Rebirth of the Flying Era

   Chapter 143 The Lighthouse Murder

   Since the last time he was blocked by Li Yuanchao and he even squatted on the wall afterward, Zhou Peng has stopped a lot recently.

  Du Fei probably went home and asked his father to train him.

   Actually speaking, Zhou Peng is definitely a good friend. He speaks and acts brightly, and he is not short of money.

The only disadvantage of    is that it is a bit too shy and does not know how to converge.

   After next year, his father will be fine, if his father has an accident, there will be no good fruit for this kid to eat.

   Du Fei teased: "You are so embarrassing!"

   Zhou Peng smiled, put the brush under his arm, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and handed it to Du Fei.

   "Hey~ Three or five!" Du Fei exclaimed knowingly: "You have a wide range of ways, you can even get foreign smoke!"

   Zhou Peng smiled proudly: "Taste the taste of imperialism." Then he took out a delicate silver lighter from his pocket, flicked the lid with his fingertips, brushed it, and a piece of spark ignited the kerosene on the core.

  Du Fei recognized at a glance that this was the zp lighter of the US Emperor, and secretly thought that Zhou Peng was really a slut.

   came up with a cigarette in his mouth, took a puff on the fire, and lit the cigarette immediately.

   A strong flue-cured tobacco smell hits the lungs, harder than Daqianmen, but the taste is average, not as good as peony, and it’s okay to taste it occasionally.

   At this time, Zhou Peng lit it himself, took a sip, puffed out the clouds, and said with a smile: "How is it? British guy's cigarettes are strong enough?"

  Du Fei nodded, but secretly cheered up.

   Logically, he and Zhou Peng also nodded their acquaintances. Zhou Peng knew that he had a background, and he also knew that Zhou Peng followed his feet.

   But today, Zhou Peng came out to sweep the snow again for fun, and handed him cigarettes, obviously looking for him for something.

   Just now Du Fei thought up in his mind, he just mentioned him to Section Chief Qian, why did this guy come out to sweep the snow? I understand now.

  So Du Fei went out of the gate and didn't approach the snowsweepers. He stood at the wall outside the street office and asked, "Brother Zhou, are you okay?"

   Zhou Peng smiled and didn't hide it. He stood beside Du Fei and said in a low voice, "I heard that you live in the same hospital with Yi Zhonghai from the rolling mill?"

  Du Fei nodded: "Then the uncle of our hospital, are you looking for him?"

   The name of Yizhonghai Level 8 fitter is still very loud around here.

   Zhou Peng shook his head and said, "Hey~ why am I looking for him, there is no beautiful girl in the family..."

   Du Fei was also a sullen man, and interjected: "Why not~ There is a girl in the old Yi family, she is very beautiful."

   Zhou Peng's eyes lit up: "Really! How old are you? Where do you work?"

  Du Fei Xixi smiled and said, "It's still early for work~ I'll probably be able to go to the nursery next year."

   Zhou Peng was stunned for a moment, before he came to his senses, he laughed and said, "Fuck, you kid made fun of me!"

   laughed for a while, and the two quickly became acquainted.

   Zhou Pengcai talked about the business: "I heard that there is a cook in your courtyard. He seems to be surnamed He, what is his name..."

   "He Dazhu~" Du Fei continued.

   Zhou Peng slapped his thigh: "Yes, it's He Dazhu."

  Du Fei asked: "You are looking for him, want to have a banquet at home?"

   Zhou Peng said: "Isn't that right~ My grandma is sixty-six, and I want to get together in the family to be lively and lively. I heard that Master He is good at cooking."

   "Yo~ it's your old lady's birthday." Du Fei hurriedly clasped his fists and cupped his hands: "Then you must have no problem with him. Let me tell you, this Master He is a descendant of Tan Jiacai in the past, and there is really nothing to say about his cooking skills."

   "Tan Jiacai?" Zhou Peng looked confused and had never heard of Tan Jiacai's name.

   In fact, Du Fei doesn't know much about this so-called 'Tan Jiacai'...

  The two smoked and chatted, and when they were finished, the snow-sweeping side did almost all the work.

  Du Fei was fine, and finally he went up and waved two swipes for meaning, but Zhou Peng simply turned around and went back.

   After sweeping the snow, we walked back together. Xiao Wang from the office approached Du Fei and asked, "Brother Du, Zhou Peng is looking for you for something?"

Du Fei said: "It's okay, the old lady of the Tu family wants to do sixty-six, ask a chef in our hospital how the craftsmanship is." Then he glanced at Xiao Wang again: "If you have something to say, don't betray me. ."

   Actually, when Du Fei was talking to Zhou Peng just now, he found that Xiao Wang looked at him several times, but because he was with Zhou Peng, he hesitated to come up.

  Xiao Wang smiled, scratched the back of his head and said, "Brother Du, that...I want to treat you to a meal."

   Du Fei said in surprise: "You kid, what do you have to eat when you have nothing to eat?"

  Xiao Wang said embarrassedly: "Hey~ I went home for dinner yesterday, and I told about Xiao Wu's capture of Hui Da Xian'er. It happened that my uncle was there, so I had to ask you to invite you to dinner."

  Du Fei blinked and asked, "What is your uncle doing?"

  Xiao Wang replied: "He works in the grain depot, deputy director."

   Du Fei understood as soon as he heard it, this was because he saw Xiaowu's ability to catch mice.

   But this little Wang, who usually doesn't show off the mountains and waters, is actually not simple.

   The deputy director of the grain depot, although the official is not big, but the power is not small.

Of course, Du Fei would not refuse such a network connection, not to mention that when someone took the initiative to invite him to dinner, he agreed immediately.

   Xiao Wang breathed a sigh of relief.

   He drank two Erguotou last night, patted his chest with his uncle and promised to get it done.

   If Du Fei couldn't go, he just sat on the wax, and hurriedly said, "Okay, then this Sunday, we will be in Fengze Garden!"

   Du Fei was also surprised when he heard it.

  Xiao Wang, this uncle is really willing to invest his money!

  Fortress Garden can be regarded as the best restaurant in the capital, and it often entertains foreign guests and leaders.

   But immediately after, he reacted again, secretly said: "No!"

   A meal at Fortress Garden is not cheap!

   If it was only for Xiaowu to go to the grain depot to catch mice, it would be impossible to make such a move.

  Xiao Wang's uncle must have more than one thing to find him!

   Du Fei thought about it and guessed a rough idea.

   Apart from Xiao Wu, the only person who deserves the attention of strangers is Chen Zhongyuan's nephew.

   I'm afraid Uncle Wang is also here for this, otherwise I wouldn't be able to invite such a young man to Fengze Garden.

   When you bow down to people, you must ask for something!

   I don't know what kind of way this uncle Xiao Wang is?

   Du Fei figured this out, but didn't ask Xiao Wang more.

   As soon as he came, he felt that Xiao Wang might not know much about the inside story.

  Secondly, it was exactly as he thought. Uncle Wang had a request from others, and the initiative was entirely in his own hands. He was adaptable to the situation. If he wanted to help, he would help.

   Turned around and thought of the famous dishes of Fengze Garden: sea cucumber braised with spring onions, fish maw in casserole, braised mullet eggs…

  Thinking about it, Du Fei subconsciously took a sip.

   When he returned to the office and sat down, he poured a cup of hot water, and before he took a sip, Zhu Ting came over and held a manuscript in front of him.

  Du Fei took a look. The first page of the book was written in very beautiful hard pen calligraphy: "The Lighthouse Murder"!

  Du Fei raised his eyes and looked at Zhu Ting: "This~ you wrote it?"

   (end of this chapter)