In a resigned manner, Old Shen had no choice but to down the entire glass of liquor.
The bitter liquor hits the throat and makes the heart ache!
After a glass of liquor, he angrily chewed on a piece of pork trotter, and while Han Shuzhen was still instructing Lin Xu, he secretly poured himself another glass of liquor.
He hoped the black bread wouldn't be made too soon, so Old Shen could enjoy a couple more days.
Once the bread is made, those disastrous days... Did I earn so much money just to go back to eating coarse food?
Ren Jie clinked glasses with Shen Guofu:
"Why does Uncle look upset?"
"No, I'm pretty happy. A little liquor, some meat, and later a healthy, tasty black bread; just the thought makes me almost laugh out loud."
Han Shuzhen rolled her eyes at him:
"Gained six or seven pounds over the New Year, you need to lose some weight. Aren't you planning to go to Yinzhou to ride horses soon? With your weight, don't crush the horse."
Old Shen chuckled dryly:
