Siheyuan starts from a better life

Chapter 1080 Meeting the In-Laws 4
He did not dare to delay and quickly came to Jiang Yan and spoke respectfully.

"Master."

In fact, it was wrong for them to call Jiang Yan, they should call him Uncle Master, but He Yuzhu strongly requested that their disciples or apprentices call Jiang Yan the same as they did themselves, so this name came into being.

"Whose apprentice are you?" Jiang Yan asked.

“My master is Ma Hua.”

"Have you seen me?" Jiang Yan asked.

"I interned at the old store of Shiweitian Sijiucheng and saw you from afar." Zheng Ming still spoke respectfully.

"Okay, I'm going back to my in-laws' house today, so please serve me some of your signature dishes." Jiang Yan said.

"I cooked this lunch myself today. I learned a few Tan family dishes from my master, so I just wanted to let him taste it."

The first master mentioned was He Yuzhu, and Jiang Yan understood this very well.

"By the way, do you have Buddha Jumps Over the Wall? If so, please give me a jar." Jiang Yan asked.

Qingdao has abundant seafood, and Jiang Yan knew that Buddha Jumps Over the Wall should be available here, so he asked about it.

"For some masters, it has been less than two hours since Gangwei started teaching. It will probably take some time before they can finish their classes," Zheng Ming said.

In fact, this Buddha Jumps Over the Wall was ordered by a customer yesterday and was given to Wei early this morning. Since Master needed it, we gave it to him directly. As for the other guests, we can only let the manager explain it.

"This room is nice, and the view is great. I've been to this hotel several times, and I've never seen a room like this one." Cheng Mingde spoke after entering the room and seeing the layout inside.

"There are usually one or two private rooms in the Food Heaven Hotel to deal with emergencies. Moreover, there is a private room here that is not open to the public. Only those with this card can come in. I will ask the manager here to give you a lower-level card, which allows you to come directly to the private room without making an appointment."

Black cards are not sold to the public, and the card Jiang Yan can get for him is a card of a lower level than his own.

After a while, Bai Yang's brother came here with his wife and children. Through Bai Yang's introduction, Jiang Yan met a man named Bai Wensong, an old-school literati, who was said to be a high school teacher. Jiang Yan glanced at him and didn't pay any attention to him.

After a few people chatted for a while, the dishes began to be served. As the dishes were served, everyone was immediately attracted because the dishes looked so exquisite. There were two tables in total, each with twelve dishes, a perfect combination of hot and cold dishes, meat and vegetables, and each dish was beautifully presented.

"Master, the dishes are all here!" Zheng Ming personally brought over the last dish, Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, and he spoke only after it was served.

At this time, Manager Chang, who came in with them, was also pushing a cart with some wine on it.

"Mr. Jiang, here we have rice wine, red wine, Wuliangye and Maotai, all of which are the best wines in our hotel. What do you need?" He Yuzhu took off his apron.

At this time, Bai Wensong said, "Old Cheng, let's not drink white wine today. Look at what I brought." Then he took out two bottles of wine.

"This is the French red wine I got. Let's drink it today."

"Let the lady drink the red wine! This dish should be eaten with white wine. Brother, shall we have some Maotai?"

"Okay, let's have Moutai." Cheng Mingde said.

As for Bai Wensong who was a little embarrassed next to him, Jiang Yan simply chose to ignore him.

"Brother, you are the host here, everyone, please take a seat?"

"Oh, okay... everyone sit down, men sit here, and women sit at another table." Cheng Mingde gave some instructions and then spoke.

"Come, I'll fill your glass." After sitting down, Jiang Yan sat on the left side of Cheng Mingde. As soon as he sat down, Cheng Mingde smiled, opened the wine in his hand, and hurriedly filled Jiang Yan's glass.

Bai Wensong next to him was a little embarrassed. He didn't know whether to put the wine down or drink it. Seeing her uncle being embarrassed, Cheng Lina laughed secretly. Her uncle was a little abnormal and she didn't like him either.

"Dad, where's the wine we have here?"

"Go get it yourself. You're not the kind of person who can do that. Otherwise, drink your uncle's red wine." Cheng Mingde glared at her, giving Bai Wensong a way out.

But Bai Wensong would not give up. Seeing Jiang Yan and the others drinking, he said, "You have never drunk Maotai, have you?"

"I really didn't drink it before." Jiang Yan was telling the truth. He didn't like Maotai, a sauce-flavored liquor. Normally, he drank Fenjiu and Wuliangye more often, as everyone knows. But now he basically drinks rice wine.

"If you ask me, Moutai is just so-so. It's different now than before. It's all a scam. As long as you have money, you can drink any kind of wine. I think rice wine is better. The famous wines before were not as good as Moutai and other white wines. They were all rice wine. It's also quite famous internationally. Unlike white wine, it's too much to raise its status." Cheng Mingde looked at Bai Wensong speechlessly, wondering what was wrong with this guy.

"Our country didn't have anything to show off at the beginning. The price of Moutai has been raised, but isn't that just to fool foreigners?" Jiang Yan suddenly spoke.

"Also, what is rice wine made of? It's grain. At that time, grain was very precious and we couldn't even get enough to eat. Using it to make wine would be a sheer waste. White wine is mostly made from whole grains. Also, in our city, ordinary people would enjoy drinking two taels of Erguotou after a busy day. That's what it means to enjoy."

"As a gift to a foreign guest, how economical is it to get two bottles of beautifully packaged Moutai? Isn't it popular to give wine as a gift abroad?"

Bai Wensong was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Do you still know about this?"

"This is so new, everyone in Beijing knows about this." What if you give antiques or paintings? These foreigners won't understand them, so this is the most economical gift."

"Wife, did you bring the things?" Jiang Yan turned around and asked Jiang Sirui who was sitting there.
"I brought it." Jiang Sirui responded, then turned around and told Jiang Yixi to take a long box at the back to Jiang Yan.

After Jiang Yan received it, he said to Cheng Mingde, "I heard from Nana that you, my brother, also like painting. You didn't bring anything with you this time, but you brought a painting."

"Please don't despise me!"

"How can that be possible?" Cheng Mingde took it happily.

"Old Cheng, open it, let me see who wrote it."

"You can't see shit, you better be careful. You are so clumsy."

At this time, Bai Wensong's wife An Ping couldn't sit still anymore and wanted to get up, but was held down by Bai Yang. "Sister-in-law, don't worry about it. They are already this old, just go ahead and make a scene!"

An Ping was a little speechless and said, "You want to see your brother make a fool of himself, right?"

"How could that be possible?" But the smile in the corner of his eyes betrayed it directly.

He opened the box, took out the painting, and looked at the signature first. "Oh, this is a painting by Qi Baishi, which is rare nowadays..."

"Like it's true."

"This is real. Look at the way you say it. Be careful." After Cheng Mingde took the painting, he carefully put it away.

"Brother, this painting is too precious. You can take it away later."

Hearing this, Jiang Yan laughed and said, "I had quite a few of these things in the commission store before. I remember that this painting cost me less than 20 yuan. Just accept it! It's just a thought."

"Thanks, bro."

Cheng Mingde really liked this painting, and when he heard Jiang Yan say this, he happily took it.

(End of this chapter)