Si Mi Street was one of the few street stalls in Beijing.
Due to the noise and pollution problems, Beijing had banned all night stalls more than a decade ago. However, the people and tourists had such needs, so they reopened the night stalls in specific areas and regulated the management. It became the favorite place for foodies who knew the business.
Many diners firmly believed that they could only taste authentic food in places like street stalls.
The so-called big hotels and high-end restaurants only relied on face.
Regardless of whether this view was correct or not, there was no doubt that the business on Fourth Line Street was good, especially at sunset and dusk. The shops along the street were all lit up, and the rows of red lanterns looked especially festive and auspicious.
The entrances of those street stalls and restaurants were filled with tables and chairs. There weren't many empty seats at mealtime. The air was filled with the fragrance of all kinds of delicious food. Steamed, boiled, stir-fried, fried … It made people feel that life was beautiful!
Si Mi Street was a pedestrian street, so cars could only be parked in the parking lot outside.
When they got out of the car, Liao Jia put on a pair of sunglasses and gave one to Lu Chen.
"Bring it along. People like us aren't ourselves anymore."
Lu Chen pondered over the deeper meaning of his words and did not refuse his kindness. He put on his sunglasses.
The stall that Liao Jia brought Lu Chen to eat at was called "Old Zhu Sichuan Restaurant". Its main dish was authentic Sichuan cuisine, and it also sold spicy crayfish. Its business was even more prosperous than the stove in front of the door.
But there was a small table outside reserved for them.
Liao Jia naturally sat on the white plastic chair and said with a smile, "Xiao Li knows the boss, so he called in advance to reserve a table. Otherwise, he wouldn't have found an empty table now."
Xiao Li was the energetic young man with a crew cut. He was Liao Jia's assistant and driver, the kind of person who didn't speak much.
Lu Chen sat opposite him and said with a smile, "Then let's have a taste of the chef's cooking."
Xiao Li waved his hand and asked the waiter. He first asked for Liao Jia and Lu Chen's opinions before he began to order.
"Pickled fish with pickled cabbage and chili, mapo tofu, twice-cooked pork, duck blood curd … and five pounds of spicy crayfish. I want a big one!"
After Xiao Li finished ordering, Liao Jia asked Lu Chen, "Is there enough food? Why don't you order some that you like? "
Lu Chen said, "That's enough. Thank you, Brother Liao."
Liao Jia said with a smile, "You don't have to thank me yet. Since you're eating with me, you have to drink. How about some beer?"
Based on his usual temper, he would definitely make Lu Chen drink Red Star Erguotou the moment he caught him.
However, although he was unhappy with Lu Chen, he still admired Lu Chen's talent in composing and gave him face.
When Liao Jia first heard the song "In The Spring" by The Bionics, he was really shocked. Later, when he heard that it was written by a young man in his early twenties, he couldn't believe it.
In this aspect, he admitted defeat to Lu Chen and had been looking for an opportunity to meet Lu Chen.
In the end, before he even met Lu Chen, he found out about the relationship between Lu Chen and Chen Fei 'er from Tan Hong.
At that time, Liao Jia really felt like he was in deep shit.
In short, Liao Jia's thoughts were very complicated. It wasn't that he wanted to be jealous of Lu Chen or anything. He was not that narrow-minded, but he was really unhappy that he couldn't vent his anger.
So, today, he took the opportunity to stop Lu Chen.
The most important thing was that Liao Jia wanted to see what kind of man Chen Fei 'er chose was!
Moreover, Tan Hong deliberately introduced Lu Chen to him, obviously hoping that the two could become friends.
If one wanted to be Liao Jia's friend, one couldn't not drink!
Lu Chen pondered for a moment and said, "Okay!"
Snap!
Liao Jia snapped his fingers and said, "Buddy, bring us two more boxes of Budweiser."
The two boxes of Budweiser were delivered first.
Xiao Li skillfully tore open the seal and took out two bottles of beer, one for Liao Jia and one for Lu Chen.
Liao Jia held the bottle, unscrewed the cap, and said to Lu Chen, "Come, let's have a drink first!"
Lu Chen couldn't help but laugh. He also opened the bottle and clinked it with the other person's bottle. "Cheers!"
He now had a better understanding of Liao Jia's temperament.
The evaluation of Liao Jia in the circle was mixed. Unlike Tan Hong, who everyone respected, some people thought that Liao Jia was easy to get along with, straightforward, and didn't play dirty. Others thought that he was too arrogant and liked to scold people and lose his temper.
Today, he really lived up to his reputation.
Lu Chen knew that if this kind of person had a good temper, then they could become excellent friends. If they didn't, then no matter how you looked at them, you would hate them. Staying away from them was the wisest choice. If they couldn't afford to offend them, then they could avoid them.
Liao Jia liked Chen Fei 'er and even pursued her, but in the end, he didn't succeed even after ten years. If he could still smile and call Lu Chen brother, then Lu Chen would definitely hide as far away as possible.
Now that he came to talk to Lu Chen directly, it was obvious that he was able to take it easy and didn't have any bad intentions.
However, he was definitely still unhappy. Drinking with Lu Chen was just a way to vent his anger.
At this time, if Lu Chen still hesitated and refused, not only would he lose face, but he would also be looking down on Liao Jia.
Therefore, he happily drank a bottle of wine!
Of course, Lu Chen's alcohol tolerance couldn't be compared to a real drunkard. However, drinking beer with a very low alcohol content, it probably wouldn't be a problem for him to drink until he was full.
Also, this kind of hardcover Budweiser was only 330ml, so the pressure was even lower.
After each of them drank a bottle, Liao Jia was a little satisfied. "Not bad, like a man!"
"I hate those little fresh meats the most. They have oily hair and pale faces. Just looking at them makes me want to puke!"
"Another bottle!"
Lu Chen drank three bottles with him without changing his expression.
Liao Jia put down the empty bottle, let out a long breath of alcohol and said, "Awesome!"
Lu Chen laughed, opened another bottle and said, "Here's to Brother Liao!"
It was impolite not to reciprocate!
If people respect me a foot, I will respect them tenfold. Although Lu Chen has three rich life memories, he is far more mature than his peers, and calm in the face of trouble.
However, this didn't mean that he didn't have a temper.
If it was any other newcomer, they would definitely tremble in fear when facing a big brother like Liao Jia, not daring to go tit for tat.
Lu Chen wasn't like that.
He didn't ask for anything from Liao Jia, so he didn't have any fear in his heart.
Since he wanted to drink, he couldn't let the other party control the rhythm!
Liao Jia was a little surprised, but he didn't show any weakness. Without thinking, he opened a bottle and drank with Lu Chen.
Another three bottles were drunk.
The two only had a lunch box at noon. In the afternoon, they were filming a music video at the orphanage, so their stomachs were already empty. After drinking six bottles of Budweiser, Liao Jia's face began to turn red, and he was a little tipsy.
In contrast, Lu Chen's expression didn't change. He was still the same as before.
He never showed his face when he drank, even when he was drunk.
Liao Jia suddenly had a bad feeling because he couldn't judge Lu Chen's alcohol tolerance.
People who drank were most afraid of meeting this kind of opponent.
Getting Lu Chen drunk to vent his anger seemed to be a wrong choice.
Fortunately, the hot dishes were served at this time. Liao Jia quickly said, "Let's eat first …"
The craftsmanship of Lao Zhu Sichuan Restaurant was really good. The dishes were authentic, especially the fish with pickled cabbage and chili. The meat was so tender that it melted in the mouth. The four distinct flavors were sour, spicy, numb, and fresh. Lu Chen was full of praise for it.
The spicy crayfish was also very good. A large basin full of peeled meat was eaten, and he simply couldn't stop.
Because he couldn't figure out Lu Chen's background, Liao Jia no longer tried to compete with Lu Chen in drinking. Instead, he slowly fought a war of attrition, bottle by bottle. Even so, he didn't ask his assistant, Xiao Li, to help him deal with Lu Chen.
After drinking too much, Liao Jia's chatterbox also opened up, and he rambled on about a lot of things.
It was all old events, mainly about rock and roll. He said that when he and the Black Ravens held a concert in the Capital Workers' Stadium, tens of thousands of rock and roll fans roared in unison. Thinking about it still made his blood boil.
Now he was making a lot more money than before, but he could no longer find that feeling. He didn't even dare to hold a concert, for fear of being scolded by the fans of national rock.
He was the traitor of national rock!
Lu Chen drank and listened more than he spoke. He could feel the hesitation and pain in Liao Jia's heart.
For those former rock and roll singers, survival or death was really a big problem!
Gradually, more and more empty bottles were placed on the table.
Liao Jia's face was red from drinking, and his tongue was loose from talking. Lu Chen was also a little drunk.
"Sir, would you like to order a song?"
At this moment, a man and a woman came over. The man was still holding a guitar in his arms.
The two looked in their early twenties, and they should be a young couple, dressed rather shabbily.
There were countless Beijing drifting singers in the Capital, and many of them performed on the streets. Those who had the ability to apply for a license to perform on land, and there were also such mobile singers, who were relatively of a lower level.
Because this kind of wandering in the street was often not high level, and some of them were not even real singers at all.
Liao Jia laughed. He took out a large bill from his pocket and handed it over.
"There's no need to order a song. Lend me your guitar for a while, I'll sing it myself!"
This was Liao Jia's unruly side. If it were any other big shot, they would not do such a degrading thing.
But it was also his true nature.
The singing couple had probably never encountered such a thing before, and they looked at each other in dismay.
Lu Chen smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't damage your guitars."
He had been at the bottom of society before, and he knew that the other party was worried that Liao Jia would damage their guitars when he was drunk.
The other party's guitar was not too bad, at least one or two thousand yuan.
It was normal to cherish it.
The young man hesitated for a moment, but he still let his girlfriend take the bill and took off the guitar himself.
He was very worried about Liao Jia, who was dressed like a gangster boss, but Lu Chen was obviously trustworthy.
Liao Jia took the guitar and skillfully tried the tuning. He muttered, "It's not even tuned properly, and you can still sing?"
The young man suddenly blushed.
Liao Jia ignored him, adjusted it, and then strummed the steel string!
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