The two cried out in surprise, shock written all over their faces.

The next second, he began to devour the food.

Seeing his two men eating in such an ugly manner, Zhao Tianming's face darkened. He picked up the chopsticks and hit them on the head, cursing:

"Damn it!! Can you show some self-improvement? Look at how miserable you are! If someone doesn't know, they would think that I, Old Zhao, don't give you food!!"

Hearing what Zhao Tianming said, the two of them raised their heads somewhat awkwardly and slowed down slightly.

Seeing that the two had calmed down a lot, Zhao Tianming took back his chopsticks, wiped them with his hand, picked up a dumpling stuffed with mutton and green onion and put it into his mouth.

As soon as you take a bite, a stream of warm soup gushes out, rich and mellow, with the unique fragrance of mutton, and quickly spreads in your mouth.

The mutton is firm yet tender, with a delicate taste full of rich juice, and every texture is cleverly permeated with the aroma of onions.

The spicy aroma of green onions is not strong and pungent, but it just neutralizes the mutton smell, transforming it into a unique and charming flavor. The two blend in the mouth and complement each other.

Zhao Tianming stood there in a daze, although he had prepared himself mentally before eating and knew that the dumplings would definitely be delicious.

But I didn’t expect it to be so delicious!

I took a bite and swallowed it without even chewing.

Zhao Tianming quickly picked up another one and put it into his mouth.

One, two, five, ten!

At this time, Zhao Tianming was completely immersed in his own world and did not notice the surprised looks of the crowd at all.

Especially the two guards he brought with him, who were staring at Zhao Tianming with resentment.

Humph~~~You just hit us on the head!

Now you know! These dumplings are really delicious!!

I can’t help it!!

Five minutes later, Zhao Tianming finished eating the plate of dumplings closest to him before he came to his senses.

Looking at the clean dumpling plate, Zhao Tianming smiled awkwardly: "Hahaha!! Um, I didn't eat breakfast! I'm a little hungry!!"

Everyone looked at each other and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Zhao Tianming didn't feel that he was being mean to anyone, and laughed along with everyone else.

"Director Zhao! It's okay! You can eat as much as you want today! There are several covers outside! If you haven't eaten enough! Take some back when you leave later."

"Oh!! Thank you, sister-in-law, hahahaha! Oh!! By the way! I also brought some good wine!!"

"Shunzi, hurry back to the car and get the bottle of wine from the trunk."

Hearing Zhao Tianming's order, the guard named Shunzi hurriedly got up and went out to get wine.

When he came back, he was holding an oil paper bag in his hand.

"Hey, I'm not eating for free today. I brought a bottle of good wine. Let me tell you, I've kept this wine for more than ten years! I would definitely not want to give it away in normal occasions, but today!! To thank Meng Fei and everyone for making dumplings!! I must bring it out for everyone to taste!"

As he spoke, Zhao Tianming took out a bottle of Moutai from the oil paper bag and placed it on the table.

Seeing the Maotai that Zhao Tianming took out, the second uncle said carelessly: "Hey! Shuyi, isn't this the same wine you brought? I'm tired of drinking it these past two days. The medicinal wine that Gouzi brewed is still better."

Zhao Tianming was stunned when he heard his second uncle's words.

What? The other party also took Moutai? ?

Tired of drinking?

"Big brother, this Moutai I have is from the 2007 vintage!! I have treasured it for more than ten years and have never been willing to drink it!"

Before the second uncle finished speaking, he waved his hand and said:

"What 0708? This wine is just not good. The box that Shuyi brought was... was... oh, right!! It was from 1998. It tasted just so-so to me. It had a strong smell of yeast. It's not as good as Gouzi's medicinal wine. Director Zhao, take it back when you leave. Put it aside for another 20 or 30 years. It might taste good... Oh! Wife! Why did you hit me!"

Uncle was halfway through his words when Auntie picked up the unfinished shoe sole on the kang and slapped Uncle on the shoulder, scolding him angrily:

"Meng Lao Er!! What the hell are you talking about?! You haven't even drunk enough and you've already had too much!! Ah!!!!"

After scolding, Second Aunt quickly smiled at Zhao Tianming and said, "Hey, Director Zhao, my husband is straightforward, but he doesn't have any bad intentions. Don't take it to heart."

The corners of Zhao Tianming's mouth twitched.

Moutai from 1998?

Still a box!

Tired of drinking!!

What is going on?

You know, as long as Moutai has the number 9 on it, it is very popular. He had drunk it once, at the home of his old leader. He only drank a small cup, but he still couldn't forget the mellow aroma.

But now Uncle Meng Fei actually said he was tired of drinking...

At this time, Meng Fei felt that the atmosphere was a little awkward, and he quickly tried to smooth things over: "Oh, what's the 9798? Don't you all like to drink the medicinal wine I brew? Wait, I'll go back and prepare it, and everyone will drink enough today!"

After saying that, Meng Fei put on his shoes and went out. After a while, he came back with two bottles of mineral water.

When everyone saw the bottle of mineral water in Meng Fei's hand, their eyes suddenly lit up, and even Second Aunt and Grandma Shuyi's eyes flashed with anticipation.

The medicinal wine that Meng Fei brewed was not only not spicy, but also made the body feel warm after drinking it. It was better than medicine.

Seeing the look on everyone's faces, Zhao Tianming and the two guards were a little confused.

But having learned from the previous experience, they did not say anything, but sat quietly on the stool, watching Meng Fei unscrew the bottle cap bit by bit.

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