Chapter 1287: The Duck to the Mouth

Nanluoguxiang.

At this moment, Cao Weiguo's house was noisy, and the sounds of chickens and dogs barking could be heard from time to time.

Cao Weiguo hadn't lied to the Eldest Uncle; he had indeed invited a few friends over for a meal.

Ding Jiandong carried two bottles of wine and walked into the courtyard carelessly: "Brother Weiguo! Brother Weiguo!"

"Brother Jiandong, please come in!"

Hearing Ding Jiandong's voice, Cao Weiguo wiped his hands and came out of the kitchen to welcome him.

Ding Jiandong arrived in the room and distributed cigarettes with a smile.

He was late; Section Chief Guo, Gao Lidong, and Zhao Mancang had already eaten enough to cover the floor in melon seed shells, peanut shells, and chestnut shells.

Ding Jiandong sniffed: "So fragrant! Brother Weiguo, what delicious food are you making!"

Zhao Mancang said honestly: "Hot pot! And iron pot stewed big goose!"

Cao Weiguo smiled: "Brother Jiandong, drink some tea for a while, I'll go cut two more plates of mutton."

After saying that, Cao Weiguo entered the kitchen, and a flash of knife light flickered, dazzling to the eyes.

With the sound of the kitchen knife rising and falling, slices of mutton fell, as thin as cicada wings on the cutting board.

This knife skill left Ding Jiandong full of praise: "Brother Weiguo's knife skill is simply divine!"

Song Yuzhu was helping on the side, looking proud: "My brother-in-law's knife skill is definitely the best in Jingcheng—no, the best in the world!"

Cao Weiguo smiled: "Stop bragging, or I'll be flying to the sky."

Song Yulan greeted: "Comrade Jiandong, have some tea."

Ding Jiandong was polite: "Sister-in-law, don't trouble yourself, I'll do it myself."

After cutting the mutton, Cao Weiguo shouted to them: "Everyone come over and lend a hand."

Zhao Mancang and the others dropped their melon seeds and peanuts and went to the kitchen to carry the pots and dishes.

A steaming hot pot was placed in the center of the round table, surrounded by a wide variety of dipping ingredients and side dishes.

Section Chief Guo brought out a basin of iron pot stewed big goose; the aroma was mouth-watering.

Cao Weiguo said enthusiastically: "Everyone, dip whatever you want to eat, don't be polite!"

A plate of mutton was poured in, followed by meatballs, winter melon, radish...

A few people surrounded the hot pot and began to wolf down the food. Zhao Mancang picked up a goose leg and finished it in a few bites.

Ding Jiandong dipped some millet peppers in his bowl, sweating as he ate, calling it satisfying.

Section Chief Guo picked up a pair of mutton, dipped it in the boiling soup, fished it out, dipped it in the sauce, and put it in his mouth: "Hot! Delicious! Satisfying! Brother Weiguo, your hot pot soup base is too fragrant; it tastes even better than Donglaishun."

Zhao Mancang picked up a pair of mutton, ate it in one bite, and shouted loudly: "Delicious!"

Cao Weiguo opened the mud seal of the jar and grabbed the wine jar to fill their cups: "If it's delicious, eat to your heart's content. At my house, there's plenty of wine and food; you must eat and drink well."

The wine was clear and fragrant.

Section Chief Guo picked up his wine glass and took a sip, his eyes lighting up instantly: "This wine is sweet and delicious; it's really not bad. What brand is it?"

Cao Weiguo smiled: "It's not any brand; this is wine I brewed myself. There are only two jars in total, let's all taste it together."

Ding Jiandong became interested: "Brother Weiguo brewed this wine himself? Then I must drink a few more cups."

The table of people picked up their wine glasses and stood up to clink them.

"Cheers!"

It was freezing cold, the strong wine went down, paired with the steaming hot pot—satisfying! Comfortable!

Red Star Sihe Academy.

Cao Weiguo was drinking and chatting at home, while Yan Fugui ran to his house to lecture Shazhu.

Originally, seeing Ran Qiuye return to the Sihe Academy with Shazhu, he had been happily waiting to collect a red envelope from Shazhu.

As a result, Ran Qiuye's words left him stomping his feet in depression. ===== CHAPTER 1289 =====