Rise From the Humble

The fish is what I want, and the bear's paw is also what I want; put them both in front of my eyes and eat them slowly.

Zhu Ping'an sat in the corner, quietly placing a plate of shark's fin and bear's paws in front of him, being a quiet foodie in the corner, silently watching Comrade Ouyang pretending to be bad.

It's best not to come and don't disturb me while I'm eating. If I don't have enough to eat, my stepping stone will become a stumbling block.

I had been drunk for a while just now. Although I poured some of it on the towel in my sleeve and put some into the tea cup while drinking tea, I still felt a little dizzy at this time. Fortunately, Comrade Ouyang When they scolded Fang Qiu, these people flattered him, but they also neglected themselves.

Drinking on an empty stomach is harmful to the body, so Zhu Pingan took this opportunity to become a quiet foodie and fill his stomach before talking.

Yan Shifan had a good drinking capacity and would not refuse anyone who came. After drinking too much, he became more arrogant and acted more unscrupulously, shouting wildly and acting as if no one was around.

There were three waves of people at the banquet just mentioned. Yan Shifan held a wine glass and walked to the neutral and vaguely hostile people to let those people drink. Most people were afraid of Yan Shifan's authority and drank one by one with wine glasses. . Only one old man just touched his lips with the wine glass and put it down.

"Hey, Sir, are you kidding me?" Yan Shifan walked up to the old man who had his lips wet with a wine glass, put a pair of fat hands on the old man's shoulders, and asked with a smile.

"I'm not good at drinking." The old man's face remained the same, he glanced at Yan Shifan and said in a deep voice.

"Oh, the old man is not good at drinking, isn't he?" Yan Shifan seemed to suddenly realize it, nodded and repeated, then put his head in front of the old man, shaking his fat face, and asked again with a smile, "Are you really not good at drinking?"

"Of course you take it seriously." The old man said without any hesitation.

"Oh, that's good. I heard that the boss's wine cellar contains more than thirty jars of 'Shandong Qiulubai'. Hahaha, since the boss is not good at drinking, why should he waste his natural resources like this? How about letting us enjoy it? "Yan Shifan put his hands on the old man's shoulders and smiled brightly on his plump face, revealing his white teeth.

"you?"

The old man was shocked and didn't understand why Yan Shifan knew so much about the wine stored in his own wine cellar. Even he didn't know how many jars of Shandong Qiulubai there were in the wine cellar, but Yan Shifan knew that there were more than thirty jars.

"What's wrong with me?" Yan Shifan looked at the old man with an aggrieved look, "Since the old man is not good at drinking, then I will work for the old man."

"That's right, that's right." Luo Longwen waited for nothing. One after another, they expressed their agreement and supported Yan Shifan.

"Autumn dew is white, coming from Shandong. It is said that the autumn dew from the lotus stamens is brewed. It is sweet and beautiful, white as water, but the mellow fragrance can penetrate ten miles long street. Shandong's autumn dew is white, delicious and mellow in color, but the quantity is very small, and the supply exceeds demand. It’s hard to find even a thousand pieces of gold. This Shandong Autumn Lubai is the first among the seven famous wines. If you don’t drink it, don’t let down this fine wine.” Yan Shifan shook his fat face, bared his white teeth, and laughed mockingly. .

"If I don't bother Master Yan, I won't live up to this wine." The old man rolled up his sleeves and shook off Yan Shifan's fat hand on his shoulder.

"Look, sir, you are too polite. Everyone here doesn't know that I, Yan Shifan, am the most helpful person. Why should you be polite to me, hehehe?"

Yan Shifan smiled and was not angry, but put his hand firmly on the old man's shoulder again, and then brought his fat face closer to the old man again. He showed his white teeth and asked, "It's just that Shifan is a little curious. This Shandong Qiulubai is worth a lot of money. One jar costs the boss several months of salary. More than thirty jars of Qiulubai cost thousands of taels of silver." , Sir, have you been drinking wind and dew these past seven or eight years?"

Yan Shifan finished his words. The old man turned pale. He took office in Shandong the year before last, but he was not very clean.

Seeing the change in the old man's face, Yan Shifan smiled disdainfully. This old guy, like a crow on a pig, can only see the blackness of others but cannot see his own blackness! What kind of virtue, old man!

"Tomorrow before You hour, I will send you one thousand seven hundred and eighty-five taels of silver. Oh, and Qiu Lubai. Don't let me wait in vain, or I will get angry and scare myself." Yan Shifan leaned into the old man's ear and said, He whispered, showing his big white teeth.

Then the old man's face turned even paler, as if he had seen a ghost. Yan Shifan's words almost made the old man's heart jump out of the building. One thousand eight hundred and seventy taels of silver. The year he took office in Shandong, he only received more than one thousand eight hundred taels of silver. The amount of bribes Yan Shifan asked for from him was almost the same as the money he had received, almost a penny. It’s a hell of a job not being able to hide any money.

"Serve the big bowl!"

Yan Shifan ignored the old man's surprise and waved his hand to a maid.

After hearing the words, the maid came gracefully and brought a big bowl. Yan Shifan took the bowl and slapped the maid hard with his big chubby paw, causing the maid to turn around and give Yan Shifan a wink.

"Good or bad, sir," the maid said coquettishly.

"Hahaha, I'll let you see something even worse tonight." Yan Shifan said with a trembling smile on his fat face.

After teasing the maid, Yan Shifan put the bowl in his hand on the flowing water bottle and took a large bowl of wine. The full bowl of wine was about to overflow.

"Hahaha, I know that the old man thought that the cup just now was too small and not enough for fun. Shifan specially found a sea bowl for the old man, so that he can drink to his heart's content."

Yan Shifan smiled and placed the large bowl of wine in front of the old man with great force. A lot of wine spilled out, and then stared at the old man with one bright eye.

Yan Shifan's one eye put great pressure on the old man. It seemed that he had never been under such pressure when he faced the saint!

"Ahem, Mr. Yan is determined. It's better to enjoy a big bowl."

The old man coughed a few times, then gritted his teeth under the eyes of everyone, picked up the big bowl, and drank without caring that his beard was buried in the wine. Too much wine flowed out from the corners of the old man's mouth, but Still drank a lot.

After drinking, the old man became drunk and passed out.

"Hahahaha, sir, you are really rich." Yan Shifan looked at the old man lying drunk on the table, clapped his hands and burst out laughing.

Yan Shifan had done this kind of thing a lot, and everyone at the banquet had long been used to it. They started laughing and drinking, and the atmosphere of the banquet also improved a lot.

Zhu Pingan in the corner watched this scene silently. When Yan Shifan forced the old man to drink just now, Zhu Pingan wanted to go over and drink for the old man several times, but his reason still made him sit there quietly, especially when Yan Shifan and the old man later After a confrontation, Zhu Pingan also saw that the old man was guilty. He probably wasn't clean either.

Dog bites dog, a mouth full of hair.

I'd better be a quiet foodie.