Robbery

  Watching Zhang Jin's nimble hands flipping and roasting various ingredients on the barbecue net, sniffing the aroma that rose in waves, Xiao Fei and Wei Feng couldn't help but swallow their saliva repeatedly. Although they had eaten a lot at noon, after digesting for an afternoon and playing by the sea earlier, they had already digested everything. Moreover, it was already past eight o'clock, which should have been past dinner time even on normal days. And Zhang Jin's seasoning was really too fragrant, too tempting to their taste buds.

  Finally, when Zhang Jin opened his mouth and said: "The pig intestines are done, you can start eating..." the two pairs of starving ghosts-like people simultaneously stretched out the food tongs they had been holding in their hands, eager to try them. It was as if they were afraid that if they slowed down for a second, there would be nothing left to eat. Mu Xinyan and Lan Feifei were no exception. I guess these two ladies were not only because they were really hungry, but also because they thought 'since we've already lost face twice over dinner, there's no need to pretend to be elegant', and thirdly, Zhang Jin's master-level barbecue skills were just too tempting, too fragrant, so they didn't care about their image.

  Watching the four people move in unison, as various ingredients were cooked one after another, pork, beef, mutton, raw oysters, scallops and abalone were devoured without any intention of stopping. Zhang Jin smiled and picked up his cup to take a sip of the wine inside, "What's wrong with you guys? Are you planning to eat from start to finish without even tasting the fine wine that your boss carefully brewed?"

  After Zhang Jin's reminder, the four of them suddenly remembered the fine wine at lunchtime. They put down what they were holding and picked up their wine cups.

  Four people lifted their cups and took a big sip, and a sour and sweet flavor spread out from the wine. The way the flavor spread was not like the explosive expansion of white wine, but rather like a lit incense stick, wafting gently. Although it was gentle, it had an incredible penetrating power, as if it instantly made every pore on their bodies emit that sweet fragrance. When the four people, who were conquered by the flavor, looked at the cups in their hands with a drunken expression, they were once again conquered by the visual. The beautiful wine in the cup showed off its enchanting emerald green color under the light that Zhang Jing had deliberately pulled up for dinner. As the cup was gently shaken, layers of soft ripples appeared on the surface of the wine, like a beautiful satin ribbon blown by the wind.

  This feeling is completely different from the Huangjiu at noon. The Huangjiu at noon has a mellow aroma and gives people a warm feeling without being too dry. In contrast, the evening wine is sweet and gives people a dreamy feeling as if they are falling into a fantasy world. Although the alcohol content remains low, just one sip of its flavor, mouthfeel, and beautiful color is enough to make people feel intoxicated.

  "Is this fruit wine?" After a while, Xiao Fei, who was the first to wake up from his confusion, asked in surprise.

  As soon as a mouthful of wine went down, his eyes became misty and his gaze was slightly dazed. Later, Zhang Jin's vanity was greatly satisfied. The expressions of the four were the highest praise for their own master-level brewing skills.

  "Of course it's fruit wine! Having seafood and river fish for lunch, Huangjiu is the best match. But when having barbecue...the best match is still fruit wine." Zhang Jin explained.

  "Is this also brewed by you?" Mu Xiner asked curiously.

  Zhang Jin put on an air of a transcendent being, nodding proudly "Of course. Tonight's fruit wine and noon's yellow wine can be said to be a pair. The yellow wine at noon is called 'Wen Xiang', with a mellow flavor, can strengthen the muscles and bones, and warm the intestines and stomach. And this fruit wine is called 'Rou Yu'! Soft and smooth on the palate, with a color like jadeite, can dispel fire and has very good beauty effects.

  Zhang Jin's dignified appearance earned him the disdain of his two brothers and the admiration of the two women.

  After putting on the big tail wolf, Zhang Jin immediately took off the 'mask' that was dressed as an immortal, revealing a smug little face: "How is it? Doesn't it taste good?"

  Four people nodded desperately.

  "When you leave tomorrow, I'll send two jars with you?" Zhang Jin said with a smile, writing out a check.

  The four of them nodded even more vigorously, especially the two ladies, whose eyes turned green as if they were wolves who had finally seen meat after ten years of vegetarianism. For these ladies, the taste of this fruit wine was even more to their liking than the Huangjiu at noon. And since Zhang Jin said that this wine also had beauty benefits, for women, the importance of beauty could even surpass health. So it's no wonder that the two ladies looked like this.

  This day Zhang Jin's vanity was greatly satisfied, but by tomorrow, when the bill came, it would be his turn to have a headache.

  The next day, because everyone was eating and drinking on the rooftop of Zhang Jin's small building until very late the night before. Except for Zhang Jin getting up as usual the next day to read books and practice "Wuqinxi", feeding chickens and fish, the four guests did not get up until the sun was high in the sky.

  After enjoying a breakfast of porridge and small dishes made by Zhang Jin himself, it was already afternoon. Due to the poor road conditions in the mountains, driving at night is even more dangerous, so the four people who were reluctant to leave finally set off on their return journey.

  Just as Zhang Jin was about to wave goodbye after sending the four people into the car, Xiao Fei, who was sitting in the driver's seat, had just started the engine and suddenly showed a thoughtful expression. Then he looked enlightened and put down the handbrake, getting out of the already-started car.

  Zhang Jin's mind was preoccupied with other thoughts when Xiao Fei suddenly made a move, and he asked curiously: "What's wrong? Why did you come down again?"

  Xiao Fei walked one step forward in front of Zhang Jin and stopped, his right hand palm up, handing it to Zhang Jin's face, saying: "Wine! The boss promised, don't think about welching on the deal!"

  Xiao Fei's words reminded Wei Feng, who always felt like he had forgotten something. This guy also jumped off the car and shouted: "Right, if Third Brother hadn't mentioned it, I almost forgot. If we were to be fooled by Boss like this, I would have lost big time."

  The two brothers' behavior made Zhang Jin cry and laugh: "Am I, the eldest brother, this kind of person? Have you all forgotten that I'm also a man who appreciates beauty? Isn't it just about Wen Xiang and Ruan Yu, one person with two titles? Do I have to be taken advantage of? Alright, wait for me, I'll go get them for you."

  "Are you still going to run back and forth for the Eight Immortals' wine? Forget it, I'll help you get it." Xiao Fei said with his mouth, following Zhang Jin's back as they walked. Wei Feng also nodded repeatedly and followed behind the two of them, heading towards the small building together.

  Zhang Jin dug a cellar with good waterproofing on the east side of the front yard when building the small building, and now this not-so-small cellar has become Zhang Jin's wine cellar.

  As the three brothers walked down the concrete stairs into the cellar, Zhang Jin had just fumbled to turn on the light in the cellar. Wei Feng and Xiao Fei simultaneously took a cold breath. In one corner of the nearly 100-square-meter cellar, dozens of black ceramic jars, about half a meter high, were neatly stacked. Thinking of the fragrance of the Huangjiu wine named "Wen Xiang" at noon yesterday, thinking of the sweetness of the fruit wine named "Rou Yu" last night, both of them felt that their saliva seemed to be in danger of overflowing from their mouths.

  Xiao Fei's face was flushed, his hands were rubbing together, and he had a flattering smile on his face: "Boss, look at how much you've brewed, can't you, hehe...can't you increase the quantity a bit? Four jars seem a bit less."

  When Wei Feng heard Xiao Fei's proposal, he naturally supported it strongly. "Exactly, exactly, you can't drink so much by yourself. As a brother, I must help you share the burden. Otherwise, the number of jars remains the same. But I want those few jars over there!"

  Weifeng refers to the six or seven pots placed scattered at the entrance. These pots are different from the more than 100 black ceramic pots that can only hold twenty kilograms of wine and are placed in the corner of the opposite wall. These pots are more than half a meter high, if used to hold wine, such a pot would have at least one hundred and twenty or thirty kilograms.

  Regarding Wei Feng's shamelessness, Zhang Jin was so angry that he kicked him in the butt and said, "You're not greedy at all! You didn't even think about it. Even if I let you move such a large jar away, how could you fit it in just one Land Rover? Moreover, what's inside isn't wine, but my pickled dishes, which are the ones you had with your congee at noon."

  Zhang Jin's kick was not painful or itchy, and Wei Feng didn't think much of it. But when Zhang Jin mentioned that the pickled vegetables in this jar were the side dish for lunchtime porridge, his eyes lit up again: "Boss, can you also send some of these pickled vegetables to your brother?"

  To say that Zhang Jin, this master-level chef, is not simple at all, even his pickled vegetables are top-notch. The pickled cabbage not only perfectly preserves the freshness and crunch of the original vegetable but also has a special savory flavor after being pickled. This savory flavor combines with the original fresh scent of the cabbage to create a unique taste that is very appetizing. In short, the flavor of Zhang's pickled vegetables, which is fragrant, crunchy, and smooth, is absolutely the best among all the pickled vegetables that Wei Feng and Xiao Fei have ever had.

  For the two brothers' shameless and forceful behavior, Zhang Jin was also powerless to resist. In the end, under their alternating attacks, he could only laugh and nod his head: "I think you two are just like devils entering a village, taking whatever you see. I have six kinds of pickled vegetables here, which one do you want?"

  "Everything!" Old Three and Old Four said as they asked for things. The tacit understanding between them was absolutely at the level of close brothers, and even twin brothers.

  Zhang Jin rolled his eyes and said in a bad mood: "Fine, I'll go into the house to find some small jars for you. You're even more shameless than Huang Shiren and Zhou Bapi. I should also give you a calligraphy - 'Heaven is three feet high'."

  As he spoke, Zhang Jin turned his head and walked out of this underground wine cellar.

  When Zhang Jin brought back the two strings of six jars tied with grass rope to the wine cellar, he saw that Xiao Fei and Wei Feng had already arranged six jars in front of each of them. Seeing Zhang Jin walking back, Xiao Fei greeted him saying: "Boss, we'll take two more jars than previously agreed upon, six jars per person is fine. You have so many here, it won't make a difference if you're short three or five jars?"

  Zhang Jin thoroughly admired the two brothers' shamelessness, "Three jars of Huang wine and three jars of fruit wine per person is no problem. First put these three jars back where they were originally placed." Zhang Jin said after sizing up the six jars of wine.

  "Why?"

  "Because these three jars are neither 'Wen Xiang' nor 'Rou Yu.'" Zhang Jin said, pointing to one of the three jars, "This is rice wine. I've named it 'Jia Ren'. The other two jars, one is corn wine and the other is barley wine, both are white wines. Corn wine is very strong, I've named it 'Ming Jiang'. Barley wine is slightly milder, but its flavor is long-lasting, I've named it 'Liang Xiang'."

  "These I also want" The two guys chimed in unison. They sincerely admired Lao Da's brewing skills and were confident that the rice wine and white wine would not be bad either.

  "Rice wine is fine, but white wine won't do. This white wine needs to be aged for at least a year here, and if the time isn't enough, the taste will be terrible. I don't want to ruin my reputation."

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  Finally, Zhang Jin's two brothers, who had been scraping the bottom of the barrel, left with a car trunk full of jars "looted" from Zhang Jin's wine cellar. They were still regretful about not getting any famous wines like "Ming Jiang", "Liang Xiang", "Guo Shi" or "Ci Ke". Just as the car was starting to move, Xiao Fei stuck his head out of the window again and reminded them: "Boss, when your 'public wine' is ready, don't forget to remind us!"

  Because baijiu is usually a man's favorite, and the nearly ten types of baijiu brewed by Zhang Jin are all named with masculine identities, which are completely different from the soft and sweet names of huangjiu and fruit wine such as 'Wen Xiang' and 'Rou Yu'. So these two brothers divided the wines brewed by Zhang Jin into male and female categories. Of course, 'Wen Xiang' and 'Rou Yu' are feminine, while baijiu's 'Cike' and 'Ming Jiang' are naturally masculine!