Li Zhongxin was just about to say yes when he suddenly heard a stomach rumble in his ears. He was stunned for a moment. Thinking that it had been a long time since they got off the plane and it was past lunch time, it was also time.

Have something to eat.

As for asking Dong Tianhao to ask about the land issue, it is not a matter of urgency. If there is land for sale in Nanyuan Village, he can't run away, and it won't take less than an hour and a half.

Thinking of this, Li Zhongxin said: "Dong Tianhao, don't worry, let's find a place to solve the lunch problem first. Everyone is hungry at this point. Let's go out to worship the five internal organs temple together."

"Brother Xin, how about you take a bite here? I'll let Zhao Yue cook for you. Zhao Yue's cooking is quite delicious." Wang Peng heard what Li Zhongxin said, and when he heard Wang Bo

Hearing the sound of stomach rumbling, he immediately understood that Li Zhongxin and Wang Bo had gotten off the plane and came directly to Tu's side. They must be hungry.

This place is in the suburbs of Beijing. There is nothing to eat around. Only state-owned restaurants can be found far away. When going out to eat, it is really better to let Zhao Yue cook some food here.

"No, there are so many of us! If we eat here, we can't sit down. Let's go out to eat together, just nearby! Just have a quick lunch." Li Zhongxin directly rejected Wang Peng's suggestion. They all

How long does it take to eat at Wang Peng’s place just to cook?

Besides, the environment of the waste station should be very high in bacteria. He is only eleven years old now. If he gets sick from eating in this place, it will really be a waste that outweighs the gain.

Even though Li Zhongxin had no problem chatting in such a place, when it came to eating, Li Zhongxin really didn't want to eat in such an environment.

"Nearby?! Nearby?!" Wang Peng touched his forehead with his right hand and muttered the word "nearby", but said nothing.

Wang Peng and the three of them have always cooked for themselves in Nanyuan Village and seldom go out to eat. After all, eating anywhere requires national food stamps or capital food stamps.

In the suburbs, the flow of people is small, and few people choose to open restaurants in such places. The state-owned hotel industry does not operate in such places.

Although the three of them received a lot of national food stamps from Wang Deqing and their monthly salary was dozens of yuan, they had no idea of ​​going out to eat or drink.

They are in the business of purchasing scraps. Not to mention the issue of clothing, if they really go out to eat and drink, other people will think of them.

"Don't tell me, I know a place that tastes pretty good. How about we go to the noodle shop near the main road at the entrance of the village to eat noodles?" Dong Tianhao saw Wang Peng stuttering and didn't say anything, so he directly answered Li

The question of faithfulness.

"It's great to eat noodles! Dumplings are put on the bus and noodles are put on the bus. It's very suitable for our current situation. Besides, it's almost noon now. As long as we can fill our stomachs, let's go and eat noodles together."

Li Zhongxin heard from Dong Tianhao that there was a noodle shop near the village entrance, and he immediately chose that place.

Just when Li Zhongxin was about to get up, he saw Wang Peng glared at Dong Tianhao hatefully, and said eagerly: "Brother Xin, please don't listen to Tianhao. Although the noodle shop tastes good,

Yes, but it’s really not suitable for you to eat there, otherwise a few of us would invite you to eat in the capital city!”

Li Zhongxin frowned. He didn't understand what Wang Peng said. Just when he was about to ask, he saw Wang Peng kick Dong Tianhao's calf without leaving a trace and whispered to Dong Tianhao: "God

Hao, you have a bad idea. Our leaders have come to inspect our work. How can you let them eat in a place like that? You have no sincerity at all."

Li Zhongxin interrupted Wang Peng's words very rudely. He said impatiently: "Wang Peng, I don't like hearing you talk like this. I remember you are also from Zhubantun. We people don't eat anywhere.

Same, I think noodles are pretty good, and it shouldn’t be far from here, so let’s go there to eat noodles, and don’t say anything else.”

Li Zhongxin knew clearly that Wang Peng thought that he, Wang Bo, Wang Deqing and three others were coming to their side, and he wanted to do his best to treat them as landlords and invite them to eat some good food in the capital.

However, the few of them have nothing to do with Wang Peng's invitation to eat, not to mention that if they want to eat well, they have to come to a village like theirs.

"This, this, this...isn't this good!" Wang Peng still felt a little uncomfortable that Li Zhongxin was going to eat in that noodle restaurant, and he was even more unwilling to let Li Zhongxin and the others go to that noodle restaurant to eat noodles.

"Okay, stop whining there. Zhongxin said he wanted to eat noodles at the entrance of the village, so let's go to the entrance of the village to eat noodles. Let's set off now! It's okay if you don't say it. But when you say it, I'm so hungry.

I feel like I can't stand it anymore." Wang Bo glanced at Wang Peng in displeasure, stood up, pushed open the door of Wang Peng's room, and walked out.

Seeing his third uncle walking out in a very characteristic manner, Li Zhongxin immediately stood up and followed Wang Bo out.

Whatever you eat is to fill your stomach, no matter where you eat, you can eat it. Noodle restaurants are also a good choice. In Tokyo, there is always big fish and meat, but when you come back here to eat a bowl of noodles, it is not bad.

Because Dong Tianhao said that the noodle shop was at the entrance of the village, they also rode in the car all morning. Li Zhongxin told the driver and Yan Liguo, who had stayed in the car without getting out of the car, to get out of the car and follow them to walk to the entrance of the village to eat noodles.

After walking for only five minutes, they arrived at the entrance of the village.

Li Zhongxin saw that the noodle shop at the entrance of the village that Dong Tianhao mentioned was a noodle shop, and there was nothing wrong with it at all.

Because when you walk not far away, you can see a very tall bamboo pole, carrying a piece of white cloth like a small white flag, with a big Chinese character written in blue on it.

As long as you are not a fool, you can immediately tell that this place is a noodle shop.

But! It’s not quite true that it’s a noodle shop.

It was a tent sewn together from a glass fiber bag (the old-fashioned kind called a fiberglass bag, the kind of blue and red stuff that looks like plastic when you go out or carry it on the street) sewn together.

The tent is not big, about ten square meters, and is supported on the ground by four wooden sticks as tall as bamboo poles. Although the four wooden sticks are nailed to the ground, there are also stones forming a circle to block the front of the wooden sticks, and

A few ties made of nylon threads prevent the tent from blowing away when the wind is strong.

In the center of the tent, two tables painted black and a row of dirty old-fashioned benches were randomly placed. A middle-aged man in his forties with a white towel around his shoulders, and a man wearing a floral cloth

The middle-aged woman in a shirt was busy in a shady area on the far right side of the tent.

The place where the two of them were busy was a large eight-yin iron pot, with steam rolling over it. On a hot summer day, you could even see the rising waves of heat.
Chapter completed!