Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

After a while, Chunlan came back with a bottle of wine and put it on the table.

"Come, little brother, try this wine. It's no worse than Moutai, and it's even rarer than Moutai." Uncle Liu introduced it to Xu Damao enthusiastically.

After saying that, Mr. Liu opened the bottle and started pouring wine.

Before Xu Damao could say anything, Zhang Tietou hurriedly stood up and waved his hands repeatedly to indicate that he was unwilling to accept Liu Erye's offer of wine.

"Second Master, I respect you as a person, but I really don't dare to ask you to pour me wine." Zhang Tietou said sincerely.

He quickly moved his glass away, reached out to take the bottle, and filled his and Huang Genwang's glasses himself.

"Hey, we are all eating at the same table, we are just a family, it's just pouring wine, there are no need for so many rules. Come, let's drink together!" Uncle Liu laughed, picked up the glass and took a sip.

Xu Damao took a sip of the wine gently, and the wine spread in his mouth, bringing a unique taste. At first, he felt a sweet taste, moistening the tip of his tongue like a clear spring.

Then, a light fragrance gradually emanates, which is not as strong as Moutai, but gives people a fresh and pleasant feeling. This kind of wine aroma is not pungent, but makes people feel comfortable and happy.

“I know that the lotus flowers in the sky are white, which outshines all the bamboo leaves on earth.” Xu Damao recited this poem softly, with a hint of intoxication on his face.

"Oh my! You are really talented in writing. You even know this poem written by Li Zhi about Lihua Liquor." Mr. Liu looked at Xu Damao in surprise, with a hint of admiration in his eyes. He smiled and praised: "This poem is used just right, and it describes the beauty of this wine vividly."

Xu Damao smiled and replied, "I am just a little knowledgeable about literature, and when I saw this fine wine, I couldn't help but think of this poem." He waved his hand modestly, then raised his glass to Liu Erye to express his respect for him.

Everyone raised their glasses and tasted the delicious Lihua liquor together. For a moment, the room was filled with the aroma of liquor and laughter, and the atmosphere was warm and cheerful.

"Hehe, this poem is good, but if the people who produce Bamboo Leaf Green Wine hear it, it will easily offend them, hahaha." Xu Damao said jokingly.

"Hahaha, you're right, brother. Come, try this fried tofu. It's our Chef Zhang's specialty!" Uncle Liu warmly invited everyone to taste the dishes.

After hearing Liu Erye's recommendation, Xu Damao picked up his chopsticks with great interest, picked up a piece of golden and crispy fried tofu and put it into his mouth. He bit it gently, feeling the crispy outside and tender inside of the tofu, and the aroma filled the air. After chewing it for a few times, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he nodded repeatedly to show his satisfaction.

"Well, it's really delicious! Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, delicious. Chef Zhang is really an extraordinary cook!" Xu Damao praised. Others also tasted it and praised the dish highly.

"Second Master, you really know how to enjoy life. This fried tofu is not simple at all. It tastes better than this roast chicken. The chef in your family is really something."

As he spoke, Xu Damao picked up another piece of fried tofu and put it into his mouth, chewing it carefully with a satisfied expression on his face.

This thing seems to be addictive.

"Hahaha, that's right. Fried tofu is also very particular. It can't be too old or too tender when frying." Liu Erye replied with a smile, a hint of pride in his eyes. He looked at the man tasting the fried tofu with relish, and a sense of pride surged in his heart.

"And the condiments are also very particular, including braised shrimp oil, fermented tofu juice, chive sauce, and sesame paste. If any of these is missing, the taste will be greatly reduced!"

Uncle Liu continued his introduction, pointing the chopsticks in his hand at the seasoning bowls on the table, explaining their functions one by one.

"Haha, Master Liu really knows how to enjoy himself." The man laughed, his eyes full of admiration. He put down his chopsticks, picked up the wine glass, clinked glasses with Master Liu, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Hey! We ordinary people live our lives just to eat and drink."

Mr. Liu said with emotion, looking away from the dining table and out the window. He thought of the past years, those hard days are gone forever. Now, he can finally live such a comfortable life.

"By the way, Master Liu, my stuff is in the warehouse. I wonder what you are going to use to move it? Do you want to drive a big truck?" The man suddenly remembered the business and turned to ask Master Liu.

"Hehe, how can I get a big truck? But I heard that our own big truck will be released soon, hehe! Then I will definitely get one!"

Master Liu chuckled and said happily.

"Oh, Master, is this true? We produced the car ourselves. This is a great event. But Master, you are really well-informed. You can even find out about this kind of thing."

Xu Damao immediately complimented him, saying, everyone likes to hear flattery.

"What do you mean by well-informed or not? Some business friends in Changchun, Northeast China, told me about this news when they came here. It's not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning."

Liu Erye's words were not worth mentioning, but the smile on his face showed that he was very grateful for Xu Damao's praise.

Xu Damao remembers this piece of history very clearly. This year, with the first Jiefang brand car rolling off the production line, China ended its history of not being able to manufacture its own cars!

"That's fine. Tomorrow night you can send people to drive a few carriages with cash or some gold, fill one carriage and settle the payment for one carriage. What do you think?" Xu Damao suggested.

"That's the best." Mr. Liu nodded in agreement.

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, Xu Damao and Liu Erye ate and chatted, and unknowingly decided on how to make the deal.

"By the way, little brother, didn't you say you knew a lot about antiques? You even did antique trading in the ghost market for a while." Uncle Liu asked as if he suddenly remembered something.

"Yeah, what's wrong?" Xu Damao looked at Liu Erye with some confusion.

"It just so happens that I have collected some things at home. You may want to take a look at them, and help me estimate the price to see if I made a loss or a profit." Uncle Liu said with a smile, a sly look in his eyes.

It turned out that when Mr. Liu Er heard Xu Damao say that he was very knowledgeable about antiques and had traded antiques in the ghost market, he couldn't help but become suspicious.

After all, studying antiques requires experience. You are a greenhorn, less than 20 years old, how much can you know about antiques?

That's why he wanted to take this opportunity to test Xu Damao and see if he really knew the business.