Fish is what I want, and bear's paw is also what I want. I put them both in front of me and nibble on them slowly.
Zhu Ping'an sat in the corner, quietly placing a plate of shark fins and a plate of bear paws in front of him. He acted like a quiet foodie in the corner, silently watching Comrade Ouyang pretending to be cool.
If you don't eat enough or eat well, your stepping stone will become a stumbling block.
I was forced to drink a lot of wine just now. Although I poured some on the towel in my sleeve and some into the teacup while drinking tea, I still felt a little dizzy. Fortunately, when Comrade Ouyang was making great efforts, these people flattered him and neglected me.
Drinking on an empty stomach is harmful to the body, so Zhu Ping'an took this opportunity to become a quiet foodie.
Yan Shifan had a good alcohol tolerance and would never refuse any drink. After drinking too much, he became more arrogant and acted more unscrupulously, shouting and yelling as if no one was around.
There were three groups of people at the banquet. Yan Shifan held a wine glass and walked to the neutral and those who were vaguely hostile to him, asking them to drink. Most people were afraid of Yan Shifan's authority and drank one by one. Only one old man just touched his lips with the wine glass and put it down.
"Hey, old man, are you kidding me?" Yan Shifan walked up to the old man who had touched his lips with a wine glass, patted his fat hands on the old man's shoulders, and asked with a smile.
"I am not good at drinking." The old man remained calm, glanced at Yan Shifan, and said in a deep voice.
"Oh, you old man don't drink well?" Yan Shifan nodded and repeated as if he had suddenly realized something. Then he leaned in front of the old man and asked again with a smile, shaking his fat face, "You really don't drink well?"
"Of course I take it seriously." The old man said without any hesitation.
"Oh, that's great. I heard that the old man has more than thirty jars of 'Shandong Autumn Dew White' stored in his wine cellar. Haha, since the old man doesn't like to drink, why waste it? How about letting us enjoy it?" Yan Shifan put his hand on the old man's shoulder, his fat face smiled particularly brightly, revealing his white teeth.
"you?"
The old man was astonished, not understanding why Yan Shifan knew so much about the wine stored in his own wine cellar. Even he himself did not know how many jars of Shandong Qiulubai were in the wine cellar, but Yan Shifan knew there were more than 30 jars.
"What's wrong with me?" Yan Shifan looked at the old man with grievance, "Since you are not good at drinking, I will serve you."
"That's right, that's right..." Luo Longwen and his lackeys all spoke up to support Yan Shifan.
"Autumn Dew White comes from the Shandong governor. It is sweet and strong, white in color, and hot in nature. I don't like it at all. The governor has made some changes to it, so it can never be good. However, Mr. Xue, a relative of the Prince of Defu, collected lotus dew and brewed it. It is very refreshing and fragrant. But it is rare. The wine in the world comes from the inside out, and the Autumn Dew White from Shandong is ranked first among the seven famous wines. If you don't drink it, please don't let this good wine down." Yan Shifan shook his fat face, showing his white teeth, with a mocking laugh.
"Don't worry, Lord Yan. I will not let this wine go to waste." The old man shook his sleeves and shook off Yan Shifan's fat hand on his shoulder.
"Look, you are too polite, old man. Everyone here knows that I, Yan Shifan, am always willing to help others. Why should you be polite to me, old man? Hehehe..."
Yan Shifan smiled and was not angry. Instead, he put his hand on the old man's shoulder again, and then moved his fat face closer to the old man. He asked with his white teeth showing, "I'm just a little curious. This Shandong Autumn Dew White is very valuable. One jar costs several months' salary for the old man. More than 30 jars of Autumn Dew White would cost at least hundreds of taels of silver. The old man has been drinking the wind and dew for the past seven or eight years, right?"
After Yan Shifan finished speaking, the old man turned pale. He was not very clean when he was in office in Shandong two years ago.
Seeing the old man's changing expression, Yan Shifan laughed disdainfully. This old man is like a crow landing on a pig. He can see the blackness of others but not his own blackness!
"Before the evening of tomorrow, send one thousand seven hundred and eighty-five taels of silver to your mansion, oh, and Qiu Lubai. Don't make me wait in vain, otherwise I will get angry and even I will be afraid of myself." Yan Shifan leaned close to the old man's ear and whispered, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.
Then the old man's face turned even paler, as if he had seen a ghost. Yan Shifan's words almost made the old man's heart jump out of the building. One thousand eight hundred and seventy taels of silver... ... He had only taken more than one thousand eight hundred taels of silver when he was in office in Shandong that year. The amount of bribe Yan Shifan demanded from him was almost the same as the silver he had taken. He could not hide a single penny... ... It was really a ghost.
"Serve it in a big bowl!"
Yan Shifan ignored the old man's surprise and waved to a maid.
Upon hearing this, the maid came over with a large bowl. Yan Shifan took the bowl and slapped the maid's butt with his chubby paws, causing the maid to turn around and give Yan Shifan a wink.
"My lord, you are so bad..." the maid said coquettishly.
"Hehe, I'll let you see something worse tonight." Yan Shifan laughed with his fat face shaking.
After teasing the maid, Yan Shifan placed the bowl in his hand on the Qushui Liushang and filled it with a large bowl of wine. The bowl was so full that it was about to overflow.
"Haha, I knew that the old man was dissatisfied with the small size of the cup just now. Shifan specially found a large bowl for the old man, so that he can drink to his heart's content."
Yan Shifan smiled and placed the big bowl of wine in front of the old man with force. A lot of wine spilled out, and then he stared at the old man with his single eye.
Yan Shifan's one eye gave the old man tremendous pressure, as if he had never felt such great pressure before when he met the emperor!
"Ahem, Master Yan is thoughtful. It's still a big bowl and it's delicious."
The old man coughed dryly a few times, then under the gaze of everyone, he gritted his teeth, picked up the big bowl, and started drinking without caring that his beard was buried in the wine. There was so much wine that it flowed out from the corners of the old man's mouth, but he still drank a lot.
After drinking, the old man became drunk and unconscious.
"Hahahaha... old man really has a big drink..." Yan Shifan looked at the old man lying drunk on the table and clapped his hands and laughed.
Everyone at the banquet was already used to this, and they started laughing and drinking, which made the atmosphere of the banquet much more lively.
Zhu Ping'an in the corner watched this scene silently. When Yan Shifan forced the old man to drink just now, Zhu Ping'an wanted to go over and drink for the old man several times, but reason still made him sit there quietly, especially after the confrontation between Yan Shifan and the old man, Zhu Ping'an also saw that the old man was guilty and guessed that this old man was not clean either.
Dog bites dog, mouth full of fur...
I'd better just stay quiet and be a foodie. (To be continued.)