Chapter 131: Doing Something Wrong

Hearing Chu Yunfeng's words, Qin Yun on the side couldn't help but reproach in a low voice: "How did you speak?"

On the contrary, Qian Dongsheng said happily: "It's okay, Chu Xiaoyou is straightforward and straightforward, there is a good saying, it is good to come early and step in coincidentally, it just so happens that we can also enjoy it together, Mr. Qin will not be unwelcome, right?"

"Welcome!" Qin Pufeng hurriedly said.

If you say before, there may be some people who look at the current Qin family, which is a dominant family, and are stuck in some of the Qin family's projects.

Today, as long as the news of Secretary Qian and Commander Fan having dinner at his house spreads, think about it, who else will dare to card their project.

Besides, not all of the three people present had the qualifications to invite them to dinner.

The three of them walked into the villa with Qin Pufeng and the others, and only Jiang Fan stood alone by the car, standing straight and straight.

"Colonel Jiang, let's go in and eat together?" Chu Yunfeng said curiously: "How boring it is to stand here alone." ”

"No, I've already eaten it. Jiang Fan replied meticulously, his body was still so tall.

"Then go in too, it's so hot outside. ”

Chu Yunfeng glanced at Jiang Fan, and then felt that he was a little stupid to say this, and his cultivation was not low, and he had already reached the point where he would not be invaded by cold and heat.

"Thank you Mr. Chu for your kindness, it's not comparable. Jiang Fan seemed to have made up his mind not to enter the villa.

Chu Yunfeng didn't force it, but shrugged his shoulders and returned to the villa.

At this time, Secretary Ren and Commander Fan were already seated.

Uncle Wang, who was still sitting at the dining table, said that he would not sit down at all, and served on the side.

Seeing this table of sumptuous and full dishes, Secretary Qian smiled and said: "Mr. Qin, your table of dishes is not very rich, I'm afraid that people who come twice as many times as many people won't be able to eat it all, the family is rich, but don't waste it so much, right?"

Hearing Secretary Qian's words, Qin Pufeng's face was a little weird, and he said with a slightly wry smile: "Secretary Qian, you don't know, this table of dishes, no more, no less, if the three of you come, there will be more dishes in the kitchen later." ”

"Oh, how do you say that?" Secretary Qian was immediately interested.

Qin Pufeng looked a little helpless and pointed to Chu Yunfeng, who was sitting between Le Jia and Qin Yun at this time, without anyone else who was used to it.

Looking at Qin Pufeng's hand, the three of them were stunned for a moment, and then they also showed wry smiles one after another.

This guy's eating is horrible......

I couldn't see that his mouth was moving, and in just over ten seconds, Chu Yunfeng had already eliminated half a chicken.

"Mr. Qin, I took back the sentence just now, and it seems that it will not be wasted at all. "Money

Dongsheng smiled dumbly, sure enough, Chu Yunfeng, a strange person, not only cultivated to be a mystery, but also had excellent medical skills, and even his meals were completely different from ordinary people, what a strange person......

Together with Liu Sanquan, who was a congenital Great Perfection, his eyes widened, you must know that when they reached this kind of cultivation, the demand for food had reached a very rare point.

Relying solely on innate true qi, you can do a few days and nights without eating, and the demand for food is more when you just start to exercise the body the day after tomorrow, when you need a lot of meat.

But...... Even if that's the case, you won't have to eat so much......

"Lao Wang, go and have someone go to the cellar and bring my most precious bottle of wine. Qin Pufeng suddenly spoke.

Chu Yunfeng, who was concentrating on eating, suddenly raised his head, swallowed the food in his mouth, and said, "Uncle Qin, you are biased, why didn't Secretary Qian and Commander Fan give me a drink for a long time before they came, and they took out your treasured wine as soon as they came." ”

The corners of Qin Pufeng's mouth twitched: "You kid is suitable for white wine, red wine is not suitable for you, I guess you haven't even tasted it after drinking it." ”

Chu Yunfeng smiled, as if agreeing, "That's the same." ”

"Mr. Qin, you don't have to make anything special for a long time, this 00-year-old Patus bottle on this table is already very expensive, if you take out the treasured wine again, I'm afraid it will be 82-year-old Lafite, 90-year-old Romanisconti. ”

While speaking, Secretary Qian shook his head, wanting to stop Qin Pufeng.

It's just that Qin Pufeng hasn't spoken yet, Fan Guoqiang is very curious while tasting the nearly 100,000 bottles of red wine in his hand, and asks curiously: "What kind of wine is the treasured good wine, this Patus is already one of the few good wines I have seen." ”

Qin Pufeng heard Fan Guoqiang's words and smiled slightly: "There is one thing, Secretary Qian still understands very well, and the wine that can be treasured by Qin is naturally the most precious batch in the world." ”

"Could it be the 82-year-old Lafite?" Hearing Qin Pufeng say this, Fan Guoqiang immediately guessed.

"No, no, no, you must know that most of the so-called Lafite of '82 are fake, and even many professional tasters can't identify them, so naturally I don't collect such wines, but my collection is naturally RomanΓ©e Conti of '90. ”

Qin Pufeng was quite proud when he said this, and Uncle Wang also happened to walk up with the bottle of red wine.

"This ...... It's too precious. Secretary Qian smiled bitterly, and it could be seen that he didn't want to drink such expensive wine.

You know, the price of Romani Conti in the nineties is close to two million outside at this time, and a bottle of wine is enough to bankrupt the so-called millionaire......

"Old money, it's just two glasses of wine, it's okay. ”

Fan Guoqiang has a gleam in his eyes, he is a lively old drunkard, he likes white wine and red wine.

But if you come from a military background, you have to be good if you don't drink.

Seeing Secretary Qian's appearance, Qin Pufeng said in a timely manner: "Secretary Qian, just a bottle of wine, good wine is naturally to be shared when you are happy." ”

Hearing him say this, Secretary Qian also secretly glared at Fan Guoqiang, an old friend, and nodded: "It made Mr. Qin break the bank." ”

Uncle Wang was sobering up while listening to the conversation between several people, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

About half an hour later, the food on the table had almost been wiped out, to be precise, it was almost wiped out by Chu Yunfeng alone.

The rest of the people only tasted it a little and then did not continue, and by this time the bottle of Romanisconti of the ninetieth year old had finished decanting.

When Uncle Wang took the wine decanter and began to pour the thick crimson liquid into everyone's wine glasses, Fan Guoqiang couldn't wait.

When Uncle Wang took the decanting dish away, Fan Guoqiang picked up the goblet and took a sip.

Suddenly, there was a look of great enjoyment on his face.