Chapter 48

A group of people who are at odds with each other talk and laugh and go to the second floor. Cheng Deqing hosts a banquet for everyone. On the huge round table, there are all kinds of classic Cantonese cuisine.

In the middle is a peacock screen. In the middle of the plate stands a lifelike peacock. It is not only carved from any raw material, but also has bright colors. The spread tail is made of fish fillets, which is full of color and fragrance.

Other favorite dishes, such as fried eggplant, emerald shrimp, pineapple and ancient meat, are representative of Cantonese cuisine.

During the dinner, someone specially poured wine, bottles of different colors. Cheng Deqing said with a smile: "I also offer flowers to Buddha today. Maotai was brought by Yuzhou and gongjiu was brought by Qi Cheng. You can choose what you like to drink."

Qi Cheng said with a smile, "the wine Mr. LAN brought must be good. I can't miss it."

Naturally, Song Yuan was just like him. The servant poured a cup of Maotai for each of them.

LAN Yuzhou said with a smile, "I haven't drunk gongjiu for some years. It happens that I'm addicted to gongjiu today."

The servant stood beside him and poured him a glass of gujinggong wine.

Both Lin Qi and Lin Yang chose Maotai. When the servant with the tray came to Song Xi and George Sheng and asked in a low voice, Song Xi said, "do you have any tea?"

The servant gave a little meal, then nodded and said, "yes."

At this time, Cheng Deqing looks on Song Xi's face and asks, "can't Xiao Xi drink a bar?"

Song Xi looked at Cheng Deqing's wine glass and said politely and warmly, "grandfather Cheng, I don't want to ruin your happiness, but my occupational disease can't help bothering you. You just left hospital soon, you need to drink less wine. I can't help but drink tea. I'll accompany you."

Cheng Deqing seemed to think of something and told others, "by the way, cook Biluochun that Xiaoxi sent me."

The servant nodded. Cheng Deqing turned to Song Xi and said with a smile, "you're a doctor, I'm a patient. I have to listen to the doctor. I'll drink less today. You'll drink tea with me later."

Song Xi bent his eyes to answer the call. Georges Sheng, who was sitting beside her, also said with a smile, "you all drink tea, so I'll have tea, too."

Qi Cheng and LAN Yuzhou give each other face. Lin Qi and Lin Yang just stand in LAN Yuzhou. George Sheng and Song Xi are left here. They don't choose any wine and drink tea instead.

There is not a fool on the table, which makes it even more clear to everyone. Georges Sheng... No one is willing to stand. He wants to play alone.

As for Song Xi, she dares to be Cheng Deqing's "prick", which most people dare not think about.

Song Yuan Yu Guang catches a glimpse of Qi Cheng's dark face. She glances at Song Xi without any trace. From childhood to adulthood, she hates Song Xi's arrogance most, as if she doesn't pay attention to anyone or anything. She can say what she wants and do what she wants. For Song Xi, it's just like thinking or not. But for song yuan, she has to ponder over it for a long time, In the end, I may not have the courage.

Well, Song Yuan is jealous of Song Xi. Why can Song Xi do whatever she wants? Didn't you find a good father just because you could be reincarnated? If I was born with such good conditions, I would not be so difficult the day after tomorrow.

Cheng Deqing is holding a wine cup. In the cup is the 80 year old Maotai from LAN Yuzhou. He raises his glass to everyone. The rest of the people take up the cups at hand, but the things in the cups are different. There are Maotai, gongjiu and tea.

After the first drink, Cheng Deqing asked someone to pour him another cup of tribute wine. When everyone was in the middle of the conversation, Cheng Deqing raised his glass again, thanking everyone for coming all the way from the night city to Yizhou to see him.

After two glasses of wine, he gave LAN Yuzhou face and Qi Cheng face. Finally, he asked his servant to change his tea cup and pour a cup of Biluochun. After a sip, he said, "good tea."

George Sheng said: "I know that Mr. Cheng likes to drink. Originally, I also prepared wine. Xier was not happy when she saw it. She said that you should drink less now. Drinking tea is better than drinking. No, the wine has been confiscated. It's out of place for others to give her wine."

Cheng Deqing replied with a smile: "Xiaoxi is careful, and she is a doctor again. If she wants to, my family doctor won't let me drink. I can't help it."

Song Ximei's eyes are smart, looking forward to life, said: "I have Zhisheng with you to drink tea, you are not alone, nor so greedy wine, but we make sacrifices for you."

Cheng Deqing laughs and raises the teacup to Song Xi. Song Xi holds the cup in both hands and takes a sip.

She is not a regular tea drinker, but she can tell from her taste that this is an excellent Biluochun. The price of two small boxes will never be cheaper than that of Maotai from LAN Yuzhou and gongjiu from Qi Cheng.

The other people on the table look the same, but they have different ideas. Georges Sheng makes it clear that he wants to play a single game. With Song Xi's help, he sees Cheng Deqing's meal come down, and the wine is not touched again. He is drinking tea all the time. Everyone is more and more uneasy. He doesn't know how Cheng Deqing will decide in the end.

After dinner, it's less than eight o'clock. Cheng Deqing asked everyone to see the opera. Song Xi knew that the courtyard was full of wealth with closed doors. He moved to other small buildings. It was a place for people to listen to the opera. In front of the theater, there were comfortable leather sofas.

As soon as they were seated, someone served a fruit plate drink.

To song Xiliao's slight surprise, the repertoire was not prepared long ago. Cheng Deqing asked people to order Beijing opera, Yue opera, Bangzi, anything.

Lin Qi's lack of interest in this process, nests in Lin Yang's side, does not express opinions.

Lin Yang is a young man. He is young. He laughs and listens to others.

After a round of humility, the first tune is Peking Opera, the most famous one, the drunken concubine.

Cheng Deqing takes the lead in clapping his hands. Song xiyuguang catches a glimpse of Lin Yang's shoulder and wakes her up. They clap together.

Few young people can calm down to enjoy the quyi culture. Song Xi is also bored, but he has to play with a spirit of 120000. After all, Cheng Deqing is still happy to see it. He always follows the rhythm with his fingers and hums twice when he rises.

The second play was ordered by Georges Sheng. He said, "when you come to Ezhou, it's always a shame not to listen to Cantonese opera."

Cheng Deqing said with a smile, "Cantonese Opera is good. I've come to Yangzhou these years, and I gradually like Cantonese opera. Which one do you want to hear?"

George Sheng asked Song Xi, "what do you want to hear?"

Song Xi's eyes on George Sheng, outsiders see him as a gentle gentleman, but she clearly see the throwing pot in his eyes.

Ah, can't it be that you can't report the repertoire?

Song Xi pretends to be entangled and hesitant, but in fact he is trying to delay as much as possible.

Sitting on the right-hand sofa, Song Yuan said with a smile: "Xiaoxi is always busy in the hospital, so she doesn't pay attention to these, does she?"