Dad's Pastoral Life

Chapter 436

China has a tradition of brewing medicinal wine since ancient times, which seems to date back to the Zhou Dynasty, thousands of years ago.

Snakes, tiger bones, worms, toads, ginseng... really don't need too many things to make wine.It is said to have certain medical effects on the body.

Things that have been passed down for thousands of years are completely useless and impossible.But no matter how good something is, it depends on how it is used.

For example, ginseng, the kind that has been planted on the ground for a year and fertilized vigorously, looks like ginseng, but the medicinal effect is what makes people laugh.

It is said that some 30-year-old medicinal wine can be sold at shocking prices. Of course, there are also messy medicinal wines, which are known as "the poison of heaven". If you dare to report the news, you may have to track them across provinces.

Medicinal wine is really hard to describe.

Now, it has also gone out of the country and appeared on the tables of foreigners.

Ten yuan, oh, it's ten dollars a glass of medicinal wine, by the way, the wine glass is very small, it can probably hold half a tael?No one knows how much profit there is in a ten-dollar glass of medicinal wine.

In fact, doing business like this is quite flexible.If you sell the whole bottle rashly, the sales may not be so good.This one is sold cup by cup, and it looks like it only costs [-] yuan a cup, so it’s not too expensive to try.

This business practice is good, and it is also suitable for such a place.

Cheng He looked at the neighboring table with great interest to see if they dared to drink, and how they reacted after drinking.

These foreigners are basically afraid to drink, they are scared when they look at it, the snake in the glass jar seems to be alive, and the cobra is very poisonous!

The foreigner who was the first to boast was the first to ask for a glass, and the waiter poured it for him with a smile on his face, and praised him for his courage.

In fact, judging from their familiarity, one can guess that this foreigner should have been here several times.When he brought these people here, he was the one who walked in the front and looked the most relaxed.

Now, everyone is afraid of snake wine, and he was the first to ask for a glass.

The waiter poured him a glass, and all the foreigners at the table stared round, as if the glass of wine in front of them was either poisonous or magical, and they didn't know what would happen if they drank it.

The foreigner picked up the glass of wine, showed it off to the whole table, then slowly put it to his mouth, and drank the light brown liquid in the glass.

Braised in one bite.

The high-strength wine choked his face, and the guy grinned exaggeratedly.

Everyone at the table looked at him nervously, to see if he would collapse immediately, or his lips would turn black from the poison.But this guy flipped the cup out playfully, indicating "I'm done drinking, how about you?"

Seeing that he was fine, the rest of the people were eager to try, and soon there was a second person who wanted to have a drink.

In terms of drinking, it seems that foreigners are not easy to give up.If others dare to drink, but you don't dare to drink, wouldn't you be cowardly?
The second person also tried a drink, and even tasted it carefully.The alcohol content is very high, and it tastes soft and smooth, but it has a unique taste of snake wine.

Overall, worth a try.

Two people were fine after drinking it, but the rest of them let go of their guts immediately, and everyone ordered a glass.In fact, maybe they came to this shop just to try snake wine.

As soon as they drank happily, the people on the other table also looked at this side, seeming to be a little curious.

The people at this table are indeed live advertisements.

After a guy had a drink, he probably thought it was delicious, so he ordered two more drinks in a row.But that guy may have underestimated the power of baijiu.

While drinking, he became a little unsteady, his face flushed, and he began to laugh and say silly things. The people at the same table were also laughing at him, and asked him some private questions on purpose.

Cheng He and Bai Qian found it interesting and laughed along with them.

While eating, Bai Qian asked, "Why didn't the waiter recommend it to us just now? Does he think you dare not drink that wine? Hey, do you dare to drink it? How about you have a drink too?"

Cheng He said: "What is this wine! I don't dare to drink it. He doesn't recommend it to us, maybe because he thinks it can't be sold? It costs ten yuan a glass! Let's go back and buy a bottle for ten dollars, right?"

Bai Qian took a look at the atmosphere on the table and said, "Actually, they are quite good at doing business."

Cheng He nodded, thinking so too.

The atmosphere in the restaurant was driven by the jar of snake wine, and there were people on the other tables who were willing to try it, and the waiters were busy all the time.

At this time, another group of people came in outside, all dressed as riders, there were about a dozen of them.

Unexpectedly, the business in this store is not bad.

Cheng He also took a special look at these people, mainly because 90.00% of the people in this team were the same as him, people with black hair and yellow skin, and only two or three foreigners mixed in.

It doesn't matter if you take a look, he actually felt that one of them looked familiar, so he took another look.

It's a pity that the person has already walked over, and the second glance only saw a figure from behind.

He whispered to Bai Qian, "I think that person looks a bit like Wu Jun."

Bai Qian didn't pay attention and asked him, "Which Wu Jun?"

"A star."

"Which star?"

"The one who played...the one who played... Qiao Feng." Cheng He recalled the name of a TV drama character.

"Him?!" Bai Qian looked surprised and looked at the group again.It's a pity that now she only saw a bunch of backs, and they were all wearing riding clothes, so she couldn't tell who was who.

She didn't recognize it, she turned around and said, "Impossible? How can there be such a coincidence? We can meet celebrities when we enter a random restaurant in the United States?"

Cheng He took a bite of the food and said, "Maybe it's not him, he looks so similar."

He also analyzed that although this restaurant is quite popular, the grade is not very high. If it is really a star like Wu Jun, he would come to such a restaurant to eat?

Now among those celebrities, who doesn't go in and out with five or six people, helping to lift the umbrella, wipe the sweat, and carry the bag, the star is willing to suffer?

Moreover, I didn't see the camera team.

So Cheng He also felt that he probably misunderstood.

After the group of people came, their voices were loud and their conversation was very lively. Some talked nonsense, and some asked what to eat. Anyway, it was very lively.

Cheng He didn't take it too seriously, he wasn't a star chaser, he just thought it would be a coincidence if it was really Wu Jun, but Wu Jun is one of the few tough guys in the entertainment industry.

Then someone at the table started to talk about "snake wine" and so on, speaking in very broken English.

Cheng He didn't intend to listen, but a dozen people over there were struggling to say a word, so the voice was a bit loud, so he heard it too.

The voice was too loud, and he turned his face away again, and saw that a dozen people were talking about "snake wine" to the two or three foreigners in their team.

From this angle, Cheng He could see clearly that the more he looked, the more he looked like Wu Jun.

He didn't speak, but Bai Qian also saw it at this time, and said with surprise: "Then it's really Wu Jun, right? I look alike too."

Then she said with a nympho look on her face: "He is really so handsome!"

Cheng He pursed his lips and said, "Just the one with the scumbag beard, he is also called handsome? Your eyes need to be healed."

When Bai Qian heard this, she turned around, smiled at him and said, "Well, that's right, that's not handsome, it's just a little bit worse than you."

This stingy man can't be called a celebrity handsome.

Suddenly, Wu Jun's table began to sing, and a dozen big men sang together, singing a Mongolian dialect hometown ditty.

The moment he opened his voice, almost the entire restaurant was suppressed, and the other tables were silent, listening to the singing over there quietly.

The customers in the whole store were originally from all over the world. Naturally, they couldn't understand what was being sung at that table, but the melodious melody that was naturally formed had a flavor of hometown.

For these people, they can listen to gypsy songs, Indian divine comedies, etc. that they don't understand, and they can listen to them with great taste. To them, this is very exotic.

Cheng He couldn't understand Mongolian minor tunes, but he was familiar with the feeling of long tunes, especially those songs by Tengger, and for a while, he also thought they sounded good.

Of course, they had only been out for two days, so there was no sense of homesickness, but at least it sounded comfortable.

But as soon as Wu Jun and the others sang, there were two tables of Chinese people in the store, and they sang and cried directly. I don't know how long they haven't come home.

A few people simply sat down at the table with wine bottles.

To be honest, this scene is really touching.

They were originally from the same country, but just a song and an incomprehensible local accent connected these strangers.

Cheng He couldn't sit still, and said, "Let's go over and say hello too."

Anyway, it was almost finished, and Bai Qian also felt that this scene was very touching, and said, "Well, let's go there together."

Let's go and feel the atmosphere over there together.

As soon as they passed by, the atmosphere on the table over there became more lively, no one disturbed the singing, and these newcomers, those who couldn't sing, just followed the beat.

Anyway, Wu Jun didn't seem to be singing, and he wasn't a Mongolian either, and he was just beating the time, listening very intently.

After a song is finished, the whole restaurant is full of applause, both on this table and on other tables.

Someone recognized Wu Jun and asked him to sign. Wu Jun didn't play big cards, so he signed it naturally.

Wu Jun chatted with these newcomers, saying that their team had formed a group and made a special trip to participate in the World Motorcycle Enthusiast Race in this area of ​​the United States.

This competition is not well-known in our country, but it is still famous in the world, and many countries have teams to participate.This is a very grand event for motorcycle enthusiasts.

There has never been a Chinese team before, so in order to fill this vacancy, they specially formed a team, trained for several months, and came here for the competition.

Talking and chatting, the atmosphere on the table is very good.Although they were all strangers and they didn't even ask for their names, everyone at the table melted in with the same Mandarin.

Cheng He didn't leave right away, and sat at the table for a while.

I really didn't expect that I could meet a celebrity when I came to a small restaurant at random.

(End of this chapter)