The Fiery Era of Siheyuan

Chapter 130, Moscow Restaurant
Cui Zhi and the other six were still a little dizzy at the moment, so there was no way they could stop Zhou Can and the others.

Not long after, all six of them were stripped naked and trapped together with belts, leaving only a pair of underpants on their bodies.

It was really indecent to do this in public, and the lesbians who were watching were so frightened that they screamed and covered their faces and did not dare to look this way.

On the contrary, some other young people and aunts and aunts watched them stripping their clothes with great interest.

"Come on, give me all your clothes."

Zhao Guobing gathered all the clothes together and packed them into a bundle while stripping the clothes.

"Don't you like touching? Go to the roof and touch it!"

As he said that, Zhao Guobing took the bundle of clothes and walked to the wall of a nearby courtyard, shook it hard, and threw the clothes directly onto the roof.

Zhao Guobing is such a bad boy, he threw all his clothes on the roof, making the six of them huddle together and shiver.

Poor thing, the six big men were killed by the club on the first day of the new year.

"Hahaha"

Looking at the six Cui Zhi hugged and huddled together, Zhao Guobing and others burst out laughing.

"The police are here!!"

At this moment, someone in the crowd shouted.

Li Weiguo and the others looked at each other.

"Go! Go!!"

Don't stay here for long.

Several people quickly turned around and ran away.

After all, doing so is not in line with the law and order regulations. If you are caught, you will have to be criticized and educated. It is better to run first.

We ran to the parking lot, picked up the bicycles, got on the bikes and left without daring to stay.

After riding for almost three or four minutes, Li Weiguo looked back and saw that no one was chasing him, so he called Zhou Can and Zhao Guobing in front to stop.

"Okay, fat man, national soldier, don't run away, no one is chasing you."

Zhou Can and Zhao Guobing, who were riding in front, heard this and quickly braked to a stop.

Looking back, Zhou Can breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that no one was chasing him: "Oh my god, I was almost frightened when I heard that the police were coming. I thought the police were here."

"Hahaha"

Li Weiguo and others looked at each other and smiled, it was so exciting.

Zhao Guobing was not too embarrassed to have delayed everyone for a long time because of his own affairs, so he suggested: "Brothers, thank you for today. Let's go to a Moscow restaurant and have a meal. I'll treat you."

"Moscow Restaurant? It's a fancy place. Are there any meal coupons?" Zhou Can asked.

"Yes, don't worry."

Zhao Guobing patted the pocket of his trousers, expressing his preparations.

Li Weiguo smiled and said: "Since you asked me, we won't be polite to you and will kill you today. But in this situation, you'd better find a health center to apply medicine first, otherwise you will be swollen like Zhou Can at night." "

When Zhou Can heard this, he was unhappy and argued: "I'm not swollen, I'm plump!"

"Well, yes, it's swollen and plump." Li Weiguo nodded and laughed.

Zhou Can: "."

"Hahaha" everyone laughed.

After everyone laughed, Yuan Manxia looked at Zhao Guobing worriedly: "Guobing, it's still early for dinner, why don't we go to the health center to deal with it first."

Zhao Guobing touched the wound on his face and felt it hurt a bit.

Before he had a one-on-six, he had been punched several times in the face, and now it was swollen, and one eye was also beaten into a panda's eye, and now he can only squint to look at people.

Without rejecting everyone's kindness, Zhao Guobing nodded and said, "Okay, then let's go to the health center first, and then go to the Moscow restaurant after the treatment."

"Come on, let's go"

After finding a nearby health clinic to treat the injuries on Zhao Guobing's face, Li Weiguo and a group of seven people rode bicycles slowly toward the Xizhimen Imperial Capital Exhibition Hall.

When we arrived at the Moscow restaurant, it was only after five o'clock, which was relatively early.

Moscow Restaurant, also known as Lao Mo (a name that only appeared after 69), is a premium Russian-style Western restaurant that has been in business since 1954, symbolizing the close relationship between China and the Soviet Union.

In the early days, the restaurant served mainly Soviet Union aid experts, officials stationed in China, and intellectuals who had returned from studying in Russia. Later, it was slowly opened to the public.

As one of the most elegant restaurants in Forty-Nine City today, Moscow Restaurant is not in vain.

From the outside, the entire restaurant looks like a Western-style palace, luxurious, elegant, magnificent, and full of Baroque elements.

In this city of Sijiu, which is full of blue bricks and black tiles, alleys and alleys, it can be said to be a unique tree.

Moreover, there are two rows of guards with live ammunition standing guard at the entrance of the restaurant, which looks gorgeous and dignified, but also simple and solemn.

Because it was their first time to visit such a high-end place, Shazhu, Yuyu and Zhou Bo all seemed a little embarrassed. They followed the crowd honestly and did not dare to speak loudly.

Especially the rain. After she subconsciously held Li Weiguo's arm next to her, she felt a little more at ease.

Li Weiguo noticed her emotional change, turned his head to look over, patted the back of her hand, and said warmly: "Don't be nervous, it's just a restaurant, it's just a place to eat."

After the rain was appeased, he slowly relaxed, opened his eyes wide, and looked at the facade of the restaurant curiously, then whispered beside Li Weiguo: "Brother Weiguo, the class here is so high, and there are guards standing guard."

"That's what happened."

Li Weiguo looked around, curled his lips, just like that, all kinds of high-end, luxurious, and high-end hotels and restaurants can be found everywhere in later generations, and there is nothing unusual about it.

Walking to the gate of the western restaurant, Zhao Guobing took Yuan Manxia's hand and led the crowd into the revolving door of the restaurant and into the hall.

As soon as they entered the door, everyone was attracted by the exotic decoration of the restaurant.

The plaster patterns on the high dome and the gorgeous gilded chandeliers, the huge Kremlin oil paintings on the walls, and the white georgette and silver-gray velvet curtains hanging from the long bright glass windows are all dazzling.

At this time, there were only a few waiters chatting in the business hall, and there were basically no customers in the entire restaurant, which seemed deserted.

Soon, a male waiter in a shirt, trousers, leather shoes, and pomade came to meet him.

"Hello comrade, who are you? Do you have any meal tickets?"

"Hello, there are seven of us in total. We have meal coupons." With that, Zhao Guobing took out the meal coupons from his pocket and showed them to the waiter.

The meal coupon was marked "Western food" for 35 yuan. Zhao Guobing got this meal coupon from his father. It was very rare. He was bleeding heavily today.

At this time, Western restaurants in Moscow still relied on coupons, and those who could obtain Western food coupons were not ordinary people. If Zhao Guobing's father hadn't been a cadre of the food department, he probably wouldn't have been able to obtain such a meal coupon.

The waiter glanced at the meal ticket in Zhao Guobing's hand, nodded, and led everyone to sit down in a corner. After collecting the meal ticket, he turned around and ordered food for everyone.

What can a meal coupon of 35 yuan get in Laomo?
The waiter quickly brought the Western food.

The Russian set meal served was very exquisite.

One serving of grilled fish or stuffed beef, one grilled mix, one serving of Daliba and a plate of thick soup, all dishes are Russian court dishes, and the set meal for five yuan seems quite high-end.

As soon as the food was on the table, Zhou Can and the others were speechless.

"I'm a bitch. It costs five yuan a piece for such a little thing, which is worth a month's living expenses. It's extravagant, even the knives, forks, and spoons are made of silver." Zhou Can picked up the table He took a close look at the knife and fork on the table.

But fortunately, the portion of the food is still sufficient, and a set meal is enough for one person.

(End of this chapter)