Opening the food box, there were crystal clear steamed buns inside, no more, no less, exactly ten.
Cheng Qianfan smiled, twisted a small steamed bun with his fingers, and put it in his mouth.
"The skin is thin and delicious, juicy and juicy." Cheng Qianfan's eyes lit up, "Nanxiang steamed buns from Chenghuang Temple." (PS1)
Nanxiang steamed buns originated in Nanxiang Town, Jiading County, Shanghai.
Nanxiang steamed buns are small and exquisite in shape, with thin and translucent skin. The fillings inside are carefully selected and seasoned. After steaming, they are plump and contain marinade. They are delicious and have long been famous in Nanxiang County.
Later, the owner of Nanxiang Steamed Buns came to Shanghai's Chenghuang Temple in the early Republic of China and opened a Changxing Steamed Buns store, specializing in this type of Nanxiang Steamed Buns.
"Brother Cheng is wrong." Xia Wenqiao shook his head, "It's true that the Nanxiang steamed buns are not fake, but they were not bought from the Chenghuang Temple. Third brother, I only like this one, so I can only invite a master chef from Changxing to make it at home."
"In this case, Brother Xia is used to eating. If you don't miss these two bites, I will be bold." Cheng Qianfan smiled and twisted another small steamed bun and ate it happily.
When Xia Wenqiao heard this, he sneered and cursed in his heart, not knowing what was good or bad.
…
There was something in the conversation between the two of them just now.
Xia Wenqiao said that it is not just a matter of eating one or two bowls of food from whose house he wants to eat. If he wants to eat, he can even bring the cook to his house. Therefore, you can decide how much you should be punished.
What Cheng Qianfan means is that you, Xia Wenqiaoguan, who has such a big stall, have already eaten so much that your mouth is full of oil, so you should take just one or two bites to save face.
Xia Wenqiao sneered: Who do you think you are when you ride on a horse?
Xia Wenqiao looked at Cheng Qianfan as he kept eating. He had already eaten six small steamed buns, and finally his face became more and more gloomy.
Just when Cheng Qianfan was about to twist the seventh Nanxiang steamed bun, Xia Wenqiao grabbed Cheng Qianfan's wrist.
"Brother Cheng, it's almost done. Be careful when you eat it and spit it out."
Cheng Qianfan glanced at the four remaining steamed buns. Xia Wenqiao wanted to monopolize 40% of the bonus.
He sneered, "Brother Xia, Second Lieutenant Pete just got married. He often complains to me that it will be difficult to support his family in the future."
Xia Wenqiao's eyes flickered, "I'm afraid Second Lieutenant Pitt is a foreigner and is not used to Chinese food."
However, the right hand holding Cheng Qianfan's wrist loosened his grip.
Cheng Qianfan gently twisted the seventh steamed bun, swallowed it in one gulp, and reached for it again.
"Brother Cheng, it's over!" Xia Wenqiao said with a cold face.
"To be fair, Third Brother Xia, Teacher Xiu..."
"Cheng Qianfan, don't go too far!" Xia Wenqiao slapped the table, "I, Xia Laosan, have already offered you the honor of being a translator. Otherwise, you would have been able to eat the sixth steamed bun."
"Brother Xia, you are too impatient." Cheng Qianfan smiled, but his eyes were cold, "Thanks to the teacher's care, Qianfan has a heavier burden."
He stared at Xia Wenqiao, "You have to do a lot of work. If you don't eat well, how can you have strength?"
…
Xia Wenqiao looked at Cheng Qianfan and thought quickly in his mind:
Cheng Qianfan got promoted?
Inspector?
Impossible, Xiu Gongshen would not be so radical, and Cheng Qianfan is by no means a fool who only looks at immediate interests.
So, the most likely candidate is the deputy inspector.
Yes, Jin Kemu was promoted to deputy chief inspector of the Central Police Station, and the position of inspector has been temporarily held by himself.
Then, the most likely possibility is that Deputy Inspector Ma Yishou will be promoted to Inspector.
Cheng Qianfan was exceptionally promoted to deputy inspector.
At this moment, a subordinate came in and whispered to Xia Wenqiao.
Just when Cheng Qianfan was visiting, Xia Wenqiao sent someone to find out the news. Now the news has come back, General Ma Yishou has been promoted to the Third Inspection Inspector of the Central Patrol Room, and Cheng Qianfan will soon be appointed as the Deputy Inspector of the Third Inspection.
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Xia Wenqiao took a deep look at Cheng Qianfan. If he remembered correctly, this boy should have been born in the fourth year of the Republic of China. It is now the twenty-fifth year of the Republic of China.
The twenty-two-year-old (virtual) deputy inspector of the patrol room!
In addition, Xia Wenqiao had a good understanding of the patrol situation. Ma Yishou simply did not have the ability to be a patrol leader, and Ma Yishou did not have a deep background.
In this way, Cheng Qianfan, the deputy inspector, has almost the same authority as the inspector.
"Brother Xia, can Cheng eat this steamed bun?" Cheng Qianfan asked with a gentle tone and a smile.
Xia Wenqiao shook his head gently.
Seeing Cheng Qianfan's expression suddenly change, he laughed loudly, directly picked up one of the three remaining small steamed buns, put it into his mouth, and then pushed the food box with the remaining two small steamed buns, "One
How can I have a full stomach, brother Cheng, please!"
…
The subordinates standing by were surprised when they saw this, and looked at their boss repeatedly.
He was just a deputy inspector. Brother Xia San not only gave away 10% profit, but also gave away an extra 10% profit!
Cheng Qianfan, the deputy inspector, is actually more respectable than Xiu Gongshen and Peter?
Xia Wenqiao saw the expressions of his men and ignored them.
Xiu Gongshen's face is worth 10% bonus.
The face of Peter, the deputy squad leader of the investigation team of the French Concession Political Section, is worth a 10% bonus.
Although Cheng Qianfan, the deputy inspector, has a far lower position than Xiu Gongshen and Peter, he is still worth 10% of the profit:
Xiu Hushen has a high position and low power.
Peter is a Frenchman. The French seem to be the masters of the French Concession and have great power. However, the real work depends on the Chinese. Moreover, the Political Department of the French Concession mainly investigates the Red Party and spies from various countries. It also deals with the Green Gang.
Average deterrence.
Therefore, regardless of the inspector, the position of deputy inspector is lower, but the patrol officer is directly responsible for the work of public security, pursuit, and closing doors and households. This is the real inferiority and weight.
Although the Qing Gang is not afraid of patrols, most of the people on patrol are related to the Qing Gang, and many are even members of the gang.
However, everything must be done harmoniously to bring wealth.
The deputy inspector is barely qualified to come to the negotiating table to seek benefits for himself.
Cheng Qianfan, the deputy inspector, had a background and ability. Xia Wenqiao felt that he was worth a 10% bonus.
As for the extra 10% bonus, Xia Wenqiao gave it to Cheng Qianfan at his own initiative. This has something to do with Cheng Qianfan being the deputy inspector, but it has nothing to do with it.
Without him, he was optimistic about this person.
…
Cheng Qianfan looked at the two Nanxiang steamed buns pushed in front of him.
He picked up a small steamed bun, put it in his mouth, and swallowed it in one gulp.
He picked up the last remaining steamed bun.
The men beside Xia Wenqiao looked at Cheng Qianfan with angry eyes.
Xia Wenqiao smiled and extended his hand to signal Cheng Qianfan to continue enjoying.
Cheng Qianfan smiled, took a bite, and ate half of it. Then he raised his hand soaked in the soup and handed over the other half, "Brother Xia, Qianfan only eats seven percent full and can't eat that much."
, Third Brother, if you don’t dislike it..."
This is what Cheng Qianfan meant by taking the initiative to give up the half-percent bonus on his lips.
Xia Wenqiao took a deep look at Cheng Qianfan, burst out laughing, grabbed the half of the steamed bun, stuffed it into his mouth, and ate it in one bite, "It's a shame, it's for you gentlemen."
As he said this, he clasped his hands and said, "Brother Cheng, you are very particular about people! I recognize you as my friend, Third Brother."
PS1: The steamed buns at this time refer to meat buns, also called meat buns. Nanxiang steamed buns are now Nanxiang Xiaolongbao.
What people call white steamed buns now was commonly called steamed buns at that time.