Chapter Twenty-Four: Drinking Moutai with Jam

  I asked Jin Shao Yan: "Where are you planning to take them to eat?"

  "Drunk Eight Immortals?" Jin Shao Yan immediately negated himself: "It's all antique buildings there, they shouldn't be interested." I added: "Exactly, the waiters there will definitely not kneel down to greet people, if Winnie the Pooh wants to destroy nine clans or Liu Bang wants someone to serve him in bed, we'll be passive."

  Jin Shao Yan said: "Five major cuisines, you choose one."

  "I said with great inspiration: 'Is there a place outside of these five systems that makes them feel different at first sight, and still allows them to fully enjoy the food while keeping them under control, so they don't feel like an emperor just because someone is serving them?'"

  Jin Shao Yan thought for a moment and said: "In that case, we can only eat Western food. There's a place called Caesar that serves authentic French cuisine."

  "But I think I heard that it's supposed to be booked 4 hours in advance."

  Jin Shao Yan smiled and said, "Ah, I've got a rusty brain. It just occurred to me that the so-called rules aren't made for people like him."

  We had just lingered downstairs for a while when Qin Shi Huang pulled the team down, he had already heard that someone was going to be treated to dinner.

  Jin Shao Yan took out his phone, hesitated for a moment, and said to me: "Sorry, I can't get the car team to pick you up, because 'he' just got home..."

  "Let's take a taxi." I said naturally.

  Jin Shao Yan lost his smile and said: "Fighting? You won't make me go fight in a place like Caesar's, will you?"

  "I said: 'There's another way, I'll drive us there myself.' Jin Shao Yan nodded, and I jerked my chin at Bao Zi, who had already rushed off to Xiao Wang's house."

  Baozi left, Jin Shao Yan said to Liu Bang: "Brother Liu, according to your conditions, I'm in a difficult situation..."

  After a few minutes, Baozi frantically honked the horn. It turned out that Jin Shaoyan's Ferrari had blocked the road. As soon as he took the key, Xiang Yu impatiently walked out and moved the car to the steps, waiting for Baozi to pass by before putting it back in its original position. Xiang Yu lovingly stroked the rear of the bread car and said, "This car is still my favorite."

  Jin Shao Yan's heart was racing as he touched the dirty emblem on the back of the van, saying: "Is this really the legendary Golden Cup?" I waved my hand and said: "If you feel embarrassed, there is a People's Bank outside the street. Let Yu Ge take down the emblem and hang it up, and say that this is Mercedes-Benz's new large commercial vehicle."

  Jin Shao Yan turned his head to look at Li Shi Shi, seeing her smiling and not taking it seriously. Only then did he reluctantly get in. Bao Zi had just found out that the Ferrari belonged to Jin Shao Yan and whispered to me: "When did you become friends with such a rich person?"

  I really want to tell her I made 2 million in one afternoon - and then it's gone with a snap of the foot.

  When I was parking in the Caesar's parking lot, a Honda Acura luxury car cut me off and almost crashed into a blue Lamborghini. Damn Japanese cars dare to cut me off! My Golden Cup (car) can be repaired with just the steering wheel left within half an hour, you cry when I scratch your front light!

  The parking attendant saw a van that should have been scrapped long ago driving in, and walked over to me with a smile, saying: "Sir, sorry, this is not a parking lot." I pointed to the signs around us, one more impressive than the last, and said: "What are these, then? Cow dung?" The attendant pressed the intercom, which let out a loud squeal, apparently trying to call security. Jin Shaoyan spoke up weakly from the back seat, saying: "We're here to spend money..."

  Che Tong inadvertently swept a glance at him and immediately exclaimed: "Jin Shao?"

  We got off the car, attracting a surprised gaze. Xiang Yu and Liu Bang were complacent because the van was indeed impressive in the sea of cars, with an imposing momentum that catered to their vanity. I reckon after this meal, Xiang Yu will never look down on other cars again.

  Those people almost surrounded us, not only because we drove a van, but also because we didn't just drive a van, but also - we were overloaded. They witnessed the scene in some advertisement: people of all shapes and sizes kept getting out of the car, men and women, until the extremely tall Xiang Yu got off the car, and they almost applauded warmly.

  I tossed the car key with a nail clipper and an ear pick to the parking attendant and strode in, ignoring the sign that said "No entry if not properly dressed". Don't forget our family's baozi is also in the catering business and specifically in charge of this area. According to her, as long as you're not wearing slippers, the doorman can't do anything to you.

  As expected, the two gatekeepers, both over 1.9 meters tall, could only stare at us with wide eyes as we marched in, possibly intimidated by our momentum.

  The leader was a refined and courteous middle-aged man. To be able to come in, he was already a hero who didn't ask about his background, even if he was a beggar, he had to be careful. The well-trained leader brought us a half-bow with a smile, I quickly told him the matter at hand, I really feared that Winnie would shout "at ease" or something like that.

  I told the leader: "Find us a private room."

  The team leader smiled and said: "Sorry sir, we don't have private rooms here. Have you made a reservation?"

  At this time, Jin Shao Yan squeezed over from the back, still holding his wallet, probably just after giving the parking attendant a tip. The leader was surprised and said: "Jin Shao?" It seems that Jin Shao Yan is basically familiar with everyone here, from top to bottom, and not being called Mr. in this regard also shows how close and pleasing he is.

  "Have us take our seats then," said Jin Shao Yan, wiping away sweat. Our group standing in the grand hall indeed had a comedic effect, especially Jing Ke and Xiang Yu who was dressed as Che Guevara. I heard the table closest to us discussing us: "They're all doing performance art..."

  The leader probably could empathize with Jin Shao Yan's mood at this time, and arranged us in a relatively quiet corner. After sitting down, a blonde-haired French girl walked over with the menu when Jin Shao Yan finally regained his confidence and composure. He first said "merci" in French, then turned to us and asked: "What would you like for an appetizer?"

  I said: "No need to open it, we had a bowl of porridge at 10 o'clock this morning, now my stomach is as calm as a peaceful plain, and I'm not hungry at all."

  I watched as Jin Shaoyan's hair fell down one strand at a time, Li Shishi took the menu and flipped through it, saying to the French girl: "One 80% cooked steak, half a foie gras, one Italian spaghetti." Then she handed the menu to Baozi, who said "I'll have the same as her" in order not to appear timid.

  Li Shishi didn't know which movie she learned to order dishes from, when the menu came to my hands, I looked at the full table and said to the French girl: "We are just so many people, do you think it's okay? Anyway, bring out all your good stuff, except for fruit salad, we'll have one of everything else."

  Jin Shao Yan said gloomily: "Let's just do as he says, bring up a bottle of 1982 red wine."

  Wow, the legendary 1982 red wine. I've seen those movie characters acting like big shots with this stuff. Apparently, there was a poor grape harvest in '82, so red wine was scarce. But it's weird that after all these years of drinking, this '82 red wine still can't be finished off?

  Qin Shi Huang said familiarly, "Bring a few more pairs of disposable chopsticks." Learned from last time eating jianbing.

  Nor did we know whether the French girl didn't quite understand Chinese or thought this was a Chinese-style joke, she just smiled at us and left after getting confirmation from Jin Shao Yan.

  When the dish was served again, it turned into a native Chinese girl. When the roasted chicken came up, everyone rushed to grab it. Jin Shaoyan and Li Shishi had just picked up their knives and forks when they saw that all the plates had a row of chicken ribs spinning in place. When the raw vegetables arrived, Jing Er's cleverness flashed, and with one fork, he pierced them all and spun them into his mouth, like eating cotton candy.

  At this time, the waiter brought red wine and politely asked Jin Shaoyan: "Do you want to try the wine?" Xiang Yu snatched it over, smelled it and said: "This wine has no fragrance." He poured a cup and drank it in one gulp, saying very clearly: "You've put vinegar in this drink, right?" Then he asked me: "What did we drink last time?"

  I said: "Wuliangye."

  Xiang Yu said to the waiter: "Give us three bottles of Sanliao liquor."

  Before the waiter could say anything, Jin Shao Yan pulled out a stack of money and handed it to him: "I know you don't have any, think of something." The waiter walked away with a mixture of tears and laughter.

  Jin Shao Yan probably practiced yoga before, after finishing this matter he directly hid his head behind his heels.

  Baozi also knew it was embarrassing, and laughed: "How do you always cause trouble wherever you go? I heard that this restaurant is really run by a Frenchman. Are you not afraid of disgracing the Chinese people?"

  I said: "Since it's already been done, let's not say anything else. The French use knives and forks to eat baozi, why don't they feel embarrassed? What is a true noble? Do you know? It's not pretending to be B, it's being awesome."

  Joke, you're telling me about nobility? Everyone here except for me and Baozi are already so noble that they can't be any more noble. Besides, we've already had the Three Grain Liquor, it's not suitable to pretend anymore.

  After a while, the waiter came with a tray and said: "Our French boss heard about Jin Shao's request and admired your way of combining Chinese and Western food. He specially sent two bottles of his treasured premium Maotai to everyone, hoping you will enjoy your meal."

  That's China's national condition, I reckon if we did this in France, we would have been politely "asked" to leave a long time ago.

  Jin Shao Yan heard that the man had already been taken away by the French, so he simply crawled out from under the table, rolled up his sleeves, grabbed a bottle of Maotai and poured drinks for everyone, saying: "Today is today, let's just drink Maotai with jam."

  I've taken a liking to this kid.

  Later, we simply asked for chopsticks, 82 red wine and Maotai mixed to drink, ate a bellyful of lobster snails and vegetable leaves, the table would be perfect if you could put a hot pot on it.

  Just as Jin Shao Yan went to the bathroom, a handsome young man supporting a beautiful woman's waist walked in from the entrance. I didn't look at first, but when I did, I sucked in a cold breath.

  It's "him" - another Jin Shao Yan!

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  Tonight Xiaohua is going out for drinks, so I'll post the update this afternoon. Wishing everyone a happy new year!