Chapter 1154 What Needs to Be Done

"It's probably because I'm full." Zhang Tong suddenly thought of an emoji on the Internet, it was Uncle Yuan with a cigarette in his mouth and a sad expression on his face. There is also a line of words below: I am still too full.

"Yeah, I'm too full." Fu Changqing sighed, and the kitchen began to serve food.

The biggest difference between pig-killed vegetables and ordinary sauerkraut and white meat is that pig-killed vegetables have blood sausage, while ordinary Northeast sauerkraut and white meat only has pure sauerkraut and white meat.

The sweet and sour Guobaorou is said to be related to the history of Northeast Harbin. It is said that it is a sweet and sour dish invented by the chef to cater to the Russians who had the main rights in Harbin.

The portions of Northeast dishes are really big. When the dishes are served, Zhang Tong reckons that the pig-killing dishes, which are heated in an iron pot and heated by a solid alcohol stove, should be split into three portions and sold in Huaihai. The pot-packed meat can be divided into at least two parts, and this plate of stir-fried vegetables may be divided into four parts.

This is completely different from a certain French cuisine. They use a huge plate with only one tablespoon of vegetables in it. Northeast cuisine also uses a huge plate, but the dishes are piled up and stand out.

Sure enough, three dishes are too many. Zhang Tong reckoned that he and Fu Changqing were having dinner, and that one dish he ordered would be enough for the two of them.

"The Northeast cuisine is really heavy. Every time I go to the south, their local leaders treat me to some good restaurant, and the food is just a little bit, it's not very generous." Fu Changqing from Zhang Tong took out a sesame sesame seed cake from the plastic bag he brought, and he ate a mouthful of the steaming sauerkraut boiled in the butcher dish.

"Well, Northeast cuisine suits my taste." Fu Changqing picked up a piece of white meat and ate it. The old man is not young, but his teeth are pretty good.

"Xiao Zhang, you eat too, you eat too."

Fu Changqing invited Zhang Tong to eat too, but Zhang Tong was not polite. Try it with a piece of pot-packed meat, um, it tastes very homely. I didn't say how delicious it is, but it tastes very comfortable, and it is not as heavily seasoned as the small shop outside. It tastes more like making it at home.

"Where did we just talk about? Oh, I'm too full. That's right, some people are just too full now. They just think about nothing every day and want to make trouble."

"Give him meat, he thinks it has a taste. Give him fish, he thinks it has thorns. Give him a piece of tofu, and he can say that soybean protein is not easy to digest. Give him a braised rabbit, and he will say Tutu is so cute, how can you eat it. Heh, this kind of person is hypocritical!"

Fu Changqing held sesame seed cakes in his left hand and chopsticks in his right, yelling at these people who were full.

"This kind of people will be sent to the south of Henan in 1942, let them experience what is called purgatory on earth! I fled from the south of Henan to the Yangtze River in 1942, and my grandparents, parents, and mothers all starved to death on the way to escape. .I was the only one who survived to the edge of the Yangtze River. I survived by catching fish and eating fish. I was only eight years old at that time.”

When Fu Changqing said this, his tone was very indifferent, as if he was talking about the experience of another person who had nothing to do with him.

"You don't know, it's really hard to live. It's too difficult to have a full meal. But in this day and age, many people don't know the heights of the sky and the earth after a few mouthfuls of food. I really think that in today's era It’s the horses that go to Nanshan, and the swords turned into plows, so that the years can be quiet and I don’t know the age of disputes in the world.”

Fu Changqing put a document in front of Zhang Tong.

"Let's see."

Zhang Tong opened it and browsed. This document is an investigation document from the General Administration of Management.

"Since the appearance of the Homecoming, because of the cultural influence of the time-traveling text, many people in our country want to time-travel. Some want to travel back to ancient times and fall in love with the fourth and eighth masters. Some want to go to another world to hang out and become kings Dominate. Others are planning to go to other worlds to become masters and masters."

"This year alone, the General Administration of Management has prevented more than 3,200 cases of [traveling] across the country, or committed suicide. In order to traverse, many people do everything possible, such as inserting switches with their hands, from Jumping off a tall building, intentionally getting her girlfriend to green her, getting hit by a car, and so on.”

"I don't know how bad our country is, why there are so many people who want to travel to other worlds. But this group of people who want to travel is far more than those returnees from your hive city. Don't think Thousands of people in your hive city sit quietly and want to let the country open the gate of the foreign world, which is a big deal."

"Actually, the real bomb is hidden among the crowd." Fu Changqing finished eating one biscuit, and picked up another biscuit.

Zhang Tong browsed the files, his brows furrowed more and more.

What Fu Changqing said just now has successfully prevented more than 3,000 [crossing] (court death) incidents this year, but this was successfully prevented. After being persuaded, most of these rescued people went home to live their lives, and some diehards were guarded to prevent them from "crossing" (seeking death).

But this was successfully prevented, is there any other that has not been successfully prevented?

In the document that Fu Changqing gave to Zhang Tong, the number on the line that failed to stop was blacked out with a marker. It is estimated that Zhang Tong is not high enough to read this kind of secret. But judging from the blackened length, Zhang Tong guessed that this would be a very bloody number.

"Do you want to ask why this kind of thing has never been reported on TV?" Fu Changqing saw through what Zhang Tong was thinking.

"The reason is very simple. The social atmosphere leads the problem. In addition, these people are suicides, so there is nothing to report. Originally we wanted to control the situation, but recently the wind direction has changed drastically, and the variables in North America have affected Here we are."

Fu Changqing ate some biscuits and said, "So the country will make some big moves, and you may need to hold some important positions."

"No! Definitely not. I am not suitable to be an official." Zhang Tong didn't want to be restricted by leaders within the system.

"If you are not allowed into the system, you are considered a non-staff member. But before you are given a specific position, you will stay in the capital for a few days. There is a task for you to do tomorrow. After finishing, we will talk about it in detail. " Fu Changqing didn't specify what he wanted Zhang Tong to do, only that he would know tomorrow.

"After reading the materials, return them to me, and I'll take them back. I'm full, so don't waste this dish. I'll pack it up and go home. Just think about what you just saw, and you'll need it in the next few days." .”

Fu Changqing packed the unfinished dishes and left with his bodyguards, leaving only Zhang Tong thinking on the spot.

What kind of medicine does Old Fu sell in this gourd?

Forget it, don't think about it, I will know tomorrow. my stomach is...

What about the dishes! Who the hell took all the dishes away? ! Don't leave any for me!

Where's my fried chicken? What about biscuits? Why are they all gone? !

I only ate a piece of pot meat!

"This is also called treating guests to dinner." Zhang Tong was so angry that his teeth were itching, he could only greet: "Waiter, have some pancakes!"

"Hey, I'm sorry, my stove has been turned off. It's nine o'clock in the evening, and we're going to close. Also, do you want to pay for the meal just now?" The waiter looked at Zhang with a smile. Tong.

In a courtyard with three entrances on the bank of Tonghui River, Fu Changqing chewed a piece of sesame and burned it and suddenly thought: "Do I seem to have forgotten to do something? Think about it carefully, hey, it seems that there is nothing."

After all, the big leader has not invited people to dinner for many years, and he has long forgotten the process.