Meng Fei sat there in a daze, watching the father and daughter hugging each other and crying.
After a while, the two of them calmed down a lot, and Meng Fei asked:
"Mr. Wang...what are you doing?......"
Seemingly feeling a little embarrassed, Wang Cuifen on the side hurriedly explained.
"My mother always liked to wear a necklace made of black truffles. I just finished eating your black truffle egg custard, and it reminded us of her."
The two then tasted fried peppers with black truffles.
The spicy taste of chili peppers mixed with the unique smell of black truffles is like an ultimate mix and match, impacting the taste nerves of both people.
"Shhh!! Delicious!"
Even though Wang Cuifen's lips turned red from the spiciness, she still kept pumping the food into her mouth.
At this time, Meng Fei seemed to have thought of something, his eyes lit up and he said:
"Oh no! I forgot about this. In our great Northeast, how can we entertain guests without wine? You wait." (Qi = guests)
As he said that, Meng Fei went into the house, then brought out three wine glasses and gave them to the two of them.
The two of them slowly stretched out their hands and carefully took the wine glasses.
The moment the wine glass was picked up, an extremely rich and mellow aroma of wine suddenly hit my nose. This aroma seemed like a thousand-year-old wine wafting from the deep mountains, mixed with a faint plant fragrance, fresh and pleasant.
Looking at the crystal clear, pure and flawless liquor in the glass, Mr. Wang, who has always loved wine tasting, felt as if his heart was scratched by a cat's claws. He couldn't help swallowing his saliva, with excitement flashing in his eyes.
Even Wang Cuifen, who usually doesn't drink, couldn't help but be moved, and a desire to try it surged in her heart.
"Come on! Cheers! Welcome two distinguished guests!"
Meng Fei raised his glass first, and the two of them also raised theirs quickly upon seeing this.
“Ding~”
The crisp sound of clinking glasses was heard, and Mr. Wang couldn't wait to put the cup to his mouth and take a small sip.
As soon as it enters the mouth, the spiciness of the liquor burns in the mouth like a flame, and the same hot torrent hits the throat and tongue.
The spicy feeling was so strong and direct that Mr. Wang couldn't help but frown.
But as the white wine went down his throat, the spicy taste began to soften, like a hot spring, flowing down his throat and into his stomach.
Finally, it spread from his stomach to his limbs and bones, making him feel extremely comfortable.
At this point, the spicy aftertaste still lingers in the mouth, with a subtle tingling sensation in the throat and mouth.
Old Wang couldn't help but close his eyes and savor the wonderful feeling of ice and fire.
After a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and shouted:
"Good! Good wine!" Old Wang's eyes sparkled.
"Brother Meng, what brand of wine do you have? It's really good! Even better than Moutai!!"
Hearing Mr. Wang's praise, Meng Fei smiled and said modestly:
"My wine has no brand name. I make it myself. If I come across some Chinese herbs or something when I go up the mountain, I just throw them into the wine jar."
"Then this is considered medicinal wine. Why do I feel warm all over after drinking it? There must be a lot of good things soaked in your wine jar. Come on, take me to have a look. I will also soak a jar of wine when we get back."
Meng Fei chuckled and took the old man to visit the kitchen.
Wang Cuifen was left sitting alone at the table, staring at the wine glass on the table with curiosity.
"This old man, he makes this wine sound so mysterious, I don't believe it! How delicious can a glass of white wine be?"
While muttering to herself, she reached for the wine glass and took a sip carefully.
However, in the next second, Wang Cuifen was stunned, as if she was fixed in place by an invisible force.
Her eyes widened in shock, her hand loosened, and the wine glass lost balance and fell to the ground with a thud.
At this moment, Wang Cuifen felt that time had stopped and everything in front of her became blurry.
Only the hot and thick liquid spread freely in her mouth, bringing an unprecedented wonderful feeling.
Her throat felt like it was on fire, with a burst of burning pain, but at the same time it was accompanied by a hint of mellow sweetness.
This feeling completely shocked Wang Cuifen.
“This…this…” Wang Cuifen’s eyes widened with disbelief.
Having been familiar with pharmacology since childhood, she could taste the specialness of this wine at one sip.
"Earth dragon, Sichuan Fritillary Bulb, Seven-leafed Polygonum multiflorum... and ginseng! And it must be at least a hundred years old!"
Wang Cuifen was shocked. How could this be considered alcohol? It could be considered medicine.
I wonder how much medicinal essence is contained in this small cup of wine.
If this were put on the market for sale, it would definitely cause an uproar.
At this time, Meng Fei and Old Wang walked out of the kitchen, and Old Wang's face was full of regret.
As he walked, he muttered, "What a waste of natural resources, what a pity..."
The meal was very pleasant. After eating and drinking, the three of them sat under the fruit tree to rest.
At this time, Mr. Wang said, "Brother Meng, I saw your live broadcast of chasing mountains, and I was quite interested. Can you take us to chase mountains as well?"
Meng Fei smiled and said, "Sure, no problem at all, but we've been drinking today, so we'd better not go into the mountains. I'll take you two there tomorrow morning when the dew has dispersed."
Hearing that Meng Fei agreed to their request, both father and daughter were excited.
At this time, the father and daughter were already drunk and fell asleep in the rocking chair under the fruit tree.
Seeing this, Meng Fei was afraid that they would catch a cold, so he took out two blankets from the house and covered them with them.
After finishing, I prepared to go back to the house to rest and take a short nap.
Meng Fei was lying on the kang, about to fall asleep in a daze.
He caught a glimpse of the little squirrel out of the corner of his eye.
"Huh? Why are there two shadows? Haha, this alcohol is really strong."
Before he could finish his thoughts, Meng Fei closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
At this time, the little squirrel saw Meng Fei fell asleep and breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he waved to the figure behind him and jumped onto the cabinet first.
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