After Lu Dafu introduced the development history of the shrimp farm, Lu Dayuan and Lu Qisheng each made enthusiastic speeches. Then Xiao Hongqing spoke. She first highly praised the self-reliance and rapid development of the shrimp farm, and praised Lu Dafu and Zhang Xiuyun as flowers. Then, she pointed to the "blackboard newspaper" and asked: "Boss Lu, did you do this information?"

"Yes, it took my son a day to do it." Lu Dafu looked at his son not far away proudly, and suddenly became shocked, regretting that his old face turned red.

My son repeatedly told me not to talk about this, but he actually came out casually. What should I do?

Sure enough, when he heard Lu Dafu's words, more than a dozen hot gazes shot towards Lu Nan in one go.

Seeing Xiao Hongqing looking at him with a smile, Lu Nan had to lift his butt and swallow the last bite of the banana. He said weakly, "Mr. Xiao, I am a wounded person, how could I write these things..."

"No, I saw that Brother Xiaonan wrote it off the gauze, and he said that his hands were so painful." It seemed that in order to match the effect of this sentence, Yu Yan also held Lu Nan's hand and placed it beside her mouth and blew it gently.

Lu Nan looked at the cute little traitor beside him, but he was reluctant to deny it.

"Haha, hum!" Xiao Hongqing rolled his eyes and asked, "I'll ask you, how did you make your three-year plan? Why did you pull so high in the last year? Is there any data support?"

"No, I'm messing around." Lu Nan lowered his head and muttered: "I'm still a primary school student, what can I understand? I actually asked me such a question..."

"Are you a little prodigy? Who are you asking? This matter is not over, I will ask you later." Xiao Hongqing said with a smile, looking at the little monster nodded in extreme depression, and finally felt a little relieved.

The small confrontation came to an end with Xiao Hongqing's victory. Then, as the technical director of the shrimp farm, Li Yang raised up the color pictures of the shrimps, and gave a simple breeding lecture to the congregants in easy-to-understand language, and popularized the knowledge of the shrimps. Looking at the colorful pictures as big as newspapers, the shrimps on them were fresh and gratifying. A large group of senior white-collar workers were happy and greedy to listen. In fact, what they didn't know was that this lecture model was also proposed by the unlucky child with two bear paws.

At the subsequent meeting, some senior management personnel from the Hanzhong Hotel spoke one after another, without exception, commended them first and then put forward opinions and suggestions.

Some of these suggestions are wonderful ideas, some are nonsense, while others are quite insightful. As a temporary recorder, Li Yang wrote in a sweaty way and wrote in a sweaty way.

At noon, three large round tables were lined up, Lu Dayuan and Lu Qisheng each accompanied Lu Dafu with a table, and the lunch was extremely sumptuous. Lu Dafu invited a chef from the village who was good at making noodles. The ingredients were high-end and all of them were green food. The chef had good skills. The dishes he made were mouth-watering when smelled from afar. However, Xiao Jing, a girl from the city, kept pointing to plates of dishes and asked Zhang Xingyue which plate was tiger meat. This made Lu Dafu very ashamed and secretly glaring at his son.

Braised pork, sauerkraut catfish, braised pork, clear soup, old duck, herb beef, shredded paste, fat intestines, steamed Wangya fish, fried corn patties, glutinous rice sugar lotus root, dried chicken sauce, cold fungus, salted edamame, fried horse teeth, dry stir-fried cowpeas, green vegetable dumpling soup. In addition, naturally, shrimps are indispensable.

These dishes look like they are mouth-watering, and when they smell the fragrance, they make their index fingers flutter.

"Fried white water~" The young man who served the dishes shouted loudly and placed a plate of dishes on the table. Xiao Hongqing looked carefully and seemed nothing unexpected. It was just shredded pork, shredded tofu, shredded green pepper, and shredded carrots, which could only be regarded as home-cooked side dishes. However, the dishes were red, green and white, and with sauce-colored shredded pork, it turned out like a brocade painting, with bright colors and fullness.

When he looked left and right, people on both sides were waiting for him to take off their chopsticks first. Xiao Hongqing smiled and said, "Why is this dish called 'white water fried'?"

"It was my son who set it up." Lu Dafu waved his chopsticks and said with a smile: "President Xiao, please try it."

Xiao Hongqing smiled and nodded, Xiao Jing frowned and said, "It's just fried shredded pork, what kind of fried white water!"

Zhang Xingyue pushed her daughter's arm, her face a little awkward, "Boss Lu, Xiao Jing is used to it, don't be angry."

"Where, where." Lu Dafu was murmured in his heart, but he smiled harmoniously on his face.

"Where did I say it wrong?" Xiao Jing was unhappy, raised her little face and pointed at the dish, "Isn't this just fried shredded pork!"

"Yes, yes. This is fried pork shredded pork." Lu Dafu laughed with her, not knowing what to say. Zhang Xingyue was extremely embarrassed and angry, and she was not good to scold her daughter in public. She looked at the table with a little straight eyes, and she wanted to strangle this verbal girl to death.

Lu Nan sat at another table, saw his father smiling on his face, and looked at Xiao Jing's smug little face. He felt extremely unhappy and got up and walked to the table.

"Mr. Xiao, Aunt Zhang, this dish is called 'Fresh Fried White Water', so it naturally has the characteristics of white water."

Pointing to the dish, he explained: "The shredded tofu is ground in the village. It has never been removed. It is nutritious, and it tastes chewy and has a bean flavor. In addition, before putting the shredded tofu into the pot, it is cooked with earthy hen soup. Green peppers and carrots are all produced in the village, and they have never used fertilizers. The pork they choose is also local local pork. They are raised by bran and vegetables, and the taste is fresh and the meat is fragrant. These are incomparable to the fried shredded pork in restaurants in the city. So I named it 'Baishui Xiaofan'."

Gently picked up a pair of public sanitary chopsticks, took a chopstick and put it into Xiao Hongqing's bowl: "Mr. Xiao, try it first."

Xiao Hongqing looked at Lu Nan, took the dishes and tasted them carefully, and smiled: "No, Lu Nan said it well. This dish is really not available in the city and it tastes delicious! Come on, everyone will try it."

Everyone on the table laughed. The originally nervous air swept away. Lu Nan saw Xiao Jing bulging his mouth from the corner of his eyes, and he didn't even raise his eyelids. Shi Shiran returned to his seat. He thought to himself, in fact, all the dishes on this table were standard farm dishes, and green and pollution-free dishes. It was a blessing to give them to you. This yellow-haired girl is really ignorant.

Lu Da was young and drank simply. Lu Qisheng was ruthless and had enough energy to drink. Several other people who were qualified to serve the table also tried their best to persuade him to drink. Most of the young people in Hanzhong Hotel are relied on their status as an elite city. How could they be willing to fall behind? Moreover, the country people are really urging him to drink, and there are definitely many people who drink wine. The wine rumor is open and the white-collar workers are used to being served by waiters in the fragrant private rooms. This kind of open banquet is not

It is common. After a while, a few village cadres who were accompanying the drinks were blushing and their necks were thick, and they started to punch with loud voices, and their hearts became itchy. Seeing that Xiao Hongqing was always smiling and whispering to Zhang Xingyue, occasionally talking to Lu Dafu a few more words, but they didn't look here at all. In addition, someone began to persuade him, and slowly took off his suit and rolled up his sleeves to join the boxing competition. He played the hot day and enjoyed the guests and hosts. He was very drunk.

After dinner, we first took a group photo to commemorate the shrimp farm. The background was set at the gate of the shrimp farm. The first row was a row of benches, and naturally there were several backbones and two village chiefs of the Hanzhong Hotel. Lu Dafu was standing on the side. Lu Nan stood on the side of the second row. Yu Yan had no place at all. Seeing Lu Nan hiding his hands behind the people sitting in the front row, he sneaked over and stood on Lu Nan and whispered: "Brother Xiaonan, I want to take a photo too." Lu Nan didn't know that Yu Yan had a little bad water to emerge, so he said generously: "Then stand here and tiptoe!"

The photographer glanced for a long time, raised his left hand high, and directed with great momentum: "Everyone looks at this side and shouts 'eggplant' together!"

At this time, Yu Yan suddenly held Lu Nan's hands up, and with a "click!", the photographer smiled and stretched out his head from behind the tripod, nodding with satisfaction: "Very good!"

What's good? Lu Nan glared at Yu Yan fiercely, reached out to take a photo on her head, "Little girl, dare to do something bad with me!" Yu Yan giggled and ran away.

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