"Alright," Bai Jiwen said without saying anything, picked up the Daughter Red wine, took a sip, and looked surprised. "It tastes good."
Mingliang was very dissatisfied with his father's words, but he suppressed his anger and laughed, "This is Daughter's Red wine, it's twenty years old, the aged wine tastes good, you can't buy it on the market."
Mingyue hadn't returned from grocery shopping yet, and the atmosphere was somewhat subdued. Mingjing spoke up, "Boss Bai, how is your son doing?"
"I'm much better now. I'll be able to be discharged after two more days of observation. I'll definitely have him come to thank you in person then."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ming Dashan walked in from outside, carrying a bottle of Moutai and several packets of braised food, a pipe dangling from his mouth. "Brother, we have guests at home."
"Second brother, what brings you here?" Ming Dahai noticed, and then realized that he had come to build a relationship.
Bai Jiwen's Mandarin wasn't very good, but he could tell from their tone that they weren't getting along, so he said, "I've seen you before. You're Brother Ming's younger brother. We met last time."
Ming Dashan glanced at them a few times, a fawning smile on his face. He had heard that Bai Jiwen was a very wealthy boss, and he couldn't let Ming Dahai have all the good stuff.
He stepped forward enthusiastically and said, "Mr. Ming, I've come to deliver some Moutai to my elder brother. A friend gave it to me a few days ago. It's not anything special, but would you like to try some?"
Moutai has a great reputation in China, and Bai Jiwen in Hong Kong had also heard of it before. He smiled and said, "Moutai is a good product. I am optimistic about its future. So, I'll drink it."
Ming Dashan didn't understand Bai Jiwen's meaning, so he could only smile and say, "Since it's a good thing, it's his good fortune to meet such an important guest. He should just drink it."
Mingjing chuckled to himself, thinking how terrible it was to be uncultured. If he knew that this bottle of Moutai, which cost 2,800 yuan today, would later sell for 20,000 yuan, would he regret it to the core?
"Sister-in-law, this is braised food. Could you put it on a plate for me? That way you won't have to cook." Ming Dashan tossed the braised food onto the table.
Sun Yunmei took the plate and poured out the braised dishes, which included roast chicken, pig ears, and cold dishes, making a total of three plates.
Seeing this, Mingjing didn't say anything and simply sat down to act as a wine-serving servant.
"Please be polite, everyone. Eat first, and my sister will make you drunken seafood when she gets back."
Ming Dashan sat down and turned to Bai Jiwen, asking, "Mr. Bai, your family business is so big. I've heard that Hong Kong is very developed. Why did you come here?"
"Oh, we were thinking of coming here recently to check out whether we could develop a fishery project. I wanted my son to come and get some experience, but who would have thought we would encounter something like that."
"There are still many dangerous factors at sea, but fortunately there was no serious injury." Mingjing ate braised dishes and drank a sip of Nu'erhong wine with great satisfaction.
"Mingjing, you are a good girl. My son is so lucky to have you. Are you married this year? I think you two are a good match."
Bai Jiwen raised his wine glass, and after Mingjing clinked glasses with him, she almost vomited before she even drank any wine.
"Mr. Bai, you're joking. I'm still young and can't get married."
Saving someone's life ended up saving her husband?
Mingjing thought about how that guy had exquisite features, a high level of education, a good physique, and a fortune that rivaled that of a nation, but there was nothing wrong with her husband either. If she weren't so young, she might really consider it.
"Being my goddaughter shouldn't be a problem, right? I don't have a daughter. If you become my goddaughter, you can just say the word if you want anything in the future."
Upon hearing this, Ming Dashan became insanely jealous and immediately poured himself a bottle of Moutai. "Boss Bai, you're joking, how could Mingjing possibly be worthy of your high status?"
“I’m not joking, Mingjing. Think about it carefully. Don’t rush, I’ll come again tomorrow.”
Bai Jiwen seemed to be serious. Mingjing felt like she had won the lottery. With a godfather in Hong Kong, why would she need to fish?
"Mingjing, what are you waiting for? Quickly call him godfather!" Mingliang was so excited that he wished he could take the initiative himself.
"Godfather," Mingjing felt like he had reached the pinnacle of his life, and those two words came out with exceptional ease.
After saying that, she knelt down and kowtowed three times to Bai Jiwen, then poured a full bowl of Moutai liquor and handed it to him.
"Godfather, please have a drink."
Bai Jiwen took it and gulped it down, making Ming Dashan feel a pang of heartache.
After paying respects to her godfather, Mingjing stood up, and it took Ming Dahai and Sun Yunmei a long time to come to their senses.
Has his daughter found another powerful backer?
When Mingyue returned, she was carrying a bag of snails and small crabs in her left hand, as well as a small bag of mantis shrimp, and a bottle of vinegar in her right hand.
"Mom and Dad, Uncle Zhao said these were freshly harvested and gave them all to me. This is the remaining money, twenty-one yuan and eighty cents."
"I'll do it."
Mingliang took the seafood and went to work in the kitchen with extra enthusiasm.
Besides the three plates of braised dishes that Ming Dashan brought, there was nothing else on the table. Sun Yunmei tactfully went to the kitchen to wash the rice and steam it.
"I'm going to help my wife, you guys chat," Ming Dahai said as he walked into the kitchen.
Mingliang was preparing the drunken crabs when Mingdahai muttered under his breath, "You'd better not get any funny ideas. They're here for your sister, not for you."
Mingliang paused for a moment before saying, "I want to go to Hong Kong. There will always be an opportunity."
“You…” Ming Dahai’s eyes widened in anger.
Sun Yunmei stopped him and reminded him, "There are guests outside. Let's talk privately."
Main room.
"Brother, let me help you," Ming Dashan said, making an excuse to go to the kitchen.
"Second Uncle, no need. There's no need for you to help with cooking. Just sit here and wait for your meal," Mingjing said deliberately.
Ming Dashan had just stood up when Ming Jing said a few words, and he sat down again to continue serving wine to Bai Jiwen.
"You brothers have a good relationship. How many children do you have?" Bai Jiwen asked idly.
Mingjing was stunned, thinking to himself, "What a load of rubbish!"
“I have two sons and my granddaughter is the same age as Mingjing and looks a lot like her. Her name is Mingzhu. She is beautiful and honest.”
Seeing the intriguing expressions on Mingjing's and the others' faces, Bai Jiwen smiled and said, "That's good. I heard from the villagers that Mingjing is very good at fishing and helps his family pay off their debts. He's a good kid."
Mingliang brought out three plates of raw marinated food and placed them on the table.
Small crabs crawled around in the large bowl, which was soaked in chili peppers and various seasonings. Large mantis shrimp twitched their bodies, and snails also wriggled.
Ming Dashan nodded, taking a sip of baijiu. "That's right, Mingjing is indeed a good kid now, but before..."
"It wasn't bad before, Second Uncle. Don't be stingy. Let everyone taste your Moutai. What's the point of just eating?"
Upon hearing this, Ming Dashan twitched his lips. Ming Jing had already taken the Moutai and poured it into the wine bowls, giving each person a little.
"Mom and Dad, come out! Let's drink Moutai!" Mingjing shouted, turning to the kitchen.
"We don't drink, we're cooking, you guys chat," Ming Dahai said, popping his head out and waving his hand.
A bottle of Moutai was divided among seven or eight people, and it was quickly emptied.
"Come on, let's welcome our godfather to our village to inspect the project, cheers!" Mingjing stood up and raised his glass.
Mingyue doesn't drink alcohol. He sits down and eats pig's head meat. When he raises his glass, he stands up and drinks tea instead of alcohol. "Thank you for coming, Boss Bai. Come, let's eat."
"Good, good, Mingjing, your sister looks a lot like you."
"Of course, godfather, where will you stay tonight?" Mingjing asked with a smile, putting his arm around Mingyue.
“We’ve booked a hotel in the city,” Bai Jiwen said, picking up a small crab, looking at it with some resistance.
Mingliang picked up a snail, put it in his mouth, and sucked out the snail meat. "It's okay, Boss Bai, eat with confidence, it's very fresh."
Bai Jiwen closed his eyes, tasted it, and found that it was indeed quite good, but a bit prickly in his mouth.
"Mr. Bai is new here and may not be used to these foods. We'll buy some seafood here tomorrow so Mr. Bai can try some fresh seafood."
Ming Dashan smiled warmly.
"Sister, let's take Grandpa Bai to the beach. It's a neap tide today, so it's perfect for beachcombing right now, and the sea breeze is so refreshing."
Mingyue made the suggestion.
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