Siheyuan: Banggeng and I are classmates

Yang Liu listened and said, "The car is coming!"

Without further ado, they walked out of the room and saw Yang's father standing at the gate.

At this time, he had taken off his military uniform and changed into yellow and black casual clothes, but the military cap was still on his head and he was taking the keys from a soldier.

When the two men approached, only the back of the soldier could be seen.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Father Yang turned back to look at Li Muhua, holding the car keys in his hand and asked: "Can you drive the car?"

"I can drive, but I don't have a driver's license!" Li Muhua answered truthfully.

It's not that he doesn't want to take the driver's license test, but there are no driving schools now. If he wants to get a driver's license, he can only learn to drive at work. He has to start with mechanical maintenance from a master, and it will take a year or two to get a certificate to take the test.

And since there are no private cars now, Li Muhua is not in a hurry to get a driver's license.

Father Yang was not too surprised and nodded and said, "If you don't have the ID, I'll open it for you."

"boarding!"

After saying that, Yang's father got into the car first. Li Muhua thought about it and went around to the other side and sat on the passenger seat.

Father Yang glanced at him with some surprise, but didn't say much. He started the car and drove out of the compound.

"How is Green City?" Father Yang asked, "Is winter the same as spring in Sijiu City?"

Li Muhua looked at the green hills in front of him and nodded, saying, "It is indeed as warm as spring. The ice on Beisha Sea is already thick enough for people to walk on!"

"Not only is the winter here like spring, the summer temperature is about the same as that of Beijing. It is rich in products, fruits can be eaten as meals, there is an outlet to the sea, and it is also close to the Hong Kong River!"

Father Yang enumerated the advantages of Greentown.

Li Muhua understood what he meant and said directly: "It's a pity that it is too far from the city of Sijiu and too close to South Vietnam. The neighboring countries are all poor and weak countries. I estimate that this place will be a war zone for a long time. There are many hills and logistics and transportation are difficult. The economic development in the future will be very poor!"

Father Yang nodded and said nothing more about his thoughts.

The jeep drove all the way and stopped in front of Yongjiang Hotel.

The entrance of this hotel is very grand. In front of the long staircase of more than ten steps are eight thick white pillars about ten meters high, three arches five or six meters high, and above the arches are the white railings of the second-floor terrace. There are windows on the left and right of the three arches. The five windows on the second floor are several times larger than the doors of ordinary people's houses. The walls are snow-white and covered with gray tiles, and it looks as magnificent as a palace.

Father Yang got out of the car and introduced, "This is the best restaurant in our Green City. I have only been here a few times in the past 20 years. This is the first time I have invited people to dinner."

After saying that, Father Yang looked at Yang Liu and asked, "Do you value your partner enough?"

"Just so-so!"

Yang Liu pretended not to care.

"Let's go!"

Father Yang didn't mention that Yang Liu had begged him to bring her here for dinner, but he refused.

Later, after Yang Liu started working, she finally spent her own money to come to this restaurant for a try.

Still accustomed to walking in front, Yang's father ran away before he finished speaking, leaving only his back to the two of them.

After entering the restaurant and sitting down, Yang's father directly said to the waiter: "Vinegar blood duck, Lipu taro braised pork, white-cut chicken, hemp chicken soup, and stir-fried mustard greens."

After the waiter left, Father Yang explained to Li Muhua, “These are all great specialties!”

Yang Liu followed up, “My dad is like that, he likes to make decisions for others.”

"The cuisine here is different from that in the north. He should be able to accept these special dishes. If you order dishes like sandworms, sand hooks, snails and pickled bamboo shoots, he may not be able to accept them."

Seeing that Yang Liu said that she liked to make decisions for others, Yang's father explained a few more words.

"Uncle, you are very thoughtful. When you go to a strange place, you should ask people to recommend dishes." Li Muhua flattered, "Especially since you are from Beijing, you must know the difference between northern and southern flavors."

Father Yang nodded to show his approval.

Yang Liu said angrily: "Deliberately trying to please - I didn't know you could speak so nicely!"

"Tomorrow I'll take you around Green City and let you try all those sandworms, snails, barbecued pork and pickled bamboo shoots he just mentioned!"

"There are so many rare things here in Green City. I guarantee you will be amazed."

Li Muhua couldn't afford to offend either of the father and daughter, so she agreed and said, "Okay, when you come to Greentown, you should also see the local characteristics."

Yang Liu smiled and said nothing more. Her father was not surprised and just smiled without saying anything.

The waiter came over and brought the poached chicken to the table.

Yang Liu introduced: "To make boiled chicken, just add scallions and ginger, boil it in cold water, then simmer for ten minutes, then turn off the heat and simmer for ten minutes. The meat is very tender, the meat is cooked but the bones are not, and there is blood in the bone marrow. Try it!"

"Okay!" Li Muhua nodded and agreed, "Uncle, please go first!"

"Just eat, why do you have to be so polite?" Yang Liu asked unhappily, picking up the chicken breast with chopsticks and putting it into Li Muhua's bowl.

Father Yang was not far behind, and said as he picked up his chopsticks: "You cook tonight, and Mu Hua and I will have a good drink then."

Li Muhua couldn't help but look up, thinking that Yang's father was talking about him, but it seemed that what he said was not right.

"Okay!" Yang Liu agreed immediately.

Li Muhua had never seen Yang Liu holding a spatula in more than ten days at home, and could not help but look at her in surprise - it turned out that Yang Liu could cook!

"What are you looking at?" Yang Liu said unhappily, "You have your mother, your sister, and you, Chef Li, at home. Do you really need me to cook for you?"

Li Muhua, the chef, had nothing to say, so he could only say, "That's not what I meant. I'm just surprised, surprised!"

"Hmph!" Yang Liu snorted in annoyance, and thought of what happened when he went to the countryside.

Father Yang ignored the two of them and silently looked at the street scene outside the window.