Seven Hundred and Ninetieth Chapters Soil Restaurant

The car continued to drive on an increasingly bumpy road. Li Zeyu could no longer experience the thrill of sprinting brought by the BMW 5-series. With this feeling, he had to use the excuse of peeing to hand over the driving task to Zhou Chengmin, the co-driver.

Zhou Chengmin is older than his aunt, and has been in the real estate business for many years. Before he partnered with Chengyu Real Estate, he already had his own Toyota Jeep. Naturally, his driving skills are much better than Li Zeyu. The dilapidated road knocked the chassis, but overall the journey was smooth.

After entering Honglin City for more than half an hour, Chengmin didn't say a word all the way last week. He is disgusted from the bottom of his heart about entering the capital for development.

Perhaps he also knows that if Shen Dapeng persists with a firm attitude, unless he gives up everything he currently owns and separates from Chengyu Real Estate with money and network resources, he has no right to refute at all.

But Zhou Chengmin has no reason to leave Chengyu Real Estate. He is now earning more money than before, his network resources are wider than before, and his social status is gradually improving. All of his income began because of Shen Dapeng's help, and He chose to follow Shen Dapeng.

For Shen Dapeng's ideas, he did not question or distrust him. He just strived for stability and did not want to take any risks. Maximizing the benefits is not something that can be done easily, let alone the capital where he doesn't know anything at all and has no connections!

"Brother Peng, you've entered Honglin City. There's a local restaurant further ahead. The stews made by his family are very delicious. It's already noon. Why don't we go find your father-in-law after we have a meal?"

"Who are you talking about as old man?"

Li Zeyu was speechless, Shen Dapeng raised his hand to hit him, and Wang Yuying said sarcastically, "It's not your father-in-law, is it still mine?"

Shen Dapeng didn't want to be troublesome, so he had to sit obediently where he was, turning major issues into minor ones, turning his eyes out of the car window, looking at the not-so-prosperous main street at the entrance of the urban area in Honglin City, where there are car repair shops beside the road There are trucks of various sizes parked at the door, and there are not many private cars.

It is estimated that the road conditions are too bad. Private cars along the way are bumpy and disgusting. Those large and small trucks will naturally be more affected. Waste oil, waste brake pads, and tires that have been bumping for a long time , shock absorption, compartment, life is extremely short.

In 2003, the roads across the country were not smooth, and there were not many fleets of large vehicles.

So no matter how you can make money, it’s not like the repair of highways got better and better, big cars ran faster, and more and more people kept cars, which eventually led to the saying that “big cars are not overweight, and drivers have migraines”.

Drivers also need to study for two or three years like a master leading an apprentice before they can go on the road. There will be no road killers who just get a driver's license and run over all the way, and there will be no rear-end chasers who use the accelerator as a brake. The drivers are relatively honest and pay attention to the safety of the vehicle. After a trip, they will definitely maintain the vehicle.

These car repair shops are right at the entrance of Honglin City. They will choose a place, but a group of car repair shops gather in one place. The result of the competition is that no one can make a lot of money, so they just make ends meet. Look at a row of car repair shops There are about a dozen large trucks at the door. It seems that the transportation industry in Honglin City is not as bad as imagined.

"Let's go have a meal. I have to take a look at the ecological park in the afternoon, and it will be dark when I come back." As a woman, Liu Fengxia has a delicate mind, at least much better than Wang Yuying, an inexperienced girl, and especially understands the body. It is the principle of revolutionary capital, money is not as important as the body.

"Eat, eat!! Mr. Zhou, keep going straight ahead, turn right at the second intersection, and then..." Li Zeyu excitedly showed Zhou Chengmin the way, his eyes sparkling, his tongue kept licking his lips, and the saliva swallowed down his throat , as if he had already smelled the aroma of stew.

Wang Wutu Restaurant, opposite the Honglin Winery in the north of the city, has been open for more than ten years. It is an old-fashioned bungalow with a window and a wooden door. There is a layer of plastic sheeting on the outside of the window, which is commonly used in northern bungalows. A means of keeping out the cold, which can block the cold air from invading the ventilation window.

On the gate of the low-rise bungalow, there is an old plaque. The red letters on the blue background that should have been bright have faded, but the name of the restaurant can still be recognized. The customers of the restaurant are basically Honglin City locals. It is considered a well-known restaurant here, but it is a pity that it has not changed its location for many years, almost unchanged.

Of course, the unchanging also includes the tastes that people like and are used to. This is also the reason why the business of Wangwutu Restaurant can not be affected when hotels, restaurants, and fast food restaurants become more and more popular.

Wang Yuying stood at the door of the earthen restaurant and looked inside from the window. Unfortunately, the plastic sheet covering the wind was frosted, and she couldn't see the inside of the house clearly.

She is the daughter of the Longchang Group. When she was unrestrained and fearless, she used to drive sports cars and wear famous bags, spend money like water, and treat money like dirt. Even if she participated in the business of Pengying Holdings in Qingshu County, she learned to control emotions and restraint She has a temperament, but she still refuses to eat in such a dirty-looking restaurant.

"I think it's a bit small here, and the sanitation is also a problem. How about we move to another place?" The wooden door was wrapped in a thick quilt, and the doorknob was already black and shiny with oil. Liu Fengxia couldn't help frowning. She wasn't pretending. , It's not that you forget your roots when you're rich, but that you have important things to do in the afternoon, and I'm really afraid that you'll get upset after eating something unclean.

"Oh, why don't you believe me? His food is very delicious. When I come to Honglin City these few times, I must come to his house to eat. Wild pheasant stewed small mushrooms, braised Linjiang big carp, iron pot pickled cabbage Stewed goose, stewed in a ground pot, these are their best signature dishes, absolutely delicious!"

Li Zeyu couldn't wait to pull the door open, and as a white mist burst out, an urgent shout came from inside, "Brother, close the door quickly, the heat is gone, you will freeze to death!"

"Okay, okay!" Li Zeyu responded hurriedly, turned his head, and signaled everyone to hurry up.

Zhou Chengmin entered the house without any hesitation. He came from a small businessman, not to mention a small restaurant with a dilapidated bungalow, even a noodle stall set up in a temporary tent, he would eat it for several years in heavy wind and heavy snow.