Is the tempura at Heshanju delicious?

tasty.

Not bad indeed.

Especially that...fried eel.

Because I didn't grow up by the sea, I asked Xu Xin to tell the difference. He couldn't tell the difference between conger eel and conger eel, but it did taste quite delicious.

But that's just his temperament.

It’s no wonder that Wang Sicong and Lang Lang found him quite boring.

Because he does not have any concept of enjoyment that pursues the ultimate in "beauty".

As for other people, they are all pursuing high material things and high enjoyment. Which red wine must be drunk from a few major wineries, which clothes must be handmade and customized, or what luxury cars and watches are required.

Does Xu Xin have these?

All.

But the problem is that existence and "essence" are two different things.

Take today’s bottle of Jirocho’s Daiginjo for example.

After drinking half a bottle, Xu Xin felt that the wine was very refreshing and quite comfortable.

Wang Sicong started to show off, how to make the wine, how to keep the wine clean, how to make the taste smooth and smooth...

He may not necessarily understand all these things, nor may everything he says is correct.

But if you bring up a few braggadocios, they will definitely be the talk of the town.

And he may have special knowledge of these, such as the history of Jirocho brand, how many consecutive years it has won awards, etc.

Some are hearsay, such as Lang Lang curiously asked "Is there a kind of chewing wine in Japan?", and then Wang Sicong began to popularize science. What about virgins, brothers are clean and hygienic, and what are they dedicated to the gods...

Does Xu Xin understand?

Don't understand shit.

But when he heard someone spit out the eaten rice and used it to make wine...

He was greatly shocked.

I said I didn’t want to drink this Daiginjo anymore, so I switched to a draft beer.

Even if Wang Sicong told him with disgust, this wine was made by a machine...

That's not OK.

You see, he is such a person.

The philosophy he believes in is that I don’t need to understand some things, as long as I have them, that’s enough.

Ferrari, Patek Philippe, or the antiques that can be seen everywhere in the house, or the red wine given by Jay Chou.

What I have is enough.

But you asked me to show it to others...

When I have time to first learn about the history of something, information about the industry, or some incredible secrets, and then brag about it with my friends, it would be better for me to lie down in bed and take a nap.

Therefore, in some respects, he is a very pragmatic person.

But because the two of them were exploring their "hobbies" at the beginning, he would always be thinking unconsciously during today's meal... Why could the three of them chat for so long about the history and culture of a bottle of wine...

Isn’t wine just for drinking?

After drinking until I was slightly tipsy, I lay down on the bed and slept comfortably.

Isn’t this the end?

Before I drink it, I need to understand its history? How is the rice grown? How is it harvested? How is it brewed?

Then if I want to eat a sheep, don’t I have to consider whether I can eat the sheep while it’s still alive? Do I want to be eaten?

Aren't you tired?

But... to be honest, Wang Sicong was like this after drinking.

Chattering.

Ink marks.

I just want to be a Maiba.

Nagging, babbling, babbling, I kept mumbling.

I know everything, I know a little bit about everything, but I still like to pretend to know the best.

While drinking draft beer, we were thinking about asking someone to fry a chicken drumstick to gag the grandson. When we changed the topic, suddenly, Mr. Cui's people from the table just now came to propose a toast.

After hearing the shout "Mr. Wang", Xu Xin and Lang Lang also turned their heads at the same time.

Xu Xin, as the "third to last" guest, the direction the four people came from was behind his right hand. But when they were chatting just now, he heard the old man sitting in the middle nagging, and he turned to the left again.

. So when he heard someone calling Wang Sicong, and the voice came from the right, he habitually turned his head to the right.

But because of the angle, and when Mr. Cui greeted Wang Sicong, he was very close to Wang Sicong, right on Xu Xin's back.

So he didn't see Mr. Cui's face at first glance.

But I saw the woman wearing the bucket hat.

At this moment, the other party had taken off his mask and was holding a glass of wine in his hand, looking at Xu Xin with a smile.

I didn’t watch Wang Sicong.

The one I was looking at was Xu Xin.

And beside her stood a middle-aged man with a big gold watch on his wrist.

Xu Xin was stunned for a moment after seeing the woman's true face.

Liang Bingning?

Golden lock?

When he was surprised, Mr. Cui also started to chat with Wang Sicong:

"Mr. Wang, let's propose a toast."

Wang Sicong was about to take the cup, but Xu Xin's words came to mind.

So, the original "well, okay" became:

"Mr. Cui, this is too polite. You make me look so ignorant."

"..."

Mr. Cui was stunned...

Did the eldest son change his gender today?

Is this a way to save face?

So good at talking?

When he was surprised, Wang Sicong had already picked up the cup:

"That's it, I've done it... I was planning to toast Mr. Cui with a drink later. Come on, let's do it together."

"..."

Mr. Cui felt speechless and complicated.

I thought that the eldest son really gave me face today...

This is what I am proud of...

Then the smile on his face became even bigger, holding the cup in both hands:

"I'll accompany Mr. Wang too, do it!"

Although it was not clear what Mr. Cui drank, Wang Sicong's glass of Daginjou was a solid hit to his stomach.

After finishing the drink, he glanced at Liang Bingning with some surprise in his eyes.

But he still said:

"Mr. Cui, let me introduce you..."

"no, I'm fine."

Mr. Cui quickly said with a smile and stretched out his hand:

"Director Xu, Teacher Lang Lang, I have long admired your name. Cui Maosheng, the director of film and television business of Wanda Cinemas."

As soon as he heard the name, Xu Xin understood...

No wonder Liang Bingning is here.

If this person were placed elsewhere...it would really be like a director and an actor calling him daddy.
To be continued...