After seeing off Yao Shang and his wife, Wen Liang and the others were not sleepy either, so they went to a noodle shop called Lao Chen in Changqiao Town under the leadership of Ye Zhiwei to try some new food. Usually, such noodle shops open at 6 a.m., and Lao Ye has been very familiar with the people in the past few months. He went up to knock on the door, chatted with the boss for a few words, and then welcomed a few people in.
The noodle shop was not big, but very clean. Seven or eight tables and a counter filled the room. The boss was a fat boy with two dimples when he smiled, which fully reflected the spirit of harmony and wealth. He asked Wen Liang and others to sit wherever they wanted, and hurriedly lifted the curtain of the aisle and went back to the stove to make soup.
Speaking of Wuzhou's soup, it is different from the "pot" of Lingnan people and the "boil" of northern people. Different ingredients are used according to the noodles. For example, the three most commonly eaten noodles, braised meat noodles, eel noodles and fried fish noodles, mostly use chicken, pork, bones, eel bones, fish scales and other ingredients, add water to boil, stew until crispy, then hang out the clear soup and pour it on the noodles. It tastes crispy and tender, fresh and sweet. The secret is actually all in this pot of soup.
While waiting, Wen Liang, An Yefan and the other two carefully discussed the situation they were going to deal with next, and told them to be cautious and not to be complacent because they thought they had a sure win. Although Wei Yan and Ning Xi were arranged to act in two different ways, one bright and one dark, Biluochun had already gone from being a pawn to a talent, and there was no need to worry about the future, but it was better to be safe than sorry, and if one was not careful, he might be eaten.
An Baoqing knew that Wen Liang was determined to leave, but he still tried to persuade him to stay one last time, saying, "Young Master Wen, why don't you stay for a few more days and wait until the situation stabilizes before returning to Qingzhou."
"You are in charge of the overall situation in Wujiang, and Old Ye is there to deal with the people coming to inspect. Teacher Fan is the best at publicity. There is not much point for me to stay... Besides," Wen Liang said with a smile, "I sneaked to Suhai, but I haven't asked for leave from the class teacher. Are you going to take the blame for my absence?"
Everyone laughed. An Baoqing knew that he had other important matters to attend to in Qingzhou, so he stopped trying to keep him. He slammed the table and shouted, "Boss, are the noodles ready?"
"Come on, come on!"
A woman in plain clothes came out of the kitchen and wiped the table with swift hands and feet. Before he could ask, Ye Zhiwei had already ordered the dishes with ease: "Boss lady, four bowls of noodles, Yangchun, fish noodles, meat noodles, and another bowl of fish and meat with two toppings. Remember, the meat should be skinned and the fish should be belly-cooked. There should be more soup and less noodles... Wen Shao doesn't mind green onions, right? Yes, some green onions too, and the toppings should be put separately..."
"I'd like to come..." The graceful and long Wuzhou dialect is imbued with the unique charm of the Jiangnan water town. It sounds very interesting from the mouth of this pretty woman, "Two bowls of noodles with original color, red and two fresh powder, thick soup and light noodles, heavy green crossing the bridge..."
Wen Liang had come to Su Hai in his previous life after 2005. At that time, it was rare to hear such traditional "Xiang Tang". Unexpectedly, it was opened in the early morning of this winter. When the proprietress entered the inner room, Wen Liang asked with interest: "What is 2-2 bowls?"
"Two twos make four. The pronunciation of four doesn't sound good, so we came up with a trick."
"Bring noodles, these natural colors?"
"The word 'stripes' refers to meat noodles, the word 'original color' refers to fish, and without the toppings, it's naturally 'Yangchun'..."
Speaking of these folk stories, no one can speak better than Ye Zhiwei. After telling several historical stories related to noodles, the exquisiteness of the food makes people want to drool and eat with relish. After a while, the proprietress came quickly with a tray in one hand and placed four bowls of noodles in front of everyone. She was very steady and neat, without spilling even a drop of noodle soup, which made Wen Liang and others applaud.
The hot noodles gave off an enticing aroma. Wen Liang was eating fish noodles, which were topped with shiny golden fried fish, with thinly shredded ginger faintly visible in between. He sprinkled some pepper on the noodles. He turned the noodles over and took a sip of the soup from the bowl. The delicious taste went down his throat, immediately whetting his appetite.
In just a few minutes, the whole bowl of noodles, including the soup, was finished. Only then did Wen Liang know what real Su noodles tasted like. Compared with those famous noodle shops in later generations, the Lao Chen Noodle Shop in this small Changqiao town was even better.
After paying the bill, he walked out of the noodle shop contentedly and stopped on the arch bridge at the edge of the town. The distant horizon was filled with thousands of dazzling lights. Dots of blue could be seen in the gray sky. The trickling stream flowed over the ankle-high gravel. The swaying reeds seemed to be playing a Wuzhou tune along with the waves of Taihu Lake. Noisy voices began to be heard everywhere, chickens crowing, dogs barking, and the fields were crisscrossed. It was another morning scene in the south of the Yangtze River, and another day of melancholy in life.
Although this place is nice, it is not my hometown.
It's time to go!
The black Land Rover drove slowly towards Qingzhou along the same road they came from. Wen Liang leaned back in the back seat and said, "Call me when we get there," then fell into a deep sleep without waiting for a reply from Dushe.
Although he had been in Wujiang for only one day, he was able to travel thousands of miles, enter and break the game, from Donghe to Wuzhou. With quick wit and decisiveness, Wen Liang stepped into Su Hai's treacherous chessboard and forged a dangerous path to victory. The physical strength and energy he expended was no less than a battle with Zuo Si Xu Jining that surpassed quantity and time.
There was no conversation along the way. At 3pm, Qingzhou was already in sight. When they reached the outer ring road leading into the city, a Porsche suddenly appeared from nowhere, did a beautiful tailspin and stopped sideways in the middle of the road. Viper quickly stepped on the brakes and barely stopped two meters away. Wen Liang was thrown up by inertia in his sleep and hit the front seat heavily, leaving a black bruise on his forehead.
Viper was such a ruthless character, but he was scared half to death by this. It wasn't that he was afraid of a collision with the Porsche, but he knew how important Wen Liang was in the eyes of Lord An Bao. Not to mention being hit like this, even if a hair fell off, he would be furious.
Viper jumped out of the car, raised the brim of his hat, his cold eyes revealed a chilling light, and he walked towards the Porsche with his left hand behind his back. He knew that the person in the car must be rich or noble, and that he might not end well if he provoked him, but Viper's life belonged to the Security Minister, and he was least afraid of death!
Unexpectedly, just after taking a few steps, a gentle voice came from behind: "Viper, come back!"
Viper looked back and saw Wen Liang jumping out of the back door, leaning against the car, rubbing his forehead with his hand, looking unhappy. Just as Viper was puzzled, the door of the Porsche opened, and a woman in a light-colored windbreaker and sunglasses came out, smiling and saying to Wen Liang: "Oh, Mr. Wen, I went to Suhai, how did you get a bloody head?"
Seeing Ning Xi go crazy as soon as she touched the car, Wen Liang no longer had the energy to complain. He raised his right middle finger and said calmly, "Your sister!"
If Ning Xiaoning knew that she was shot even when she was lying down, I wonder if she would burst into tears...
Letting Viper drive back to Qingzhou by himself, Wen Liang glared at Ning Xi and said, "What did you promise me last time? If you dare drive like crazy again, I'll have someone steal your Porsche and throw it to a scrapyard for disposal!"
Ning Xi chuckled and said, "I firmly believe this. With a Qingzhou Road boss as his henchman, let alone stealing my car, even if they kidnapped my people, it would only take you a word, right?"
Ning Xi was indeed very powerful. It seemed that she already knew that Wen Liang's friend in Suhai was An Baoqing, and she had also found out his identity. However, from the moment Wen Liang called her, she had never thought of hiding it from her. It was not that she didn't want to, but with Ning Xi's intelligence, it was impossible to hide it.
"Girls, can you be more reserved? Why are you tying up your people?" Wen Liang said contemptuously, "I'm interested in cars, not people! Tying you up? How can your little body with only three or two pounds of flesh be worth more than scrap metal?"
Ning Xi took off her sunglasses, and her beautiful face once again appeared in front of Wen Liang. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her slender jade fingers were on her lips. She showed a shy expression and said in a tone that seduced the little boy, "Silly boy, whether it's worth it or not, you will know if you try to tie it once.
Wen Liang covered his forehead, narrowed his eyes, walked around Ning Xi twice, and said with a smile: "Boss Ning, today you couldn't wait to come to the intersection to block me, and then you passionately tried to seduce minors to commit crimes. What is your intention? Well... I guess you were fascinated by my wise and brave performance in Su Hai, and wanted to pledge yourself to me and offer yourself to me..."
"Ah!"
Comparing shamelessness with Uncle Wen is like hitting a rock with an egg. Ning Xi put away her smile and invited Wen Liang to go for a walk along the ridges on both sides of the road. The two walked back and forth, and the cold wind blew in their faces. Ning Xi, who was walking in front, suddenly turned back, put her hands in the pockets of her windbreaker, walked backwards, and said: "Today, Suhai Province will submit a report to the State Council in the name of the Provincial Party Committee and the Provincial Government, inviting the State Council, the State Council for Restructuring the Economic System, the State Economic and Trade Commission, the State Planning Commission, and the Audit Department to form a joint inspection team to conduct a comprehensive investigation and evaluation of Suhai's quantitative reforms in recent years..."
This was expected. After receiving the report from Wei Yan and the instigation from Ning Xi's mysterious friend yesterday, Wei Qiwen should have made up his mind. However, Secretary Wei was really decisive to send an invitation to the State Council today!
Just as Wen Liang said when teasing Yao Shang, as long as you find the right path, seemingly difficult problems will immediately become simple.
The fundamental reason why Wei Qiwen was caught in a dilemma and at a loss in the face of this attack was that the attitude of the upper echelons was vague. Even he did not know whether insisting on reform was the only way to keep his power in the face of the overwhelming impact.
And Wen Liang, through Ning Xi, through Ning Xi's omnipotent friend, gave Wei Qiwen confidence.
In other words, he had no other choice but to believe this!
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