Chapter 21 is super delicious, so delicious!
“But I always feel something is wrong in my heart.”
Song Ping’s anxiety did not subside because of Chen Yang’s comfort.
Took out his off-brand mobile phone and dialed Song Daneng's number again, but it still said it was not in the service area.
“Brother Yang, can I borrow your drone?”
"Go, on the desk in my room."
Chen Yang didn't want to create more anxiety for him, but he didn't realize anything was wrong.
The moment the drone was taken out, Huang Ying and Zhang Yanan’s eyes converged.
This drone looks so familiar.
By the time Chen Yang reacted, it was already too late, and he quickly said, "I just bought it, and I haven't played with it even once. I just got snatched away by this little guy."
"Really?"
Zhang Yanan looked at him with a half-smile.
Talking lies with your eyes open, who will believe what you say?
However, he didn’t reveal it either.
On the other hand, Huang Ying understood something the moment she saw the drone, and a hint of blush appeared on her cheeks.
The look he looked at Chen Yang had a different meaning.
This guy dares to do it but dare not admit it, and he even pushes it on other children.
"Of course, right Ping Wazi." Chen Yang poked Song Ping in the shoulder, urgently needing someone to take the blame.
“Ah, right, right.”
Song Ping didn’t know what was going on. He only thought about his father and quickly took out the drone and let it fly.
Daqi Mountain stretches for dozens of miles and is quite large. Song Ping first searched nearby, but found no one.
Then he flew deep into the mountains.
However, the mountains are high and the forests are dense. Through the drone's camera, all that can be seen is the endless tree crowns, and occasionally some open spaces are exposed, but there is no harvest at all.
"What is he looking for?" Huang Ying asked.
The duck was already stewing in the pot, and Chen Yang was free, so he told him the situation.
"A tour group from Hong Kong Island?"
After hearing this, Huang Ying frowned slightly, then turned to look at Zhang Yanan who was eating melon seeds on the sofa next to her, "It can't be the tour group your family received, right? ?”
Zhang Yanan said, “That’s right. I heard them say they were coming to Qishan the day before yesterday, and my brother showed them the way yesterday.”
No wonder I didn’t see Zhang Yafeng yesterday.
"Your brother also went into the mountains?" Chen Yang asked.
Zhang Yanan shook his head, "Not really, I came back yesterday afternoon."
"Have you seen all the people in this tour group? Who are they?" The sixth sense told Huang Ying that this Something is wrong.
Although Daqi Mountain is a branch of Emei, it is not a scenic spot. These people come all the way to visit. If they don’t go to Mount Emei, why are they coming to Daqi Mountain?
If you are just traveling, going up and down the mountain, one day is enough to do it, why don't you come back all night?
Now that drones can’t find anyone, it can only mean one thing. These people have gone deep into the mountains.
The tour group is not an expedition team, so why are they going deep into the mountains?
Zhang Yanan said, "An old man, another man and a woman, and two young people. The woman is about the same age as us, the man should be in his thirties, and there are five or six others left. They all look... He's a tall guy, he should be a bodyguard..."
"They said they were here for investment inspection. We had breakfast together yesterday morning. They all spoke Cantonese, and I couldn't quite understand it. My brother Call that old man Chen, his full name seems to be Chen Jingzong, I don’t know the rest..."
"Chen what?"
At this time, the old man came to the main room, and suddenly After listening for a while, he asked casually.
"Chen Jingzong, I don't know exactly which words they are." Zhang Yanan said.
"Grandpa, you don't know him, do you?" Chen Yang asked.
The old man paused, but shook his head, "No, I don't know anyone from Hong Kong Island. I just thought this name..." People of the older generation like to choose names based on rankings. The old man’s name is Chen Jingzhi, and he ranks among the clan members with the surname Jing.
The man Zhang Yanan is talking about is called Chen Jingzong. If they have the same name, he is likely to be of the same race and generation.
At this time, Song Ping walked in from the courtyard, his face full of disappointment.
He didn't find anything. The drone had run out of power and had no choice but to return.
"There are so many of them, it's okay."
Chen Yang patted his shoulder, "Maybe he will be back in the afternoon."
Song Ping ordered Nodding, without saying anything else, he took the drone to charge, preparing to charge it later and then look for it.
At noon, the duck was also braised.
The old man cooked and fried some of his specialty dishes, which he paired with Chenyang braised duck. The aroma could spread half a mile.
The duck meat is fat but not greasy, with a sweet aroma that melts on the taste buds.
Huang Ying chewed in small mouths, her face full of surprise, "Not bad, it tastes better than what I have eaten before, so fragrant..."
If it weren't for being a lady. She could swallow the bones with such an image.
"I have said before that this is my exclusive secret recipe. It is different from the sweet duck made by others. I still have a bad grasp of the heat, otherwise, it should be more delicious." Chen Yang said.
He is not bragging, he has absolute confidence in what the system gives him.
“It’s delicious enough.” Huang Ying praised sincerely and kept talking.
Besides, Zhang Yanan also patronized and ate.
Originally she had no hope, but Chen Yang gave her a big surprise.
"How does it compare with the time-honored brands in town?" Chen Yang asked Zhang Yanan.
Zhang Yanan wiped the oil from her mouth and looked at Chen Yang's sultry look. She instinctively wanted to hit him, but she couldn't restrain her body's instinct.
She had to admit that those time-honored shops in the town, which claimed to be the ancestors of sweet-skinned ducks, were indeed not on the same level as the ducks made by Chen Yang.
This taste is really amazing.
“Are you sure you want to sell the formula?”
Zhang Yanan did not answer his question, but went straight to the point and mentioned the formula directly.
What the Zhang family mainly does is catering. They have industries not only in the town, but also in the county and city. They have even been developing into the provincial capital in the past two years.
She knew very well how much Chen Yang's formula could play in the expansion of their family's business.
"Sell, of course." Chen Yang nodded, "However, it also depends on whether you are willing to buy it, and how much can you give in terms of price?"
This thing is within my grasp. What's the use of it if it can't be cashed out? It's impossible for him to really sell the duck.
"Buy, of course."
Zhang Yanan blurted out, then hesitated and said, "As for the price, I'm not sure. If possible, you can pack a duck for me and give it to my brother later. Give it a try and let him set a price and we’ll discuss it later.”
“Okay.”
Chen Yang didn’t hesitate. He bought the ducks yesterday and marinated them together in the morning. There are still a few left. However, it was originally intended to be kept as a gift.
It was hot in the afternoon, so I played mahjong for a while. After four o'clock, Huang Ying answered the phone and the two girls left without having dinner.
Of the five ducks, four were taken away by force.
“Yes, save one meal and lose four ducks.”
Sent away the two girls, Chen Yang breathed a sigh of relief, hoping that Zhang Yafeng would give a fair price, and his work would not be in vain. So for a while.
(End of this chapter)