Hearing this, Mr. Mu swallowed the meat in his mouth first, then placed the plate with pork in front of him, and then he suppressed a smile and said: "Yes, yes, it does not taste good. You must not eat it."

Eat. Just let me eat such unpalatable food."

After hearing this, Old Man Ming couldn't help but feel a little confused.

When he looked at Master Mu, he didn't look like he had eaten something particularly unpalatable. But the words he said seemed as if the roasted suckling pig was really unpalatable.

For a moment, he didn't know how to answer.

When he came back to his senses, he saw that a whole roasted suckling pig had been divided up by the four masters.

Damn! He was fooled!

"You! You!" He clenched his fists angrily, "You actually teamed up to trick me!"

Grandma Jiang on the side heard this, wiped her mouth and replied helplessly: "Old Ming, what you said is not good. You obviously don't want to eat it yourself, how can you say that we are deceiving you?"

"Besides, if we really want to talk about it, it's because Lao Mu tricked you. The three of us didn't say anything from the beginning to the end. So, don't bring the three of us together to scold you."

As soon as the words fell, Mr. Hu and Mr. Fei nodded in unison.

Old Man Ming became even more angry when he saw this scene. He felt that he was isolated by these old friends.

He is angry, he feels uncomfortable, and he feels wronged.

Could it be that Mr. Mu brought them here to have a meal, and then took some calligraphy and paintings and packed some boxes of tea, so why were all his old friends incited to rebel?

He thought about how he often invited these three people to dinner and gave them things in the past.

How come in just two hours, Grandma Jiang and others all fell to Master Mu.

Angry, he is really angry!

Just when he was about to lift the table and leave, he saw Wen Jiu serving him a plate of sliced ​​pork.

"Grandpa Ming, when Brother Yi Han came to my house for dinner, he loved the roasted suckling pig the most. I guess your taste is not much different from his. Why don't you try it? Maybe you like it too."

When Wen Jiu was cutting the meat just now, he specially left a plate of pork just for Old Man Ming.

Although she doesn't really like this old man who loves to find trouble, she can still treat Ming Yihan with a smile because they have known each other for many years.

Of course, if Old Man Ming insists on continuing to find trouble, don't blame her for not respecting the elderly and caring for the young.

Fortunately, the old man Ming was feeling aggrieved at the moment, so he accepted the plate of meat gloomily, without being deliberately picky like before.

However, the reason why he chose to shut up at this moment was partly because he wanted to try Wen Jiu's skill to see if it was really as good as Mr. Mu's usual skills.

If not, then he can take this opportunity to find fault.

On the other hand, it was because Wen Jiu mentioned Ming Yihan again.

That's his dear, obedient eldest grandson. It's not good for him to find fault without even tasting it, otherwise he'll be slapping Ming Yihan in the face.

So after much thought, he silently picked up a piece of pork and ate it.

In an instant, he was stunned like Mr. Mu before.

How can this crispy and fragrant skin and this extremely tender pork be so delicious!

After swallowing the pork in his mouth, he took another piece of pork without belief.

Hmm~

The grilled, crispy and oily skin makes a crunching sound between your teeth as soon as you take your mouth. The tender and soft pork is especially delicious, and there is still a little juice on the tip of your tongue when you bite it lightly.

Circulation.

Delicious, really delicious!

Old man Ming can be regarded as a semi-food lover. Whenever he has free time, he will fly to various planets to taste the local specialties.

But he had been to so many restaurants and tasted countless delicacies, but he could not find a dish that could compare with the fragrant roasted suckling pig in front of him.

This plate of roasted suckling pig is full of charred aroma, and the aroma of the pork is even more tempting. It is charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and has an endless aftertaste.

"Little girl, how do you make this roasted suckling pig? Can you share the recipe with me, grandpa?"

Old Man Ming suddenly changed his arrogant attitude and became amiable.

Seeing this, Wen Jiu replied with a smile: "I'm sorry, Grandpa Ming, the recipes of our Wangyuelou's special dishes are kept secret and cannot be disclosed casually. If you like it, you can come here often."
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There was no way she could tell Old Man Ming what she did, even if it were Ming Yihan who asked about the results.

"Old Ming, why do you even care about the things belonging to the younger generation?" Grandma Jiang said with some dissatisfaction, "If you want to eat suckling pigs, you can come here more often. Fortunately, you are still from the Ming family.

You actually have the nerve to say such things."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Mu, who had been waiting for the opportunity, said quickly: "No matter what, I am embarrassed to take advantage of Xiao Wen. Where did you get your face from, you damn old man?"

Mr. Hu, who received the maple leaf picture given by Wen Jiu, also echoed at this time, "Xiao Wen, grandpa, I will transfer some star coins to you later. You can apply for a membership card for grandpa. Grandpa will definitely do it next time."

I’m still looking for you!”

The three of them just kept talking to each other, leaving Old Man Ming unable to find a chance to explain.

In the end, Wen Jiu spoke and made them stop.

Of course, on the one hand, Wen Jiu was giving steps to Old Man Ming, and on the other hand, he was trying to win his favor.

After all, she still knows very well in her heart that although Grandma Jiang and others are helping her on the surface, in the final analysis, they are still not very familiar with each other.

If we really talk about it, except for Master Mu, the other three will definitely help Old Man Ming.

So she didn't want to make the atmosphere so tense, and just tried her best not to suffer a disadvantage.

"Grandpa Ming, don't you want to try this white wine again?" She said and poured a glass for Old Man Ming, "I heard from brother Yi Han before that you like to drink Maotai-flavored white wine. It just so happens that this wine is just right.

Can you try the sauce-flavored one?"

Although Old Man Ming wanted to find trouble, Wen Jiu always talked about Ming Yihan, which really made it difficult for him to perform.

In addition, he had also felt it just now. Wen Jiu had been looking for him to get off the stairs, and he was still somewhat worried.

So he took a break again and tasted the white wine in the glass carefully.

The wine is slightly yellow in color, clear and crystal clear, and has a watery sheen.

Just by looking at it, he felt like the alcohol bug in his stomach had been aroused.

So he licked his lips and took a sip along the wall of the cup.

The entrance is soft, cool and refreshing. A slight burnt aroma dances on the tip of the tongue, and the rich aroma of wine continues to spread.

Comfortable, so comfortable!
Chapter completed!