Urban Treasure Appraisal: My eyes see through everything

Zhao Zhuwei guessed what Yang Feng wanted to ask, and said with a smile: "If her family is in business, there will be big trouble." "

What do you mean?"

"You'll know later."

Zhao Zhuwei didn't say much, and continued: "Why don't I send you downstairs, and when you come back, remember to bring me some specialties from your hometown."

"No problem.

Yang Feng readily agreed.

The two of them spoke as they walked downstairs.

As a car drove outside.

Zhao Zhuwei watched Yang Feng leave, touched her chin and thought for a moment, and finally picked up her phone.

"Xiaoyue, shall I take you to a fun place?"

Zhao Zhuwei immediately said on the phone.

Yang Feng didn't know that his hometown was about to welcome two heavyweight guests.

At this time, he drove the car all the way to his home.

Jiangcheng.

It is the largest city in Nam Giang province and is one of the most economically developed cities in the whole country.

But that's what no one would have thought.

It's such a city, but it's dark under the lights.

After Yang Feng drove the car out of 300 kilometers, he already felt a backward township.

Not to mention, his hometown of Shicheng is still an extremely backward and impoverished area.

As the name suggests.

The area of Stone Castle is mountainous and plain, and even the highways and railways are crossed by tunnels and bridges.

In addition, there are no local resources and no investment, so they have not been taken care of.

In the words of many, it can be called a poor mountain and a bad water.

But for Yang Feng, it is this poor mountain and bad water that has accompanied him for nearly 20 years.

Now that he has the ability, he must no longer be able to watch his hometown stay poor like this.

As someone once said, we continue to grow and Xi, not to leave that poor place, but to change that poor place.

So Yang Feng felt that his time had come.

Six or seven hundred kilometers away.

Yang Feng finally arrived in his hometown in the evening.

He was Xi to stopping his car in town.

The smell of broth wafted into the nose at this point.

This is the beef soup that is a specialty of his hometown.

There is also a snack that represents childhood, which is called rice rice in their hometown.

Yang Feng walked into a fat sister breakfast shop.

In-store.

Business was good at this time, and it was the restaurant in the evening.

"Boss, give me a bowl of beef soup and three rice dumplings.

Yang Feng said to the boss.

The boss was a middle-aged woman with grease stains on her hands at this time.

She was busy and didn't look at it, but while she was working, she replied, "Okay, you wait a minute, and you'll be fine right away."

Yang Feng found a place to sit next to him.

Looking at the familiar scene in front of him, Yang Feng still felt some emotion in his heart.

During the Chinese New Year, in order to catch up with the schedule, Yang Feng did not go home at that time.

I haven't been back for a year.

Now that I've been expelled, I really have time to go back and see my parents.

Just as Yang Feng was about to go home with a full meal.

But a violent voice came from the door, and shouted dissatisfiedly: "Boss, why are you still opening this shabby shop?! I have told you that you are not allowed to open

it in the future?" This irritable voice attracted the attention of the people in the store.

Yang Feng looked over there and found that it was a young man with dyed yellow hair and wearing a non-mainstream ragged clothes, walking around the door with four or five people.

When the proprietress heard this, she hurriedly put down the work in her hand and said, "Several, today is the last day...... On this last day, I will definitely move out tomorrow, I ......

this ""Enough, Lao Tzu gave a notice yesterday, and he dares to open today, didn't he take our supervisors in his eyes?"

The proprietress looked scared, and could only say, "Okay...... Okay, then I'll finish it for the few guests who just came in, and

I'll close the store, I'll ......" "Don't nonsense, just close the door now, otherwise I'll smash your broken shop!" Huang Mao didn't

give the proprietress time to react at all.

As he spoke, Huang Mao also walked in front of Yang Feng.

He noticed that the latter was staring at him at this time, and snorted, "Boy, where are you from? "

Which village are you from?" Yang

Feng said in his native dialect.

When Huang Mao heard that he was still a local, he couldn't help but become even more rampant and said, "Why, don't you know that we are market regulators?"

"I just came back, and I really didn't hear that there are more people in the town.

"Yohe, I'm very unconvinced by your kid's tone.

Huang Mao couldn't help laughing and said, "Which village are you from?"

"Toyota Village."

"Haha, your village secretary just drank with me two days ago, you kid dare to touch my head here, do you really think that you can go out and mix for two years and be able to make a fuss in this acre and three points?"

Huang Mao pursed his lips, directly picked up the porcelain plate in front of Yang Feng, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Smack!"

the plate fell apart.

Huang Mao glared at Yang Feng warningly, then looked at the proprietress and said, "Boss, why are you still in a daze?" This kid only deserves to eat, you close the door quickly!"

"Yes, yes, I ......" "

I said I wasn't allowed to close it."

Yang Feng's voice came again.

He was already a little angry.

But when he spoke again at this time, the proprietress seemed to recognize him at this time.

"Xiao Feng?!It's Xiao Feng!"

The proprietress was surprised.

They were from the same village, and they often helped each other when they were younger.

Yang Feng smiled and said, "Aunt Liang."

"Yo he, you two still know each other? Wouldn't it be better, the proprietress hurriedly introduced me to him, lest he be so ignorant."

When Huang Mao saw it, he immediately became proud.

Aunt Liang was really afraid of these people, so she hurriedly pulled Yang Feng up and said, "Xiao Feng, don't eat it today, or let's have a meal together after we go home, they ...... Don't be provoked. She

knew that Yang Feng had a sense of justice, but she really couldn't let him fall into this fire pit.

However, Yang Feng didn't get up, but smiled and said: "Aunt Liang, don't worry, I have to eat this beef soup today, as for these guys, don't worry about them." "

Hmm?!, boy, what are you talking about!" Huang

Mao was furious.

The people behind him also stepped forward at this time.

Yang Feng sneered and said, "What, you still want to fight here

?" "Damn, you really don't know the relationship between Lao Tzu and the director of the police station, right?"

Huang Mao grabbed a plate next to him and was about to buckle it directly towards Yang Feng's head.

Seeing that he had a fierce look in his eyes, he was obviously fighting a lot.

But in front of Yang Feng, he wasn't even an ant.

Seeing that the plate was about to fall, Yang Feng grabbed his arm.

Huang Mao felt as if his arm was caught in iron tongs, and he couldn't move at all.

"Litter.

Yang Feng's hand strained slightly.

"Click!"

With the sound of bones breaking, he actually directly crushed Huang Mao's bones!

At this moment, a pig-like howl was dozens of meters in radius.

Several of his subordinates saw that there were such people in the world at this time, and they immediately trembled and took half a step back, for fear that Yang Feng would crush their skulls again.

", I don't want to let you affect your mood.

Yang Feng kicked the yellow hair.

Huang Mao's body flew out seven or eight meters and hit the side of the road at the door.

Such a scene made the store as silent as death.