"Hey, what are you saying about Mr. Zhu Hou and not Mr. Zhu Hou? Brother Liu Song, you are out of sight now, aren't you?

You can just call me Brother Zhu, or Lao Zhu.

I'm not used to the title Zhu Houye."

Liu Song hesitated for a moment, then nodded with a slight smile.

"Okay, Brother Zhu, then I would be rude."

"Hahaha, not rude, not rude at all, just call it that."

"Brother Zhu, are you trying to catch me?"

Zhu Run turned to Young Master Liu and lifted off his fox fur cloak.

"Hahaha, big brother, look at what's on my little brother's waist."

When Liu Mingzhi heard this, he subconsciously looked at Zhu Run's waist.

When Mr. Liu saw what was on Zhu Run's waist, his expression was startled.

I saw six wine bags of the same size hanging on the jade belt around Zhu Run's waist.

Zhu Run looked at Young Master Liu's astonished expression, laughed and touched the inside of the cuffs on both sides.

In the blink of an eye, Zhu Run handed two large paper packages to Liu Mingzhi.

One of the paper bags was actually slightly steaming.

"Brother, the lotus leaf chicken from Zhao's old shop on Zhuque Street, and the sauced donkey meat from Lu's old shop on Xuanwu Street.

In my little brother's arms, there are still two big bags full of fried peanuts that your brothers and sisters personally prepared for our brothers.

How about it, these snacks are okay."

Liu Mingzhi put away his gaze, smiled lightly, pointed at Zhu Run and tapped it a few times.

"Hehehe, you guy.

There is no reason why you should prepare your own food and drinks when visiting your home.

Why, are you afraid that this young master can’t take care of the food?”

Zhu Run stuffed the two paper packets in his hand into Young Master Liu's hand, and then happily took out two more paper packets from his arms.

"Brother, this is wrong.

My little brother didn’t come to see you as a guest, but he came to have a drink with you.

In a word, drink or not."

Liu Mingzhi raised the two paper bags and sniffed them deeply, then gestured to the bench by the lake.

"Let's go and drink by the lake."

Zhu Run immediately turned away and gestured to Young Master Liu, Gu Mo Rongrong and his wife with a smile on his face.

"Brother, sister-in-law Rongrong, please."

"Together, together."

Soon.

Liu Mingzhi, Zhu Run and others rushed to the bench by the lake.

Liu Mingzhi placed the two paper bags in his hands on the bench, casually picked up his clothes and stuffed them around his waist, and then looked at Zhu Run pretending to be unhappy.

"Zhu Run."

"Brother?"

Mr. Liu sat carelessly on the bench, skillfully unpacking the paper package in front of him.

"You guys, you figured that your eldest brother would come to me for a drink after I had breakfast, right?

Master, if I know that you are coming to me for a drink again, I will save myself a breakfast.

Now, you have prepared so many sumptuous food and drinks. How much food can I eat from you, Master?

You idiot, you must have figured it out."

Zhu Run untied each wine bag and placed it on the bench, then sat opposite Young Master Liu with an aggrieved look on his face.

"Brother, little brother, I was wronged, I was really wronged.

It’s not that I deliberately waited for you to have a drink with you after you had breakfast. I really can’t do anything about it.

We brothers have drank so much before, and you also know when the old Zhao's store selling lotus leaf chicken will open.

Brother, I went out early in the morning, but Zhao's old store is not open. What can I do?

Brother, in order to let you have a meal of lotus leaf chicken, I waited outside the Zhao family’s old store for a full hour and a half.

Brother, that's not one moment, two moments, or half an hour.

Rather, it was a full hour and a half!

After waiting for so long in this kind of weather, it’s easy for me, little brother.”

Young Master Liu cheerfully picked up a wine bag and handed it directly towards Liu Song.

"Liu Song, sit down and have a drink together."

Liu Song subconsciously pushed his palm: "Master, I..."

"Zhu Run is not an outsider, he doesn't have so many rules.

Sit down and have a drink with Brother Zhu Run and me."

"Okay, thank you young master."

Liu Song took the wine bag and sat down next to Zhu Run.

Liu Mingzhi picked up another wine bag and gestured to Gumo Rongrong with a faint smile.

"Rongrong, do you want something to drink?"

Gumo Rongrong is a woman from the Western Region, so her drinking capacity is naturally not that bad.

She looked at the wine bag that her husband handed to her, and her white and tender neck slid uncontrollably.

"Husband, concubine, concubine."

Liu Mingzhi looked at the beautiful lady's move, but looked a little embarrassed, and happily put the wine bag into her hand.

"Come on, have a drink if you want."

"Yeah, thank you, husband."

Young Master Liu picked up a wine bag again, removed the wine cork, smiled lightly and gestured to Zhu Run.

"Zhu Run, Rongrong, Liu Song, there are no wine glasses here, let's drink as we like."

"Brother, I respect you."

"I respect my husband."

"Master, I respect you."

Liu Mingzhi nodded slightly, raised the wine bag and took a long sip.

“Phew—good wine, really good wine.

Zhu Run, how many years has this bamboo leaf green been stored in the cellar?"

Zhu Run wiped the drink from the corner of his mouth with his fingers and immediately gave Young Master Liu a thumbs up.

"The eldest brother is indeed a good drinker. He immediately drank the wine that the younger brother brought.

Big brother, these two jars of bamboo leaf green have been stored in the cellar for about thirty years, and they were specially prepared for you, big brother."

Liu Mingzhi raised his head and drank a few more gulps of wine.

"Good wine, good wine! Good brother, you have a heart."

"It should, it should.

Brother, let's not just focus on drinking. Please try the taste of this lotus leaf chicken.

When we used to drink together, your favorite dish to eat with wine was this lotus leaf chicken."

Liu Mingzhi looked down at the lotus leaf chicken in front of him, stretched out his hand and gently fanned his face a few times.

"Well, the color and fragrance are all good, and it still tastes the same as before."

"Brother, as long as you are satisfied with it, try it quickly. It won't taste good when it's cold."

Liu Mingzhi reached out and pulled off a chicken leg, then handed it to the beauty next to him with a faint smile.

"Rong Rong, come and try a chicken leg."

Gumo Rongrong shook her head with a depressed look and reached out to push her husband's wrist back.

"Husband, you should eat it yourself.
Chapter completed!