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Chapter 127 Roast Chicken and Sorghum Wine
People arrived before the sound came, and there was only a squeak, and the door to the backyard of the county government was opened.

And Jiang Ming's figure also collapsed in from outside the threshold, holding wine in one hand and roast chicken in the other.

At this time, Gou Sheng was sitting on the stone table in the backyard, drinking tea quietly in a daze.

Seeing Jiang Ming coming, Gou Sheng's face was overjoyed at first, he hadn't seen him for a long time, and he said in his heart that he didn't think it was a lie.

But thinking that it was Jiang Ming who locked him in this backyard, if he was too surprised, wouldn't he lose face at all.

So Gou Sheng's face was happy at first, then sullen, full of arrogance.

Seeing Gou Sheng's appearance, Jiang Ming raised a smile.

Good guy, this is still letting go and throwing a child's temper.

"Why are you still angry?" Jiang Ming whispered. As he spoke, Jiang Ming stepped forward and placed the wine and roast chicken in his hands on the stone table in front of Gou Sheng.

"Look what I brought you."

"No, Budezhai's roast chicken is freshly stewed, it's still hot and fragrant."

After speaking, Jiang Ming opened the gray oil paper that wrapped the roasted chicken, revealing the golden roasted chicken from inside.

Oily, but also exudes a hot aroma.

A small breeze blew, and immediately the whole backyard was filled with the smell of roast chicken, which permeated for a long time without dissipating.

Gou Sheng squinted ahead, and didn't even glance at the roast chicken, didn't even look at it.

You can't see it, you can't see it, and you will be weak if you see your own momentum.

Thinking of this, Gou Sheng's squinting eyes became more determined.

But without looking, the aroma of the roast chicken couldn't be stopped. As Jiang Ming opened the oil paper bag, the aroma of the roast chicken naturally wafted into Gou Sheng's nose.

Gou Sheng's nose couldn't help but twitch.

It smells so good, it's my favorite Budezhai Roast Chicken. Thinking of this place, the dog can't help swallowing twice.

I really want to eat it. But now I can’t eat it. If I eat my own avatar, there will be nothing left.

At this time, the relationship between Gou Sheng and Jiang Ming was still in the Qi stage.

Therefore, Gousheng cannot lose.

Seeing that Gou Sheng swallowed twice, Jiang Ming didn't deliberately expose it, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth. This Budezhai's roast chicken is still very lethal.

Jiang Ming saw that it was effective, so he began to open the wooden mat that sealed the jar of wine.

While opening it, he murmured in his mouth:
"Oh, this is the best sorghum wine in Nanxiang Street, Qinghe Town."

"Old wine. It is said that the boss has stored it in the cellar for three years. The sorghum wine at this time is the most delicious."

"The taste is strong and the wine is full of aroma."

"Drinking this old sorghum wine, it is said that three punches can kill that tiger."

Kill the big tiger with three punches. Hearing these words, Gou Sheng almost couldn't help but complain directly.

He also killed the big tiger with three laps. I think it is almost the same as being killed by the big tiger with three punches.

He really thought he was the big hero who went up the mountain to fight tigers when he was drunk.

Thinking of this, Gou Sheng's face was no longer as tense as before, but his eyelids rolled up, and he gave Jiang Ming a glare.

"Come on, try it quickly. I asked someone to buy this from the boss." Jiang Ming poured a glass and handed it directly to Gou Sheng.

"The owner of this old brew doesn't even sell it. It's hard to get it. Try it."

Seeing that Gou Sheng's face was no longer as tense as before, Jiang Ming knew that the other party's inner disgust towards him had loosened.

The aroma of sorghum wine also began to waft in the yard.

The backyard of the county government office was originally a small yard. Suddenly, the aroma of Budezhai's roasted chicken and the aroma of aged sorghum wine filled the small yard.

The aroma of wine, coriander, and herbs is wafting, even a person who is not good at wine at this time will definitely not be able to resist the temptation.

Seeing that Gou Sheng's face was about to become tense, Jiang Ming knew that he still had the last step to go.

I saw Jiang Ming directly tearing off a big oily chicken leg from Budezhai's roast chicken.

Then he put it under the tip of Gou Sheng's nose, and suddenly a very fragrant smell of roast chicken penetrated Gou Sheng's nose.

But Gou Sheng still turned his head away with a stubborn face.

And he snorted heavily.

That means, you Jiang Ming, don’t even think about sending me away with this little Budezhai roasted chicken.

If I was in the past, then I must have surrendered.

But now, it's absolutely impossible.

Seeing that Gou Sheng was still full of arrogance, Jiang Ming nodded helplessly.

"Forget it, you don't even like Budezhai's roast chicken, so what else in this world can you like?"

"This fine wine, this roast chicken, I don't think it moved you today, and it can't offset your resentment towards me during this period of time."

"That's all. Oh."

After saying these words, Jiang Ming let out a long sigh, waved his sleeves lightly, and walked straight out of the backyard of the county government office.

Looking at the back of Jiang Ming going straight out, Gousheng's lips twitched, wanting to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know where to start, and his intention to raise his hand to keep him was finally stranded.

Until Jiang Ming's back completely disappeared in the door frame of the county government's backyard.

At this time, in the backyard of the county government, there was only one dog left.

As for the roast chicken and sorghum wine, Jiang Ming didn't take them away.

The smell of the two is still pervasive in the small yard.

Seeing no one around, he looked at the fine wine and roast chicken on the stone table, and it was also his favorite roast chicken from Budezhai.

Gou Sheng couldn't help swallowing again.

This roast chicken looks delicious.

It's been a long time since I ate Budzhai's roast chicken, and I don't know if the taste has changed recently.

As the most loyal fan of Budzhai, I should have a taste.

As a diner, if the taste is not right, I can still give some constructive suggestions to Budezhai.

On the one hand, it is for the good of each other, and on the other hand, we also hope that more diners can taste delicious food.

Gou Sheng's thoughts gradually began to come alive.

If this is the case, it should be no problem to grow a little bit of this roast chicken. Right?
After all, I am also for the overall situation, for the sake of others.
Just a little bit, just a little bit longer, never eat more.

I just want to know if Budezhai's roast chicken is still the same old taste after I haven't eaten it for so long without the supervision of my dog ​​leftover.

A little bit.

I'll take a taste
Thinking of this, Gou Sheng's face when he looked at Budzhai's roast chicken began to gradually change.

It's like a gangster meeting a beautiful woman.

At first he was very rude, but when he saw that there was no one around and there was no third party, gradually, the gangster's thoughts began to become improper.

Therefore, Gou Sheng gradually turned his eyes to the big golden chicken leg in front of him.

After that, Gou Sheng stretched out his claws.
(End of this chapter)