Qing Mulan said she was not greedy for drinks, but ended up drinking too much. She fell on the table before finishing the meal. In the end, Amei carried her back.
Tang Dongdong was also full and went to the textile factory as usual, so he and Amei went out together.
Xiao'e also yawned and went back to the house to sleep.
Zhou Jin also took a few sips of wine, her face was a little rosy and her eyelids were a little twitchy, but she didn't dare to leave until Jin Feng asked her to leave, then she bowed and left politely.
Only Guan Xiaorou and Runniang were left in the room.
Jin Feng saw Tie Hammer standing at the door and glanced into the room, shouting: "Tie Hammer, come in!"
Iron Hammer secretly slapped himself in the face and walked into the house with his head lowered.
Dakang's class ideology is very serious. There were many female relatives in the room just now, and he always peeked inside. According to Dakang's etiquette, this behavior is very rude.
If he encounters a harsh boss, such a servant may be beaten to death with a stick, or at least receive a beating.
Tie Hammer usually abides by his duties, but today the smell of wine aroused the greed in his stomach, and he forgot the rules for a moment.
Iron Hammer was already ready to take a beating when he heard Jin Feng ask: "Are the night shift people here?"
"Here we are, we were in position just now." Iron Hammer replied dully.
"Then you've finished work, why didn't you go back to rest?" Jin Feng asked.
The courtyard where Jin Feng lived, including key locations such as the iron smelting workshop and the textile factory warehouse, were guarded by veterans around the clock.
There is another group of guards on duty at night.
Iron Hammer is the captain of Jin Feng's personal guard, basically the Changbai squad.
If Jin Feng had to work overtime in the iron smelting workshop at night, Tie Hammer would sleep in the side room at the door, ensuring that he would be on call.
But if Jin Feng doesn't go out at night, Iron Hammer will be off work as long as someone from the night shift comes to take over.
"I'll leave when sir takes a rest," Iron Hammer said.
"Since you're not leaving, let's have something to eat before going back."
Jin Feng said: "Run Niang, go get some stew and side dishes."
"good."
Runniang quickly cleared away the used dishes and chopsticks on the table, then went to the kitchen to bring back two plates of side dishes and a pot of stewed meat.
"Master, Brother Hammer, you guys chat, I'll go see Xiao'e."
Guan Xiaorou knew that Jin Feng had something to say to Tie Hammer, so she stood up and bowed slightly to Tie Hammer, then followed Run Niang out.
"Sit down and have something to eat."
Jin Feng pointed to the stool.
Although Jin Feng doesn't care about Dakang's secular etiquette, he usually doesn't ask the guards to come to the table when eating.
Since Jin Feng liked the casualness of family meals, calling the guards seemed like a way to win people's hearts.
Secondly, there are too many guards, and it would be a bad idea to call or not call anyone.
So this was the first time that Tie Zhui had dinner with Jin Feng at the same table. However, he did not feel happy. Instead, he was a little nervous and stammered:
"Sir, I know I was wrong. If you want to beat or punish me, I will accept it... Just stop eating..."
"Okay, why should I hit you and punish you?"
Jin Feng said: "Didn't you get off work? There is still some wine here. I originally wanted to let you try it. Since you don't want to drink it, then forget it..."
Before he finished speaking, Tie Zhui sat down on the stool and said with a sneer: "Sir, I was joking. You asked me to stay for dinner because you think highly of me. If I leave, I won't be ungrateful."
"You failed to seize the opportunity. Now it's too late to regret it."
Jin Feng made a gesture to put away the wine jar.
Iron Hammer became anxious when he saw it. He jumped up and hugged the wine jar to beg for mercy: "Sir, I was wrong, I was wrong."
"Okay, okay, wipe your saliva quickly."
Jin Feng saw that Tie Hammer was almost drooling, so he was too lazy to tease him and pointed to the stool again: "Have you ever drank before?"
"I once worked as a bodyguard in a bodyguard agency for a period of time. The head bodyguard was quite generous. When we stayed at the inn, he usually let us take turns to drink."
Tie Chui said: "Then the escort leader died and the escort agency was disbanded, so I never drank again. The moment I smelled this smell, the glutton came out."
"Then try it and see how my wine is."
Whether wine tastes good or not is a very subjective feeling, and everyone may be different. For example, Qing Mulan praised the jar of wine on the table as being rare in the world, but Xiao'e found it difficult to swallow.
Tang Dongdong and Guan Xiaorou had never drank alcohol before and didn't know how to evaluate it.
So Jin Feng also wanted to see what Iron Hammer thought of this wine.
Tie Shui chuckled, first poured a small bowl for Jin Feng, and then poured a bowl for himself.
Qing Mulan tasted the wine in small sips, but Iron Hammer was different. He picked it up and smelled it, and then took a big sip like a cow drinking water.
“Good wine!”
He opened his eyes and praised, then drank the rest of the bowl directly into his stomach.
Then I poured two more small bowls in succession.
"This wine is much stronger than anything you have ever drunk before. You can't drink it so fast."
Although Jin Feng doesn't drink much, he also knows that drinking fast wine on an empty stomach is a taboo at the wine table.
He reached out and pushed the wine jar aside, and then pushed the earthen basin in front of the hammer: "Don't just drink wine, try Run Niang's craftsmanship."
"Thank you sir."
The iron hammer picked up a piece of stewed meat and put it into his mouth, then stared at it and gave a thumbs up, looking astonished: "It tastes so good, no wonder Miss Mu Lan, who comes from a wealthy family, praises Run every day."
Mom’s craftsmanship, sir, you are so lucky!”
"Even if you want to please Run Niang, there's no need to be so exaggerated, right?"
Jin Feng looked at Tie Shui's exaggerated expression and couldn't help but think of the diners in the cartoon "The Little Master".
"Sir, I am really not trying to please Runniang, but telling the truth."
Tie Hammer patted his chest and said: "I have traveled through the world and seen some things in the world. This is the first time I have eaten such delicious stew. It has a unique aroma.
After eating the stew made by Run Niang, and then think about the stew made by my mother-in-law, it has no taste at all, it is just a waste of meat, go back and see how I deal with her!"
"I don't blame your mother-in-law for this," Jin Feng said with a smile: "There are a lot of spices in this stew, so it will naturally taste better."
In Dakang, there were very few things that could be used for seasoning. Many spices were brought by Hu merchants who traveled thousands of miles across deserts or oceans. They were very expensive and ordinary people could not afford them.
The spices used in Jin Feng's pot of stew are several times more expensive than the hare itself.
But ordinary people don't need it. After all, they can eat meat very rarely. Even if they don't add any seasoning, they can still chew the bones into dregs and swallow them.
"No wonder it tastes so delicious. It turns out that it contains spices."
Iron Hammer suddenly realized that when he ate meat again, he no longer swallowed it in large gulps, but chewed it slowly, fearing that he would let down the rare delicious food.
"What do you think of my wine?"
Jin Feng continued to ask: "I want to hear the truth."