Era: I have a two-world door

Chapter 50, Is this really good wine?

The fat man held the drink in his hand, and for a while he thought about how to fake it and tease the old man.

After coming in, I changed into slippers and went in.

A set of one hundred, forty and fifty square meters, luxuriously decorated room appeared in front of him.

Hearing the crackling sound coming from the kitchen, the fat man shook his head speechlessly.

The old man and the old lady were just like him, too idle. They studied food all day long without knowing what they were doing.

"Hey, what are you doing again!"

While thinking, an old lady with half silver hair came out of the kitchen, but she was very energetic and in good spirits.

"Grandma, what are you doing again?"

The old lady watched him coming and muttered: "Running around again. What if you get infected? It's so difficult to get into the hospital now!"

Then he said: "Grandpa You learned how to make pickled vegetables on Douyin. If you have to make it yourself, you won't be afraid of getting upset! There is no more wine, I will go get a bottle."

Leave after nagging.

Seeing the wine in his hand, he said, "Where did this wine come from? How much alcohol is it? It's just right for your grandpa to cook."

As he said that, he took it directly.

The fat man even objected when he saw this, but in the end he gave it to her.

The old couple just have fun.

Then he said "seriously" to the old lady, "Grandma, this wine is really good! There are hundreds of thousands of bottles! Grandpa will feel sorry for me in a while."

The old lady sneered at this.

I have been following the old man for so many years, and I have never seen any good wine.

In the villa at home, there is a large storage room for wine.

He took his things and left.

Hearing this, the fat man clicked his tongue, turned around and left.

Two fine people.

In the kitchen, the old man was holding reading glasses and squinting at the ingredient list on the Douyin screen.

The old lady came in and said, "You tell me, you can let others do what you want to eat. If you have to cook it yourself, you won't be afraid of eating it and it will ruin your stomach. How dangerous it is to go to the hospital at this time!"

The old man looked at him and muttered, then put down the phone with a smile.

He smiled and said, "What do you know!"

As he spoke, he brought the wine over.

"Why did you bring this wine?"

The old man was surprised when he saw the bottle, and then said angrily: "Do you know how long I have kept this bottle of wine? It all came from the old leader. I have never been willing to drink it."

"What? You got this from your grandson!"

The old lady glared at him without curiosity.

Hearing this, the old man was confused.

He looked at it again.

"There seems to be something wrong!"

He was surprised for a moment, and then muttered: "Xiao Fei won't be deceived again, right?"

"How do I know?"

The old lady muttered, walked to the stove and started to clean up: "Look, cooking is like fighting a war. You are messing around. Look what you have done to your grandson's house."

The old man ignored him, opened the drink and smelled it subconsciously.

"what!!"

The old man was surprised and quickly found a glass wine glass in the cupboard.

Pour a little, shake it around, and smell it on your nose.

Finally, I put it in my mouth and tasted it.

Then walked out.

When she saw him going out, the old lady shook her head and ignored the old man.

"Xiao Fei, come out!"

"What's wrong? Grandpa?"

The fat man came out of the house after hearing this.     “Where did you get this wine?”

"A friend gave it to me! What's wrong?"

"Which friend of yours gives you such good wine?"

Hearing this, the fat man was confused for a while: "Good wine? Isn't this wine fake? My friend gave it to me. I originally planned to tease you."

He smiled awkwardly.

Then something felt wrong.

It's very rare for an old man to talk about good wine!

Ordinary Feitian Maotai is just a ration wine in his mouth, so why does this wine become a good wine?

He quickly asked: "Grandpa, what's going on? Is this really good wine?"

"Okay, tell me quickly what's going on? Did someone give you a gift through your father?"

When the fat man heard this, he felt strange for a while. His father was indeed a cadre, and many people wanted to give gifts behind his back.

But how dare he accept it?

As for his grandfather's wine, it was given by wealthy relatives in the family and some of his old subordinates.

This person just likes tea, and just gives him some wine during the holidays.

Thinking of this, he then smiled bitterly and said, "Grandpa, look at what you said! How dare I! I really asked for it from a friend and I. You must have read it wrong. This wine is wrong at first glance. The trademark is not right." It’s new, didn’t you see it?”

The old man felt strange for a while when he heard this.

He raised his reading glasses and looked again.

“Hey, there’s something wrong with this trademark!”

The old man was confused for a moment, and then said: "But this wine is absolutely fine! If you don't believe it, try it yourself."

As he spoke, he handed him the bit he had just poured.

Upon seeing this, the fat man took it and smelled it first, then tasted it, and then his expression changed.

He had been secretly drinking the old man's wine since he was a child.

There is a clear distinction between good wine and bad wine.

He muttered: "What's going on? This wine is Moutai! It's soft in the mouth and doesn't irritate the throat, and the sauce flavor is very strong. It can't be fake wine! Do fake wines have reached this level?" "

"Ask me clearly!"

The old man glared at him and said to him.

"Okay, I understand, let me ask you!"

After the fat man finished speaking, he went into the house, took out his cell phone, and called Zhou Ying on the spot.

"Hey, what are you doing? I'm riding a bike!"

Zhou Ying's voice came from inside.

The fat man glanced at the old man, looked away and said, "Oh, what happened to the wine you gave me today!"

"What's the matter?"

"How did you get this wine? Tell me the ins and outs."

"Hey, what's there to say? Didn't I tell you? I did a favor for a friend of mine, and he gave me a bottle of this and said thank you. If you ask for it from me, won't I give it to you? Is there something wrong with the wine that made the old man drunk? I told you to stop teasing him."

Hearing this, the fat man smiled awkwardly.

He quickly asked: "Is he the person you mentioned who gave you the three-yuan note?"

"Yes! What's wrong?"

The fat man heard this and shook his head: "It's okay. I'll talk to you later! Hang up now."

Zhou Ying looked at the phone hanging up, feeling strange for a while.

Is there something wrong with the wine? But the fat man didn’t say anything!

Unable to figure it out, I put my phone in my pocket and continued riding.

After hanging up the phone, the fat man shrugged at him: "Old man, did you hear that? I didn't accept gifts for my dad behind anyone's back!"

Now it was the old man's turn to be confused.

Then he shook his head: "Trouble now, this wine is real! It can't be wrong! I drank it once at the old chief's place, and I will never forget the taste."

After finishing speaking, he asked the fat man: "You said this wine, could it be! It has been well preserved, so the trademark has not faded?"

(End of this chapter)