Over here, they liked to set up the table at noon. Because many relatives came from remote places, they had to rush back after eating. Custom had to be subordinated to needs, otherwise it would not become a custom.
At the birthday banquet, the most outstanding person was Hua Zheng. Two days ago, he painted a painting called "Sixty Years Old and Hale". In the painting, Chen Liping's sixty-year-old father was standing in front of his new house, looking at the ancient town. He stood with his head held high, looking straight ahead. Although it was only a few strokes, it outlined the old man's charm. The composition of the painting was exquisite, and the idea was noble. Hua Zheng casually wrote a few strokes in the white space of the painting. This time, Hua Zheng used regular script and wrote: "Before the end of the year, I followed my parents to the western border to celebrate my granduncle's birthday. My granduncle had black hair and a youthful complexion, and he was in high spirits. I often looked at the ancient town from my new house, and asked why, I always said: "I often think of turbid things, and grow old day by day. I only hope that the ancient town will always be new. I have heard that the virtuous people of ancient times had reached their forefathers, and now I believe it! I painted to remember. " Red River, Gu Yi City, Longshan, Chen Hua Zheng, Year XX, Month XX, Day XX, Year XX. Then he stamped his own red seal.
When Chen Liping's father saw this painting, he was unable to restrain his joy and treated it like a treasure. He asked the city's most famous framers to work overtime to finish the painting before the banquet, and hung it in the middle hall. He was extremely proud. Chen Liping told her father to take down the painting after hanging it for two days and put it away carefully. It was Hua Zheng's early work. Twenty years later, it might be worth enough to buy the ancient town. Chen Liping's prophecy came true more than twenty years later. After the old man passed away, his descendants invited someone to auction this painting, and someone offered a high price of 170 million RMB. This was a story for later.
Chen Weizheng and Ou Jie saw that the painting had already been framed. Ou Jie fiercely praised it and asked Hua Zheng to be Ou Jie's teacher in a few years. Chen Weizheng believed that Hua Zheng had made rapid progress in the past six months. Perhaps part of Mr. Fang Zhen's soul was gradually awakening. Chen Weizheng had already seen the extraordinariness of Liu Yu, which was the inheritance of Mr. Zheng Qijie. He was looking forward to seeing the style left behind by Mr. Fang Zhen. Chen Weizheng asked Hua Zheng why he didn't use more lively characters instead of more rigorous regular script. Hua Zheng told Chen Weizheng that his calligraphy teacher felt that at his age, he should have a good foundation and practice more regular script or Kuangge style. Chen Weizheng lamented, "No matter how much I say, it's not as good as a single word from Teacher."
Liu Yu, Wang Ning, and Zheng Tien-tien racked their brains, but they couldn't think of any tricks. They could only watch Hua Zheng steal the limelight. The three of them discussed that they must also learn some things like zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting so that they could also show off.
Wang Hongtao told them that Hua Zheng's painting was very good, but his inscription was even better. He asked the three of them who could correctly explain Hua Zheng's inscription. In the end, he found that except for Zheng Tien-tien, Wang Ning could explain the general meaning, and Liu Yu could give an accurate explanation. He said, "Classical Chinese is not difficult, and this inscription is not profound. It's just that it was written by Hua Zheng, a guy who is less than seven years old, which is a bit unbelievable."
If they knew that this guy had been stimulated by his father, Chen Weizheng, and now his biggest goal was to read through the 《Comprehensive Mirror for Aid of Governance》, Liu Yu and the other two would have fainted.
In the evening, Ou Jie was teaching the four children to play bridge. He found that age was indeed a problem. Hua Zheng was a little younger, and he was obviously not as good as the three older children in some twists and turns. Liu Yu, on the other hand, was a complete prodigy in this regard. He was calm, unwavering, resolute, honest, and unfazed by honor or disgrace. Moreover, he was full of confidence, neither servile nor overbearing, and had a myriad of thoughts and tricks. Ou Jie secretly exclaimed, "This is really the quality of the God of Gamblers."
Chen Weizheng and Liu Yi were in the room, hiding in Finger Mover.
In Finger Mover, Chen Weizheng took out a storage bag and handed it to Liu Yi. After Liu Yi took the small storage bag that was not very exquisite, he looked at Chen Weizheng with an inquiring gaze. Chen Weizheng said, "Use your divine sense to look at this thing." Liu Yi used her divine sense to observe the small storage bag, and soon let out a cry of surprise, "It's a storage bag! Hubby, it's a storage bag! "
Chen Weizheng told her very seriously, "Hubby is hubby, storage bag is storage bag, how can hubby be a storage bag!"
Liu Yi giggled and said, "Hubby, give me some golden silk and jade thread, I'll weave a necklace and hang the storage bag around my neck."
Chen Weizheng felt that this was a good idea.
Soon, Liu Yi weaved a beautiful golden jade necklace. It was neither gold nor stone, neither hemp nor cotton, soft but flexible. When it was worn around his neck, Liu Yi felt a kind of qi that made people feel refreshed. Chen Weizheng told Liu Yi that there was a lot of golden silk and jade thread here, enough to make two vests. This kind of vest could not be stabbed by spears or cut by knives, withstand the attacks of ordinary cold weapons, and could also be warm in winter and cool in summer. It could also help condense qi.
Liu Yi said that when she was free, she would come in and weave the vests. Although she had not reached the Qi Condensation stage yet, there should be no harm in wearing it in advance.
Chen Weizheng took out a Longshan 2015 from the gun rack and went to the shooting range with Liu Yi, letting Liu Yi learn how to use it. After he, Ou Jie, and Zheng Jianyi left tomorrow, the remaining people had to have a certain level of defense. If Wang Hongtao, a scholar, really encountered an unexpected situation, it would be difficult for him to protect himself, let alone the others.
Liu Yi explained clearly. Soon, she mastered how to use the Longshan 2015. In the shooting range, although she could not reach Chen Weizheng's level, she was still very confident. A cultivator who had already reached the Foundation Building stage had a degree of dexterity that mortals could not reach.
Chen Weizheng put five Longshan 2015 in Liu Yi's space. There was no power supply, and each Longshan 2015 was only equipped with a small magazine, all of which were bombs. Chen Weizheng knew Liu Yi well. She would never shoot unless she had no other choice, and since she did, there was no need to consider the consequences. Liu Yi did not think so. She felt that the bombs had a deterrent effect and could drive the other party away. It was fine as long as they were driven away. There was no need to take people's lives so easily. Chen Weizheng smiled bitterly. This wife and her brother had the same father and mother, but why were their hearts so different? One wanted to kill everyone to silence them, while the other wanted to stomp an ant to death. They were really different people.
She also put some dry food into Liu Yi's storage bag in case of emergencies. She also put one million in cash into the storage bag and left the rest of the space for Liu Yi. This was her own personal space.
Liu Yi took things in and out. After half an hour, she finally understood and familiarized herself with the Storage Pouch until it was easy for her to use.
The two came to the lively bridge scene and found that after more than two hours of training, the situation was completely different. Hua Zheng made rapid progress, Zheng Tien-tien was obviously lagging behind. Wang Hongtao had a little foundation in bridge before and was not bad at all. Only Liu Yu had completely integrated the rules and play of bridge. Wang Hongtao thought that with Liu Yu's level, he could definitely play in a world-class competition.
After playing for more than two hours, Hua Zheng felt a little tired. He ran to Liu Yi's arms and acted like a spoiled child. Liu Yi hugged Hua Zheng and rubbed his head with her hand. Unconsciously, she brought in a little bit of true qi. Hua Zheng snorted comfortably and soon fell asleep.
Three people were short of one. The bridge stall was empty. On the other side, Ou Jie, Ruan Lei, Zhang Xiaoxian, and Chen Liping were playing mahjong in full swing. Speaking of playing money, financial people were better at it. Zhang Xiaoxian had thousands of yuan on the table. She had already announced that she would be responsible for the supper later.
When it came to supper, Chen Weizheng also felt a little hungry. They ate lunch until 3: 30 pm and couldn't eat dinner at all. It was now past 8 pm and he was really a little hungry. After sending Hua Zheng to his room to sleep and telling his aunt to take care of him, Chen Weizheng took the three teenagers who were more interested in supper to the night market stall. Zheng Tien-tien was of course their guide.
Bai Block, famous outside. The famous big savior was fried bai block. Chen Weizheng had already heard of this name, but he didn't taste it. Looking carefully at the bai block, Chen Weizheng finally knew the ins and outs. It was made of rice pounded into rice dung and then made into various shapes.
First, they had a baked bai block. It was made into a pancake and roasted over a smokeless charcoal fire. When it was slightly brown, the surface was smeared with sesame sauce, chili sauce, chili oil, pickled tofu, etc. It could also be stuffed with cold slices of beef, mutton, or deep-fried dough sticks. It looked a bit like a taco, but that one was made of dough, while this one was made of rice flour. The taste was also very different.
There weren't many kinds of snacks. Back and forth, most of them used bai as the main ingredient. Bai block, bai thread, bai slice, fried, barbecued, and so on.
When the group came over, Chen Weizheng said, "After looking around, the night market here is suitable for drinking. Why don't we get some delicious food and drink a few cups?" The men all agreed, but the women all objected. So, the women continued to walk around with the children, looking for snacks, while the men began to order.
Roasted meat, chased horse meat, mushroom chicken, sweet ribs, big savior … Zheng Jianyi wanted to order more, but was stopped by Chen Weizheng, who told him that the group of women and children would send all the food that they couldn't finish, the food that wasn't delicious, and the food that they thought was special. They definitely couldn't finish it.
Wang Hongtao completely agreed.
Chen Weizheng took out two bottles of Maotai and said, "Tonight, macroscopic regulation, two bottles."
Just as he was about to open it, Zheng Jianyi said, "Slow down, try this homemade plum wine." He asked the boss to bring a catty of sour plum wine for everyone to try. It tasted good. It was sour and sweet, but it was also wine. But the base wine was a bit bad, so Chen Weizheng reminded everyone to drink less. It would go to the head.
Just as they took the first sip, Zheng Tien-tien had already sent over the first dish. This was not bad, fried bamboo worms, which was a special dish. Not long after, Wang Ning sent another one over and directly gave it to Wang Hongtao. Because he ate half of it, it didn't taste good, so he asked his father to help him deal with it.
Ruan Lei sent over a portion of beef satsu. Zheng Jianyi said that this was a Dai family dish. Satsu was synonymous with cold meat that was mixed with special ingredients. Cook the beef in boiling water, then cook the beef intestines that had just been killed with water. Then, cut the fresh chives and fennel and squeeze out the water. Then, mix the beef mince and bitter water together with spices like balsamic willow, salt, chili powder, MSG, and other seasonings, and it was ready to eat. Dip the rice noodles, shredded beef tripe, and meat slices in the satsu and eat. The preparation of the satsu was exquisite, the knife skills were exquisite, the ingredients were fresh, and the seasonings were complete. It was a typical Kung Fu dish.
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