Mu Chunhua made herself look like a ball, making her face look smaller.
Chapter completed!