The group were all outstanding young people, and they all had bicycles. They arrived at Beihai Park chatting and laughing.
The scenery here is very beautiful with mountains on its back and water on its side, surrounded by verandahs.
Fangshan Restaurant.
It's not simple here. It's actually inside Beihai Park, and tickets are required to enter.
It was about half past six. It was getting dark later, the sky was only slightly dark now, and there were quite a few people sightseeing along the way.
However, there are not many people who come to eat at Fangshan Restaurant. It is not like the scenic spots of later generations, where everything is expensive.
The main thing is that Fangshan Restaurant was formerly known as "Fangshan Tea House", and it dealt in palace pastries and snacks, the most famous of which are minced pork biscuits, small steamed buns, and pea yellow.
In 5 or 6 years, it was changed into a restaurant, mainly selling palace dishes!
When Zong Lie opened his mouth just now, it was for the "Manchu-Han Banquet"!
After walking through the antique corridor, everyone came to a separate palace room. This was not a private room. The Fangshan Hotel was a palace-style building similar to a long corridor.
Of course, there is a lobby here, but they still have things to talk about today. Before, they just drank tea in the tea house to moisten their throats. Now they have serious business and of course they have to keep it private.
Yi Chuanzong was sitting facing the door. He held the table with both hands with a happy face and moved his body from time to time.
Looking up, Zong Lie was sitting in the last seat, his face looked a little unnatural, even awkward.
In this way, Yi Chuanzong's smile became even brighter. He turned to look at Shao Yihong and Peng Ruiqing on the left and right, and he smiled proudly: "Haha, it's my turn this time!"
Zong Lie tilted his head and sneered, "You are so proud, you are so happy spending money."
Yi Chuanzong looked up to the sky and laughed, and said with an undiminished smile: "The bonus given by the leader, eating and drinking with the brothers, of course I spent the money happily!"
Shao Yihong and Peng Ruiqing naturally had smiles on their faces. The food they came here to eat had a bit of luxury, and the cost of the meal was quite a lot. They didn't come here often.
With Yi Chuanzong's appetite, a meal would probably cost hundreds. It would make anyone feel bad to spend so much money, but they are happy to share it. It really gives them face, and they are loyal and respectful. This makes me feel happy.
Even Zong Lie lowered his head and curled his lips to smile secretly.
However, he stopped laughing the next second.
Yi Chuanzong stretched out his hand towards Zong Lie opposite, and greeted the waiter: "Give the menu to my buddy across from me, let him see which ones he doesn't like, and take the rest!"
The waiter was still smiling politely, but now the smile on his face suddenly solidified. He glanced at Zong Lie, then bent down and whispered to Yi Chuanzong: "Sir, our Manchu and Han banquet totals one hundred. There are eight dishes. Even if it is due to the ingredients, there are still many dishes that take too long to prepare. There are not so many now, but there are still eighty-three dishes that can be prepared. You..."
The smile on Yi Chuanzong's face became even stronger. He nodded and said, "I know, take it."
The waiter had no choice but to walk up to Zong Lie and whisper: "Sir, would you like to order?"
Zong Lie didn't look at the waiter, but leaned back and looked at Yi Chuanzong opposite who was doing the same thing. He recited expressionlessly, "Steamed lamb, steamed bear's paw, steamed deer tail, roasted flower duck, Roasted chicken, roasted goose, roasted pig, roasted duck, sauced chicken, bacon, pineapple, belly, dried meat, and sausage.”
"Assorted su plate, smoked chicken and white tripe, steamed eight-treasure pig, duck stuffed with glutinous rice, canned pheasant, canned quail, braised assorted items, braised goose, pheasant, rabbit breast, vegetable python, whitebait,
Steamed hash radish...I've just mentioned all these things again! My buddy loves it!"
"Bah bang bang!"
"Bah bang bang!"
Peng Ruiqing and Shao Yihong applauded and looked at Yi Chuanzong with smiles on their faces and expectant eyes.
The smile on Yi Chuanzong's face did not change, and he said with a smile: "How else can people say that you know yourself and the enemy and you can win every battle? What delicacies are we here that we can't make in a short time but are now ready?"
The waiter quickly said: "Now the Buddha can jump over the wall. The chef in our store carefully prepared it for more than ten days!"
Yi Chuanzong nodded and said: "My buddy can memorize it, so he is definitely a Qing Dynasty. It is not easy to eat such authentic food on weekdays. Just this, and then four bottles of Maotai." Then he smiled at them.
Zong Lie said: "Come on, buddy, let's order. Each person can choose a few favorites."
Zong Lie glanced at him arrogantly, and then casually clicked on a few. Peng Ruiqing and Shao Yihong also clicked on a few.
After ordering the food and watching the waiter go out, Yi Chuanzong said with a smile: "Brother, that's awesome. I never thought you had such skills. Those who didn't know better thought you were from the cooking class."
Shao Yihong said happily: "His ancestors had a cook in the imperial dining room."
"Young, no wonder!"
"I won't regret losing this round!"
Yi Chuanzong looked a little more serious and asked, "Did you say that Jing Yi wanted to have plastic surgery?"
"Plastic surgery?"
Zong Lie's face looked a little weird, this word was new, he nodded and said: "Absolutely, he wants to repair the scars on his face a little bit, you know, it does look a bit more ferocious now."
Yi Chuanzong was puzzled and asked: "Why? He is still afraid of this in the army? With that scar, the enemy will be afraid of it!"
Zong Lie's face became much more solemn, his eyes were a little blurry, and he said with some sigh: "He is going to transfer to another company. After all, it is better to tone down his image."
"drink!"
"How fresh!"
Yi Chuanzong exclaimed and said hesitantly: "Why does he want to transfer to another company? He has a good idea, just because of his father?"
brush!
The three people stared at him with eyes wide open.
Yi Chuanzong slapped his mouth twice and changed his words again and again: "Bah, bah, bah, I mean the division commander is so brave and fearless, he protects his family, is patriotic, and fulfills his duties. The army and the country are engraved in his bones. If he gives birth to a son, he will not be a soldier."
You don’t think you’re that kind of person, but with this personality and temper, isn’t this kid Jing Yi a little too naive? He actually wants to retire?”
Yi Chuanzong interacted with Jing Yi a lot. He seemed happy, a little bit funny and out-of-the-box. His personality was quite strong, but not to the point of being iron-clad. He was a lively and slightly funny person.
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It's just that when this man talks about business, tasks, etc., the dignified and solemn feeling about him is really relatable. This thing is a family inheritance.
Out of curiosity, Yi Chuanzong also secretly chatted with Zong Lie several times, and he had some impressions and concepts about Jing Yi's father.
He was an iron-blooded general who had walked through a hail of bullets and wars, with traces of gunpowder on his body and spirit.
I still want to be a soldier if I'm like this? I haven't been beaten since I was a child, right?
If he really thinks this way, he is afraid that he will not see this little friend in the future and will be treated as a deserter and killed by me!
Zong Lie's eyelids twitched and he said calmly: "I agree!"
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
Yi Chuanzong shook his head directly, and then looked at Zong Lie suspiciously. Could this guy have lied to him before?
Whose thoughts are most difficult to change?
The aunts dancing in the square may not be able to communicate well, but after all, there are ways to control them. The principles of the past cannot be explained by the principles of today.
A farmer with a stubborn temper has been stubborn all his life, but in order to survive and for his family, he finally had to learn and be flexible. Han Chan gradually became shrewd, turning two corners in his mind.
The most holy and wise emperor, he will eventually grow old.
A corrupt official who is a highly respected official also has an unpredictable life.
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Only the minds of incomprehensible lunatics and iron-blooded soldiers are the most difficult to change.
Zong Lie had also found it quite unbelievable before. Children are always afraid of people. This Uncle Jing is definitely the first in the area where they live. He has that terrifying look that ruined half of his face.
, it is not an exaggeration to say that children dare not cry at night.
Even now, Zong Lie felt anxious when he saw this uncle, and he felt his body shake a little when there was a fire there.
There was silence for a while. When Yi Chuanzong saw that Zong Lie and others didn't seem to be lying, he asked curiously: "What's going on?"
Zong Lie's face was a little silent. He pondered for a long time before he slowly said: "Jing Yi's face was injured like that. If it had been a little bit off, I'm afraid... Aunt Jing would see it and feel pain in her heart."
Yi Chuanzong's expression also darkened a bit. Once the bomb exploded and a fragment came over, it would be more powerful than a flying knife. Even if the high-speed rotating blade collapsed, it wouldn't be that powerful.
Jing Yi was relatively lucky, as he got a cut on his face. If it hit his temple just a little bit, it goes without saying that anyone on this battlefield would be lucky to be alive.
At the same time, Yi Chuanzong felt a little strange in his heart. If his wife who had been with him all his life wanted to ask for something, how could he resist it?
Let's not talk about their wives. They are usually happy and have never cried or begged. But if something happens, his ears will be as soft as water.
Now, even Qin Huairu can't resist him. He doesn't ask for anything from him. He wants to be nice to her. He feels distressed. If he opens his mouth, what will he do to stop her?
Seeing his strange expression, Zong Lie immediately shouted softly. "What are you thinking about?" This man's thinking is not serious, and he doesn't know where he went. It concerns Uncle Jing. He is afraid of returning, but in his heart
Admiration is also true. How can you let others slander you?
Yi Chuanzong came to his senses silently, "Ah, I didn't think about anything. Even the emperor can't handle this wife's request. Uncle Jing is already very powerful!"
Zong Lie sneered, and then shouted: "You think it's you! It's not what you think at all!"
Yi Chuanzong nodded repeatedly like a chicken eating rice. Now you are talking about business. You are a general who protects the family and the country. You are the boss.
"You say, you say, I'm listening!"
Zong Lie glanced at him and continued: "You guys have a more upright mind! I'll tell you from the beginning, lest you think wrong again!"
Yi Chuanzong's eyes were downcast. Is it his fault? He checked his cell phone too much and had all kinds of thoughts. He also wanted to be pure.
"Come on, tell me quickly."
Zong Lie didn't pay attention to his attitude and said in a deep voice: "You should know that Uncle Jing has injuries on his face."
Yi Chuanzong nodded, he knew this.
"Actually, Uncle Jing is about the same age as Uncle Wen, Wen Tao's father. The two used to be in the same army, one was the company commander and the other was the political commissar."
"The injuries on Uncle Jing's face were caused by saving Uncle Wen in a battle, which made him look like this now. In fact, the injuries I told you are only part of them. The two uncles have burn marks all over their bodies."
"The incendiary bombs were really terrifying. I can't imagine how bad the environment was at that time. At that time, Uncle Wen was already injured and had difficulty moving. It was only thanks to Uncle Jing that he survived. They were also lying in bed at that time.
Military Hospital, this time Uncle Jing saved Uncle Wen’s life.”
Yi Chuanzong looked silent. The weight of the incendiary bombs ranged from 0.5 to 500 kilograms.
Thermite incendiary bombs have a combustion temperature of up to 3000°C and are mainly used to burn down buildings and fortifications.
The lowest burning temperature of napalm incendiary bombs is 850°C.
The burning time is about 1 to 15 minutes. Such chemical weapons are much worse than ordinary fire fighting.
If a building catches fire, the most terrifying thing is the smoke. If you really walk around in the fire, the person will basically be dead.
What's more, there are no heat insulation or fire-resistant props now. In the past, when he was on duty as a guard, he had to wear warm boots in turn, so he still had to have them.
When an incendiary bomb falls from the sky, whether it is an incendiary aviation bomb or a mixture of incendiary aviation bombs and napalm aviation bombs, Yi Chuanzong can imagine the power because he has designed aircraft engines before.
Walking around the environment where incendiary bombs exploded, thinking of the terrifying burning time and area, Yi Chuanzong's eyes were filled with orange fire.
Zong Lie's eyes were somewhat nostalgic, and he said in an erratic voice: "Actually, the three of us had a very good relationship when we were children, but everything changed later."
"When we were more than ten years old, the external war came. Our fathers all participated in this external aid. This time it was Uncle Wen who saved Uncle Jing."
Yi Chuanzong bowed his head in silence. Wen Tao was from a single family, and this uncle Wen did not come back.
His father is gone, or he is trying to save others. What can a teenage boy understand? Just watch the memes.
What kind of blow does this kind of thing have to Aunt Wen? Even a sensible woman can't laugh. Even if she educates Wen Tao well, this child can't listen. It's no wonder that she has become enemies with Zong Lie and Jing Yi.
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After growing up and becoming sensible, perhaps because they have understood a little bit more, the relationship between the three of them has eased a little, but the pain in their hearts will not disappear.
"Jing Yi is the youngest son in the family. My aunt couldn't bear it. When she was avoiding Jing Yi, she begged and begged Uncle Jing. They argued for several months, but Uncle Jing didn't agree. He said, 'A real soldier never retires!'."
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"Finally, Aunt Jing found Aunt Wen."
"Originally, the relationship between the two families has become a lot stiffer. Jingyi was injured this time because he wanted to save Wen Tao, and he was able to come back for Uncle Jing. He also received the first compliment from Uncle Jing, 'He did a good job this time.
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"The deceased has passed away. If you cherish the people in front of you, Jing Yi is willing to risk his life to repay it. Is there any knot that cannot be resolved?"
"Aunt Wen agreed. The relationship between the two families has been reconciled."
Yi Chuanzong suddenly understood. No wonder the three of them became so harmonious after returning from Jingyi. This was because the knot in Wen Tao's heart was lifted.
"Aunt Wen came to the door in person. Uncle Jing felt guilty but just said he would think about it, and was scolded by Aunt Wen."
"Later, Aunt Jing was constantly persuading her at home. Uncle Jing saw that the last war was relatively easy. Considering that the current strength of the country was enough to intimidate Xiao Xiao, he took a step back and let Jing Yi join the Ministry of National Defense."
"After joining the unit, although I don't have to perform tasks frequently, it is a bit safer, but if I go there when something happens, it will not be embarrassing at all."
"I feel that what Uncle Jing is thinking in his heart is that if something happens later, Jing Yi can still serve as political commissar for Wen Tao. This is in fulfillment of what he said before Uncle Wen died, 'You have been serving me for the rest of your life.
Political commissar, I have been angry all my life. I haven’t come back yet. I will let my son be your son’s political commissar in the future.'"
After Zong Lie finished speaking, the table fell silent.
Yi Chuanzong admired him very much. After some baptism, his thoughts were now clear.