“The Immortal Son has come, who is this?”

 It seems that Captain Zhao is a frequent visitor here, and everyone who drinks here is familiar with him.

“This is Dr. Zhang from the infirmary of our factory. His medical skills are superb.” Captain Zhao boasted on behalf of Zhang Yan.

“Captain Zhao, you praise me.”

The landlady quickly carried a plate with four side dishes and a bottle of wine.

 It’s an old-fashioned tin jug. The volume of this jug of wine is half a catty.

Captain Zhao poured Zhang Yan a glass of wine and said, "Doctor Zhang, here's a toast to you!"

“Captain Zhao, you are so polite. Let’s have a drink together. I am new here and have just joined our factory not long ago. I will rely on you, Captain Zhao, for more help in the future.” Zhang Yan also said politely.

 The two of them clinked their glasses and drank it in one gulp.

 “Hmm! This wine is good, strong enough!” Zhang Yan said with a smile.

“That’s right, this tavern has a history of hundreds of years and has been passed down for three or four generations. People around here like to come here to drink because the wine here is authentic and never adulterated.”

 “This wine is indeed authentic!” Zhang Yan nodded.

“Doctor Zhang, no, Brother Zhang.” Captain Zhao poured wine for Zhang Yan again.

"You will be my brother from now on. Anyone who dares to bully you in the steel rolling mill will have trouble with me, Zhao Changsheng."

 “Thank you, Brother Zhao!” Zhang Yan smiled.
Chapter completed!