Volume 6 [The tiger is also strong when it goes to sea] NO.Old Yellow Wine
… In the courtyard of the house, under the portrait of Mao Xinxi in the hall, there is a picture of the Eight Immortals in front of a divination formation with a ten-faced Buddha. Several old men are sitting there, and a few half-year-old children are playing chess there.
, the killing was so intense that when the next game came, a brat honestly took out five dollars, threw it in front of the other party, and yelled: "Fuck, you will die, let's play another game!"
Snapped!
An old man stood up and slapped the kid on the back of the head: "Those with thin coffins have been gambling with money at a young age, but those who grow up can still do it!"
When the little boy saw that it was his grandfather, he said: "Grandpa, who is seventy or eighty years old, plays mahjong every day. You are a bigger gambler than me."
puff!
Zhang Juncai was raising the wine cup to drink the warm rice wine and squirted it out. Then he choked with tears and coughed. He pointed at the old man over there and shouted: "Oh my mother, you're right, you just want to
The general is such an old thing, he only allows the state officials to set fires and does not allow the people to light lamps!"
Seeing that something was not going well, a group of young boys put away their chessboards and said honestly: "We won't play chess anymore.
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The old man turned back and glared at Zhang Juncai, then turned around and said: "That's right, gambling is bad. Don't imitate me, grandpa and us. We just didn't study hard, so we can only gamble and drink all the time."
The little kids immediately carried the card stools and walked towards the hut. Soon the sound of children's programs was heard, and the cartoons made the old men laugh.
After a few brats went in, the one who won the money laughed and took out a handful of playing cards from his pocket.
"Tie 28, play or not! A handful of fifty cents! Up to five yuan!" He tore open the outer packaging of the fishing poker with a very skillful technique, then took out the big and small kings, separated the two, and shuffled the cards.
"Come! Why don't you come!"
Several boys were holding their necks and saying with widened eyes.
The old men sitting in the hall outside were all wearing military coats. Zhang Laosan sat facing south. The north wind was blowing at this time, so he closed the hall door and left the door open. Snowflakes were falling outside.
It started to snow moderately.
"It's snowing heavily." Zhang Laosan squinted his eyes, wine was warming on the stove, and the brazier underneath was even more blazing and hot.
"I'm going to get a poncho, you can wear it later." Zhang Sanxian said.
Zhang Juncai grabbed him and said, "Fuck me. Just a little further and we'll be home in a hurry. Besides, didn't Xiao Ben say he'd be home in a while? Just wait."
Zhang Sanxian smiled and said: "You are a thief and you don't know what's good or bad. I'll help you get your poncho. It's a huge honor."
"I want you to help me get it, you are the emperor, Jin Gui's hand." Zhang Juncai rolled his eyes at him, lifted the cloth cover on the wine jar, and used the long bamboo wine bucket to take a bucket of wine from the bottom." He arrived carefully.
Among the wine pots, this copper wine pot has been around for many years. It was thrown into my luggage when I left Yangzhou.
It's not a valuable thing, but looking back at it now, the craftsmanship at that time was still hard to say. If you really want to count the artistic value and historical value, it still has a little bit of it.
"Be careful not to spill it. We don't have many jars left, and we still need them for the New Year meal." Zhang Laosan kept talking next to him.
"Son of a bitch, can you please stop talking!" Zhang Juncai yelled and stuffed the long bamboo wine bucket back into the wine jar. The aroma of the rice wine immediately wafted out.
Shazhou's rice wine is not as mellow as Shaoxing rice wine, nor is it as fragrant as Nantong rice wine. It has only one characteristic, heat.
When you drink this rice wine, you feel a rush of heat running through your whole body. In the cold and humid Jiangnan winter, when you take a sip of this rice wine, you feel extremely comfortable.
"Good stuff. Good wine." Zhang Juncai smacked his mouth, picked up a piece of pig ear with his chopsticks, and crunched the crisp bones of the pig ear, which was extremely refreshing.
Zhang Yisheng stretched and yawned. All the old men had bald heads. He glanced at Zhang Sanxian: "Third brother, do you really want to go back to Yangzhou after the New Year?"
With a slurp, Mr. Zhang took a sip of the rice wine in the wine cup, handled it gently, and placed the ceramic blue and white cup on the Little Eight Immortals. He narrowed his eyes and said, "There has to be an end. Xiao Ben acted more and more fiercely.
I’m going to be even more ruthless. In the future, when I straighten my legs, no one knows how my children and grandchildren will live, so leave some room for escape.”
"Hey, I haven't been back for decades."
Zhang Yisheng held the pig tail between his legs and dipped it in a little bit of red chili sauce. There were two bags of sauteed mutton on the side. There was also a lamb neck on the small stove, and a small soup pot was simmering in it. The aroma was coming out, and garlic was sprinkled on it.
Lamb with leaf head...
The authentic Xujia mutton has an old-fashioned taste and is very good.
After scratching his head, Zhang Juncai also gasped: "I always have to go back and take a look."
Several old men were silent and looked at Zhang Sanxian secretly. The old man was different from them. He was the third young master of the family and a real person. Although they were brothers to Zhang Sanxian, the obsession of the older generation still existed. They
You can go back to Yangzhou and talk to your old family about home affairs decently, but Zhang Sanxian's bones are so hard that he can't even walk through the door. This tone makes people admire him.
The wind whistled outside the door, the snowflakes began to get bigger, and the clouds in the sky were also very low. Looking past the door, there was a main road. The street lights were on all the way, but there were no pedestrians or cars in sight.
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Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and the day after tomorrow is New Year's Eve. At this time, everyone is staying at home.
"The little tiger is not good at all, why don't you get one?" Zhang Juncai suddenly broke the silence and said.
Zhang Sanxian curled his lips and said in a deep voice: "He has a stupid head and can do all kinds of things!"
"You're here, you have to be almost thirty years old before I let my sister-in-law raise Zhang Mingtang." Zhang Juncai rolled his eyes at him, "I only talk nonsense all day long."
Zhang Laosan said: "You know what, I am prepared to work hard for the revolutionary cause my whole life!"
"Come on, I almost got punished for watching the female hygienist take a bath, but I kept insisting that I just let you go because I happened to be passing by. If they really pursued it, you Zhang Laosan would have been punished a hundred times."
Zhang Juncai talked about the old nonsense, which made Zhang Sanxian blush and say, "Oh! Didn't I also marry my wife in the end?"
"Tsk tsk tsk tsk" Zhang Juncai smacked his mouth and looked at him with raised eyes, "You actually have the nerve to say this?" I want to ask you, how much older is Zhang Mingtang's mother than he is?"
Everyone was stunned: "How much older is my sister-in-law than Zhang Mingtang? Hey, I really didn't care."
Zhang Juncai took a sip of hot wine and smiled: "I'm telling you, I'm fourteen years old!"
Zhang Laosan was so angry that his eyes almost popped out: "Old Coffin, you are trying to trick me! I will kill you!"
"I'm in a hurry, I'm in a hurry!" Zhang Juncai let out a wine belch, pointed at the angry Zhang Laosan and laughed, "Now, we are going to be sued, old comrade, I understand."
After that, he patted Zhang Laosan's arm and pushed him back to the chair. Several old men around him snickered secretly. They had really not paid attention to this matter all their lives. It turns out that my sister-in-law is so young. Lao Niu
Eat young grass...
"So. I think that little Japanese girl is quite good. She has a decent figure, is generous, and has a sweet mouth. She calls out to people when she meets her. She is not afraid of her age. You should cultivate feelings first. Who is born with such feelings?
.After getting married and going to bed, you have to have feelings even if you don’t have feelings. This is called making rice from raw rice to cooked rice, do you understand?”
Zhang Juncai was drunk and talked nonsense.
But these words made Zhang Laosan hold his breath, pondered for a while, and thought to himself: Speaking of which, that little Japanese girl is really good, good-looking, fair and fair, she will be a good person in the future, and she will do well.
Nannan, it’s not bad to be Xiao Ben’s wife. Her father’s name is Hou Zhenting? I’ll ask someone to check after the Chinese New Year. What’s the background? Alas, forget it, Xiao Ben got it even if he doesn’t admit it.
These ***** old people are all thinking wildly there.
Zhang Bingsheng laughed loudly, took the sheep eggs and blew hot air there and said: "Why are you so anxious? How many children can you give at the age of 18?" According to me, it's better to wait a little longer, the bones will grow and take shape, and it only takes a few wives.
Ji Jie said, “It’s great to raise them at home and outside.”
"It's so easy for you to think that you are raising an aunt. Do you think the second master has many wives? If there are many, are they easy to raise? Hey, it means that the eldest wife has raised three sons, and the third and the others can hold up the scene. Otherwise,
Maybe it’s the descendants of Blue Painter who come to make a noise.”
Zhang Juncai curled his lips and said.
The meaning of the blue pen is that it refers to wild species, or the descendants of the family who are prostitutes outside. In the family tree, they are all drawn with a blue pen. The rest are naturally black lines, and some have protruding lines.
Celebrities who have contributed are marked with a red line.
There is a lot of emphasis on preaching, which is also interesting.
Zhang Degong has so many little wives, and he still has many romantic debts he owes outside. How about Zhang Sanxian? He has as many brothers and sisters with the same father and different mothers as dogs. He has only found one woman in his life, and so does his son.
, they are both infatuated men, and Zhang Degong is simply two extremes.
The most famous thing at that time was to open the door to the eighteenth room, which refers to Zhang Degong's big courtyard. As soon as the door opened, it was the concubine in the eighteenth room. She was pampered and pampered, and the orioles were chirping. It was so enviable.
The descendants of the eldest son of the family, the three sons, Zhang Juxian, Zhang Yongxian, and Zhang Sanxian, are completely different from his father. They have been one wife all their lives, and they simply imitate their husbands, acting like role models.
While talking, Zhang Yisheng suddenly said: "Car!"
The old men looked at the end of the road, and saw that a taxi was slowly looking over. With its lights on, you could clearly see the entrance hall at a glance, and it was not driving in. It came to the head of the river port.
Just stopped.
Zhang Juncai laughed: "I'll go take a look!"
After that, he took a cotton military cap and an oilcloth umbrella and ran out.
Zhang Sanxian shouted from behind: "Old coffin, run slower, be careful of falling!"
Zhang Juncai ran outside without looking back.
He shouted from afar: "Little Tiger, we're finally home!"
The third young master sighed in silence and sat down to drink. However, he could not hide the hope in his eyes. Several old men glanced at him and smiled at each other, which was meaningful.
Zhang Juncai rushed back from the door again, laughing loudly: "The third child, the third child, the little tiger either didn't take action, but when he did, he took two people home for New Year's Eve dinner! Two little ladies!"
He stretched out two fingers, shook them, and laughed.
puff!
Zhang Laosan spit out a mouthful of wine and choked it in his nose. His eyes widened in surprise.
Dan, an old man, was also looking at the door: "Come on, come on, oh, there are two of them. Oh! How come one of them is a foreign girl with golden hair and blue eyes!"
Zhang Ben was carrying large and small bags and saw a group of old men gathering in the foyer and escorting two women in. Xia Zhen looked around and realized that the courtyard was actually quite large.
A group of bald-headed old men were at home. When they got closer, Zhang Yisheng said: "So it's that Thai princess."
Zhang Lao San was stunned for a long time, and several people said again: "I don't know that guy over there. Tsk tsk, he looks very impressive. Lao San, why don't you come over and take a look?"
"What the hell, why don't they come into the house?"
He said with great arrogance.
Zhang Bi finally led the two women into the house. At this time, Helen discovered that the old men here were actually the grandfathers who made a big fuss in Bangkok. The old men all greeted her with smiles.
She also felt friendly, so she said in Chinese, which she had just learned, "Hello."
"Hehehe, I haven't seen it for a long time, but I can actually speak Chinese. This foreign princess is pretty good."
"She's fair and clean, and when she wears these clothes, she looks a bit like a wealthy family, like a charming lady from a wealthy landowner. Tsk tsk, she and the little tiger are quite good at the plate."
"This one here is good, but you don't understand. This face should have some flesh, and those oval-seed faces are all charming and smiling, and they are so good-looking. Only those who are full in heaven will be blessed. Look at this figure, body and bones, and a pair of good eyes.
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"There is aura, there is aura."
Zhang Ben was surprised and said: "Grandpa, what are you talking about? You are just like an old lady whose parents are short-lived. She has lost her energy."
"Hey, little tiger, you don't need to introduce this foreign princess, we already know it. What is her background here? She's celebrating the New Year, go to her family and talk to her."
Zhang Juncai asked with a smile.
Zhang Bi was a little embarrassed and said softly: "My girlfriend's name is Xia Zhen."
Xia Zhen was a little uneasy. The old men around him were all bare-headed, and sitting in front of him was a serious old man with a big golden sword and a blue and white porcelain wine glass in his hand. He looked very impressive.
"Hello, grandpas, my name is Xia Zhenzhen, Zhang Bi's girlfriend."
Xia Zhen bowed respectfully, and then took the two bottles of five-year-old rice wine in his hand: "I heard from Zhang Bi that grandpa likes to drink rice wine, so I bought two bottles. I don't know if grandpa likes it."
Zhang Laosan looked Xia Zhen up and down for a while, then said: "Be polite and polite, neither humble nor overbearing, good."