I heard the name of Fan Zeng, the master of medicine.
Mr. Chen's eyes widened.
His status is high enough, although not as strong as Qingzhu's family background, and he has a family connection with Mr. Fan Zeng.
But since he was in a high position and was a grandfather to him, how could he not have heard of it.
Moreover, Mr. Chen not only heard about it, but also had a relationship with Mr. Fan.
It was at the memorial service for Gao Yang's death. Mr. Fan said something at that time, which made Mr. Chen's memory especially fresh.
"It's a pity that I wasn't by your side, and you didn't even give me a chance to save you after we met."
"You kid, do you know Mr. Fan?"
Li Mu looked leisurely and did not answer Mr. Chen's words. He just opened the dust on the mud altar quite gracefully.
Suddenly, a scent so strong that it filled the entire cabin filled the air.
Although Zhang Xueqin doesn't like drinking, her old man is addicted to alcohol.
After years of smelling wine, she has developed a certain ability to recognize wine. When she smelled the aroma of the wine, Zhang Xueqin's eyes lit up and she couldn't help but praise:
"Although I don't know how to drink it, it does taste better than old wine."
"Mu'er, you are here today. Mother-in-law, I will have a drink with you."
Smelling such a fragrant aroma, Chen Hongwen and Hei He's eyes straightened, staring intently at the amber liquid.
Immortal Drunk is as viscous as honey, and the smell it emits is like the fragrance of flowers, sweet and refreshing. Just smelling it makes you feel as if you have entered a fairyland. It makes you intoxicated, but it doesn't get you drunk at all.
This wine should only be found in heaven!
Fragrant, really fragrant.
Not to mention drinking it, just smelling it will make people feel refreshed and radiant!
Watching the thick, syrupy wine poured into Zhang Xueqin's cup, Li Mu stuck out his tongue to lick the silky edge.
Gudong.
Mr. Chen couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, his voice was surprisingly loud.
It's not that Mr. Chen has no future, but the aroma of this wine is really alluring. If you don't swallow it, your saliva will flow out.
For example, the unpromising Heihe next to him was already wiping his saliva continuously, the back of his hand was wet and he couldn't move the wine jar away from his eyes.
Sure enough, the boss was right.
Compared with this wine, the two wooden boxes in his trunk were just like lees, unbearable and inedible.
Smelling such a strong aroma, Chen Hongwen lowered his head and looked at the treasured tiger bone wine in his cup. He wished he could just throw it out and lick his face to ask for a drink from the little brat Li Mu.
Li Mu held the wine glass, as if he was deliberately trying to annoy Mr. Chen. He took a bite of the food first and praised:
"I just love this dish you made, grandma. It's delicious. It's so delicious."
Zhang Xueqin smiled brightly and picked up a pair of chopsticks.
"Just eat if you like. As long as you have time, come to grandma's house and I will cook it for you every day."
Li Mu nodded repeatedly, but did not mention clinking glasses.
Mr. Chen stared, wanting to throw his chopsticks angrily and leave, losing his temper like a child.
But looking at that jar of fine wine, I can't seem to feel even the slightest bit stubborn.
Li Mu held up the cup and said to the old lady:
"Grandma, although this wine is very good, you should not drink it too fast. Even though it is only a small cup, it can easily make you intoxicated."
Hearing Li Mu's words, Zhang Xueqin nodded repeatedly, and the elder and the younger clinked their glasses.
Just took a quick sip.
The mouth is full of fragrance, as if flowers are blooming in the mouth, but the wine is as thick as honey and melts in the mouth. Although it is a bit spicy, it makes people have endless aftertaste.
“What a wine!”
Zhang Xueqin has never been fond of drinking, she is a cheerful person, and she never tells lies. Now when she saw her wife, an old lady who didn't know how to drink, she was full of praises.
Li Mu said beside him:
"Boy, I poured the wrong cup. The one you used is the old man's special wine cup for me. Let's change."
Li Mu suppressed his laughter and laughed:
"Okay, I'll finish the cup and give it to you, old man."
After saying that, he raised his head and drank it all in one gulp, then stood up and went down to wash the cup.
Mr. Chen grabbed Li Mu, suppressed his anger and said:
"No, how can I dislike my grandson?"
After speaking, he reached out to grab Li Mu's cup, wanting to taste the bit of wine hanging on the cup.
Li Mu was extremely happy. Seeing his father's deflated appearance, he quickly waved his hand and said:
"Okay, okay, you old kid."
"I'll fill up the wine and we'll exchange glasses."
Mr. Chen turned his anger into joy and said with a smile:
"That's pretty much it."
The two people exchanged the cups. Mr. Chen was not that elegant. As if he was afraid that Li Mu would snatch him back, he raised his neck and immediately wanted to drink.
Li Mu didn't want the old man to get drunk after just one glass of wine, so he said:
"Hey, old man, drink slowly. No one will compete with you. I won't be able to drink more than a few glasses. All the wine in this jar belongs to you."
"Don't say I didn't remind you, this is the wine brewed by senior Fan Zeng. After one glass, no matter how high your drinking capacity is, you may become drunk immediately. By then, we won't even have a few words to say, and we will have to watch you sleep soundly.
I'm awake now."
"Can you be so domineering?" Mr. Chen took a big sip and felt that all the wine in his life had been wasted. He asked doubtfully.
Li Mu laughed and said: "You are such a big official, how dare I lie to you?"
"Besides, no one is trying to snatch it from you. If I really cared about this wine, I wouldn't have brought it to you. It's just a jar! We have a steady stream of wine. After I leave, this will be enough for you to drink for several days."
After hearing what Li Mu said, Mr. Chen waved his hand like an old boy, pointed at the wine jar and said:
"Then pass the jar to me."
Li Mu had no choice but to hand it over.
Li Mu raised the tiger bone wine in the cup and said to Heihe:
"Come on, we brothers haven't seen each other for many years, let's go away."
Heihe had long been looking forward to finishing the wine in this cup and trying the fairy wine brought by the boss. Among the four people here, he was the only one who had never tasted this world-class fairy wine, so he said impatiently:
"Boss, I respect you as a lifelong brother."
"Brother, let's drink this cup, you can do whatever you want."
As he spoke, he raised his neck and downed the glass of precious tiger bone wine, not forgetting to rinse the cup with the tea on the table.
Glancing at Mr. Chen who was staring straight at him, Heihe raised his head, drank the tea in the cup, and then licked his face and said:
"Mr. Chen, pour me a drink."
With a snap, he slapped the tiger bone wine in front of Heihe, and Mr. Chen said with a smile:
"You drink this."
Heihe grimaced and looked at Li Mu as if asking for help.
Li Mu smiled and said:
"Mr. Chen, don't be stingy. This wine has the effect of curing hidden wounds and hidden diseases. And I guarantee that your grandson Heihe's drinking capacity will make you drunk after just one cup. He won't be able to drink too much for you."