Although the main building of the artist apartment has been completed, the supporting living and entertainment facilities of the community have not yet been completely completed. Because of this, after some consideration, Yu Jianling decided to postpone the sale of the community.

I know that many artists in the company will take the time to come to the film and television city to shoot here, and they will take the time to come over to look at the real estate, hoping to choose a favorite house. Although the price of apartments in the community is higher than that of staff apartments, the supporting facilities are also different.

It is said that you get what you pay for, and the artists who have seen the house don't think there is anything wrong. Many people even think that the prices here are much cheaper than the prices of the so-called high-end apartments in the city!

In the future, if the TV station and the film company are relocated to the New Taipei District, they really need to buy a house here. Although TV stations or film companies will still build some dormitory buildings in the future, the dormitory buildings are all for employees and new artists.

Those who really start working or take on the drama are quite helpless.

But he still opened the door himself and said, "Old Su, I always feel a little rude when you are like this!"

"No way! Who kept your nobles busy! You artist, who wouldn't want to move to an artist's apartment?

After sending Qiu Shuzhen back to the crew, Xu Zhengdao returned to the mansion in Mid-Levels again under the escort of the bodyguard convoy. Su Yuhang, who learned the news, came to visit the door again in the evening of the same day, and asked Xu Zhengdao not to look for me, so I can only come to you. No one is accompanied to drink tea, and I always feel that the tea is not right. Let's go, boil the water, I'm still waiting for tea!"

In the face of Su Yuhang's urging, Xu Zhengdao didn't say much, and led the boat king, who had helped a lot, to sit under his own grape trellis again. Seeing the leafy grape trellises, Su Yuhang was also quite envious.

He even said several times, "Ah Wu, can you transplant this grape? I don't think the grapes you planted are easy to grow!"

"Su Lao has good eyesight! It's not that I'm stingy, but even if I cut a vine, I guess you won't be able to plant it. If you really like it, you can come and sit here often when you have nothing to do in the future. Even if I'm not at home, my bodyguards won't dare to stop you, right?"

"That won't work! If the host is not at home, how dare the guest trespass?"

It is precisely because Su Yuhang abides by the rules that when he stays in the mansion in the middle of the mountain, Xu Zhengdao is willing to chat with him about tea if he has nothing to do. After just drinking a few cups of tea, Su Yuhang repeated his old trick and said, "Is there any wine? Drink two cups, what's going on?"

Hearing this, Xu Zhengdao was speechless and said, "Old man, are you here to drink tea, or can you rub wine?"

"I brought the tea, and I'm done drinking it now. Shouldn't you treat me to a glass of wine in return? It's called an exchange of gifts!"

"Gotcha! You are the king of ships and an elder, I can't afford to mess with you. It's just that you're sure that Brother Wen Ding won't trouble me later?"

"He dares! I'm still in charge now! I'll have two drinks, what's up!"

The deceased ship king is now accompanied by his son and daughter-in-law at home. As for the daughters, they are naturally married a long time ago. Thankfully, there is no more than one grandchild of the ship king, which is also very comforting to him.

In his own words, this may be the only place for his son to fight for him!

To Su Yuhang's surprise, Xu Zhengdao, who turned around and went into the room to get wine, directly brought him a familiar bottle of bottled medicinal wine, and even carried a quaint wine gourd. This made Su Yuhang curious, what kind of wine is in this gourd?

As a result, Xu Zhengdao also said directly: "Old man, this bottle of wine is a New Year's gift from me, just save some drink for yourself." Don't blame me for being stingy with the wine in this gourd, I can only let you drink one cup, and there is really no more."

"What's good wine? Can you kid be so calculating?"

"Alas, in order to beg for this gourd wine, I was almost beaten this year, do you think it is precious?"

"Ouch! Does anyone else dare to clean you up? Then I really want to taste this wine!"

As Xu Zhengdao unscrewed the wine stopper and shook the gourd gently, a rich fruity aroma instantly made Su Yuhang swallow his saliva. When the wine is poured into the glass, the fruity aroma instantly becomes more intense.

But looking at the wine in the glass, Su Yuhang frowned and said, "This wine smells fruity? But the color of the wine is the same as amber, a bit like the rice wine of the south? But I've drunk rice wine, and it's not like this taste. Boy, what kind of wine is this?"

"This wine is not to be spoken, only to be understood, not to be spoken. By the way, if you drink this wine, don't tell Guan Lao and He Lao. This gourd wine is my annual amount. Let someone else have an extra drink, and I will feel sorry for a long time."

"Really? The wine that can make you so stingy as a kid is certainly not ordinary wine, wait for me to taste it."

Picked up a wine glass that was less than one or two, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it, the rich fruity aroma made Su Yuhang intoxicated. Although the color of the wine is not transparent, the aroma of the wine is very strong, and it should be some kind of rare medicinal wine.

After dealing with Xu Zhengdao for so long, Su Yuhang also knew that this kid had good things in his hands, and he was afraid that he was no less than that little miracle doctor. Because of this, he likes to come over for a glass of wine when he has nothing to do.

Even if he feels ashamed sometimes, but after many times, he feels that it doesn't matter. To live to his age, he really wants nothing more than to live a few more years. And Xu Zhengdao's good things, he is very greedy for everything!

Taking a sip gently, feeling the soft but bursting fruity aroma of the wine, Su Yuhang's expression instantly became comfortable. When the wine entered the throat, there was no coldness of medicinal wine, but a warm current rushed into the stomach.

"Good wine! This is the real peerless wine! Boy, what kind of wine is this?"

"Old man, have you forgotten what I just said? This wine can only be understood, not spoken. Don't look at your old and rich rival country, it is also your chance to drink this wine once in this life. If I usually come to the door, I will definitely keep this wine secret."

"Really? It seems that my old man is also a blessed man! Okay, then I'll thank you!"

After thanking him, Su Yuhang divided the wine in the cup three times, and then drank it into his stomach. Even if there was any wine left in the glass, he didn't dislike it at all, poured a little cold boiled water to wash it, and drank it again.

After putting down the wine glass, even though he knew that he couldn't be greedy, his eyes were still staring at the wine gourd that Xu Zhengdao put beside him, and he sighed with emotion: "For this wine, it's worth taking a beating. I'm afraid this wine is not simple, right?"

"It's better than the medicinal wine you drink all the time. Even if that kid doesn't say something nice and get something good in exchange for something good every year, he won't want to take a glass of this wine from me. The next time you see him, don't tell him, it's not hard for him to blame me to death."

"You're talking about the little miracle doctor?"

"Hmm! I have the good things he needs, and he has the good things I need. So, let's trade fairly!"

The meaning of this is also to tell Su Yuhang that this kind of really good thing cannot be bought with money. Besides, whether it is Xu Zhengdao in front of him or the little miracle doctor who regards money as dung, it seems that he is not the master who is short of money.

Because of this, Su Yuhang, who was carrying the medicine and wine home, seemed to be a little unsatisfied. But he knew in his heart that it was indeed his luck to be able to rub on a glass of wine that he would never forget.

How could a fine wine that even the little doctor cared about so much be an ordinary wine? The question is, what kind of wine is this?

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