God Level Farm

Song Qiming and others also smiled and nodded. They all felt that Xia Ruofei’s Buddha jump wall was very delicious, but the specifics were good, but they couldn’t tell why.

Among the people present, Ling Xiaotian has the most say.

Ling Xiaotian looked at Xia Ruofei in a complicated way. He cleared his throat and said: "The Buddha jumped the wall because the ingredients involved are very rich. Some people who don't understand this dish think it is a pot of stew. In fact, this is a big mistake. The Buddha jumps from the beginning of the selection of materials, it must be fine and thoughtful. Some people say that this is already an art of cooking."

Ling Xiaotian said while using chopsticks to pick up a few ingredients in the bowl in front of him: "Obviously, if the flying Buddha's wall is used in the selection of ingredients, it is perfect! Especially the use of abalone is a very high quality netted abalone. The meat is soft and tough, and the taste is excellent. Other ingredients are also the best choice!"

Xia Ruofei can not help but secretly nod, it seems that this future old father-in-law is really a person who knows how to do it!

Because this abalone grows in the sea of ​​the spiritual space since childhood, it is undoubtedly the best among all the ingredients.

Ling Xiaotian is still screaming over there: "Pretreatment of ingredients is also a top priority in the cooking process of the Buddha's jump wall. Even the order of stacking and simmering is very particular. The handling of single shark fins is complicated. First To water, go to the sand, cover the fat meat, steam into the cage, and then go to the fat meat, and then with the abalone, fish belly, fish lips and so on, use the prepared chicken soup to soften Of course, this is what I know about the processing of ingredients. Maybe if there is a secret to flying, this Buddha's jump wall will be so different!"

Song Qiming and others listened and couldn't help but nod and nod. The expert is the expert, and it is really the head!

Ling Xiaotian looked to Xia Ruofei, but he laughed and said nothing, and did not seem to want to tell the mystery.

Ling Xiaotian smiled and continued: "Look at this Buddha's jump wall. First of all, the soup is dark brown, and the soup has a rich gelatin. After drinking the soup, you can even feel the lips stick. This shows that the gum in the ingredients has fully entered the soup."

"There are so many seafood flavors, the fusion of the taste is not the slightest aggressiveness, the taste is delicious, just like the Wuyishan's nine-curve 18 bends, from time to time there will be a feeling of peaks and turns!" Ling Xiaotian said that the more passionate, "Shark's fin, abalone, tendon, flower mushroom, pigeon egg... taste mellow but not greasy, soft and smooth, mellow and tasteful!"

“It’s really good!” Song Qiming smiled. “After some explanations by Ling Dong, we only know that this little altar has jumped into the wall. There are so many exquisite things! If you fly, you can’t afford it!”

Before I even waited for Xia Ruofei to be humble, Song Wei also smiled and said: "I also have some feelings... This warm and inconspicuous, long-lasting Buddha jumps the wall, as if it is not confusing and knows the happiness of the destiny, as if time has become a taste, Passed away for centuries!"

Xia Ruofei laughed and said: "You... hold me too high... especially Song Wei, who is a high school student at Yanjing University! Your comments can be used as advertising words!"

Song Wei smiled and said: "Although use! Do not charge your copyright fees!"

Everyone laughed again, Xia Ruofei greeted: "Come here, eat and eat! Buddha jumps to the wall to eat hot..."

Today's dinner has Xia Ruofei's Buddha jump wall as the main dish, as well as the Sanshan specialties cooked by Ling Xiaotian.

The dishes cooked by Ling Xiaotian use a lot of Taoyuan brand vegetables, and the wine used is naturally the special drunk baxian that Xia Ruofei added to the heart flower petal solution. He also specially prepared two bottles of semillon aged in the spiritual space for three. Ms.

Therefore, the specifications of today's dinner are quite high.

Even the well-informed Song Qiming family is also eager to eat and praise.

The atmosphere of the dinner was quite good. Song Qiming did not have a little city-committee-book-recording shelf. He laughed and chatted with Ling Xiaotian and asked about the business situation.

The concern of the secretary is naturally to make Ling Xiaotian very happy. He knows that from today, his company in Sanshan City, as long as it is legally operated, there is no need to worry about those ghosts.

Everyone ate and talked. The dinner was full for three hours. Everyone seems to have forgotten. In a box outside, there is a large group of people like needles.

Health, industry and commerce, taxation, safety supervision, urban management... The leaders of the units that participated in the joint inspection today rushed to Lingji private kitchen within half an hour.

Among them, the Health Bureau not only came to the Secretary, but the deputy director Tian Feilong also hurriedly dragged the obese body.

Because of this matter, Cao Guangzhi did not attend Xia Ruofei’s dinner, but asked Mr. Lu to prepare a working meal for him.

As for Tian Mingyi and others, Manager Lu naturally does not care for them, let them hungry.

In fact, no one of these people can eat any meal, and everyone is like a death test.

When the directors rushed to Ling Kee's private kitchen, Cao Guangzhi was working on a large bowl of seafood noodles.

Originally, Manager Lu had to arrange a hearty meal, but he was rejected by Cao Guangzhi. As a leading secretary, he was not necessarily qualified to be present on some occasions. He wanted a bowl of noodles to solve the problem of eating, not to mention the fact that the secretary also personally handed it over today. Business.

Cao Guangzhi insisted that Manager Lu had to follow his wishes, but this bowl of seafood noodles is also the chef's own hands, and there are not many noodles inside, most of them are excellent seafood, almost full of bowls are almost nine Shrimp, abalone and other ingredients.

"Cao Shi..." Sun’s director of the Health Bureau screamed with enthusiasm.

Cao Guangzhi looked up and looked at the top leaders of the various groups. He calmly said: "All the leaders have arrived? Please go to the next box to claim their respective people! The secretary has instructions, everyone is waiting in the box. It is."

These directors have the heart to ask someone! Although they were confused at the beginning, this was the phone call by the secretary of the secretary, and the matter involved the Secretary of Song, so they had already called the situation on the way.

These directors were all scared and almost stunned. In their hearts, they also took the blood of the people who participated in the "joint inspection."

Now they are bent on exploring a little bit of information from Cao Guangzhi, at least knowing what the attitude of the secretary is!

Therefore, the director of the Health Bureau hesitated and said carefully: "Chairman Cao, all of us are not strict in management, which led to the following people to make such a thing, but also offended the Secretary of Song, this ..."

"You shouldn't say this to me." Cao Guangzhi did not drink the noodle soup in the bowl. He put down the bowl and said, "Secretary Sun, wait for the secretary to finish the meal and see what instructions he has!"

Although these directors are all cadres at the same level, Cao Guangzhi is more like a leader, and no one feels that it is a violation. The staff around the leader can only judge by level. What's more, today they still ask for Cao Guangzhi.

Tian Mingyi’s father and deputy director of the Health Bureau, Tian Feilong, said quickly: “Chairman Cao blames me for not having enough child discipline to make such a big thing. You must help us! Otherwise the secretary blames it...”

When Cao Guangzhi faced Sun and other officials, he still maintained a polite attitude at least, but in the face of Tian Feilong, there was no good face to show him.

The son of Tian Feilong, today is even the secretary of the Song Dynasty, and is the initiator of today's events!

Cao Guangzhi’s face was slightly cold, and he asked: “Deputy Director Tian, ​​how can you help me in this situation? What I can tell you is that the secretary is very angry! It’s best to have a mental preparation! Well, I’m saying this. Let's go and get their own people first!"

In the officialdom, the name of a person is generally removed from the "deputy" word, which is also the most basic common sense, and Cao Guangzhi directly called Tian Feilong as "Deputy Director of Tian", which shows that he is quite disgusted with this person. .

Director Sun and others heard the words, but they even played drums in their hearts, and all of them were crying and sullen.

However, they also know that Cao Guangzhi is definitely not able to live on it. He can only go to the next door to understand the specific situation.

As a result, the group of directors and adults were extremely angry and sneaked into the next door.

As soon as I saw this group of guys who lost their souls, these bureau chiefs did not fight at all.

Especially Tian Feilong, he rushed to give Tian Mingyi a big mouth, and Tian Mingyi suddenly showed a clear handprint on his cheek, which shows that he did not stay at all.

"Dad..." Tian Mingyi also stayed.

"Don't call my dad!" Tian Feilong was so angry that he trembled. "You bastard, you have to kill me to be happy!"

Talking, Tian Feilong could not help but want to beat this pit father's goods.

Director Sun wrinkled his face and said: "Laotian, what are you doing? The urgent task now is to ask things clearly and quickly come up with a remedy!"

Secretary Sun’s implication is that you have to teach your son to go home to teach. Today everyone is miserable by your son. Who still has the heart to see you playing the prestige of the parents!

Tian Feilong’s slap in the air stayed in the air, and his heart was bitter. He could see that Secretary Sun was very dissatisfied with him.

Tian Feilong stunned Tian Mingyi and said: "Tell the truth of today. If you dare to hide it, Lao Tzu will go home and kill you!"

Where does Tian Mingyi dare to hide anything! Everything he did was caught by Song Secretary.

So he turned the beans like a bamboo tube and confessed what happened today, and then said with a sad face: "Dad, I really don't know how big the backstage of this store is! I... I didn't even know that he was Secretary Song..."

After Tian Feilong finished listening, he almost sat down on the ground with a black eye.

Things are a hundred times worse than the worst case he imagined! This baby son actually pointed him at the nose of Song Shu, and the guys were actually caught by Song Shu. In this case, even if he is clever, there is no way to argue. !

Moreover, at the level of Song Qiming, if he is determined to deal with who, is it necessary to listen to people to explain what?

Tian Feilong was too aware of his situation and could not stand the test.

He felt that the sky was falling.

After Sun and several other directors listened, they turned their dissatisfied eyes to Tian Feilong and his son.

"This... what can I do?" Tian Feilong lost his soul and groaned with his hands on his head.

Director Sun looked at Tian Feilong with a disgusted look and said coldly: "What else can I do? Wait!"

After understanding the situation, Secretary Sun is not as worried about this matter as he was before. He will definitely be implicated. After all, the Secretary is responsible for the overall work, at least to shoulder the leadership responsibility. However, with Tian Feilong’s scorpion, his situation is not imagined. So bad.

As for Tian Feilong, Secretary Sun has sentenced his political life to death.

The atmosphere in the box was extremely dull, and no one spoke, so he waited like a needle.

In this case, time seems to be particularly slow, and everyone feels extremely unbearable.

Most of these directors have not had time to eat dinner. Many of them have been called by Cao Guangzhi from a place where they are socializing. They have waited until more than nine o'clock, and all of them are hungry, but no one dares. There is a complaint.

As for Manager Lu, I have hated these people, and naturally I can't kindly prepare dinner for them.

Now he also knows that there are Songs in his shop personally supporting the waist, so he is quite full of strength.

At about 9:30, the box door was suddenly pushed open.

Director Sun and others looked up and looked at the past. I saw Cao Guangzhi standing at the door and making a gesture of asking, and then Song Qiming’s tall figure walked in from the outside.

After Song Qiming came in, Ling Xiaotian's father and daughter and Xia Ruofei also came in. As Fang Lizhen and Song Wei did not follow Song Qiming's handling of official affairs, they never participated or interfered. It has been a habit for many years. .

Director Sun and others were busy standing up.

"Song Shuji!"

"The secretary is good!"

Everyone greeted Song Qiming with guilty conscience.

Song Qiming’s sharp eyes swept over the people in the room, and then calmly asked: “Is everyone here?”

Cao Guangzhi immediately said: "The secretary, the director and director of a total of seven units have all arrived."

Song Qiming nodded and said: "Since all are here, let's open a live meeting today!"

After that, Song Qiming took out a stack of tickets from the pocket and the notice of suspension of the rectification, saying: "Comrades, such a new restaurant that has not been open for one day, whether it is a kitchen or a box, is almost spotless, but we The so-called joint inspection team has identified one or twenty problems, and even issued a notice to suspend business for rectification! Is this normal?"

Song Qiming glanced at everyone with a glance and continued: "Which unit opened the ticket, which unit's top leader came over! You should take a good look at the ridiculous punishment reasons and basis written on it! Interested can go Check out the kitchen and the box that was issued by our public officials on the spot! Then ask yourself, are you serving the people like this!"

After that, Song Qiming shot the stack of tickets on the table.

This is just like shooting on the heart of these directors. Everyone’s heart trembles in unison.