Who moved my novel?

"Er Feng?" Hu Danian was slightly startled.

"Yeah, she's good at that."

"Really?" Hu Danian didn't believe it.

"Really." Xue Mo said with great conviction: "She has an advantage over me in this matter."

"Okay, let me try." Hu Danian nodded and hung up the phone.

…

"Teacher Dong." The guard looked at the sky sheepishly and then at Dong Peng.

"Yes." Dong Peng smiled and nodded: "Are you awake?"

"Oh! I woke up!" The guard nodded quickly: "Teacher Dong, you have worked really hard today."

"It's okay, this is an unexpected situation for you." Dong Peng shook his head, but he didn't really care.

"Someone will take over in fifteen minutes. I'll treat you to dinner later!"

"Okay." Dong Peng did not refuse and nodded.

Ten minutes later, the guard probably went to wash his face and hurried over from the water room.

"Let's go, Teacher Dong." The guard said and walked out the door.

"Wait a minute, I'll drive." Dong Peng said and took out the car keys.

"No, no, no." The guard quickly waved his hand: "It's nearby, just a few minutes' walk away.

"Nearby?" Dong Peng looked at the doorman doubtfully. There seems to be no hotel nearby, right?

"Just follow me." The guard said, leading Dong Peng out of the school gate. "

After leaving Chixin City No. 2 Middle School, turn left and there is a small alley in an inconspicuous place.

When Dong Peng saw the alley, he almost thought he would be killed today.

Fortunately, the guard just led him through the alley and walked to a low square door.

"Let's go, let's go." The doorman waved and walked towards a small restaurant with a shabby sign.

It is said to be a restaurant, but in fact... it is just a large living room of a residence, or even an old residence from decades ago.

"You're welcome, just order." The guard waved his hand and threw the menu to Dong Peng.

"Okay, I..." Dong Peng took the menu and was about to read it, but he felt something was stuck on his hand. He twisted it and found a layer of oil!

"Don't be polite, don't be polite!" The guard waved his hand, signaling Dong Peng to order.

"Okay..." Dong Peng nodded reluctantly and looked at the menu, but the next moment, he handed the menu back to the doorman and said rather awkwardly: "You better do it, I don't know what this is good for." eat……"

"They're all delicious!" The doorman took the menu casually without looking at it. He turned back and shouted: "Boss! Order!"

"Come on, come on." An old man about sixty years old came over quickly: "You two, what do you want to eat?"

"Bring me a plate of pig head meat, two roasted lamb hooves cut open, a plate of preserved egg tofu, a plate of cucumber peeling, and a bottle of Laobaigan!" The guard finished ordering the dishes skillfully, and added: "Today I invite brothers Eat well and drink well.”

"Would you like to warm it up again?" the boss joked, then looked at Dong Peng and said, "Don't listen to his nonsense. The wines I sell are all purchased from serious manufacturers and are never fake. You sit down while I Go prepare food."

"Okay." Dong Peng nodded, his hands hanging uncomfortably in the air, looking at the greasy table. He didn't know where to put it for a moment. After hesitating for a long time, he silently put his hands on his lap, like a child in a kindergarten. Sitting on the small bench.

"I won't say anything else," the doorman said confidently: "I guarantee that you will be satisfied with the taste of this store! Teacher Dong, just thank me for bringing you to such a good place!"

"Okay, okay." Dong Peng nodded awkwardly, but he didn't believe it at all. This small shop only has an old man as the cook and waiter, so the food served is considered good if it can be eaten.

"Eat the pork head first." Within two minutes, the boss brought out a plate of pork head and said with a smile: "I didn't say it was hot or cold, so I got it half cold and half hot."

"Okay." The guard nodded and looked at Dong Peng: "I like to eat cold food, but it's your first time here, so you can try them all."

"Okay, okay." Dong Peng nodded, but Kuaizi didn't move. When he saw the boss going to get the wine, he quickly stood up and walked over to pick up the wine: "Boss, I can do it myself!"

"Okay, okay." The boss didn't refuse and handed the wine and cup to Dong Peng directly, then turned back to prepare the dishes.

"I'll do it!" The guard chewed the pork head, took the wine bottle from Dong Peng's hand, unscrewed it, poured it into a cup, and handed a cup to Dong Peng: "Teacher Dong, please!"

"Okay." Dong Peng took the cup, took a big gulp, and then stretched out his kuaizi with the strength of the wine.

Putting a mouthful of cold pork head meat into your mouth, unexpectedly it didn't taste bad.

The pork head meat is not greasy. On the contrary, it is very chewy, and with soy sauce and garlic sauce drizzled on it, it tastes good.

"How is it?" The guard looked at Dong Peng's reaction and said with a smile, "Doesn't it taste good?"

"Well, I can catch up with the big hotels." Dong Peng nodded, which was a sincere appreciation. However, it was not because of how delicious the food here was. In fact, the food in some big hotels was not worthy of the price.

"No matter how hot it is." The guard pointed to the hot one again: "This one is not bad either."

"Okay." Dong Peng nodded, but he was no longer afraid. Anyway, it was just a stomachache at most... that's all.

However, after taking this bite, Dong Peng was immediately shocked.

The slightly scalded pork head meat is tender and soft, and it feels like eating pudding when you eat it. Wrapped in a thick sauce with white vinegar and minced garlic, the pork head meat has a special fragrance.

"This is delicious!" Dong Peng nodded repeatedly: "This is better than all the pork heads I've eaten!"

"Really?" The boss came to Dong Peng's side without knowing when: "I said it's delicious when it's hot, but this guy prefers it cold."

As he spoke, the boss put down a stack of preserved eggs and tofu.

"I'll try this again." Dong Peng didn't need the guard to tell him this time, he just started to eat it himself.

Sure enough, the taste of this dish is also good. The preserved eggs are top-quality and the tofu is rennet tofu. Although Dong Peng, a northerner, is not used to the taste of rennet tofu, it has a different flavor in this dish. In addition, the tofu is sprinkled with sesame oil and salt. After a bite, the special taste of the preserved eggs and the salty taste of the salt burst in Dong Peng's mouth, followed by the rich sesame oil and the smooth taste of the tofu.

"Delicious!" Dong Peng had only this comment on this dish. Although it was just a simple home-cooked cold dish, it must be said that it really made people salivate.

"Is it delicious?" The guard looked at Dong Peng's expression and knew what he felt.

"Delicious, indeed!" Dong Peng nodded and smacked his lips in satisfaction.

"Come on, come on, drink!" Seeing that Dong Peng was enjoying the meal, the guard smiled and said, "I'll finish it, you can do whatever you want."

After saying that, the guard tilted his head back and drank a full glass of white wine.