Mr. Fan was enjoying tea in the courtyard. When he saw Minister Zhu entering the courtyard with several followers, he was really shocked.
What kind of identity does this guy have? He didn't put aside national affairs and come to this small rural village to hang out and eat enough.
But when I turned around and thought about it more carefully, I realized that it was pragmatic for this guy to come to the Bald Head's house as a guest in this ravine.
"Why, you old drunkard can come here, but I can't come?" Minister Zhu seems to have known Mr. Fan for a long time, and it was revealed from his words that the relationship between the two people is not an ordinary one.
"I'm just a little curious. This is not a show at the grassroots level during the holidays. Why do you guys have free time to go out and enjoy the mountains and rivers?" Mr. Fan and Minister Zhu chatted happily, which made Wu
Li looked stunned for a moment.
It seems that we have underestimated Comrade Lao Fan. For someone who can brag and beat the head of a department, his status is certainly not trivial.
"Haha, it's quite lively at home today."
Speaking of drunkards, the real drunkard finally appeared.
Mr. Zhou never stops playing until dark, and today is no exception. Mr. Zhou and Mr. Wang, who stayed to participate in the basketball game, did not stop playing until it got dark.
"Old Zhou, you old guy, how's your harvest today?" Minister Zhu seems to be not only familiar with Mr. Fan, but maybe even more familiar with Mr. Zhou.
"Lao Zhu? Fatty Wang, am I blind?" Mr. Zhou never imagined that Minister Zhu would be a guest in this small farmyard.
"That's right, it's Mr. Zhu. The two guys next to him were also Mayor Zhou's former colleagues." As a good friend of Mayor Zhou, Mr. Wang naturally knew that these three people were among Boss Zhou's big trees.
one.
"We meet old friends. Let's have a few drinks today. Xiao Wu, is the rice ready? When it's done, let's start the meal!" Minister Zhu's face was full of spring breeze, and he could tell that he had just made a meal upstairs.
What a sweet dream.
"Whoever drinks is afraid of the other. Just a few of you tied up are not enough for me to watch. Xiaoli doesn't care whether the dishes are done or not. First bring a few jars of good wine. After the dishes are ready, add a few. Let's start the meal.
Come on!" Mr. Zhou handed the fishing rod and the red plastic bucket to Fatty Wang, went to the water well to wash his hands, and then urged Wu Li to serve wine and food.
"Now we can start dinner. We just need to fry some green vegetables. Everyone, please sit down while I go get the wine.
"Lao Heng, Xiao Si, help Sister Lin serve the food. Xiao Bei called Wenwen and the others to come down for dinner." Wu Li's dinner time was really enough for him to be busy for a while.
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"The white one is strong and mellow, and the red one is sweet and nourishing. Would you like something red or white, old man?" Wu Li had a jar of roasted millet in his left hand and a barrel of wine in his right hand. He patted the roasted millet open the mud seal and opened the seal. The rich
The mellow aroma of liquor suddenly made the noses of the drunkards in the room twitch.
"It's nice to meet old friends today, so let's drink something white." Minister Zhu usually doesn't drink much, but today the aroma of the wine has attracted the wine bug. How many times can I drink such a fragrant wine?
Well, I really feel sorry for the host who entertains guests with such fine wine.
"Men should drink the white stuff, and leave the red stuff to the ladies to take care of their beauty. Come on, Lao Zhu, I'll use the bowl, you can use the cup. Let's go first." Drinking, but
Mr. Zhou’s favorite.
"Go one!"
Minister Zhu was obviously in high spirits today. When Lao Zhou said one of them would leave, the two of them immediately left.
"Eat some spicy fried eel. This will definitely suit your taste as a side dish. Speaking of Lao Zhu, are you coming here to show off with nothing?" Mr. Zhou's previous words are quite reliable.
But the last sentence is not very interesting.
"What does it mean to be a white wolf with empty gloves? I am prepared for a fair deal. How can you say that it is a white wolf with empty gloves when you and I agree? This eel section is really good, spicy and crispy, just right with wine." Minister Zhu doesn't think so.
I admit that I just come here with nothing. Although this is indeed my plan for some projects, there are still some projects where I have prepared some actual efforts.
"I don't know about you yet. Why don't you give this little bald guy some position or something to seduce him? Give him a three-level promotion or something, and then this kid will happily sell himself out, and he's still there
I'll be happy to count the money for you, right?" It seems that Mr. Zhou was afraid that Wu Li would suffer a big loss from Minister Zhu, an old fox, so he reminded Wu Li that he must strictly investigate Minister Zhu and never let Lao Zhu
It's better that the comrade is lame after being deceived.
"Go, if you hurt an old friend like you, you can drink three bowls of wine as a penalty!"
"What's the penalty? It's such a good wine. I can't drink three more bowls of it myself. I'll give you three bowls of Lao Zhu, but you can't get much benefit out of this little bald man as long as I'm here." Mr. Zhou.
What I mean is, give me a drink for face. I will give you face today. I have already ordered it. It is none of my business that this bald man is still lame because of your deception.
If you don't drink this glass of wine, then you will have nothing to do, which will mess up the things you have to do. It seems that you, an old Zhu, can't do anything to me.
"What's the point of drinking with two people? Lao Fan, Xiao Zhao, Xiao Qian, Xiao Wu, and a few others, let's have a drink together." Minister Zhu is not going to fight with Lao Zhou. Drinking in this wine barrel belongs to the forum. Let's talk about it while drinking.
A cup of something.
If you keep following him one step at a time, you will be led into a ditch by this guy after only a few steps.
There are so many people here, so everyone is having fun together to create the atmosphere.
"Old gentlemen, don't just drink too much. This wine is a bit delicious, but you should drink it leisurely. Everyone eats vegetables. It took me a lot of effort to prepare this dish." Wu Li looked at it.
This old man is very old. He is still so drunk and greedy. This is not good.
"What kind of soup does this basin come from?" Lao Zhu asked, pointing to the large basin of soup in the middle.
"As for the mutton soup, I raise my own little lamb. I guarantee that the old man will praise our family for raising the little lamb well after eating it." The little lamb produced by Space, plus Pangya's unique secret soup stock, the taste of this mutton stew is definitely
Nothing to say.
"For nourishment in autumn and winter, eating mutton is quite good." Minister Zhu is from Sichuan. Although he has some preferences in what to eat, for example, his favorite thing on this table is the Maoxuewang. Unexpectedly,
This mountain valley also has the taste of authentic Sichuan cuisine.
This dish of Maoxuewang is really liked by Minister Zhu.
However, this mutton soup is a good thing, especially the mutton soup that dares to be called Little Sheep. If you don't try it, you will be sorry for the word "Little Sheep".
"Hmm... Not bad! Xiao Wu, your chef is amazing! This is the most delicious mutton I have ever tasted. Lao Zhou and Lao Fan, I know why you all gather with Xiao Wu's family. One is for
One of the reasons for drinking is to satisfy my cravings! After I retire, I will also come to Xiao Wu’s house to eat and drink. Xiao Wu will welcome me!” Minister Zhu did not expect that this table full of dishes would actually be
There are several home-cooked dishes that suit your taste.
Eating this dish, drinking wine and chatting with old friends, it really feels like a warm home after a long absence.
"Not bad, not bad. This beer-grilled duck is very chewy. Xiao Wu, your chef is from Sichuan, right? This Sichuan flavor is quite authentic." Minister Zhu took a few bites of the hericium head stewed chicken and was satisfied.
After finishing it, I found my appetite for the spiciness of the dry-pot beer duck. I picked up piece after piece and praised the food again and again.
"She is really a Sichuan girl. The old man is also from Sichuan?" Wu Li asked, causing the people at the table to look at Wu Li, the bald boy, as if he were looking at the national treasure panda.
This guy actually doesn't know where Minister Zhu is from?
This guy is really top-notch, I don’t know how he managed to get into the position of a full-time civil servant.
"I'm from Sichuan, can't you even recognize my accent?" Minister Zhu was also stunned by Wu Li, a bald man. Is there really a civil servant in this country who doesn't recognize him?
And he is also a civil servant at the civil service level, which is a bit strange.
"It turns out that the old man is really from Sichuan. You can tell by his accent, but who said that the old man can speak Mandarin so well? If it is true that the old man is from Sichuan, we should make hot pot today."
Is this guy Wu Li afraid that people won't know his ignorance?
It's so cold, my fingers have turned into popsicles. (To be continued)