Chapter 107: Entertainment

"What other side dishes are you preparing?" Li Yueting asked.

"Side dishes? What side dishes? We must carry forward the traditional style of hard work and simplicity, and we cannot engage in luxury. Eating well is the most important thing, otherwise, it will leave a bad impression in the head's heart..." Yang Ming said.

"..." Li Yueting was speechless. The cadres went to the countryside to give four dishes and one soup. You are so good. The leader came down and only made pancakes for them to make small fish...

"Why, do you think I'm too extravagant to do this? Well, just paste the pancakes, so little fish can save it." Yang Ming smiled badly.

"Okay! I have no objection, but confidentiality measures must be done well, so that everyone should not know it. It would be better that only you two know..." Li Yueting simply didn't care about Yang Ming and even put on cakes? At that time, I see if you can really take it out.

"Ah?" It was Yang Ming's turn to be depressed this time.

"Didn't the dragon egg be eaten casually yesterday?" Li Yueting said.

"This, a mature person, it is best to have a wife by his side when eating. Before puberty and after menopause, he will not be affected by that kind of influence. Well, he also needs to add a pregnant woman." Yang Ming said a little embarrassedly.

Li Yueting's face turned red. Thinking of the serious crime she suffered last night, she couldn't help but itchy. She took a deep breath and calmed the anger in her chest: "The chief must have passed menopause. Give the chief a dragon egg..."

"He can't finish eating one, and a dragon egg is the size of a football..." Yang Ming said.

"I can't pack it if I can't finish it?" Li Yueting glared at Yang Ming fiercely.

"Uh... OK..." Yang Ming nodded repeatedly.

"What are the effects of eating the eggs of that colorful bird?" Li Yueting asked again.

“Can make people energetic…”

"The leader is busy with all kinds of things every day, and he is busy. Don't you contribute one?" Li Yueting said.

"Ah? Contribute one, contribute one..." Yang Ming nodded repeatedly.

"Why can you contribute enough? Can you take action?" Li Yueting rolled her eyes.

"Then two...three...four are you okay?" Yang Ming was quite depressed: "Four, have you eaten?"

"I can't eat it and pack it..." Li Yueting smiled like a little fox.

"Okay, okay, just pack it..." Yang Ming nodded repeatedly.

"Is your milk very special?" Li Yueting asked.

"Milk enhances physical fitness, goat's milk enhances intelligence, and dog's milk enhances courage." Yang Ming did not hide it.

"It's quite amazing? Where are your fruits? Is there any magical place? I've eaten your fruits these days and feel light all over..." Li Yueting asked again with a surprised look on her face.

"Fruit? Is it delicious? What else can I do?" Yang Ming really didn't know what special things are in his own fruits. It seems that the effects of each fruit are quite comprehensive. Whether it is physical or mental, it has certain strengthening in all aspects. At most, some aspects will be more focused and prominent.

"I don't believe it..." Li Yueting shook her head firmly.

"If you don't believe it, why are you asking?"

"I think you should make these fresh milk and fruits into a big gift package. When the leader returns, let the leader take them back..." Li Yueting said.

"Eat and take it? Then what should they bring me?" Yang Ming said.

"Looking at what you said, it seems that people care about you..." Li Yueting rolled her eyes, "As long as you perform well, the leader will basically satisfy you what you want today. What gifts do you want?"

"He has to write a plaque for me. When we start a farm stay in Zhengjia Village, we can hang it as a sign..." Yang Ming said with his eyes rolling.

"What's the use of that? Who can recognize it without the signature of the leader? You know, the leader will never know whereabouts this time. No one would have thought that it was the inscription written by the leader..." Li Yueting said.

"I found that you are so petty and have too short-sighted. I asked the leader to write the inscription just to attract tourists with the help of the celebrity effect?" Yang Ming said angrily.

"Why is that?" Li Yueting was a little puzzled this time.

"I plan to keep it for my children and grandchildren as wealth. This is written by the national leader. After three or four hundred years, it will definitely become a cultural relic. Not only will it be a national treasure. At that time, my children and grandchildren are not able to make it, so they sell this plaque and become a billionaire in a blink of an eye. Moreover, since there is no signature, the experts and professors who appraised will definitely study it in depth, and then find out that Yang Ming had the honor of meeting the leader of a certain country in Zhengjia Village at noon on October 23, 2010, and warmly welcomed the leaders of the country and his group with cakes. My children and grandchildren's value will definitely rise sharply. Maybe I can leave it in history because of this..." Yang Ming said.

Li Yueting's head was full of dark lines. She felt that Yang Ming was really unreliable now: "If you want to become famous, you still use the leader's thick legs? You lend this egg dragon to the Beijing Zoo exhibition last month, and the whole world knows who you are..."

"Low-key! Be low-key! Don't be too arrogant. At least I have not made any plans to become famous in my lifetime..." Yang Mingting said modestly.

"..." Li Yueting rolled her eyes and was completely speechless...

"Can you tell me which leader is here this time?" Yang Ming asked curiously.

"The state secrets are nothing to be told." Li Yueting started to make an official voice. She found that she had to be serious when talking to this bastard, otherwise he would be arrogant.

"If you don't say it, don't say it. I will still know it later? I will prepare pancakes for the leader to make small fish, so I won't be with you..." Yang Ming said, stood up, pushed open the fence door, walked out, and locked the fence door again.

"Ahhhh, I'm still inside..." Li Yueting shouted dissatisfied.

"You are so good at it, just jump out by yourself..." Yang Mingtou didn't know anything, so he left alone.

Yang Ming took a small jar from home, picked up a bucket, then took an apple from the kang in the west room, took a bite, stuffed the bitten apple meat into the small jar, and then went to the stream in the land.

The listless roar of the evil wolf had no effect on Yang Ming at all. He threw the small jar into the stream, and Yang Ming sat on the shore and waited quietly.

It is visible to the naked eye, and there are ripples on the water surface, which is the scene of small fish rushing in like crazy.

"Wow... so awesome..." Although Yang Ming had seen the scene of apples showing their might in the sea, the sea was deep and there was no specific scene. But here was different. The stream was clear and transparent. A group of small fish swam, making the water surface feel like a black and dark cloud.

It was fast, lightning-thundering, and the small jar was like a vacuum cleaner, a range hood, and the black fish was quickly sucked away by the vacuum cleaner, the range hood...

"Awesome..." Yang Ming was stunned, but he did not forget to put the small jar on it.

A full jar of small fish was so heavy that it was 20 to 30 pounds. There were so many small fish, even if it was 30 to 40 people, it would be enough. After all, small fish was not the staple food...

After pouring the small fish into the bucket, Yang Ming took the small fish and went home to clean up.

When Yang Ming returned home, he poured all the fish into a large basin and poured them into water. The fish flew open and flew open. He took out a small shallow sap from the cabinet to prepare for the fish.

"Why have you caught so many small fish?" Wei Qingqing came out of the east room and asked in confusion.

"Calligraphy guests at noon today..." Yang Ming said, moved a small stool and sat down at the big basin, and began to pack up the small fish.

"Oh? Enjoy the guests? Who? He actually got so many fish?" Wei Qingqing also moved a small stool to help clean up the fish.

"I heard that I came from Beijing. I really don't know who it is..." Yang Ming said, pinching a little fish that was one finger long and throwing it away, throwing it into Xiao Qianzi. Those about inch long were directly caught on Xiao Qianzi.

"You don't know?" Wei Qingqing knew that it might be of great importance, so she muttered and stopped asking.

After working for a long time, the couple finally packed all the fish, heated the large pot, poured oil, and after the oil was heated, the surface of the fish was coated with a layer of batter, and then put it in the oil to fry it into golden brown.

After all the frying was done, I made more than half a pot of small fish, sprinkled with seasonings, poured them with water, and gushes slowly over low heat.

Wei Qingqing scooped some sticks from the dough tank, put them in the basin and started to knead the dough, preparing to paste the cakes.

At noon, a Santana drove under the big willow tree at Yang Ming's house.

"Sniff..." The car door opened, an old man walked out of the car and immediately smelled a strong fragrance, "What's the smell? Why is it so attractive?"

At this time, the driver also got off. The driver was a cold and hard man, but this man's eyes were not very friendly. No matter who he looked at, he felt like he was looking at the bad guy: "Chief, be careful that the enemy releases poison gas bombs..."

Not to mention, the driver's voice was quite loud, especially in the valley, with echoes, which were comparable to Liu Lei from Liujia Village.

The old man rolled his eyes at that time: "Xiao Qi, the domestic environment is still very harmonious. Don't be stubborn in class struggle at any time, which will scare the children."

"Yes, the chief..." Xiao Qi nodded quickly, but his attitude did not change at all.

"Woof, woof, woof..." A barking sound came from the yard, and Dahei ran out of the yard and roared at the old man and the driver.

"No, there is danger..." Xiao Qi stood up and blocked the old man's big eyes, staring at Dahei and others with a pair of copper bell eyes.

"I said, Xiao Qi... Forget it, I won't say it..." The old man felt that this Xiao Qi was possessed by Don Quixote, and he felt like he was full of plants and trees.

"Da Hei, don't scream..." At this time, Yang Ming ran out of the house and stopped Da Hei and others.

Dahei and the others hummed at Xiaoqi in disappointment and reluctantly went back to the yard.

Yang Ming only looked at the two people in front of him at this time. The man was fine. He was just a stupid big man. But the old man had a kind and kind face, but there was a smell of iron and blood. Obviously, when he was young, he must have experienced a real battlefield.

However, no matter how Yang Ming looked at the old man, he could not equate him with the old men who often appeared on TV.

"I don't know if you are..." Yang Ming asked.

"You are Yang Ming, right? This is a leader of our provincial military region. We visited privately on a private basis. You must not tell others..." Xiao Qi said in a low voice with a mysterious face.

Of course, his low voice was relative. Anyway, basically everyone in Zhengjia Village heard it. Every household opened the door and stood at the door and looked at it. The construction worker who built a house for Zhang Yang's house also stopped his work. Looking at this side, when everyone thought that when they were just speaking, who was playing a movie, they didn't know that it was someone who spoke.

"Xiao Qi, you big speaker, shut your mouth..." The old man glared at Xiao Qi fiercely and said angrily.

Xiao Qi immediately looked like a child who did something wrong, lowering his head and not daring to say anything again.

"The best..." Yang Ming gave Xiao Qi a very pertinent comment in his heart. At least he would not be suffocated to death with such a person.

"You are Comrade Yang Ming, right? Just call me Lao Li. Haha, the old man will retire at the end of this year, but it may be almost relaxed... What does your family smell like? Can you let me... see?" The old man looked at Yang Ming and smiled amiably.

"Just look?" Yang Ming smiled.

"Ah..." the old man nodded.

"It's not necessary to see, I'll tell you what this is..." Yang Ming said seriously: "This is the taste of boiling fish with pancakes."

"How do we know what you said is true? We have to look at it before we know..." Xiao Qi said with his eyes glaring like a bronze bell.

"Xiao Qi, if you want to eat, just say it directly. If you don't say it, how do you know? You are straight, don't imitate some people around the bush..." The old man spoke in a preaching tone.

"Oh! So you two want to eat? You've told me earlier..." Yang Ming looked like he suddenly realized.

"Who wants to eat it? I haven't eaten anything? We have tasted all the delicacies and grassroots and barks..." said the old man.

"That's right, who wants to eat?" Xiao Qi supported the old man.
To be continued...