Portable Museum

Chapter 56
Zhang Junping's jokes, coupled with the quarrel with Qiu Jianguo, immediately changed the scene and became harmonious.

Because it was a restaurant booked in advance, the food was served very quickly, and the Dayuan table was filled to the brim in a short while.

As today's protagonist, Zhang Junping also acts as an errand for the service bureau.

"Brother, let's drink this wine today. This wine is the first batch of pure grain wine brewed on our farm. It has been more than 20 years ago."

Zhang Junping cooperated with his father's words, opened the wine jar, and a strong aroma of wine came to his face.

Soon it filled the room.

"Hmm! This wine is good, pure enough! Was it a 65 white bar?" Qiu Zhengqiang sniffed and said with a smile.

"Uncle Qiu, you are amazing. This wine is indeed 65 pure grain puree." Zhang Junping praised it with a smile.

"Baijiu with a degree of less than 20 degrees can't achieve this effect of fragrance in the house after cellaring for more than [-] years.

The storage of baijiu is also very particular. For baijiu below 20 years old, it is best to store it for ten years, but not more than [-] years. After this period, the aroma will become weaker and the alcohol content will also decrease.

Liquor below [-]% must not be stored for more than five years, and if this period is exceeded, the wine will become dull and tasteless. "Qiu Zhengqiang was very excited, and he popularized the knowledge of wine storage on the spot.

"Uncle Qiu is really good at learning, he even knows such unpopular knowledge." Zhang Junping applauded without bottom line.

It caused a blank stare.

Zhang Junping didn't care, he wanted to please his father-in-law without shame.

I went out to find a restaurant and asked for a wine raisin, and began to share the wine.

Wine grapes, it is estimated that not many people born in the [-]s know about it, and not many people born in the [-]s have seen it.

In the old Guo Xiangsheng: Go to make two or two, the store uses wine grapes to make wine.

The post-[-]s generation is definitely full of memories.

Even if you haven't made wine, you have made soy sauce, which is what the store uses.

This is not only a dispensing tool for making wine, soy sauce and other liquids, but also a measuring tool.

"Brother, I ask you to call you brother."

"Sure, then I'll call you brother!"

"Thanks to my brother, I was able to drink such pure and good wine today.

Look at the color of this wine, this pale yellow is very pure, not vain at all.

This shows that this wine is pure grain puree, pure enough, and the storage period has reached. "Qiu Zhengqiang couldn't help buying wine tasting knowledge again.

"I don't know either. I just know that this wine, which has been hidden for more than 20 years, is delicious, so I'll bring it to you to taste." Father Zhang said with a simple and honest smile.

"Brother, I can see that you are a real person.

Xiao Zhang is also good, smart enough, but he can hold the bottom line, which is very good! "

Gradually, the topic began to turn to the main topic.

"Brother, this kid Pingzi has been stubborn since he was a child. Although he is mischievous, you can rest assured about his character. People from our old Zhang family have no evil intentions.

When your daughter marries into our family, she must be treated as her own daughter. "Father Zhang got drunk before drinking, blushed, patted his chest and promised.

"I believe it!" Qiu Zhengqiang nodded with a smile.

"You can ask my youngest daughter-in-law, how she is in our house, and whether we treat her as our own daughter.

When your daughter is married, I will treat the palms and the backs of the hands in the same way..." Father Zhang raised his head to see Zhao Yuzhi, pointed at Zhao Yuzhi and said loudly.

Zhao Yuzhi looked up, a little dazed. She was chatting with Qiu Wenyan's second sister when she suddenly heard her father-in-law mention her.

"Uncle Zhang, the dishes are ready, can you tell me a few words?" Xu Shaomin interjected at the right time, interrupting Zhang's father who was somewhat superior.

Although it was the third time to meet his in-laws, Father Zhang was still a little nervous, especially when he saw the clothes and temperament of his in-laws.

Also, I am happy that my eldest son, who is in trouble, is finally getting married.

This is both happy and nervous, and it is inevitable to get on top.

"Oh! Well, bro, I'm illiterate and illiterate!

Can't speak, so take care of me!
This is the first time for us to drink together, and I hope to have time to drink together more often in the future.

This glass of wine, I respect everyone! "After Zhang's father finished speaking, he raised his face and dried up.

He had a lot of alcohol in his predecessor, which is the drinking gene inherited from his father, a big man in Shandong.

"My brother is a real person, so I did it too!" Qiu Zhengqiang said with a smile, and followed suit.

Xu Shaomin, Qiu Jianguo, and Zhang Junping didn't care, so they followed suit.

But Ma Mingchen suffered a lot, and his drinking capacity was average. Looking at the wine in the glass, he felt apprehensive.

Gritting his teeth for the last time, he followed suit.

Fortunately, this is an in-laws meeting, and the wine glasses used are those small wine cups with eight coins.

Otherwise, ordinary people really can't stand the puree of 65.

After a few glasses of wine, the strangeness basically disappeared, and everyone began to chat with each other.

The roles of Xu Shaomin and Ye Lihua today are very important, lubricants.

Xu Shaomin is in charge of the men's side, and Ye Lihua is in charge of the women's side, leading the topics, and finding topics that everyone is interested in when things get stuck.

But at the very beginning, Xu Shaomin and Ye Lihua were unemployed, and they were not needed at all.

Qiu Zhengqiang is a high-ranking official in the district, and he is very concerned about the lives of farmers, so the topic has always revolved around the field that Zhang's father is familiar with.

This made Zhang's father very happy to talk, and Qiu Zhengqiang also had a good time listening to it.

I learned a lot, things that I couldn't understand when I was sitting in an office, or even after going down.

Over there, Mother Zhang and Mother Qiu also found a common topic, which was Zhang Junping and Qiu Wenyan.

Zhang's mother told some embarrassing things about Zhang Junping's childhood, while Qiu's mother told about Qiu Wenyan's childhood experience.

In short, the two mothers chatted very speculatively.

Zhao Yuzhi chatted with Qiu Wenyan's sister-in-law about raising children, mainly Lin Shufang was talking, and Zhao Yuzhi listened with great interest.

Qiu Jianguo put his arms around Zhang Junping's shoulders, and settled the score with him, "Brother-in-law, what about the fact that you laughed at me for being heartless just now?"

"Brother uncle, the conscience of heaven and earth, I didn't say you are heartless! It's all your own thinking!

Think about it, you are the battalion commander, if you are heartless, can you be the battalion commander?The head of the army is relieved to hand over a battalion of soldiers to you? "Zhang Junping explained solemnly.

"that's true!

Never mind, anyway, you just laughed at me.

I have to make up for it, I don’t want Huazi anymore, and you will bring me two jars of tiger bone wine someday. "Qiu Jianguo directly played the rogue.

"I said uncle, you are really welcome.

Not to mention two jars, a catty is gone!

By the way, what do you want that wine for?Don't you? " Zhang Junping said, looked at Qiu Jianguo with some regret, and shook his head.

"Don't talk nonsense, who can't do it anymore? Don't insult people!" Qiu Jianguo came up with three consecutive sentences of denial.

"It's okay, uncle, this kind of thing is not shameful.

You can’t shy away from medical treatment. Our Chinese medicine is extensive and profound. You can find an old Chinese medicine doctor to treat your little matter. Zhang Junping persuaded with a smile.

"I didn't, don't talk nonsense!" Qiu Jianguo was about to cry, and he couldn't bear the blame even if he was killed.

But I don't know how to prove my innocence.

Could it be, pull the wife over...

I recommend a book by a friend, "People in the Northern Song Dynasty, from the beginning of refusing to be a son-in-law", if you like history, you can read it.

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