The small restaurant is located in the innermost part of a T-shaped alley. The shops nearby are restaurants, supermarkets and clothing stores. The front face of each shop is not spacious, but there are still many people who see it as business. It should be regarded as a prosperous alley. However, the location of this Shihui family restaurant is poor, which is a little deserted compared with other shops.

Because there was no parking space in front of the shop, Cao Xinmin's car stopped at the corner of the wall. Cao Xinmin tied the buttons of his woolen windbreaker before getting off the bus. "Xiao Zhao, it's time to get off work. I have nothing to do today. You can go back first!"

"OK, Secretary Cao, if you have anything, just call me directly." Xiao Zhao responded politely and drove away slowly. At the same time, Shen Dapeng also came to Cao Xinmin.

"It's nice here. It's quiet and tastes OK." Cao Xinmin didn't communicate much with the crowd except smiling. Especially when he saw Shen Dapeng, he even saved his strength to nod.

Familiar people walked in front, walked up three narrow steps, pushed the door into the small restaurant, and Shen Dapeng followed up the house in the thick white fog.

Everyone looked around the small restaurant. There were only three tables for four to six people. Then there was a simple partition made of plywood. There was a curtain hanging on a small door next to it, which should be the back kitchen of the restaurant.

"Oh, can we sit here?" Li Zeyu's voice, which was almost disgusted by mosquitoes and flies, was squeezed out of his throat.

It may not be time for dinner, or the business of this small restaurant is so cold. In short, there are no guests in the room. Only a pair of middle-aged men and women sitting at the table near the partition door, wearing simple clothes and greasy to shiny aprons. When they see guests, the middle-aged men and women quickly and warmly welcome them.

"We... Yo, Secretary Cao, are you here again? Why, are you greedy for my pimple soup again? " The middle-aged man felt his eyes were not very good. He didn't wear glasses, but he didn't recognize him until he was less than half a meter away from Cao Xinmin. However, it can be seen from his tone of voice that Cao Xinmin should be a repeat customer here.

"Lao Yang, your pimple soup is really delicious, but the pickled cucumber and sour radish with your daughter-in-law are almost interesting." Cao Xinmin smiled at the middle-aged woman, and the middle-aged woman responded with a smile. She sobbed and made a strange noise in her throat, wiped a table and motioned everyone to sit down.

Middle aged women don't seem to speak.

This is the first intuition of everyone present, but due to the respect of strange relationships, they don't talk much.

The woman went into the back kitchen without speaking. After everyone was done at a relatively large table that allowed six people to sit around, Lao Yang came up with the menu. The menu was not given to Cao Xinmin, but handed to Zhou Chengmin. It seems to him that Zhou Chengmin is more like an old board of payment, "what do you want to eat?"

"Secretary Cao, what would you like to eat?" Zhou Chengmin didn't dare to decide, so he quickly handed the menu to Cao Xinmin.

Unexpectedly, before Cao Xinmin reached out to pick it up, Lao Yang pushed the menu back to Zhou Chengmin. "Secretary Cao always comes with leek eggs, pimple soup and pickles. He likes our authentic taste. Boss, you'd better consider what you want to eat? We don't have big fish and meat in our family. We can try light family dishes. "

"What uncle Cao likes should not be wrong. Let's all drink pimple soup with pickles?" Li Zeyu would flatter, put forward suggestions, and turned to look at the people.

Liu Fengxia nodded approvingly, "well, I've been in the car all day. My intestines and stomach have been tumbling for a long time. Eat something light. There are six of us. Boss, you can weigh a few more dishes!"

"Then... How about vinegar bean sprouts, fried stupid eggs with leeks, fried meat with cucumber money, and Potherb platter? Wild mountain vegetables are picked in the mountains in autumn. They are not fresh, but they are guaranteed to have no chemical fertilizers and pesticides. "

"Oh? Wild vegetables? Yes! "

Liu Fengxia likes wild vegetables very much. When she was still in the cannery, she often used her spare time to go to the mountains with her co-workers to pick wild vegetables, such as fern, mother-in-law Ding, monkey leg, large leaf celery

In one day, everyone can pick a full bag and exercise without spending money. The main taste of green food without pesticides and fertilizers is very good. Unfortunately, Qingshu County, as a county seat, mountain forest resources are not as developed as Honglin city. It is impossible to achieve mass production and can only eat at home.

"Are there many wild vegetables in linling?" Shen Dapeng slowly asked Lao Yang, but Lao Yang had turned away and didn't hear his question.

Lao Yang didn't respond, but Cao Xinmin nodded affirmatively, "Honglin city is surrounded by forest mountains on three sides, and forest resources are naturally rich."

"Linhu City, which also depends on the mountain, has relatively convenient transportation and mainly develops wood resources and mineral resources. Honglin city has no forest farm and policies. However, several wild vegetable factories have done well. They have trade transactions with South Korea and island countries. In fact, the ecological park originally wanted to attract investment for similar factories to settle in, but I didn't expect..."

At this point, Cao Xinmin looked at Liu Fengxia, "unexpectedly, President Liu signed the whole phase I project of the ecological park directly. Those ordinary factories can only wait for the phase II project."

"Secretary Cao, if we can have dinner together, it means that the relationship is still close. Don't hold me any more. If I don't hold it in one hand, it hurts me to fall!"

Liu Fengxia smiled and poured warm water to Cao Xinmin. "If you think I'm a good person, you'll help approve more loans in years, so as to relieve the financial pressure of our company."

"Don't worry, good projects and projects that benefit the country and the people. As long as you complete them with quality and quantity, don't make trouble for everyone. I will try my best. Whether it's loans or provincial and municipal policies, I will definitely create a relatively harmonious atmosphere for you. Don't take it lightly for speed and quality."

"Uncle Cao is a good man! Dapeng just mentioned the airport. Do you have to discuss it? " Wang Yuying suddenly interrupted inexplicably and mentioned the proposal to build an airport.

Zhou Chengmin was not too surprised. After all, Li Zeyu made suggestions when he was in the car, but Li Zeyu said that he didn't speak until Cao Xinmin was drunk. Now the wine hasn't been served, and Wang Yuying said it too early.

Different from everyone's indifference, Cao Xinmin frowned slightly and picked the eyebrow peak to look at Shen Dapeng. In his opinion, Liu Fengxia and Zhou Chengmin had the opportunity to have dinner with themselves. They must try their best to strive for capital loans and preferential policies in the region. This is the essence of businessmen's heavy profits.

Before talking about the topic of striving for interests, Wang Yuying shifted the topic to some impractical airport issues, and Shen Dapeng himself admitted that he inadvertently mentioned the topic when he was at the boundary of the ecological park.