The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993

   Chapter 247, Amazing craftsmanship (please subscribe!)

   He went to bed at ten o'clock in the evening, and when he woke up again, it was already past five in the morning.

  It may be because of the spring, it is already bright outside, and the road can be seen.

   Quietly watched the person beside the pillow, Zhang Xuan struggled with his thoughts, and finally overcame his laziness and quietly got up.

  Prepare to wash, prepare to write, time is not waiting for me, you have to hurry up.

  The door opens, the door closes.

   Du Shuangling on the bed opened her eyes at the right time, stared at the door for a while, then closed her eyes and went to sleep.

   After 8 am, Zhang Xuan had breakfast with the three and went back to his room to continue writing.

  After 11:00, Zhang Xuan, who had finished writing 6,000 words, put the pen aside, rubbed his sore eyes, moved his muscles and bones, and finally went to the kitchen. . .

  Zou Qingzhu prepared all the ingredients, waited for the pot, and asked Zhang Xuan, "When will your guest arrive?"

  Zhang Xuan looked here, look at that, and replied, "I'll go pick up people now, you can cook game and bracken first, and Huaiyang dishes last."

"it is good."

   There is a lot of rain in spring, and the rain will never end. Zhang Xuan took Du Shuangling, and the two waited at the south gate on time.

   Waiting is the most torment.

  10 minutes passed and no one was seen.

   20 minutes passed, still no one was seen.

   After half an hour, Zhang Xuan was a little depressed and asked Du Shuangling, "Are you tired, why don't you go back to rest first?"

  Du Shuangling shook her head and said softly, "I'm not tired, I'll wait with you, Sister Tao..."

   At this moment, Du Shuangling had sharp eyes, and before he could finish speaking, he pulled Xuan Xuan's sleeves, looked at a van slowly approaching and asked:

   "Is it this car?"

  Zhang Xuan turned around and looked around, just to see Tao Ge leaning out of the car and smiling at the two of them, opening his mouth, as if he was talking to the people in the car.

   In the next second, the three other people in the car all looked at Zhang Xuan and the two of them. After sizing up, their eyes passed over Du Shuangling and finally stopped at Zhang Xuan.

young!

   Young too!

   This is the intuitive feeling of several people.

   Even though Tao Ge had already told a few people, Zhang Xuan was still a college student and very young.

   But Hong Zhenbo was still a little dazed and confused. How did this young face write such a hot work as "The Sound of the Wind"?

   Besides, it is said that there are better novels in the pen…

   The car turned, the car came over, and the car stopped beside the two of them.

   Tao Ge got off the bus at the fastest speed, and introduced the two parties with an umbrella.

  People's Literature three people came this time. They are the editor-in-chief Hong Zhenbo, Tao Ge, and a photographer.

  This photographer is the same person as last time.

  Hong Zhenbo has a square face, a big back, and a pair of glasses. He has an aura all over his body, like reading poetry and books. It feels very clean.

   In addition to the three people in the literature, there is also a middle-aged man in his 50s.

   The middle-aged man named Jiang Bo, dressed in an alternative, a gray tunic suit, still in his prime but full of white hair.

  Jiang Bai got out of the car and walked over to Zhang Xuan excitedly: "Are you really a student of CUHK?"

   Zhang Xuan didn't know what the other party meant, so he was confused, but he still answered honestly: "Yes, this is you?"

  Jiang Bai volunteered to introduce: "I am also from CUHK, the vice dean of CUHK's Faculty of Arts, and editor-in-chief Hong was a university classmate."

   Zhang Xuan, "..."

   Coincidence, isn't it?

   No wonder Tao Ge didn't let him pick it up on the phone. It turned out that there were acquaintances here.

   Listening to Jiang Bo and Zhang Xuan chatting for a small meeting, seeing Zhang Xuan looking at him, Hong Zhenbo stretched out his hand with a smile on his face:

   "March, I have long admired the great name!"

   Zhang Xuan hurriedly stretched out his hand, shook it, and responded politely: "Where is it, you are breaking me."

   "Grumbling..."

   Just when the two were about to exchange a few words and get in touch with each other, suddenly, a sound came from Hong Zhenbo's stomach.

  My stomach was growling, growling like thunder, and I was hungry when I heard it.

  The air froze and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

   But fortunately, Hong Zhenbo is informal. The next second, he touched his stomach and smiled at himself, and said directly:

   "Haha, I'm hungry, I need to eat. March, let's go to your house first, and eat something to pamper my stomach."

  Everyone is like this, what else is there to say? Zhang Xuan agreed with a smile, led the way in front, and took a few people back to the second floor of the teacher's apartment.

  The door was opened, and Du Shuangling warmly greeted a few people to sit down and poured tea enthusiastically.

   Zhang Xuan walked into the kitchen and asked Wen Hui and Zou Qingzhu, "How's the dish, can we have dinner?"

  Wen Hui nodded lightly: "Yeah. The last old duck soup was left unscooped, and the other dishes were all hot in the steamer."

   After saying that, Wen Hui untied her apron and brought the dishes to the table with Zhang Xuan and Zou Qingzhu.

   Tao Ge saw two new faces in the kitchen and asked Zhang Xuan, "This is your classmate?"

   Zhang Xuan took the initiative to introduce: "This is Wen Hui, this is Zou Qingzhu, they are good friends of Shuangling and I."

   Having said this, Zhang Xuan gave a thumbs up and said proudly, "Don't look at people as beautiful as flowers, but this is the cooking skill! All of them are good! I specially asked for it without my face."

   A room full of strangers, especially when he learned that Jiang Bo was the leader of the CUHK Faculty of Arts, Zou Qingzhu was a little bit reluctant to let go.

   It was Wen Hui, who seemed to be nothing, sat down and chatted with Tao Ge and the others.

The    dishes are very rich, three Huaiyang dishes, three Hunan dishes, and three Cantonese dishes.

   Eight dishes and one soup, nine bowls!

hard!

   Zhang Xuan got up and poured wine for Hong Zhenbo, then filled it up for Jiang Bo, Tao Ge, and the photographer, as well as Du Shuangling, Wen Hui, and Zou Qingzhu.

   Finally filled himself up, picked up the cup and said to Hong Zhenbo, "Uncle Hong, you have worked hard all the way, come here, I respect you for this cup! Thank you for your support and care!…"

  Hong Zhenbo is not a wine lover, but this cup is very open, and he poured a glass of wine in return to Zhang Xuan and the four of them.

   After paying respects to Jiang Bo, Zhang Xuan said to Tao Ge on the left: "Come on, I respect you with this cup."

  Tao Ge looked at him with big eyes, "You already said a lot of toasts, I don't plan to say anything?"

   Zhang Xuan was speechless, but when he saw Hong Zhenbo looking at the two of them with great interest, he suddenly felt blessed and rolled around while pretending to be very familiar:

   "You're already my sister, so you still care about this? I won't say anything anyway, I'll do it first, and you can decide."

   After saying that, Zhang Xuan raised his head and took a glass to the end. Isn't it just beer?

   Seeing that Zhang Xuan realized what he meant, Tao Ge gave Ji Ji an admiring look and drank it to the end.

   After the outsiders finished paying respects, Zhang Xuan said to Wen Hui and Zou Qingzhu, "Let's have a drink."

   Thank you, I don't even bother to say, a few people are too familiar with everything.

  Hong Zhenbo is really hungry, chopsticks have been wandering among the three Huaiyang dishes, he is not polite at all, and he is full of praise while eating:

   "This Huaiyang cuisine is well-made and down-to-earth. I actually tasted the taste of my mother when I was a child. I haven't eaten it so comfortably for many years."

   Then he raised his head and asked Wen Hui, "Little girl, your craftsmanship is amazing. You must be from both sides of the Huai River, right?"

  Wen Hui replied gently: "I'm from Yangzhou."

Hong Zhenbo poured a glass of wine willingly, raised his glass to Wen Hui and said, "Yangzhou, Yangzhou is a good place, my grandmother is from Yangzhou. Come, I respect you for this cup, thank you for letting me eat such good food, it's worth it Row."

  Tao Ge said to Zhang Xuan in a low voice: "You have a hand, you have found this girl, I think after this meal, the odds of winning are at least 10% higher."

   Zhang Xuan was surprised at first, then overjoyed in his heart, and couldn't help whispering: "Really?"

  Tao Ge smiled and nodded, and whispered: "Uncle Hong doesn't like wine, don't make a toast later, he loves tea and food.

  I brought two boxes of tea in my bag, and you will take it as a gift. "

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