They feasted to the accompaniment of "William Tell Overture". 》
"Your set of tableware is really nice, as well as this knife and fork." Nangong Hao is an artistic man with a lot of interest in life. Of course you can see the value of the items in front of you.
"They were all obtained during the trophy auction. This set of knives and forks are Italian. The tableware is high-grade Clark porcelain." Dongfang Ke smiled slightly, "It's a pity that there is no real dry red. Such a lamb chop, even if it is matched with one or two Ou’s table wine is also a great treat...”
Grapes cannot be grown in Hainan Island. Both Xue Liang and the Agricultural Committee have made futile efforts in this regard-even the next best thing is to make cider. The elders had to content themselves with fruit wine made from a variety of local fruits. Although they have a complete set of winemaking processes and better process equipment than the wineries in this time and space, the quality of the wine is obviously much higher than that of jackfruit wine.
"Isn't it okay to import wine?" Okamoto's mouth was filled with mutton.
"It takes more than a year to get here from Europe. When it comes out, it's fine wine. When it arrives at the port, it's fine wine vinegar." Dongfang Ke said with regret, "I asked Minister Hong to order a bottle in Macau. The good port wine in the barrel can only be used to mix salads now - unfortunately olive oil cannot be transported long distances. There are no olive trees in Hainan Island..."
"You're talking about Minister Hong, is he Hong Huangnan from the Joint Logistics Headquarters?" Okamoto asked.
"Yes, that's him."
"No wonder there are good goods." Okamoto said, "It's a fake business for personal gain."
"You are wrong to blame him." Dongfang Ke raised the carved glass and stared at the amber brandy liquid inside. "This is a new project he has undertaken. It is attached under the office and is currently undergoing renovation and trial operation. Yes. He asked me for something. I just entrusted him to help me get some rare goods."
The grilled lamb chops for four people were almost wiped out, and Okamoto's face was already red. Still continuing to exchange cups with Nangong Hao. He drinks in a completely Chinese style. He doesn't like to add ice and likes to drink it all in one gulp.
Dongfang Ke got up and brought new dishes from the kitchen.
"Braised lamb liver." He opened the thermal insulation cover.
A charming aroma filled the air. Each person's plate had a small portion of lamb liver, decorated with herbs and doused with thick juice.
"It tastes good. Your craftsmanship can go to a Western restaurant!" Okamoto complimented.
Nangong Hao said nothing, but nodded to express his agreement with Okamoto's view.
A mysterious smile appeared on Dongfang's face: "I bet you don't know where this sheep liver comes from..."
For a moment. The faces of Okamoto and Nangong Hao turned pale.
He loves music, is good at cooking, lives in isolation, and has elegant taste... These characteristics were quickly magnified countless times. Looking at the dark red sauce remaining on the plate, strong discomfort rose quickly from his stomach. Okamoto saw Nangong Hao's face turned frighteningly white.
Probably feeling that this reaction was a bit beyond expectations, Dongfang Ke quickly raised his hand: "Just kidding, just kidding. This is the best Changhua sheep from Nanhai Farm..."
"Damn. Don't do this while you're eating." Okamoto's expression recovered slightly, "It's too disgraceful."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was just having fun." Dongfang Ke apologized repeatedly.
Remove the plate. Dongfang Ke sent another dessert: cookies and hot coffee.
Dongfang Ke put on a serious face at this time: "There are only three of us here, and it is safer than any restaurant or reception place, so. You two should stop eating now and listen to me."
"No. You're trying to trick us again." Okamoto almost spit out the cookies in his mouth.
There was a click, which was Dongfang tapping the soup bowl with a silver spoon.
"If you two don't want to be the protagonists of the Tomb Sweeping Day memorial service at Cuigang Cemetery next year, you'd better listen to me."
Okamoto was stunned and looked straight to the east, and Nangong also stopped eating.
"Have you remembered to maintain the pistols that were issued to you regularly over the years?"
The two shook their heads blankly. After the Chengmai War, most of the civilian elders in the Senate relaxed their military training. In addition to the pistol target training organized by the general office twice a year, many elders have forgotten about pistols. Some people simply locked up their pistols and ammunition.
Dongfang's expression was not surprising and he continued: "Well, do you have stab-proof vests?"
"Yes, it was one for each person." Nangong Hao thought for a while, "Probably put it together with my helmet."
"Mine should be there too. I don't know where it is. It should be in which cabinet."
"Ask your maid to find it when you get back in the evening and clean it up." Dongfang Ke said, "As for the pistol, take it apart and wipe it clean with oil. It's best to find a time to test-fire it."
"Wait, what do you mean?" Okamoto asked confused.
"I don't know how to start, but when we perform at the cultural festival, it may not be peaceful. It's best for you all to wear stab-proof vests and carry weapons to perform."
"What? You said something would happen during a theatrical performance? Then you want me to wear a stab-proof vest on the podium? That would be too funny!" Nangong Hao's expression also changed, and his drunkenness disappeared instantly.
"Hmm... Wearing it under the long shirt for the performance will make you look stronger. It's not too funny, but it will be a little hot. Please bear with it... Originally, I was planning to invite Liu Shuixin to come over and let her make a report. She asked to strengthen the security of the art troupe - I don’t think the executive committee will reject her request..." Dongfang rambled uncharacteristically.
"You don't understand the Executive Committee very well." Okamoto shook his head, "Those beasts in the Executive Committee are most afraid of being said to be flattering the female elders, so they all pretend to be stoic - you don't Have you noticed that their attitude towards female senators is cold and polite? And this matter is not in accordance with the procedures."
"That's it..." Dongfang Ke hesitated. Obviously, the political situation in the Senate was much more complicated than he imagined. No wonder he went there today.
"What do you know? Don't scare us, this joke is not funny!" Okamoto seemed to have no idea about his partner at all, why did the man in front of him suddenly become so cautious.
"I don't know anything, I just guessed. But it's better to be prepared than not to be prepared. We have all been to the performance venue. It's such a big place, and it's impossible to cover it with just a few security battalion soldiers without long guns." of……"
"How do you say this? What major events will happen at the cultural festival?" The curiosity of both of them was aroused and they insisted on him explaining clearly.
Dongfang Ke had no choice but to tell what he saw and guessed: "I suspect that there are probably spies who have entered Lingao and are preparing to make a big deal at the cultural festival! They probably already have someone from the police department. Insider."
"Damn it, why don't you report such important information to the Political Security Bureau?!" Okamoto shouted.
Nangong Hao nodded: "I also think we should report to them."
"I have already reported it," Dongfang Ke said. "Not only did I go to Wu Mu, but I also went to the battalion commander of the security battalion." He was indignant. "They all gave me a standard 'official answer.'"
"What is the 'official answer'?" Okamoto asked.
Nangong Hao took over: "roughly, 'We already know the situation you responded to, and we will handle it properly. Thank you for your help in our work, bala bala.'" As he said that, he told Wu Mu and Li Yayang what happened. Said it again.
"Fuck, isn't this a disregard for the rights of our elders!" Okamoto became excited, "These beasts of the Executive Committee! They don't take the elders seriously at all. This is how they want to be the emperor themselves!"
Nangong Hao shook his head: "You have a problem with Li Yayang. What authority does he have to equip Wang Qisuo with guns? As for increasing the number of troops, I don't know much about how our troops are dispatched. I think it is similar to T: there is no executive committee How dare he, Li Yayang, mobilize the army casually according to the meeting's order?"
"That's true, but if Wu Mu, the spy chief, said such a harmless thing, wouldn't he be too indifferent to the elders? Could it be that he really thinks of himself as Himmler!" Okamoto yelled.
"Well, I think this Political Security Bureau is a bit unreliable." Dongfang Ke drank coffee, "They are well put on, and I don't think they have done anything serious."
"So, we can't count on them?" Okamoto said.
"At least we can't count on everything. We have to have the means to protect ourselves." Dongfang Ke said as he stood up and walked into the inner room. Okamoto and Nangong heard the sound of the switch cabinet and came out with a baggage in their hands. [^^]
"Since you all have stab-proof vests, I won't take out the cotton vests that I asked people to prepare. But this-" He took out another leather holster like magic, "Quickly draw the holster, it's a real American product . A short-barreled Smith and Wesson can be installed in it. The revolver is relatively reliable - Liu Shuixin should have this gun. Female senators deserve this. Okamoto, go and borrow it from Liu Shuixin. Don't you? When you go on stage, just hang this under your arm. You don’t need me to teach you how to use it, do you?”
Okamoto curled his lips and took the holster.
"Okay, that's about it. If you haven't had enough, keep drinking. Do you want some more soup?"
The two art workers, who seemed quite frightened, said they had had enough food and wine and it was time to go back and rest.
"Well, then~ walk slowly, don't send him off, and be careful on the road." Dongfang turned off the stereo and started to put away the cups and plates.
"Okay, see you at the show, thank you for the treat..." Okamoto was already faltering a little when he stood up, and Nangong quickly supported him.
Dongfang Ke stood at the window, watching the figures of his two colleagues walking towards the gate of Bairen Dormitory. Suddenly, he took out his right hand from behind his waist, and there was a claw knife in his palm. He waved it in the air a few times, then turned around and sat down. In front of the piano, he fell into deep thought.
