plum city

Chapter 21 Fatty Hotel
Fang Yan looked at the menu posted on the wall. There was also spicy fish nuggets here. Fang Yan ordered one. She wanted to compare it with Xiao Yu's brother. Then she would see if her brother's spicy fish nuggets were as good as she said. tasty.

Then, Fang Yan ordered another dish of fried snails with soy sauce, and another dish of fried green pepper and radish with oil residue. When he wanted to order the fourth dish, the girl shouted:

"That's enough, that's enough. Three dishes are enough for you. Our family has a lot of dishes."

Fang Yan laughed: "I've never seen you doing business like this."

The girl was in her twenties and seemed to be the boss's wife. She smiled at Fang Yan and said, "It's a waste if you can't eat it, right? You have a lot left here. He will be sad and hit hard. He thought that the food he cooked was not enough." tasty."

The landlady said and pointed to the kitchen. Fang Yan understood that she was talking about the person in charge of the dishes.

Fang Yan said okay, "Then it's up to you. That's enough. Give me two more bottles of cold beer. By the way, is there any plum beer now?"

"It's gone a long time ago. I only saw it when I was little."

The proprietress used her hands to mark a height that was shorter than the table, and told Fang Yan that that was when she was a child. When the table grew to such a height, the plum blossom beer would probably disappear.

Plum Blossom Beer is the beer originally produced by Meicheng Brewery. They produced Plum Blossom Beer and Xin'anjiang Beer. Now this factory, like Meicheng Knitting Factory, is gone. First it was moved to Xinanjiang and then to Tsingtao Beer. Corporate mergers.

"Is there any more Xin'anjiang beer?" Fang Yan asked.

"Yes, yes, 7017." The girl said.

Fang Yan asked: "What do you mean?"

The landlady didn't explain to him what he meant. Instead, she turned around and went to the freezer, brought a bottle of yellow beer over and placed it in front of Fang Yan.Fang Yan saw that on the yellow wine label, there were the small words "Xin'anjiang Beer" on the top, the four big numbers "7017" in the middle, and "Honorary Product of Tsingtao Beer Company" below.

"What does this 7017 mean?" Fang Yan asked, pointing to the four numbers.

The boss lady said: "This beer is brewed from the Xin'anjiang Reservoir, which is 70 meters deep in Qiandao Lake, and the constant temperature ecological water of 7017 degrees. Seventy, seventeen, the total is [-]."

Fang Yan understood and laughed: "Isn't it the same as Qiandao Lake beer? It uses the water of Qiandao Lake. The water is 70 meters and 50 meters. There is a difference. What a gimmick."

The landlady smiled and did not comment, but Fang Yan immediately thought of it. There is a difference. Qiandao Lake beer uses water from Qiandao Lake, and this beer should be made from water from the Xinanjiang Hydropower Station, which flows out from under the dam. water.

He said, "Then take two bottles of this."

The proprietress put down the bottle of wine, took the screwdriver, and opened the bottle cap for Fang Yan. She turned around and walked into the back kitchen, where the sound of a blower buzzed immediately.

After coming out of the back kitchen, the proprietress went to the freezer, took another bottle of beer, brought it over and placed it on Fangyan's table.

Fang Yan was about to ask her if she knew about Meicheng Knitting Factory. In the back kitchen, the sound of the blower became weaker, and there was the sound of a horse spoon hitting a pot. The proprietress waved her hand to Fang Yan:

"Your food is ready and will be served to you immediately."

"So fast?" Fang Yan was surprised.

The landlady smiled and said, "You are the only customer."

She went into the kitchen, and when she came out, she brought a big plate of fried snails in sauce to Fang Yan. The amount of food here looked really big.

The landlady put the dishes on the table and didn't walk away immediately. She looked at Fang Yan and asked:
"Did you have anything to ask me just now?"

Fang Yan laughed, and he said yes, "I have something to ask you. Do you know about Meicheng Knitting Factory?"

"Meicheng Knitting Factory? Meicheng Knitting Factory, Meicheng Knitting Factory..." The proprietress muttered as she backed away to the door of the kitchen, and then shouted:
"Hey, come out."

The sound of the blower stopped immediately, and a very fat young man came out of the back kitchen. He walked to the door of the back kitchen, looked at the proprietress and asked:

"what's up?"

The proprietress pointed towards Fang Yan and said, "This customer has something to ask." The fat man walked towards Fang Yan and stared at the plate of fried snails in sauce in front of Fang Yan. He thought there was something wrong with his dish and the guest had an opinion.Although he was a fat man, he felt awkward standing next to Fang Yan.

Fang Yan quickly used his chopsticks to point to the snail shell he had just finished eating, and said to the fat man:
"The snails you fried are delicious."

The fat man sighed: "Thank you!"

The proprietress came over and said, "He asked us if there is a factory in Meicheng. Oh, Meicheng Knitting Factory."

"Meicheng Knitting Factory?" The fat man tilted his head and thought for a moment, then shook his head and said firmly to Fang Yan: "No, there is definitely no knitting factory in Meicheng."

"Yes, there is no more now." Fang Yan said, "I was asking if there used to be a Meicheng Knitting Factory here."

"Before, when?"

"Eight or eight years."

"Eighty-eight years?!" The fat man seemed to have been burned, and shouted: "I haven't been here since eighty-eight years, how could I know?"

The landlady next to him immediately kicked him and rolled his eyes at him. The fat man argued:
"Really, 35, if you think about it, that was [-] years ago. My parents were not married yet, so how could I be there?"

Fang Yan followed his words and said to him: "But your father should have already developed by that time, that one is already there."

Neither the fat man nor the landlady expected that Fang Yan would say such a thing. One of them ate and the other quacked, and they laughed together. With this smile, everyone became casual. The fat man said to Fang Yan:
"If you want to know something so early, ask my little grandpa, he will definitely know."

The little grandpa is the younger brother of the fat grandpa. In terms of age, he should be at least six or seventy years old. If he is not confused and has a good memory, he should indeed be able to remember what happened at that time.

"That's right, his little grandpa is the land security guard of Meicheng." The proprietress immediately interjected from the side, and the fat man rolled his eyes at her.

Fang Yan asked: "What do you mean?"

The landlady said: "He knows everything about Meicheng."

Fang Yan was happy when he heard this, and there was something going on. He quickly asked the fat man: "Then can I meet your little grandpa?"

The fat man was in trouble. He scratched the back of his head and was speechless. Fang Yan immediately thought of it and said to him: "Not now, the old man must have gone to bed now..."

The fat man and the landlady looked at each other and laughed again. Fang Yan didn't know why they were laughing. Was he wrong?
The fat man said: "How can he be so peaceful and go to bed so early? At this time, he is either out catching fish or playing mahjong. When he is playing mahjong, if you call him, he will curse. If you want to Ask him what happened a long time ago. Let’s ask him tomorrow during the day, and I’ll call him over tomorrow.”

Fang Yan nodded and asked, "Is your store open at noon?"

The fat man said, let’s start cooking lunch.

"Well, at noon tomorrow, I'll treat your little grandpa to dinner at your place and then ask him about things, okay?" Fang Yan said.

Before the fat man could answer, the landlady slapped him on the butt and said to him, "Promise quickly!"

The fat man quickly said, OK, then tomorrow at noon.

Fang Yan took out his business card, gave it to them, and said to them:
"Tomorrow at 11:30 noon, I will be there on time. If your little grandpa is unable to come due to something, please give me a call to let me know, okay?"

"He's fine. He just wanders around every day. If you don't call him, he'll come to the store two or three times a day. Don't worry, I'll make the call." The landlady took the business card and said to Fang Yan.

Things came to light, Fang Yan was in a good mood, and the dishes cooked by Fatty were indeed delicious, and the portions were indeed large. A serving of spicy fish fillets actually used a whole silver carp weighing more than two kilograms.After finishing two bottles of wine, Fang Yan asked for another bottle. The beer was also delicious. I'm not bragging.Fang Yan had never seen this kind of beer in Hangzhou, so he decided to take a few boxes back with him in the trunk when he left.

After having enough wine and food, Fang Yan said goodbye to Fatty and his wife, and walked back alone.

Looking back when he walked out of the door, Fang Yan realized that the name of this restaurant was Fatty Hotel.

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