Rebirth of the Flying Era

Chapter 143 The Lighthouse Murder

Since he was blocked by Li Yuanchao's men last time, and he squatted against the wall afterwards, Zhou Peng has calmed down a lot recently.

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

In fact, speaking of it, Zhou Peng is definitely a good friend, he speaks and does things openly, and he is not short of money.

The only downside is that it's a bit too frustrating and doesn't know how to restrain itself.

After next year, it's good that his father doesn't have an accident. Once his father has an accident, this kid will definitely suffer.

Du Fei joked, "You're so kind!"

Zhou Peng chuckled, put the broom under his arm, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and handed one to Du Fei.

"Hey~Three five!" Du Fei exclaimed with interest: "You have a wide range of ways, and you can even get foreign cigarettes!"

Zhou Peng smiled triumphantly: "Taste the taste of imperialism." He took out a delicate silver lighter from his pocket, flicked off the cover with his fingertips, and with a single stroke, a spark ignited the kerosene on the wick.

Du Fei recognized at a glance that it was the ZP lighter of the US Emperor, and thought to himself that Zhou Peng was really a coquette.

He leaned forward with a cigarette in his mouth, took a puff on the fire, and lit the cigarette immediately.

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

At this time, Zhou Peng also lit it himself, took a puff, puffed out the smoke, and said with a smile: "How is it? Is the British smoke strong enough?"

Du Fei nodded, but secretly pulled himself together.

It stands to reason that he and Zhou Peng are nodding acquaintances. Zhou Peng knows that he has a background, and he also knows that Zhou Peng is following him.

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

Du Fei was thinking about it just now, he just mentioned him to Section Chief Qian, why did this guy come out to sweep the snow?I also understand now.

So Du Fei went out of the gate, didn't go to those people who were sweeping the snow, but stopped at the base of the wall outside the gate of the street office, and asked, "Brother Zhou, what do you do?"

Zhou Peng chuckled and didn't hide anything. Standing beside Du Fei, he said in a low voice, "I heard that you live in the same courtyard as Yi Zhonghai from the rolling mill?"

Du Fei nodded: "Then our courtyard master, are you looking for him?"

Yi Zhonghai's title of eighth-level fitter is still very famous around here.

Zhou Peng shook his head and said, "Hey~ Why should I look for him, his family doesn't have any beautiful girls..."

Du Fei was also teasing, and interjected: "Why not~ There is a girl in Lao Yi's family, she is very pretty."

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

Du Feixi smiled and said, "It's still early to go to work~ Maybe I will be able to go to nursery next year."

Zhou Peng was taken aback for a moment before he realized it. He laughed loudly and said, "Damn, you kid are making fun of me!"

After laughing for a while, the two quickly became acquainted.

Zhou Pengcai got down to business: "I heard that there is a cook in your courtyard. His surname seems to be He, what is his name..."

"He Dazhu~" Du Fei continued.

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

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

Zhou Peng said: "Isn't it~ My grandma is 66, and the family wants to get together to have fun. I heard that Master He is a good cook."

"Yo~ Your old lady is celebrating her birthday." Du Fei quickly clasped his fists and cupped his hands: "Then there is nothing wrong with you looking for him. Let me tell you, this Master He is the heir of Tan's family cuisine in the past, and his cooking skills are really good."

"Tan Jiacai?" Zhou Peng looked confused, he had never heard of Tan Jiacai.

In fact, Du Fei didn't know much about this so-called 'Tan family food'...

The two chatted while smoking, and when they finished talking, the work on the snow sweeping side was almost done.

Du Fei was okay, and finally went up to wave a couple of brooms to sweep the meaning, while Zhou Peng simply turned around and went back.

After sweeping the snow, they walked back together. Xiao Wang from the office approached Du Fei and asked, "Brother Du, what does Zhou Peng want from you?"

Du Fei said: "It's nothing to worry about. The old lady of the family wants to organize a 66. Ask a chef in our hospital how his skills are." Then he glanced at Xiao Wang: "Just tell me if you have something to say, don't beat around the bush with me."

In fact, when Du Fei was talking to Zhou Peng just now, he noticed that Xiao Wang had looked at him several times, but because he was with Zhou Peng, he hesitated and didn't come to him.

Xiao Wang chuckled, scratched the back of his head and said, "Brother Du, that... would like to treat you to a meal."

Du Fei was surprised and said, "You boy, what can you eat when you have nothing to do?"

Xiao Wang said embarrassingly: "Hey~ I went home for dinner yesterday, and I told you about Xiaowu's capture of Hui Daxian'er. It just so happens that my uncle is also here, so I must find you and treat you to dinner."

Du Fei blinked and asked, "What does your uncle do?"

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

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

But this Xiao Wang, who usually doesn't show his mountains and dews, is actually not simple.

The deputy director of the grain depot, although not a big official, has a lot of power.

Of course, Du Fei would not refuse such a personal connection, let alone if he took the initiative to invite him to dinner, he immediately agreed.

When Xiao Wang heard this, he was relieved.

Last night, he drank two mouthfuls of Erguotou and assured his uncle that he would definitely get things done.

If Du Fei doesn't go, he will sit on the wax, and hastily finalized: "Come on, then this Sunday, we will be in Fengze Garden!"

When Du Fei heard this, he was also surprised.

Uncle Xiao Wang is really willing to spend his money!
Fengze Garden can be regarded as the best restaurant in the capital, and it often entertains foreign guests and leaders.

But immediately after, he came back to his senses and said secretly: "That's not right!"

It's not cheap to have a meal at Fengze Garden!

If it was just for Xiaowu to go to the grain depot to catch mice, it would not be worth mobilizing so many people.

Uncle Xiao Wang must have sought him out for more than this!
Du Fei turned his head and guessed a general idea.

Apart from Xiao Wu, the only thing about him worthy of the attention of strangers is Chen Zhongyuan's nephew.

I'm afraid Uncle Xiao Wang is also here for this, otherwise it wouldn't be worthwhile to invite a young man like him to Fengze Garden.

Courtesy to people, there must be something to ask for!
I don't know what kind of uncle Xiao Wang is?
Du Fei figured this out, but didn't ask Xiao Wang any more.

At first, he felt that Xiao Wang might not know much about the inside story.

Secondly, as he thought, Uncle Xiao Wang has something to ask for, and the initiative is entirely in his own hands. He adapts to the situation, helps if he wants to, and doesn't help if he doesn't want to. There is no need to worry too much.

Then I thought of the famous dishes of Fengze Garden: sea cucumber with green onions, fish maw in casserole, braised mullet eggs...

Thinking about it, Du Fei subconsciously took a mouthful of saliva.

When he returned to the office and sat down, he poured a cup of hot water, and before he had taken a few sips, Zhu Ting came over and put a manuscript in front of him.

Du Fei glanced at it, and the first page of the book was written in very beautiful hard pen calligraphy: "Murder at the Lighthouse"!
Du Fei looked up at Zhu Ting: "This~ you wrote it?"

(End of this chapter)