Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

"The essence of popping belly is that it is undercooked. When you are fully cooked, it will become chewy plastic. If you don't cook it, can you eat it if you don't cook it? Are you right?" Yang Rui picked up a chopstick and put the tripe on it. Put it into your mouth and enjoy the sound of clicking.

Wang Bo nodded along and said, "It's really not easy."

Yang Rui ate two more chopsticks, tapped the table with the tip of the chopsticks, and said, "You're welcome, I want too much. Let's order again after we finish eating. Hey, it's been a few years since we've been eating. Let's wait for everyone to react. It's not easy to eat."

Wang Bo took a bite, ate it, and nodded without feeling anything.

Yang Rui pursed his lips and said, "I don't know how to be blessed when I am blessed. Do you know how difficult it is to eat Feng's explosive belly in the future?"

Wang Bo laughed and said, "Why can't I understand."

"As I just told you, the essence of exploding belly is that it is undercooked. How do you judge whether it is undercooked? It all depends on experience, right? After that, everyone will be impetuous. Whose chef can still cook for three to five years?" To wash your stomach, you just look up at your neck to see how the master copied it? If someone has this skill, he would have made a lot of money a long time ago, so, in the future, it will be difficult for you to eat such an authentic stomach." Yang Rui picked up the stomach with some emotion. A piece of beef tripe kernels, and said: "If you want to talk about lamb tripe, you can't say that you can't eat it. It doesn't matter if the lamb tripe is a little bit older, it's fine. It's not good for tripe. In our words, the fault tolerance rate is low. However, the quality of the tripe is not the same, it is too sophisticated, the more refined it is, the less it will be eaten in the future."

Wang Boquan was dumbfounded, and thought: I am looking for Commissioner Yang, he seems a little crazy.

After thinking about it, this must be Commissioner Yang. He is not a little crazy, and he will not do such a thorough thing of offending people.

Thinking of this, Wang Bo once again looked at Yang Rui with admiration, and said, "What you said is that you can't be impetuous in doing things."

"It's up to you to be impetuous or not. In the end, you still have to rely on your salary. We eat belly fat people think that making belly fat is just like doing art, and making belly fat is for the support of the family... Otherwise, people can do it for themselves. Come on, who would like to stay in the kitchen every day." Yang Rui slapped the table and shouted: "Two more plates of mushroom heads."

"The mushroom head is gone." A muffled reply came from behind.

"It's gone?" Yang Rui looked at his watch, it wasn't time for dinner yet.

The back room said angrily: "It takes six or seven sheep to produce a plate of mushroom heads, who doesn't like to eat them."

"I'll add a tip of 10 yuan." Yang Rui took out a big unity card with great wealth,

Press under the plate.

The people inside were even more unhappy, and said: "There is no tip, you should go early tomorrow."

"I'll order three dishes." Yang Rui didn't take back the money, and said again: "I'll come back tomorrow, as much as I want, for ten yuan, please get more mushroom heads."

"Yes." No one could make trouble with the money, so he agreed, and after a while, he brought a plate of soup, put it in front of Yang Rui, and said, "Dazhu, it's fried belly soup, you can eat it with sesame seed cakes, it's delicious."

Yang Rui took a sip, and it was really fragrant and strong, so he immediately raised his thumb.

Seeing Yang Rui's delicious food, Wang Bo couldn't help feeling that the belly in front of him was special.

After eating for a while, Wang Bo felt that something was wrong. The dignified committee member Yang Rui must have meant something by talking to me so much just now.

He thought carefully, thought carefully, and then connected with the impetuousness mentioned just now, slapped his thigh, and said, "I see, you mean to say that Jingxi Pharmaceutical General Factory is too impetuous, right?"

Yang Rui was taken aback, frowned and said, "Where is this going?"

"You mean, no, I mean, no, I mean, I guess what you mean is that making medicine is the same as making belly fat. To do it authentically, you have to study for many years, and you can't be impetuous The Jingxi Pharmaceutical General Factory wanted to make new foreign medicines all of a sudden, which is too impetuous, isn't it." Wang Bo also took out a red leather notebook and began to write.

Yang Rui laughed dumbly: "I didn't mean that. The problem with Jingxi Pharmaceutical General Factory is that they chose the wrong medicine, not that they couldn't produce it."

The production process of most medicines is not complicated, and production is not a problem in the first place.

Wang Bo said with some disappointment: "You have already expressed this point of view."

Yang Rui said: "It means that my point of view has not changed."

"But now? There are a lot of people who care about you. Do you have any other points of view to add? For example, what do you think of the dividing line between bureaucracy and reasonable supervision?" Wang Bo said the question he thought of before. The current media not only Concerned about current affairs, and all like big headlines.

"You want to interview me? Which media are you from?" Yang Rui ate his belly full of satisfaction, but he didn't enjoy all his IQ.

Wang Bo said embarrassedly: "I forgot to introduce myself, I am Wang Bo, the editor of "Jinghua Morning Post."

He handed a business card to Yang Rui with both hands.

In fact, it's not that he forgot, but because the "Jinghua Morning Post" has a small reputation and a small scale. When he introduces himself, it will only make others look down on him, so it's better not to mention it. If it was a major newspaper like "People's Daily", Wang Bo would have put the brand on his chest long ago. With such a background for interviews, he didn't even need to find interviewees. He could just invite interviewees to come to his own newspaper.

Yang Rui put down his chopsticks, looked at the business card, put it in his wallet, and said, "I think the question you just mentioned doesn't depend on either side."

Seeing that Yang Rui seemed to have answered the question, which meant that he was being interviewed, Wang Bo suddenly became excited and said, "What do you mean by not relying on both sides?"

"You might as well say that this belly burst..." Yang Rui pointed to the table with his chopsticks again.

Wang Bo's eyes turned green: "You still say you've exploded your belly."

"I'm giving you an example."

"Yes, you can." Wang Bo had no choice but to pick up a piece of beef louver and chew it.

"Do you know why exploding belly is only found in Beijing@京城?" Yang Rui asked.

"Why?" Wang Bo cooperated obediently.

"Because the food of bursting belly, at the beginning of its birth, it is not up or down, and it does not rely on both sides."

"Oh?"

"First of all, popping belly is not cheap, it was not cheap in the past, and it is not cheap now. Furthermore, popping belly helps digestion. Although it does not mean that the more you eat, the hungrier you will be, but you have to eat a lot to fill your stomach. Therefore, poor people can't afford it." I don’t even want to eat it.” Yang Rui emptied a plate of belly kernels, and continued: “The rich don’t want to eat belly fat, because it’s off the water and can’t be listed in the elegant hall. So, it doesn’t depend on two things. Neither food for the poor nor food for the rich."

Wang Bo looked at Yang Rui in confusion.

"I said that your question does not rely on both sides, because bureaucracy and supervision are not the core of Liboding." Yang Rui paused, and then said emphatically: "Jingxi Pharmaceutical General Factory, it is actually not relying on both sides."

"En?" Wang Bo became interested now.

"Bureaucracy is a matter of the political world, and supervision is a matter of the business world. And Law Boding, it is actually a matter of the academic world." Yang Rui curled his lips and said: "What you say in the newspapers are all popular arguments, but popular arguments, Can it solve academic problems? For example, editor Wang, do you know what antiarrhythmia theory is?"

"I don't understand." Wang Bo said obediently.

"Yeah, you don't understand, how do you judge whether the anti-arrhythmia theory is right or wrong?"

Wang Bo was speechless.

"I'm not talking about you, but you all have belly-bursts." Yang Rui picked up another food letter and made a crunching sound.

Shixin is the esophagus of a sheep. It cannot be chewed thoroughly, but it is so refreshing that the sound can be heard across the table, but in the end, it has to be swallowed whole.

Hearing Yang Rui's chewing sound, Wang Bo suddenly felt that he really wanted to explode his stomach.

"Commissioner Yang, I will write what you said in the newspaper." Wang Bo reluctantly said, remembering his purpose.

Yang Ruihun said indifferently: "Just write it."

"Actually, many letters from readers are concerned about this matter. Can I give it to you? You can read and reply to some of them." Wang Bo took the opportunity to ask for one more sentence.

Yang Rui glanced at him and said, "I only answer academic questions."

Wang Bo thought for a while and asked, "Why is it considered an academic question?"

Yang Rui didn't explain.

"After I find someone to look at it, I will come to you again?"

"casual."

"Where is it convenient for you."

"This kind of place is the most convenient." Yang Rui said, then picked up a food letter and made a sound that made Wang Bo fearful.

"Then... I'll go back first, catch up tomorrow, please read my report." Wang Bo said goodbye and left, and hurriedly returned to the agency to write an article.

Yang Rui sat in Baodufeng's shop and didn't move, but tried to clear the table.

Before the project was completed, another reporter came to the door.

"Commissioner Yang Ruiyang? I'm a reporter from Capital Economics..."

"Wait, I'll pay the money, let's talk while walking." Yang Rui took out the money and reminded: "Tomorrow's mushroom head, three copies, don't forget."

"okay."

"Let's go." Yang Rui greeted the reporter of "Capital Economics" with a friendly attitude. The style of journalists nowadays is not bad. After all, without the poison of the paparazzi, they can basically chat like normal people.

The author of "Capital Economy" asked with some doubts: "Where are we going?"

"Let me think about it..." Yang Rui pondered for a moment and said: "It's not good to eat sheep again. Eat pea yellow? It's boring. It's also boiled in water. I ate it yesterday... Forget it, let's eat lamb head meat .”

The reporter said: "The head and the water are the same thing."

Yang Rui turned his head, looked at him very seriously, and asked, "Are you here to find fault, or to interview."

"An interview, of course an interview."

"The interview must be rigorous, the water is the water, and the first meat is the first meat."

"But they all belong to sheep."

"I want to eat beef head meat, but it's not sold now." Yang Rui sighed, and walked away in a car.

The reporter hurriedly followed, but before reaching the place, he ran into another colleague.

The two looked at each other and naturally followed behind Yang Rui.