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Chapter 17 Brother Dong treats Jinling duck blood vermicelli soup to dinner today

When it comes to the most dangerous profession in the world, it is not the field engineers or the doctors on the front line of the fight against SARS, but journalists, journalists born in China. There was once a joke: Why are there no journalists from China involved in the world’s most dangerous profession?

During the selection event for the best journalists, the judges answered: It is not that there are no good journalists in China. Half of them are in prison and half are in the ward.

As for the riskier behavior in this world than being a Chinese reporter, it is nothing more than looking at the stars and going shopping with a stunning beauty on the land of China. Mr. Gu Long once said that women are always in trouble

Along with it, especially beautiful women.

Naturally, Nalan Yanyan is one of the best. In the bright moon, her snow-white skin is white and rosy against the falling moonlight, making her even more distinctive. A row of shell teeth shines under the moonlight, undulating.

His chest was constantly panting, and he seemed a little excited. However, the stacked peaks attracted countless unfriendly glances.

The night market in Jinling can be said to be famous in China. During the Southern and Northern Song Dynasties, night markets and lantern festivals began to appear in Jinling. All kinds of small vendors gathered together. They were people living at the lowest level, but they were also busy for life. Some

Sometimes, just for a profit of one or two yuan, we have to argue until we are red in the face.

Ants have the dignity of ants, although this dignity is nothing but a joke in front of those sunny giants.

But such an active and hard-working life is also necessary and must be respected. In the night, constantly walking between the stalls, a beautiful woman in a blue pleated skirt is like a flying butterfly, agile and jumping. From time to time

His starry eyes turned around, looking at the boy behind him with a doting smile on his face.

Turn around, pick up his arm, and lean Zhenshou on his shoulder like a baby. Although there is a constant flow of people on the street, you can still feel the beauty that only belongs to the two of them. It is a kind of irreplaceable, or a kind of beauty.

An indescribable wonderful feeling. That’s how it is when you’re in love. It’s the same for women. If you’re close, you’ll feel bad, and if you’re far, you’ll feel resentful.

"Yu Fan, look, look, that lantern is so beautiful!" Nalan Yanyan's exclamation once again made people feel light and agile, as if they had been baptized by something, and attracted countless pairs of eyes.

Chen Yufan smiled lightly and said, "How about giving it to you!"

Nalan Yanyan lowered her head and shook her head. Chen Yufan knew that this cute little girl did not want him to give her anything, but just wanted to share with him every surprise and every touch in her life. She shook her head lightly.

Shaking their heads, the two of them still walked like the best lovers in the night market.

The footsteps, the rise and fall of the chest, and finally even the sound of breathing were exactly the same, with the same rhythm, just walking like no one else.

Suddenly, Chen Yufan stopped in his steps and looked around. The scent of chopped green onion and jelly was everywhere. This smell was unforgettable for him and reminded him of his childhood. Nalan Yanyan raised her head lightly and said:

"What's wrong?"

Chen Yufan touched his somewhat deflated belly and said, "I'm a little hungry!"

"Hee hee!" She chuckled lightly and jumped away. Nalan Yanyan joked: "You must be greedy! Then sister, can you treat me to something to eat?"

Immediately, Nalan Yanyan pondered for a moment and said: "There are a lot of delicious food here, what do you want to eat?" As she said that, she couldn't help but look at Chen Yufan.

Chen Yufan chuckled lightly, smelled the aroma that hit his nostrils, playfully hugged Nalan Yanyan's slender waist, gently pinched her fat-free waist, shook his head and said: "Zhongshan is turning yellow due to the wind and rain.

A million-strong army has crossed the river. Brother Dong invites you to dinner today, Jinling Duck Blood Vermicelli Soup! Look, even the founding leaders of the People’s Republic of China invited it, it must be delicious!”

"Okay, let's go for the duck blood fans! I have never eaten these beach delicacies!" Nalan Yanyan looked at Chen Yufan with a curious smile. Chen Yufan gently stroked her long hair and said

:"follow me!"

She chuckled, holding the boy's hand tightly, and followed him, a happy smile overflowing from the corner of her mouth. Nalan Yanyan, a lady from a well-known family, may not have understood before that there were couples drinking together.

A bowl of noodle soup and a happy giggle. Now when happiness comes, she understands.

Just looking at him makes me feel happy even if I eat steamed buns every day.

What happiness is is not measured by data, but a real experience and feeling. If you feel happy, you will be happy. If you feel unhappy, no amount of money can buy your happiness. In human life

, the most important thing is not whether you have money or not, but whether you are happy or not.

Following behind Chen Yufan, like a delicate little daughter-in-law, he was shyly pulled to a stall. The boss was fishing vermicelli from the big pot at the moment. The fragrant green onion and coriander were evenly sprinkled on the soup bowl, and then poured

The fragrant duck bone soup is endlessly memorable.

Chen Yufan said with a smile: "Their duck blood fans are the most authentic!" Nalan Yanyan didn't say a word, but nodded fiercely.

"Boss, two big bowls of beef!" Chen Yufan seemed to be very familiar with the situation here and shouted. But Nalan Yanyan looked at her belly that was not yet deflated and said a little cautiously: "Yufan, I just ate

I’m so full, I’m afraid I won’t be able to eat anymore!”

Looking at the beauty beside him jokingly, he stretched out his hand to touch Nalan Yanyan's belly. Chen Yufan said with a smile: "It seems like three months!"

Nalan Yanyan's face immediately turned red with embarrassment, and she said angrily: "You hate it, you know it's not serious!"

Not long after, two large bowls of beef and duck blood vermicelli were served. However, Chen Yufan was a little surprised to find that there were a few extra pieces of meat on the two bowls of duck blood vermicelli, which made him feel astonishing. But looking at it from a distance

The busy boss turned to him casually and showed a kind smile, and he couldn't help but feel relieved.

This boss has been setting up a stall here for countless years. It is in this location and has always had this smell. It has been here since Chen Yufan can remember. As time goes by, he and Chen Yufan can be regarded as old acquaintances, although they have never met each other.

Say hello, but why should we meet before?

Chen Yufan didn't ask any questions and started to feast. Here, this European nobleman, the Prince of the British royal family, did not have the basic demeanor of a nobleman. He devoured his food as if he hadn't eaten for many years. In fact, this is also a style.

, can taste coffee, smoke cigars, enter five-star hotels, and enter roadside food stalls. If he can eat flatbread rolled with onions and drink Kyoto Erguotou, then he is considered a real man.

Different places naturally have different attitudes and sentiments.

But just as Chen Yufan moved his chopsticks, chewing and wanting to talk to Nalan Yanyan, a cold voice came from outside the stall: "Boss, one month is here, I should be rich today.
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