Sixty Good Wine and Good Meat Is Enough

Wu Boda's skill in stewing meat is quite good. He also pasted a lot of multi-grain cakes on the edge of the pot. One person holds a bowl of broth. He slurps down a big mouthful of soup first, then eats a piece of meat, warming from head to toe.

Gu Chen despises more radishes than meat, but he eats it faster than anyone else. One bite of meat, another bite of radish, and he will finish making a bowl of meat in a short time. Before he finished eating, he had already eaten three bowls.

"Today, let's eat with our stomachs open, we have enough meat!" Shen Jiaxing said with a smile.

Qian Wenliang sighed with emotion: "I never thought that a simple stew of radish would be so delicious!"

Wu Boda snorted: "It's beautiful to eat anything when you're hungry. In the past, when we crossed the grass, we really didn't have anything to eat, so we just picked up the undigested highland barley grains from the cakes pulled by the comrades who passed by and washed them. eat..."

"vomit……"

Gu Chen and Qian Wenliang couldn't help retching, and looked at Wu Boda sadly.

"Uncle Wu, can you please stop talking about this while eating, and make it difficult for people to eat?" Gu Chen wanted to cry without tears.

Shen Jiao giggled, shaves her face at Gu Chen, and said softly, "Baba also changed from rice, it's not dirty at all, Uncle Gu, the radishes you eat are still baba!"

In the past, like Gu Chen, she couldn't listen to these pickled things, but after experiencing starvation and death, what else couldn't she listen to?

Can someone pickle it again if you pick it up again?

Gu Chen and Qian Wenliang looked at the broth in the bowl painfully. The tender and soft radish was very delicious, but it was planted by Baba, Baba!

Wu Boda glared at them with contempt: "What is a big man hypocritical? Even a little girl can't compare to it. Didn't you compost yesterday? What can't you eat?"

Gu Chen and Qian Wenliang were trained to be red-faced, yes, they were all down to the point of composting, and they were still playing balls on the air of the young master?

No wonder Xiao Jiaojiao laughed at them!

The two were extremely ashamed and lowered their heads to eat the radish.

Shen Jiaxing suddenly got up and came to the edge of the kang, pulled out a luggage bag, smiled mysteriously at everyone, and there was an extra bottle in his hand.

"Jiaxing, you still have such treasures hidden!"

Wu Boda held the bottle as if he was exuding the second spring, his face was full of red light, and he was full of love!

Shen Jiaxing laughed and said, "This is my last fortune. If it weren't for the good atmosphere today, I would be reluctant to take it out!"

Shen Jiao said immediately, "Don't worry, Grandpa, there is wine in the supply and marketing agency. I saw it last time."

She has a lot of wine in her treasure bowl, so she can have an excuse to bring it out from time to time.

Only then did the others realize that what Shen Jiaxing brought out was actually wine, and everyone was excited. Wu Boda had already opened the bottle cap, and a strong aroma of wine was in their hearts and minds. Everyone could not help but sniff and get drunk!

"Is this wine from the Zhoujia Distillery? Other old wines are not so fragrant!"

Wu Boda told the origin of the wine just by smelling it. At first glance, he knew that it was a good wine. Shen Jiaxing nodded with a smile: "Although the shopkeeper is a bit unhappy this week, the wine he brewed is really good, just Love mixing water, I still asked his son to make this wine, his son is honest and loyal, and he didn't mix any water!"

Shen Jiao took out a few small bowls, and Wu Boda poured a small half bowl for each of them. The amber-colored wine was clear and transparent in the white jade-like bowl, like fine rosin, clear and clear.

"Good wine, this wine is probably some years old, right?" Wu Boda praised.

Shen Jiaxing sighed: "It's not a few years ago, this wine was made by the Zhou Family Winery before it was confiscated. The Zhou Family Wine was the real good wine at that time. Now..."

Gu Chen followed up: "The current Zhou family wine has been renamed 'Jinfeng Wine'.

Last year, I specially bought two bottles of wine for my friends from afar, but when the wine was poured out, it was not right. It was incomparable to Uncle Shen. "

Shen Jiaxing sneered and said: "Of course it's incomparable. The Zhou family is not so stupid to hand over the ancestral secret recipe. If the winery is gone, it can be rebuilt. If the secret recipe is gone, there will be no day to turn around."

Wu Boda suddenly sighed: "Old Zhou can't figure it out. If he could hand over the secret recipe earlier, maybe he wouldn't be here to suffer this crime!"

Shen Jiaxing's mind moved, and he looked at Wu Boda with interest. Wu Boda seemed to notice the slip of the tongue, so he hurriedly took a sip of wine to cover it up and didn't mention it again.

With wine, meat and cigarettes, Wu Boda took a greedy puff of cigarettes, not willing to spit out any cigarettes, so he let the hot smoke keep swirling in the trachea and lung tubes, so satisfied that he couldn't stop humming!

"A cigarette after a meal is like a living fairy!" Wu Boda sighed with emotion.

Gu Chen glanced at him incomprehensibly, and couldn't help but say, "Uncle Wu, why do I feel like you're smoking a big cigarette!"

Everyone laughed, and Wu Boda was so angry that he grabbed a bone and smashed it at Gu Chen.

Shen Jiao also giggled and asked with a blink of an eye, "Grandpa, what is a big smoke? Is it a big smoke?"

Everyone laughed again, Shen Jiaxing patiently explained to her what the big smoke was, and after talking for a long time, Shen Jiao understood, and suddenly said: "It turns out to be 'A Furong', grandpa, isn't A Furong a medicine? Why do you say it will harm you? people?"

Qian Wenliang praised: "Jiaojiao is right, A Furong is indeed a kind of medicine, and it is also a good medicine to save people, but more than a hundred years ago, foreigners used A Furong to make a big smoke, and lured a lot of Z Chinese people smoked big cigarettes and finally got addicted. At that time, foreigners called us Z people the sick man of East Asia, and they compared us Z people to dogs. It was precisely because our Z country was too weak at that time, so weak that even a small pellet like R country. I want to touch the ground, alas!"

In the end, Qian Wenliang had a hint of grief and anger on his face. For the sake of the prosperity and prosperity of the motherland, he did not hesitate to give up the good life in country Y and come back. , but now...

I don't know if he will be able to return to the laboratory in the future.

He is really worried, he is not afraid of hardship or dirty, but he is afraid that if he stays on this farm, he will no longer even recognize the element symbols!

Shen Jiao did not expect such a situation more than 100 years ago, when one or two of the surrounding countries bullied her door, how could this look like the dynasty she lived in?

Although the emperor at that time was not a good thing, the national power was very strong. All the states around the Great China Dynasty rushed to pay tribute, and their kings had to call themselves courtiers when they met the emperor.

If anyone dares to be disobedient, the emperor will send troops to destroy you in minutes!

Fortunately, it sounds like the emperor at this time is still good, very domineering, and he will still send troops to destroy you if he is disobedient!

This is really good, doesn't the emperor want to be so domineering!