The Little Sister in the Cultivation World

Chapter 323 Fatty Zhou Treats Me

When Su Jiaojiao saw his expression, she just burst out laughing. In an instant, the whole car was filled with her happy laughter.

Su Xiangdong glanced at him sideways, speechless.

If he didn't know that his daughter has had her own opinions since she was young and would not be easily misled by the outside world, he would still do this. Let's see if he will beat her up or not.

Fatty Zhou also knew that he was in the wrong, so he rubbed his nose and said with a wry smile, "Who is he? Is he as good-looking as the ones I picked?"

It took him a long time to select these dozen or so items, and other people looked at him strangely.

All he could say was: They know nothing.

When Su Jiaojiao mentioned Xu Boyang, she smiled even more. Seeing that Fatty Zhou was indeed curious about her boyfriend, she only gave him two words: "Excellent!"

Fatty Zhou: “…”

Su Xiangdong came all the way to the foot of the imperial city, which was a courtyard with two entrances.

People are not allowed to do business privately now, so Mr. Rong here usually only takes business from people he knows.

It is said that Uncle Rong’s three generations ago were all imperial chefs in the palace. It is conceivable that Uncle Rong’s cooking skills must be very good.

The Uncle Rong they were talking about was a man in his late fifties or early sixties, with a square face and gray hair.

At this moment, he was listening to Peking Opera on the tape recorder with his eyes closed. He was sitting in a recliner under a pomegranate tree, fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan, holding a pipe in one hand and humming a few lines from time to time.

An empty bird cage hung high on the pomegranate tree, looking a bit out of place.

This was the scene Su Xiangdong saw when he brought the two of them in.

To be honest, Su Jiaojiao was really envious of his leisurely look. She wanted to be as leisurely as him when she returned to Dahuaishu Village.

Hearing some noise at the door, the man opened his eyes and looked towards the door. Seeing it was someone he knew, he smiled.

He immediately stood up and greeted, "Hey~ What wind is blowing that brings you here today?"

When he opened his mouth, he sounded just like Uncle Liu, the security guard at the steel factory, with a thick, pure Beijing accent. Anyway, Su Jiaojiao really liked listening to them talk.

"Hey~ Uncle Rong, why didn't you make a cup of tea today?" Fatty Zhou pointed at the empty birdcage hanging high on the pomegranate tree and asked, "Where is your lifeblood?"

"Hey~ What tea are you still drinking~ I don't know who is so stupid as to accuse me of enjoying capitalism at home. In order to avoid being caught, I have to let it go quickly." He just turned his head to look at Su Jiaojiao, made a gesture of invitation, and said, "Please come in, what do you want to eat today?"

Su Xiangdong and Fatty Zhou were too embarrassed to ask more questions after hearing this. After all, the general environment was like this and no one could change it at the moment.

"Oh, Uncle Rong, I have a piece of venison here. Please help me braise it. As for the dishes... just serve your specialty." Su Xiangdong handed over the bag he had been holding in his hand.

"Don't worry. Go in and sit for a while. The cooking may take some time." He turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Su Xiangdong and Fatty Zhou seemed to be accustomed to it and walked into the house with familiarity.

The room we entered was quite big, but there was a wall built to separate a room for use as a private room.

Su Xiangdong and Fatty Zhou led Su Jiaojiao straight to the box.

"Come, Jiaojiao, sit here." As soon as Fatty Zhou sat down, he began to greet Su Jiaojiao with a smile and a warm face. He also picked up the teapot on the table and poured a cup for her and Su Xiangdong. Su Jiaojiao's eyes flashed with helplessness. She could only say that fortunately she had already agreed in her heart, otherwise, Fatty Zhou would be so attentive to a junior without regard for his face, and she was afraid that she would not be able to bear it.

For a person like Fatty Zhou, he deserves to be the director of the purchasing department. If he can put aside his dignity like this, who else can fail?
Su Xiangdong glanced at him, then sat down in the same position he had just taken the photo, and scolded him with a smile: "That's enough, Fatty. Who are you trying to embarrass?"

After hearing this, Fatty Zhou was not angry at all. Instead, his smile widened even more. He knew that this matter was bound to be successful.

Su Jiaojiao held her forehead with her hand and said, "You two are making fun of her."

She sat down on the other side and looked at Fatty Zhou and asked directly, "I think you've looked for it too, right?"

Fatty Zhou felt a little embarrassed by this question, and his smile was a little embarrassed, but he nodded honestly: "I did ask around in many black markets, but I didn't find out anything."

"Logically speaking, with such a large shipment volume, it's impossible that there wouldn't be any trace at all, but the fact is..." He didn't find out anything.

It can be seen that their group of people acted cautiously.

But I don’t know how Jiaojiao knows them.

He won't tell anyone who is envious.

Upon hearing this, Su Jiaojiao couldn't help but complain in her heart: The thing is with me, and of course you can't find out if you go to the black market.

But Su Jiaojiao nodded after hearing this, and continued: "You also know that their group of people are very cautious, so the person who can contact them can only be my father, because I have been in the same boat with them for a long time."

Su Xiangdong was not surprised at all that Su Jiaojiao said this. He just glanced at her teasingly with smiling eyes.

Su Jiaojiao pretended not to see it, and looked at Fatty Zhou and continued, "You rashly came to their house to inquire, and really scared them."

This sentence made Fatty Zhou shut up completely.

He didn't have to hold this line in his hands. His goal had always been the supplies in his hands.

Thinking of this, he turned around and patted Su Xiangdong on the shoulder twice, and said earnestly: "Old Su, it seems that you have to bear this risk by yourself. Brother, I can't help you even if I want to."

He wanted to laugh when he said this, but before he could open his mouth, Su Xiangdong glanced at him and said lightly: "How could that be? After I contact someone, I will have to trouble Minister Zhou to find someone and a car to pick it up, right?"

Don't even think about quitting your job and getting out of bed.

Fatty Zhou gritted his teeth.

Uncle Rong's cooking skills were praised again and again by Fatty Zhou. You know what, if Xiaodu didn't use the spiritual spring water to enhance the flavor, the dishes would be on par with Uncle Rong.

Especially the fish he cooked. It is said that he added his family's unique seasoning, which made it really special. Su Jiaojiao was a little full after eating it accidentally.

It's delicious, but it's really expensive.

A meal costs more than 10 yuan, which is half a month's salary for some workers.

The braised meat was finally divided half to Fatty Zhou, who was so happy that he smiled.

After sending Fatty Zhou home, on the way home, Su Xiangdong asked, "Jiaojiao, how are you going to give me the food in the future?"

(End of this chapter)