He politely greeted the elder Li Li Shuangcheng and Yang Weiguo, and Nan Yi took care of Nan Wuwei and didn't talk much to others, but just listened with his ears.

Everyone sitting here is now the bull-holder of the Shanghai Stock Market. There will be a great chance to become Yang Baiwan, Li Baiwan, Wu Baiwan, and a little further away, jump off the building, settle the mountain, and continue to be active, but the estimated one that can last until the end is not one ten.

When the cold cuts were served, everyone left first.

After half a glass of wine, the blind man rolled his eyes and groped down his cup. "From Jing'an to now, I have been trading stocks for a while. I have understood the stock market. If you want to make money, one is quantity and the other is information. There is no need to say much about the volume. The people in our room are gathered together. The stock market in Shanghai Beach is in our hands. If you want to talk about news, we are also the most well-versed..."

"Yuzi, just say whatever you want." A Ertou said.

"What I mean is that we join together to advance and retreat. Now the stock market is small, but it is hard to say in the future. It is impossible to control one person's money."

"Wow!"

The blind man's words shocked Nan Yi. The stock market is still being tried, and everyone is thinking about manipulating the stock market here.

"Yuzi, your idea is very good, but this matter is a bit big. Today we will start and let everyone think carefully first. We will talk about it in detail after the New Year."

Yang Baiwan is the leader of Jing'anfang. As soon as he said that, the others who wanted to express their opinions temporarily shut up and thought in their minds whether this matter was feasible and how it should work.

Seeing that several people stopped talking, Nan Yi raised his buttocks and fell down again. After having dinner peacefully, Nan Yi said goodbye to everyone and took Nan Wuwei to Hongqiao.

Song, Pu, Han, Jing, Bang, Dang, Chi, Gou, River, River, etc. There are no need to mention that there are three water points. It is possible that only a few years ago was a waterway, and only a few years ago, Shanghai was filling these waterways step by step and slowly expanding the urban area.

Now these waterways have basically been filled and turned into streets. Few have survived. There is a nameless river that survived near the railway station. Because it is far away from the houses, the river water is still clear, and the shrimps in the water live very happily.

The car was parked by the river. Nan Yi took Nan Wuwei into the river and estimated that the water depth was less than 80 cm. Nan Yi walked to the trunk, took out the waterproof pants from it and put them on, and hung a bamboo basket around his waist.

"The water is too deep, you stay on the shore, and Dad grabs the upper half of the basket and comes up."

"Yeah, dad, be careful."

"OK."

Nan Yi stroked Nan Wuwei's head, walked into the river with water, aimed at a ball of dense aquatic plants and gently lifted it up. Between the grass stems, small river shrimps were thumping and swelling.

"Dad, there are so many."

With lightning strike, Nan Yi picked up a few river shrimps that had not had time to jump into the water and put them into the bamboo basket. He then sank his left hand into the water, leaving a little gap between his fingers, and slowly push forward along the stems of the water and grass. Whenever a hard and jumping touch appears, Nan Yi's hand will instantly hold it tightly - grab the air, open the fingers and continue to push forward, grab it firmly, pull the fingers, and hold the river shrimp between the ring finger and the little finger, or continue to push forward.

With a flat push, Nan Yi could always catch one or two river shrimps. With the ones picked up on the grass stems, each ball of aquatic plants could always bring him a small harvest of more than a dozen river shrimps.

After raiding several balls of water plants, Nan Yi saw that there were only a hundred river shrimps.

"Son, go and get the copy net. The speed is too slow. If you don't hurry up, you won't be able to eat noodles at night."

"Um."

Nan Wuwei responded, ran to the trunk, and took the copy net and sent it to Nanyi.

With the scoop net, Nanyi caught shrimp much faster. He used the scoop net to cover the whole ball of aquatic grass. He shook the aquatic grass a few times, and the river shrimps between the stems were driven out and drilled into the depths of the scoop net. Nanyi held the scoop net and shook it twice. As soon as he lifted it, the scoop net was lifted high, and you could immediately see a large batch of river shrimps clustered around the bottom of the scoop net.

Looking at the river shrimps in the copy net, Nan Wuwei showed an excited smile on his face.

Not long ago, a classmate just transferred to Nan Wuwei's kindergarten, from Gusu. After getting familiar with it, he brags to his friends that there is a noodles called Liushang Noodle that is delicious. Nan Wuwei heard it in his ears and remembered it in his heart. When Nan Yi came this time, he told Nan Yi that he wanted to eat Liushang Noodle.

Nan Yi didn’t know what Liushang noodles were, but there were two clues about Gusu and Liushang noodles. He asked about how to make them after a moment of inquiry. The weather was just a little warmer today. He came to catch shrimps while the sun was shining at noon.

After wandering along the river for a mile and a half, Nan Yi checked the bamboo basket again. The shrimps had no neck, and it was more than enough to make three bowls of noodles. When they returned to the shore, Nan Yi took off the bamboo basket and took it under Nan Wuwei's nose. He shook off the bamboo basket twice and said with a smile: "Is it enough for you to eat?"

Nan Wuwei came to the bamboo basket and looked inside, and laughed, "Wow, Dad, there are so many shrimps."

"Let's go." Nan Yi hugged Nan Wuwei and walked towards the car, "Go back to make noodles for you. Liuzhe noodles are in trouble. It will take several hours to make them."

"Uh-huh."

When they returned to Fang Mansion, Nan Yi called Mao Chijuan and Miao Xiaolan to the dining room. The three of them started washing the river shrimps thoroughly.

After washing and putting the river shrimps into the drain tray, Nan Yi said to Nan Wuwei, who was standing aside as a supervisor, "Son, go and get four of you as a dart crochet."

"oh."

Nan Wuwei quickly brought four crochets, three large and one small, each holding them in his hands, and exploring them to the abdomen of the river shrimp again and again. Tiny shrimp roe were scraped off and fell into a glass bowl filled with clear water.

There were more than 6,000 river shrimps, almost over 1,000 shrimps, and four people ignored them, and three were not slow, but it took nearly an hour to get it done.

Then peel the shrimp, shrimp head, shrimp shell, and shrimps separately. This step took an hour and a half.

"It's so tiring, Dad, eating six shrimp noodles is too troublesome."

Just after completing the steps to dissect the shrimp, Na Wuwei shook his hands and screamed.

"Boy, you only peeled a few shrimps in total. When you put them in the production team two years ago, you couldn't earn a single job point." Nan Yi shook his head, picked up a salt pot, sprinkled a little Persian blue salt on the shrimp, and grabbed a few handfuls with his hands, "Aunt, put the shrimp head into the pot and blanch it."

"But it's really tiring. Dad, I won't eat it next time." Nan Wuwei said.

"More tired than practicing martial arts?"

"yes."

"That's weird, forget it, don't poke here, go and play the game console, start the meal on time, and get down by yourself."

"Oh, Dad, I'm going."

Nan Wuwei did not inherit Nan Yi's interest in cooking, so he could no longer stay. When he heard that Nan Yi had let him go, he quickly ran away.

Nan Yi smiled knowingly, and when Mao Chijuan came over with the blanched shrimp head, he started digging the shrimp brain again.

It took another nearly an hour and a half before the three of them dug a small plate of shrimp brains.

Boil the oil in the pan and wait for the oil to heat up six minutes. Nanyi put the shrimp heads into the pan and stir-fry, and stir-fry out the strong aroma. Nanyi poured the shrimp oil out of the stir-fry into an empty bowl.

Add appropriate amount of water to the pot, cover the pot and simmer slowly for an hour.

Press the bottom with a colander, scoop the soup with a spoon, and serve the fresh and thick shrimp soup in another empty bowl.

The shrimp heads in the pot continued to stir-fry until the shrimp heads became dry and crispy. Nan Yi did not choose to use a wall breaker, put the shrimp heads into the spring rice bucket, and pounded them with a mortar and pounded them into powder.

Use a fine sieve to sieve the shrimp powder, leave the fine powder and throw away the coarse powder and impurities.

"Aunt, the shrimp flour and flour are made into dough one by two. I don't know how to ramen, please help me pull it."

"Okay, sir."

Mao Chijuan responded and walked towards the eucalyptus platform with the shrimp powder to knead the noodles.

Nan Yi washed the pot and put the clean water soaked with the shrimp roe into the pot. He slowly stirred it with the spatula. After the clean water was dried, the spatula was fryed and stir-fryed. Watching the shrimp roe in the pot turn dry and golden, they continued to stir-fry until the shrimp roe turned dark brown. Nan Yi took the pot and put the shrimp roe out.

Wash the pan again, heat the pan and pour in shrimp oil, wait for the oil to heat up six minutes, put the shrimp, shrimp brain, and shrimp roe into the pan and stir-fry, and then serve it out. Nanyi has finished all the work to do.

Twisted his neck, Nan Yi sighed, "This broken six shrimp noodles is too much."

Liu Zhen, who came back from get off work, walked into the dining room and sniffed, and said, "It smells so good, what delicious food to cook?"

Nan Yi stretched his waist and said angrily: "Make six shrimp noodles for my son."

"You really made it for him. He wanted me to make it two days ago, but I didn't even listen to the six shrimp noodles. How could I make it for him?" Nan Yi walked to Nan Yi, looked at the toppings in the bowl, and twisted a shrimp into his mouth, "Well, it tastes delicious, you are so knowledgeable, you can do this."

"This has nothing to do with the knowledge of a cent. Two days ago, I didn't know Liuzhe Noodles at all. It just depends on whether you value your son or not, and whether you have any intention." Nan Yi took off the apron on his body and glanced at the noodles pulled out of Mao Chijuan's hand, "Aunt, pull it more carefully."

"Okay, you, the father, are determined." Liu Zhen said unevenly and then muttered: "I don't know that Wuwei can get one-score for your father."

"Shaodigu, go get the bowl, you, the mother, have also contributed."

"It's okay, that's it."

Liu Zhen ran to the cupboard and brought a few flower bowls. Nan Yi took the noodles that Mao Chijuan pulled and put them in the pot.

During the wait period, divide the hot shrimp soup into three bowls. After the noodles are cooked, the noodles are then cooked and plated. Scoop the shrimp, shrimp brain, and shrimp fermented toppings on the noodles. Sprinkle a little shrimp oil on the toppings, and then sprinkle a twist of green onions. Three bowls of six shrimp noodles can finally be served.

"Take the noodles first, I will serve some eight-treasure dishes."

"Catch some pickled lettuce."

"Um."

The noodles were served and the dishes were served. The little guy Nan Wuwei went downstairs as he smelled the smell.

"Wow, Dad, this noodles are so fresh, delicious, so delicious." Nan Wuwei exclaimed in a hurry after stuffing the noodles into his mouth.

Liu Zhen took a bite and said, "It's too fresh, a little bit tired."

"Well, the Persian blue salt is a bit redundant." Nan Yi also tasted it himself and said, "The amount of shrimp flour is too much. I will make it next time and I will use one to three ratios to the flour."

As he said that, Nan Yi went to pour three cups of water. The noodles were too fresh. After eating the noodles, he would definitely feel thirsty.

After eating the noodles, Nan Yi was helping Nan Wuwei rub his stomach when he was over. The school beauty walked into the dining room with a satellite phone, "Mr. Chen Feng's phone."

"Crazy, what's the matter?" Nan Yi answered the phone and said.

"Comrade Nan Yi, where are you?"

Nan Yi heard that Chen Feng's tone was very formal and serious, not like a joke, so he answered seriously: "Comrade Chen, I'm in the Shanghai Fang Mansion and just finished supper."

"Someone will call you within twenty minutes, please be careful to answer."

"yes."

After hanging up the phone, Nan Yi thought for a while, went to the bathroom to wash, and then went to the study to wait.

After twenty minutes, the phone on the desk rang.

Nan Yi picked it up and said in a calm tone: "Hello, I am Nan Yi."

"Hello, Comrade Nan, I am Zhu Zhun, the director of Chen Office Office. I need your help in something."
To be continued...