Lin Nanyan seemed not to notice the way his eyes were spitting fire, and slowly filled the old handsome glass with wine.
"Old Marshal, you have a drink. This is the kind of wine that burns knives. It's very strong."
The old commander saw that Jiang Fan was in a good mood, so he picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp.
"Oh! You are so old and strong, you have such a strong drinking capacity." Lin Nanyan clapped her hands and said in surprise.
The old handsome laughed loudly: "You are such a weird girl, I like it. Don't be so handsome. From now on, you will be called grandpa. I am worthy of it at my age."
Jiang Fan was slightly startled. The purpose of bringing Lin Nanyan here was just to liven up the atmosphere. He didn't expect that this girl would be deeply liked by the handsome man.
Lin Nanyan was not polite, and immediately called Grandpa Meng twice sweetly, and also wanted to perform a sword dance for him.
Meng Laoshuai has been a martial artist all his life and has no interest in those singing and dancing, but the sword dance is different. He immediately clapped his hands and agreed.
It should be said that Lin Nanyan's sword dance is truly outstanding. She is inherently beautiful, and her green waist is even more famous for her bliss. This figure coupled with the sword dance is really pleasing to the eye.
Moreover, Lin Nanyan's sword dance is not just a show. She incorporates the sword skills from Taihua's true inheritance into the sword dance, making it even more extraordinary.
Meng Laoshuai couldn't help but admire her: "This girl is so handsome and has great skills."
Although he has seen it many times, Jiang Fan still can't help but praise: "It starts like thunder to absorb the anger, and ends up like the river and sea condensing clear light. It is really extraordinary that a woman can dance the sword to such a state."
Meng Laoshuai suddenly leaned forward and said: "Boy, you are quite lucky."
Jiang Fan scratched his head in embarrassment: "Old man, don't make trouble, I treat him like a sister."
"Old man?" Meng Ao was stunned and then said: "Okay, I like him and he is kind. Let's call him that. But, do you treat him like a sister? I don't think this girl means that..."
Jiang Fan quickly said: "Old man, drink and drink, don't talk about this."
Just when Mr. Jiang was in embarrassment, the sword dance ended. Before the two of them had time to cheer, a rich man's voice suddenly said loudly: "Okay! What a heroic sword dance!"
The three of them were stunned, and turned around to see a young armored general standing at the entrance of the courtyard, applauding.
Jiang Fan knew Meng Tian, the eldest grandson of Commander Meng and the current general of Zhendong. I just don’t know why the General Zhendong is in Yangdu when he is not in Eastern Xinjiang, but I guess he has something to do with the army.
Meng Laoshuai waved: "Come on, dear grandson, come over and have a drink."
Montaigne strode forward, bowed and clasped his fists: "I have met the prince."
Jiang Fan stood up quickly: "No, no, I just agreed with the old man that you can't be polite at home, and General Meng shouldn't do this either."
"Old man?" Montaigne was stunned for a moment.
Meng Laoshuai said: "This title sounds so close. Don't sit tight all day. Come, sit down. Have a drink with Grandpa and Mr. Jiang."
Montaigne responded and took his seat.
Lin Nanyan quickly came over to pour wine.
Montaigne looked up at the woman in green and praised again: "This girl is so handsome, she is the best sword dancer in the world!"
Jiang Fan smiled and said: "Brother Meng, please don't praise her. If you don't praise her, you will go to heaven."
"Hmph!" Lin Nanyan rolled her eyes at him and deliberately filled his wine bowl so full that he couldn't pick it up.
Both Lao Shuai and Montaigne couldn't help laughing.
However, Montaigne still picked up the wine and said: "Your Majesty, you must never call me my brother, my general. Just call me Montaigne. I respect you, Your Majesty."
Jiang Fan said: "We have agreed that home is home. From now on, I will call you Brother Meng, and you can just call me Brother Jiang. Otherwise, drinking this wine will be boring."
The old handsome man immediately responded: "That's it, I like your free and easy spirit!"
Montaigne had no choice but to agree: "Na Jiang...brother, Montaigne proposes a toast to you."
Jiang Fan picked up the bowl and laughed: "Okay, done!"
After that, he drank it up happily.
Montaigne was naturally very happy to see his generosity, and poured the whole bowl of wine into it as soon as he raised his head.
That's right, it poured in. Like pouring into a wine jar.
Jiang Fan couldn't help but laugh. Meng Yi drank like this. The two brothers really came out of the same mold.
Lin Nanyan looked at Jiang Fan with disdain: "Sir, you spilled 30% of the wine when you brought it, and another 30% leaked along the mouth. You drank up to 40% of this bowl of wine. How can you be like Brother Meng, who never leaks a drop of wine? This He is a real man."
Montaigne was a young man in his mid-twenties, and when he was praised like this by a beautiful woman, his face suddenly turned red.
"You have to drink as a penalty!" Lin Nanyan raised the wine jar and refilled it for him.
Meng Laoshuai also laughed and said: "Yes, Mr. Jiang, last time we had a banquet between the North and the South at your house, you were so angry with me, saying that I was not satisfied with drinking, cheating, and cheating. Now it's your turn, and you can't explain it." Bar."
Jiang Fan had no choice but to have another bowl with a grimace. This was Shaodaozi Liquor Head. Two bowls in a row made his handsome face look like a ripe shrimp.
Naturally, it provoked another burst of ridicule.
Lin Nanyan's service in this game was excellent, and the bowl was never empty. The meat is also divided very well, and you can fill the plates in front of three people with meat at any time.
Jiang Fan has nothing to do with the old coach, but Montaigne is a bit submissive and embarrassed. Jiang Fan laughed at him. It is said that this Montaigne has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a passionate and masculine man, but he is a little timid in front of women.
Mengtian had no choice but to quickly change the subject, praised the Qin Hengdao, and strongly requested that it be served to the Meng family army first, for which he offered three bowls in a row.
After joking for a while, Meng Laoshuai coughed and said with a hint of dissatisfaction: "Boy Jiang, you are not a kind person."
Jiang Fan scratched his head and thought for a moment: "Old man, are you talking about the wine?"
Meng Laoshuai snorted and said: "I heard that the wine you and I made together will be tasted by Xu Fun first."
Jiang Fan laughed and said: "This matter, isn't this something that we need to publicize in the future? How can I forget you? I brought two bottles of test product, and you should try it too."
Lin Nanyan immediately took out two bottles of red wine. Naturally, the exquisite glass bottle and the bright red and clear wine aroused another wave of admiration.
Following Jiang Fan's method, the two of them praised it repeatedly after tasting it.
"Yes, this wine is sweet and rich, with a rich aroma and endless aftertaste. Except that it is not strong enough, it can definitely be called the best in the world." Montaigne said.
Meng Laoshuai nodded: "However, not everyone can drink strong wine. This wine is completely different from Shao Knife. It is sweet and mellow, with a long aftertaste. I think everyone will like it very much, regardless of gender. It is also naturally noble, making people unconsciously look like it. Treasure. Mr. Jiang... we're afraid we're going to make a lot of money..."
Jiang Fan said: "It is estimated that mass production will take about half a year. In short, it will be put into production next year at the latest."
Montaigne heard that this wine had his own family members, and couldn't help laughing: "The Meng family doesn't have much business, and they only rely on the salary from the court. I would like to thank Brother Jiang for making it happen this time."
Meng Laoshuai waved his hand: "My dear grandson, don't be useless. When we make money, I will buy you ten or eight sets of armor if you like it, and wear them!"
Haha, Jiang Fan couldn't help laughing. It’s really the wealthy style of buying two bowls of soy milk and drinking one bowl and one bowl.
