July 30th, Thursday, noon.
Long County, Yuelu Avenue, Chen Mansion, in the Mongolian yurt private dining room!
The cabinet air conditioner blew the windblock with a creaking noise, while the native chicken, pig stomach, and pork intestines in the pot were turning up and down in the boiling broth.
A faint blue smoke filled the air, and the aroma was pervasive.
Lu Cheng enthusiastically poured the specially bought Mao wine, then bent down to serve it to Chen Song and Tong Yuan'an: "Teacher Tong, Teacher Chen, today you two must enjoy yourselves. Although there are only two bottles of this wine, our hometown's specialty of wine spirits is more than enough."
The two bottles of Mao wine cost Lu Cheng over 5,000 yuan, which was too costly for more.
"It's enough, it's enough, this is already quite enjoyable… This should be authentic native chicken, otherwise, it couldn't stew out this aroma." Tong Yuan'an's round face looked quite honest and friendly, with chubby fingers.
