The tea culture of Hong Kong has become less pure. Many teahouses combine Chinese and Western styles, and the British and Chinese tea arts are mixed into a new style.
But the one Jiayi chose today still retains the earliest Hong Kong flavor.
The old-fashioned large kettle and baking cup for brewing tea, a pile of newspapers and magazines that can be read at any time, drinking tea and eating snacks, reading newspapers, and occasionally closing your eyes to enjoy the sunlight shining through the window, you can enjoy the leisurely and leisurely old-fashioned comfortable life. The
boiling tea is beautiful and happy, and the Chinese paintings and calligraphy hanging in the inner room seem to have a more ancient and elegant taste.
The detectives of Group B sighed at the new life of Uncle Jiu, and after the excitement disappeared, they felt tired and lazy.
Qiu Sushan wanted to pull everyone back to work, but she couldn't stand the agents' rioting.
"Madam, don't worry, everyone just cried and we are so thirsty, sit for a while." Liu Jiaming pulled Qiu Sushan's right hand and pushed her onto the sofa.
"Yes, madam, drink tea first~" Sanfu held her other arm.
The two agents attacked from the left and right, and Qiu Sushan had to surrender and sat down on the soft sofa in the tea room.
When the top-quality Tieguanyin tea was brewed and the aroma came out, she blew it to blow it, savored it carefully, and drank the tea in big gulps. The heat went into her stomach, and her body began to sweat, and then she felt the satisfaction of drinking tea.
Qiu Sushan leaned against the sofa, watching everyone slurp hot tea and crunch soft egg tarts, and touched the pager on her waist with her fingers.
She was going to wait until she got back to the police station to tell Yi Jiayi the news, but lying in the teahouse, she suddenly wanted to add icing on the cake.
Taking out the pager, Qiu Sushan handed it to Jiayi.
The little policewoman took the pager, raised her eyebrows and looked back curiously.
"Take a look, it's your promotion order." Qiu Sushan smiled.
The sunlight shone on her face, and she felt a little tipsy. Could hot tea also be intoxicating?
"!" Jiayi stared and lowered her head, holding the pager in her palm and moving it closer.
"What? Promotion? Let me see too!" Liu Jiaming immediately leaned over to look over curiously, and read out unconsciously while looking:
"Detective Yi Jiayi, has been credited with chief merit in solving many cases, has excellent performance in all aspects, and has been commended and recommended by many departments. Special approval for promotion to senior police officer."
"Wow! Eleven is amazing! It took me many years to be promoted to senior police officer!" Sanfu rushed over to make the BB call, exclaiming in amazement as he called out, almost drooling with envy.
"Ahhhh, Sister Eleven is the latecomer, I'm so jealous!" Liu Jiaming leaned on Gary, pretending to cry while waving to the teahouse proprietress, "Madam, do you have a cake? We have a double happiness coming here to celebrate."
Fang Zhenyue pressed Liu Jiaming's head, stood up and walked to the counter, and chose a cake very efficiently.
The proprietress immediately pushed down the fruit cake that had just come out of the oven, rearranged the cream and words, inserted candles and lit the flame, smiled and brought it to the long table, said auspicious words, put down the cake and left.
"Come on, raise your glasses. Congratulations to Uncle Nine for returning safely to the team, and congratulations to Sister Eleven for getting a promotion and a raise!" Fang Zhenyue sat on the sofa with one foot stretched to the aisle, and raised the teacup with great enthusiasm.
"Cheers!"
"Cheers!"
"I'm done, you guys do whatever you want!"
"Hahaha..."
The sound of porcelain cups clinking one after another, everyone was excited and drank hot tea, and they urged Uncle Jiu and Jiayi to blow at the candles.
Uncle Jiu, adhering to the virtue of loving children, asked Jiayi to blow first.
Jiayi, on the grounds of respecting the elderly, humbly let Uncle Jiu go first.
The old and the young laughed and played rock-paper-scissors.
Uncle Jiu won, blowing out 3 candles with one blow. Jiayi blew later and blew out the remaining 5 candles with one blow.
Liu Jiaming immediately pulled out 8 red candles with the words "good luck" and used a knife to serve everyone. He cut out the two largest pieces for Jiayi and Jiushu, and then for Madam and Yuege...
So, the plan to pick up Jiayi and go back to the police station together turned into a group of people drinking tea and eating cakes around the table. They drank and ate until noon, and then went to the typhoon shelter to eat crabs. They didn't return to the police station until two o'clock in the afternoon.
Qiu Sushan had never experienced such indulgence. When she returned to her office, her face was red. I don't know if it was because she was too happy, or as a leader, she was a little ashamed to take care of food, drinks and fun.
Group B returned to the team, and Jiayi immediately went to see the superior with Qiu Sushan.
After receiving a lecture, she signed the promotion order and completed the promotion procedures smoothly.
On the way back with Qiu Sushan, Jiayi's heart was filled with emotion.
In the future, she would be a senior police officer, and the next step forward would be to be a sergeant.
Those distant goals were getting closer, which was great.
"By the way, the salary has been raised to 18,000 Hong Kong dollars, and this month's salary will be paid according to this." Qiu Sushan turned her head and looked at the young female police officer who was almost as tall as her. She saw genuine surprise in her eyes, as if a salary increase of several thousand yuan was the happiest thing in the world.
It's great to be young, simple and pure, and your emotions are so straightforward.
She couldn't help but reach out and rub Jiayi's shoulders. Everyone loves beautiful things, and even a woman like Qiu Sushan likes a lovely and excellent human being like Jiayi.
She even wanted to pinch Jiayi's cheeks.
"Thank you, Madam!" Jiayi was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth. She stood still and saluted Qiu Sushan.
Qiu Sushan was amused and laughed. When she was in a good mood, she couldn't suppress the strongest desire in her heart, so she really pinched Jiayi's cheek.
"You deserve it. It has nothing to do with me. Why should you thank me?" Qiu Sushan took her hand back and felt a little embarrassed.
He is an excellent and powerful genius detective. As a superior, she was so disrespectful that she rubbed and pinched him in the police station. It was really inappropriate.
She was a little worried that Jiayi would be unhappy, but when she looked at Jiayi with a guilty conscience, she found that she was only happy in her eyes, on her face and in her heart, and she didn't care about her little actions at all.
What a lovely young person.
Really... so beautiful that one wants to sigh to the sky.
"Go back to work." Qiu Susan's expression softened unconsciously like a pool of warm spring water.
"Yes, madam!" Jiayi nodded vigorously, and the words "make money, save money, buy a big house, buy a big house" played in her mind.
If she were an animated character, her pupils would have turned into symbols of banknotes by now.
When walking through the corridor and about to reach the office, Qiu Susan suddenly remembered something, stretched out her arm and grabbed Jiayi's wrist.
The policewoman turned her head and raised her eyebrows, staring at her curiously.
Qiu Susan retracted her hand, smiled slightly, and then said solemnly:
"When Uncle Jiu got into trouble... Although we all believe in Uncle Jiu's character, we may not be so sure that he was not controlled by his emotions to push Ximing. Thank you for believing in him so wholeheartedly."
"..." Jiayi opened her lips slightly, and her cheeks burned with embarrassment.
She believed it so much because she saw with her own eyes that Uncle Jiu did not push.
"In this world, trusting others is the easiest thing, but also the hardest thing. Each of us detectives is taught to learn to 'question'. As we go through more and more things, we really become particularly skeptical, but forget how to trust. Even for our brothers, we probably still have a scrutiny in our hearts." Qiu Susan touched her suit, found the pocket and put it in, took a deep breath and shrugged slightly:
"For everyone, the most important thing is to protect themselves.
"If you trust others wrongly, you will probably be like Uncle Jiu, who was deceived by Xi Ming. When people grow up to a certain age, they will find that the person who can deceive you the most is often the person you trust the most.
"But Eleven, you are really good.
"Your trust in Uncle Jiu, and the persistence that comes from trust to prove his innocence, not only preserved Uncle Jiu's innocence. "It probably preserved Uncle Jiu's remaining confidence in many things..."
If even his brothers did not trust him in this case, and did not believe that there was evidence to prove his "so-called innocence", and did not believe that there must be evidence to prove his innocence because of their trust in him, and did not search for it day and night...
what would be the final result?
Uncle Jiu might not only be framed by Zhao Zhicheng's false testimony and uncontrollable circumstances, but he might also never trust others again, and even worse... Will be disappointed with human nature, and become even more...
and herself.
Qiu Sushan pursed her lips and savored the various insights she had gained throughout the case.
She has learned how to be an adult in society, but has forgotten how to retain a childlike sincerity after becoming an adult.
These days, looking at Yi Jiayi, looking at her reckless but unhesitating figure rushing forward, Qiu Sushan seems to have learned frankness from her, and also learned to find her original intention.
"Thank you." Qiu Sushan suddenly spoke.
"Madam..." Jiayi stood in the corridor at a loss, staring at Qiu Sushan in a daze.
She saw something in madam's eyes, but she didn't understand what it was.
"I hope your purity will never be broken." Qiu Sushan nodded at Jiayi, "While trusting others, remember to protect yourself more. "
Got it, Madam." Jiayi nodded seriously.
Qiu Susan took a deep breath, raised her eyebrows at Jiayi, finally stopped nagging, and turned into her own office.
Jiayi lowered her eyes and pondered over Madam's words, smiled to herself, and turned briskly into the office of Group B.
The warmth and sadness that Madam's words had brought to her mind instantly turned into 'raise your salary~ raise your salary~ raise your salary'. 'La~~~'.
With the joy of a promotion and a pay raise, Jiayi was like a tireless little top this afternoon. She
went upstairs to get the test report, went downstairs to sort out the files, and went back to the computer to make a report. She was very enthusiastic about everything.
The finishing work of the old case was enough to keep everyone busy for a while. Fang Zhenyue went to discuss with Qiu Sushan about transferring a few old cases.
The serious crime team's office really doesn't allow idle people.
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After Lin Wangjiu returned to the office, he went to burn three incense sticks in front of the Guan Gong statue.
He first apologized for not burning three incense sticks on the day of the incident and explained that he was delayed because of bad luck and could not come to the police station to work. He
also thanked Second Master Guan for coming to Eleven in his dream and chatted with Second Master for a long time.
When he finished his superstition and was about to do some simple work to adapt to his job, Inspector Guo from the Public Relations Department suddenly came to talk to him.
Uncle Jiu then put down the simplest work of Group B and followed Sir Guo to the Public Relations Department office.
After sitting down, Sir Guo said a lot of nonsense before talking about business:
"The case is closed, and all major newspapers will definitely do a case summary. I want to discuss this with you in person. "
Mr. Guo, I don't understand this part, so I'll just listen to you." Uncle Jiu took a sip of the tea handed to him by the young female police officer from the Public Relations Department, and then answered slowly.
"The matter of Ximing is finally over now. Many people don't understand why the detectives involved in this matter are chasing after the deceased. I think it's a good opportunity to speak my mind and vent my grievances for you. Describe the evil deeds that Ximing has done. Talk about how badly he harmed you and your group, and the citizens will understand your difficulties better. "Guo Yongyao also took a sip of hot tea, and after it moistened his throat, he continued:
"A few days ago, a reporter from the Orange Daily wrote a report from the perspective of 'Police are ordinary people too', which resonated with many citizens. It is very good for boosting the reputation of the police. Now that we are going deeper into this topic, we can also better describe the difficulty of the police's job. "
In Guo Yongyao's opinion, Lin Wangjiu must have suffered a lot of grievances because of this incident, and he must have experienced a lot of sadness and pain.
Now the truth of the case is out, and the past is completely over.
It would be great if the newspapers could fight for him, praise him, and feel sorry for him.
Uncle Jiu held the tea in his hand, lowered his eyes and watched the dry leaves floating in the tea gradually expand into leaves after absorbing water.
He did not speak for a long time. He was silent as if he was asleep, until Guo Yongyao could no longer bear to call him, then he raised his head.
"My former friend died many, many years ago." Uncle Jiu blew on the tea, but did not drink it, and continued:
"Now, everything about this person has come to an end with his burial. Right or wrong, it doesn't matter to the dead."
"But it does matter to you, the living." Guo Yongyao looked at Lin Wangjiu, as if to see if he really didn't care.
"Does it really matter to the living?"
Uncle Jiu finally took a big sip of tea:
"Several decades have passed. I got married, had children, and joined the serious crime squad. Can I blame all my frustrations on others?
"Xi Ming's betrayal and deception of me may not have destroyed me. It was just... a threshold for me to completely step into the fierce world of adulthood.
" "Who in this society can avoid setbacks?
" "Through this incident, the world told me that my childhood is over, and I should prepare for the strong winds and hardships... I just don't want to accept it.
" "I am weak and have become depressed because of a setback, but I can't keep blaming Xi Ming."
"..." Guo Yongyao frowned slightly.
"Sir Guo, I've let it go. You can contact the newspapers to report it in any way you want. Don't consider me. Thank you." Lin Wangjiu took another sip of tea and drank it all.
The living live for a hundred years, how far apart are they? Joy is short, sorrow is long... After pouring the wine, I walk with my pole and sing.
Life is like this, ups and downs, troubles and disturbances... Why not drink a glass of wine, put the trekking pole on the pillar, and sing while walking.
Lin Wangjiu stood up and left the Public Relations Department. He walked for a while with his eyes downcast, suddenly raised his head and took a breath, and strode forward. Outside
the corridor window, the fallen leaves were blown away by the autumn wind and left the branches, falling into the soil, waiting to turn into spring mud, waiting to nourish the tree, and then climb back to the high branches in the form of nutrients.
Once the sun comes, it will always sprout and grow into leaves again.
...
In the evening, Yi Jiadong prepared a big dinner to welcome Uncle Jiu and celebrate Jiayi's promotion to senior police officer.
As soon as 17:30 arrived, the detectives of Team B could not wait to finish their work.
When everyone walked out of the police station together, Mrs. Liu, who came to take away Liu Fuqiang's body, happened
to be there. The two looked at each other and should have passed by each other and never wanted to see each other again. But Mrs. Liu suddenly said a few words to the staff and walked towards the detectives.
She finally stopped in front of Uncle Jiu, hesitated for a while, and then said:
"I'm sorry."
Lin Wangjiu pursed his lips and said nothing.
"He said that he was only sorry for one person in his life. Is that person you?" Mrs. Liu hesitated and looked up. This was probably a truth she wanted to know a long time ago.
"It doesn't matter who it is." Lin Wangjiu shook his head, without saying goodbye, turned around and strode to catch up with Fang Zhenyue and others.
Mrs. Liu stood still, looking at Lin Wangjiu with an inexplicable expression, which finally turned into a sigh, and turned away sadly, leaving only a back figure.
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...
Goose is born twice a year, and the best time to eat it is around the Double Ninth Festival.
The goose at this time has tender and plump meat.
Yi Jiadong selected a batch of newly listed black-maned geese, which have short necks, short bodies and short legs. After being cut clean, there are only three pounds left, which is a good ingredient with the most suitable fat content.
Wash the goose cleanly, and apply spices, soy sauce, sesame sauce, oyster sauce, salt and sugar inside the cavity.
Then use a thick rope to sew the goose cavity together, and the thick needle goes into the meat and out, and the distance between each two needles is consistent, making the sewing neat and beautiful. Then use an air pump to blow the goose until it swells, and then blanch it in boiling water to tighten the goose skin and lock in water.
Then boil white vinegar and maltose into boiling water, apply it to the goose body, and then air dry it naturally. This will make the goose skin crisper and the color redder and brighter when roasting.
When roasting goose, you must use a charcoal stove. Roasted goose with charcoal aroma after being roasted out of the oven is definitely two different foods from roasted goose without charcoal aroma. This is an important step that must be taken seriously.
When the fat under the goose skin is roasted and penetrates into the meat, making the meat tender and juicy, and the skin is roasted crispy and beautiful, it is a good time to take it out of the oven.
Yi Ji made a batch of roasted goose, just like when the pigeons are on the market, Yi Jiadong will make a limited batch of roasted pigeons.
As soon as Fang Zhenyue and other agents entered the store, Yi Jiadong shouted:
"The roasted goose is ready~"
While Boss Yi was cutting the roasted goose, Sun Xin served everyone bowl after bowl of transparent and smooth rice noodles, then poured thick soup made from pork bones, covered with a few slices of pork liver and rice intestines, and arranged it into a beautiful bowl. It was placed in a circle on the round table, and each bowl was shiny and fragrant.
Once the roasted goose was served, it was served with rice noodles. The oil dripping from the roasted goose mixed with the rice noodles soup, and a big gulp of it would make all the troubles disappear.
A plate of fresh steamed fish, a plate of stir-fried seasonal vegetables, a few crispy pig's feet cooked with roast goose, and a bowl of good luck steamed cake. There was also the cucumber that Sun Xin personally pounded, which was dipped in hot oil and seasoned with chili, vinegar, sugar, salt, and other seasonings, mixed and served on the table. It was refreshing, crispy, and not greasy.
Fang Zhenyue thought that this was enough, but in the end Sun Xin actually brought a few more steamed containers and placed them in the middle of the table. He opened the lid and found a few bright red cooked river crabs inside.
Yi Jiadong walked out while wiping his hands, smiling and saying,
"This is what Sun Xin bought for everyone. He wants to thank the agents for their care. He is too embarrassed to say it himself, so he needs me to say it for him."
Sun Xin had just put down the steamer, and when he heard these words, his face instantly turned red.
He wanted Brother Yi to wait until he entered the kitchen before telling the agents these words. How could he say it while he was still here... How embarrassing!
Liu Jiaming smiled and looked around. He put his left and right hands together, pulled Sun Xin and Yi Jiadong to sit beside him, and said cheerfully: "Let's eat together. There are so many dishes. Even if we are pigs, we can't eat them all."
He also called Yi Jiajun standing in front of the counter, Ding Baoshu who was making milk tea, and Jiaru who was entertaining guests: "Let's eat together."
Seeing Jiaru was still preparing wine and chopsticks for a table of guests, Liu Jiaming simply ran over to serve the guests instead of Jiaru, pushing Jiaru's shoulders and pushing the little girl to the round table.
Seeing Jiaru sitting down, Liu Jiaming turned around and responded to the guests' request and helped to serve a dish of sweet vinegar and soy sauce.
"Tofu Zai, did you get paid?" Uncle Jiu gave Sun Xin a nickname without authorization. It was completely in the Hong Kong nickname system. You are called what you are best at.
"..." Sun Xin smiled foolishly, but before he could speak, his face turned red from nervousness.
Jiaru explained to Sun Xin:
"After work every day, Big Brother Sun would go to the back alley to watch Eighth Aunt and the others play mahjong. Although Big Brother Sun's Cantonese was not very fluent, he quickly learned how to play from Eighth Aunt and the others. He has been watching for half a month, and Eighth Aunt and the others all know Big Brother Sun. It happened that there was one person missing last night, so Big Brother Sun was asked to fill in. Hahaha..."
Thinking of what she was going to say, Jiaru started laughing.
Her laughter made everyone curious, so they held back their laughter and continued:
"Eighth Aunt and the others thought that Big Brother Sun was a novice and that the three families together could win Big Brother Sun's money. But the result was, hahaha...the three families lost, and Big Brother Sun's family won. They made a fortune, haha."
"Wow, so amazing? Let's go back and have a rest, and then we can set up a game to play together." Sanfu rubbed his hands, eager to try.
"Okay, I haven't played mahjong for a long time." Uncle Jiu was also very interested, "I've been unlucky recently, and it's time for good luck to come. I will definitely beat you."
They shouted and laughed, and they all looked like they would win.
Jiayi just smiled and didn't answer. It's not that she doesn't want to play mahjong, but she is the only one sober when everyone else is drunk.
Play mahjong with Sun Xin?
What a joke! Let Uncle Jiu and the others go! Yi Jiayi will definitely not go!
Sun·Tofuzai·Xin is from Sichuan! Once he can speak, he can play mahjong like a whim! Someone like Sun Xin who is not good at speaking may learn to play mahjong before learning to speak.
It is a natural skill for him!
She doesn't play, she just watches.
She smiled and listened to everyone's mahjong game, then took a bite of the fragrant crispy pig's trotter, swallowed it, and then turned around and whispered to Sun Xin:
"When you win money, treat me to eat Typhoon Shelter snails."
"Okay." Sun Xin was stunned for a moment, then stared with a pair of eyes that seemed to be surprised at any time, and nodded seriously to agree.
It was agreed that if he won money, he would treat her to delicious food, and she would not remind others that Sichuanese Sun Xin was a gambler at the mahjong table.
Jiayi chuckled and stretched out her hand towards him under the table.
Sun Xin secretly reached over and slapped her hand quietly.
With this as proof, the little policewoman will soon be able to eat fresh and crispy snails.
The detectives around the round table, who were eating meat in high spirits and making plans to go to Yue Ge’s villa to play mahjong and have BBQ, did not know that they had become money-giving boys*3 in the eyes of Jiayi and Sun Xin.
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On a day off a few days later, Lin Wangjiu followed his memory alone and went to eat the Wanzai Quanchang stinky tofu that he loved most when he was young.
The bad Ximing is dead, and Ximing, who was once a good friend, will no longer be a long-term resident in Lin Wangjiu’s memory.
Putting everything aside, the stinky tofu is delicious again, with a crispy skin and juicy mouthfeel…