After returning home from work, the mayor made a phone call from the mayor who had obtained the laser weapon and drawings from the Southwest.

"Elder Yang, I bought a batch of good wines when I went back to my hometown this time, but I don't know how good these good wines are, and I need your help to call a few professional wine connoisseurs to help identify them."

The mayor spoke in a homely tone on the other end of the phone after the phone was connected.

They didn't turn on any voice changers or anonymous calling cards, because they knew that these things could only fool them at best, and they were vulnerable in the face of alien high-tech, and it would make people suspicious if they opened these things.

Moreover, he did buy some wine when he went back to his hometown recently, so he said that he would ask Yang Lao to find someone to come over to taste the wine.

Moreover, this Yang Lao still has to send a "wine connoisseur" to use these things, and this "wine connoisseur" will obviously not be regarded as a "wine connoisseur".

"Xiao Li, do you have good wine over there? What makes a good wine? It can't be the vodka on Maozi's side, right? I don't like vodka. Listening to Xiao Li's words, the "Yang Lao" said jokingly.

"It shouldn't be Maozi's vodka, they said that they made good wine from sorghum at home, and they told me where to make wine." The mayor, known as "Xiao Li", said.

"I also had a drink at the restaurant, this is indeed a good wine, but I can't drink how good it is......" Xiao Li once again affirmed the goodness of this wine.

"That's good, I'll come to your house in two days to taste the wine in person—it just so happens that I've been a little addicted to alcohol lately." Hearing "Xiao Li" say that he had already tasted this wine, then Yang Lao thought about coming over to try it himself.

"Old Yang, are you coming over?" Listening to Yang Lao's words, Xiao Li's whole person was excited, and he almost said "Don't come" directly.

After all, it's still uncertain whether the person who sent the laser weapons and drawings is a good guy or a bad guy.

If someone of Elder Yang's level came over and was bumped into, it would be a big loss for them.

"Why aren't you welcome? Don't want me, a bad old man, to spoil your good wine?! Yang Lao listened to Xiao Li's words and said with some anger.

"No, I just thought that Old Yang was old, so I ......" Xiao Li hurriedly explained.

But he was interrupted by Yang Lao in the middle of his words: "It is precisely because of age that I drink more wine, otherwise I may not be able to drink one day." For an old drunkard like me for decades, it is the greatest happiness to be able to die on the wine jar. ”

"Old ...... Yang" Listening to Old Yang's words, Xiao Li didn't know what to say.

"What are you doing in such a low voice? Isn't it just rubbing you with a sip of wine? How do you make it so dead or alive? Feeling Xiao Li's low voice, Yang Lao said jokingly.

"If that wine is really good, it would be good for me to die on that jar."