The Pentium Era - South to North

Zhang Xiangbei stayed in Beijing for another two days. Everything was normal here. Wenwen and the others were already preparing for the launch of community distribution.

Zhang Xiangbei flew from Beijing to Guangzhou, and Wu Huan flew directly from Tianjin to Shenzhen. On December 15, when the "fresh home delivery" unit customers in Guangzhou and Shenzhen went online, Lin Kunfeng, the general manager of their Guangdong branch, would meet with Wu Huan and Huan were watching together in Shenzhen, while in Guangzhou, there were Zhang Xiangbei, Zhou Ruoyi and Sun Xiangyang who had been here for a long time and had been assisting in the preparation work.

Zhou Ruoyi and Sun Xiangyang came to Baiyun Airport to pick up Zhang Xiangbei. The three childhood playmates and siblings had not seen each other for several months. When they first saw each other, they were stunned. Each felt that the other had changed a lot and had long since stopped. And with that childish look on his face, he looks very mature, smart and capable.

Zhang Xiangbei told the two people about his feelings. Sun Xiangyang was unconvinced. He said, you are just a childish kid who just left school. I have already been a policeman for a year.

Zhou Ruoyi was very convinced. She told Zhang Xiangbei, "Don't say it's you. I had a video chat with my mother that day to show her how I worked. My mother even cried, saying that she had never thought that I would still be like this." Capable, my dad secretly told me on WeChat that every time my mom goes to pick up food from our crisper, she cries because she is thinking about her daughter and what I did in Guangdong.

Zhou Ruoyi's eyes turned red as she spoke. Zhang Xiangbei looked at Sun Xiangyang and said:

"The fat man must be lazy. He's still so fat and hasn't lost any fat."

Sun Xiangyang chuckled: "I'm trying to keep in shape, okay?"

Zhou Ruoyi said: "No, fat people are also very capable. They climb upstairs and downstairs every day. I estimate that they are at least as big as Beifang. It is a miracle that they are still so fat."

Zhou Ruoyi has been in Guangzhou for a few months, but she has not made "it hurts your lungs" to become her new mantra. Instead, she has put the word "no" on her lips. "No" is omnipotent here. It can mean that she doesn't want to or not. If you don’t understand something, you can also express your refusal and disagreement.

However, there are still differences between her and the Cantonese people. When the Cantonese people say "no", they often end up with a long sound "No ah~~" and "No la~~". When it comes to Zhou Ruoyi, they always use short sounds. , crisp and clear, like fried broad beans popping out of her mouth: no, no, no, no east, no west, no heaven and no earth.

Zhang Xiangbei smiled. He walked in the middle, stretched out his arms, and hugged them one by one. The three of them walked side by side outside the airport. Sun Xiangyang, who was walking on the right side of Zhang Xiangbei, held the trolley case for him.

Zhang Xiangbei took the latest flight to Guangzhou. After the plane arrived, he picked up his luggage, walked to the exit, and met Zhou Ruoyi and Sun Xiangyang. It was already 10:30 in the evening. Zhou Ruoyi asked Zhang Xiangbei if he was hungry?

"Of course, when I came to you, I didn't have any food left. I didn't even eat the meals on the plane. I only drank drinks. Tell me, what delicious food can you take me to eat?" Zhang Xiangbei asked.

"Are you afraid of the distance?" Zhou Ruoyi asked.

Zhang Xiangbei said he was not afraid.

"That's easy to handle." Zhou Ruoyi said.

Zhang Xiangbei was surprised and asked: "What do you mean it will be easy?"

Fatty Sun was laughing beside him, and Zhou Ruoyi said, "No need to worry, just follow."

The three of them walked to the parking lot. Fatty Sun put Zhang Xiangbei's trolley suitcase in the trunk and walked to the front, only to see Zhou Ruoyi sitting in the driver's seat and saying to him:

"You go to the back to accompany Zhang Xiangbei."

Zhou Ruoyi drove out of Baiyun Airport, walked through the airport expressway, entered the inner ring road, and drove along the inner ring road for a while. Zhang Xiangbei thought he was going into the city to go to some late-night snack street, but he didn't expect that Zhou Ruoyi was driving The car did not enter the city, but went around. When it reached the Pearl River Tunnel, Zhang Xiangbei finally couldn't help it anymore and asked:

"What the hell, where are we going?"

"Shawan." Zhou Ruoyi said.

"Is it in downtown Guangzhou?" Zhang Xiangbei asked, not knowing what Shawan was.

"No, Fanyu." Zhou Ruoyi said.

Zhang Xiangbei was shocked. He didn't know about Shawan, but Panyu knew about it. He knew that Panyu was a county in the suburbs of Guangzhou, and now it was called a district, just like Yuhang was originally just a county in the suburbs of Hangzhou, and now it is called a district. Just like changing the name to Yuhang District, Baiyun Airport is located due north of Guangzhou, while Panyu is located due south of Guangzhou, which happens to bypass the entire urban area of ​​Guangzhou. How long does it take to get there?

"Why go so far away?"

Zhang Xiangbei asked Fatty Sun. Fatty Sun chuckled and did not answer. Zhou Ruoyi said in front:

"Didn't I just ask you if you're afraid of the distance? Now we're halfway there. Why are you so nagging? It's too late to regret."

Zhang Xiangbei said: "Okay, let me ask, how many roads are there in total?"

"It's more than seventy kilometers from the airport to Shawan." Zhou Ruoyi said, "It's almost thirty kilometers away now, is that okay?"

Zhang Xiangbei said: "Let me ask again, what are you going to eat? Seafood?"

"No, pig offal porridge." Zhou Ruoyi said.

When Zhang Xiangbei heard this, he was immediately discouraged and cursed:

"Traveling such a long way just to have a bowl of porridge? You two, it's too boring. Didn't you get your salary last month? Are you so stingy that you want to send me away with just a bowl of porridge? Are you doing it on purpose? You drink porridge in front of me and cry about being poor. If you don’t have money, you can talk about it.”

Fatty Sun chuckled, and Zhou Ruoyi cursed:

"You fucking think I'm willing to run away. If you Zhang Xiangbei hadn't come here, I wouldn't have been willing to run so far for a midnight snack. Let me tell you, this is our second time. The first time was Lin Kunfeng who took us there. Especially It’s delicious, so the fat man would say it several times, saying that Zhang Xiangbei must take him to eat when he comes, Zhang Xiangbei, do you have any conscience?”

This scolding brought out his true nature, and there was not even a single word "no".

Zhang Xiangbei laughed loudly and said: "Okay, Zhou Ruoyi, I apologize to you and thank you for your kindness. Fatty, what's so delicious about this porridge?"

"It's just so delicious." Sun Xiangyang said.

"Nonsense, why is it so delicious?" Zhang Xiangbei asked.

Sun Xiangyang scratched his head: "It's just delicious, delicious, delicious like that."

Zhou Ruoyi laughed in front, Zhang Xiangbei shook his head helplessly, Zhou Ruoyi said: "Zhang Xiangbei, you are tall, you will be smarter later."

"What?" Zhang Xiangbei asked.

"Grab it, wait for the pig miscellaneous goods to arrive, everyone has to rob it by themselves, and it will be counted as much as they grab it. After grabbing it, they will weigh it and tell the store what to do, such as money, ladders and large intestines. There is nothing on a pig. How many things, if you are slow, will be snatched away in the blink of an eye." Zhou Ruoyi said.

Zhang Xiangbei boasts that he is very familiar with vegetables and meat products, including pig offal, beef offal, and haggis offal. But what Zhou Ruoyi said is that Zhang Xiangbei knows that the large intestine is the pig rectum, which is the part connected to the pig's anus. One section, the meat is particularly thick and chewy, and tastes better than large intestine. In terms of money, in ham, it is the part close to the pig leg. As for the heavenly ladder, who knows what it is.

Zhou Ruoyi told Zhang Xiangbei that money was not what he said, but the part on the pig's face that connects to the root of the pig's tongue. The ladder is the cartilage of the pig's upper jaw, and the pig intestines are the duodenum of the pig. If you don't know these in Guangzhou, , you should stop messing around.

"Zhang Xiangbei, do you know why many old people from Guangzhou come to Panyu to eat pig offal porridge?" Zhou Ruoyi asked.

Zhang Xiangbei said he didn't know, I'm not Lao Guang.

"There are many slaughterhouses in Panyu. These porridge shops are right near the slaughterhouse. The slaughterhouse starts killing pigs at eleven o'clock in the evening. When the pig offal is delivered here at twelve o'clock, it is still warm and very fresh, so it is delicious. ." Zhou Ruoyi said.

"It's rare and strange. Potian is also pig offal. I ate Dongguo whole pig in Shouguang. The whole pig plus offal, everything. I ate beef in Hainan. The slaughterhouse is next door. While eating beef, I can still eat it. I heard the cows screaming for dear life when they were being slaughtered next door.”

The sound of the cow screaming desperately was made up by Zhang Xiangbei, but this way, Zhou Ruoyi was able to be suppressed.

Zhang Xiangbei asked: "Zhou Ruoyi, when you eat pig offal porridge here, can you hear the pig's killing sound when the pig is being killed next door?"

"No." Zhou Ruoyi was discouraged and said, "But you can hear the pig next to you screaming, 'It's delicious, it's delicious, it's delicious.'"

Zhang Xiangbei laughed loudly, and Fatty Sun punched Zhou Ruoyi on the back of the chair. Zhou Ruoyi yelled "Wocao" and started laughing too.

When the car arrived in Shawan, after twists and turns, Zhou Ruoyi drove the car to the door of a store. The red light strips on the door illuminated the cursive characters "Shawan Pig Shi Wang", with two special emphasis on the front. In bold: "authentic".

There were already cars parked in front of the store. Zhou Ruoyi found a seat on the opposite side of the road and parked the car. The three of them got out of the car. Zhang Xiangbei stood there, sniffing suddenly. Zhou Ruoyi asked:

"What do you want to do? Want to smell where the slaughterhouse is?"

Zhang Xiangbei was right. He remembered that on the street in Xiangou, Ding'an, Hainan, he could hear the howling of cows in the slaughterhouse next door when eating beef. He made it up, but the smell of cow dung was real and could be smelled.

"Are you stupid?" Zhou Ruoyi cursed, while Fatty Sun kept laughing beside him.

The three people crossed the road and walked to the opposite side. There were already many people in the store, but everyone was sitting there without eating, and the table in front of them was empty.

Zhou Ruoyi and Zhang Xiangbei said: "We are all waiting, the pig offal has not arrived yet."

Zhang Xiangbei looked at the time, it was only eleven forty.

The three of them went in and found an empty table. Zhou Ruoyi asked Sun Xiangyang to sit here and wait. She took Zhang Xiangbei to visit, and finally went to queue up at the open stall.

The back kitchen and open stalls of this hotel are connected together, and they are both semi-open. Standing outside, you can see everything inside. Zhang Xiangbei saw two large stainless steel barrels and pots at the stall, which were bigger than Shouguang. The stainless steel pot used to braise Dongguo whole pig is even bigger. The two large pots are filled with two pots of white porridge. It is boiling. The porridge is already very thick and mushy. I will wait for the pig offal to arrive and add it to the boil.

There were already people queuing up in front of the open stall. Zhou Ruoyi and Zhang Xiangbei said that the pig offal would be delivered here later and cut up in the open stall.

Zhou Ruoyi leaned close to Zhang Xiangbei's ear and said to him: "You also grab here, you line up here."

Zhou Ruoyi walked away and walked to the Ming stall. There was a chef leaning on the wall there smoking. Zhou Ruoyi approached and chatted with him. Zhang Xiangbei was surprised. He found that Zhou Ruoyi could already use Guangdong. Chatted with the other party skillfully.

Zhou Ruoyi quickly became familiar with the chef. Zhang Xiangbei couldn't help but smile as he watched. He knew that Zhou Ruoyi was building a relationship with the chef so that the chef could take care of them later.

After all, it is a dignified CMO and marketing director who is "delivering fresh food at home". If he comes here and can't even handle a chef who cuts pork offal in the open stall, Zhou Ruoyi feels that it would be too embarrassing.

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