"Comrade, where did you buy this wine? It's great wine, it has the taste of the He Family Wine from back then, it's just a bit young."
Niu Sanxian, like his father Niu Wuwei, had a great love for drinking, especially for He Family Wine, it's just that it had been over a decade since he last had a taste. Hearing that the He Family had been brought to ruin by others, father and son both lamented that they would never again enjoy good wine, yet today he unexpectedly encountered He Family Wine again. Could it be that the He Family people haven't all died out?
He Xuewen couldn't help but view the plain-looking fat chef before him with new respect; discerning the quality of wine like this is not something any ordinary person could do. Furthermore, considering his culinary skills that could rival those of famous chefs, it seemed that this fat chef was no ordinary person. Who knew this small town was actually a place where hidden dragons and crouching tigers lay.
