Returning wealthy individuals develop their hometowns and become rich in the 1980s

Chen Xiangui was not angry at his grandsons' barrage of words. Instead, he smiled so much that the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes smoothed out. He pointed at Chen Rongyuan and said with a laugh, "You talk too much. Hurry up and put down the wine. I, your grandpa, am not going to drink your fifth uncle's wine for nothing."

Chen Xiangui pointed to the bottles of Moutai and said to Chang Liangming, "Liangming, I won't stand on ceremony with you. You two brothers have given Rongfei this much support today, and I will remember this favor."

"This lunch is for us to try your cooking first. The dozens of tables for dinner are for outsiders, so you can cook whatever you want. But this special meal is for us, so don't hold back your skills."

Chang Liangming smiled and shook his head. "Uncle, you can rest assured. I've been cooking for half my life, and I know how to handle things. I've already had Chuanzi and the others fillet this grouper. We'll cook a meal for our own family at noon, and I'll start cooking it in a bit."

"No rush, no rush, let's have some tea first," Chen Xiangui nodded in satisfaction, then beckoned to Cai Gengsheng and the other young men who had helped, "You've done the Chen family a great favor today, so we can't skimp on lunch. When the guests arrive tonight, we'll all celebrate with Rongfei together."

Cai Gensheng smiled so hard his eyes narrowed into slits. "Uncle Xiangui, I've never eaten a dish made by a top-notch chef before. Thanks to Rongfei, I'm finally going to have my first taste of meat today."

"Eat, eat as much as you want," Chen Xiangui laughed heartily. "They're all good young men; being able to eat is a blessing."

Chen Xiangui then asked his grandson to go to the old house to call his wife Huang Lanzhi to bring over bowls, chopsticks, and a few side dishes to go with the wine. These were nothing more than peanuts, stir-fried preserved radish, and cold seaweed salad, but the presentation was neat and appetizing.

Before long, Chang Liangming lit the stove, and the oil in the iron pot sizzled. Liu Huanchuan and his apprentices were passing plates and ingredients around the pot with quick, efficient movements.

The first dish was steamed grouper, the fish meat was tender and white, and when drizzled with soy sauce, the aroma made several young men in the courtyard sniff the air. Next came boiled shrimp, salt and pepper ribs, oyster omelet, and stir-fried vegetables, one dish after another was served.

Chang Liangming's culinary skills are truly remarkable; he prepared several home-style dishes that were perfect in color, aroma, and taste, prompting Chen Xiangui to repeatedly praise them.

The aroma even drew out Tian Chulian, the secretary of the neighborhood committee. Upon seeing so many people gathered around, ready to drink, he didn't stand on ceremony and pulled over a chair. "Wow! It's true that timing is everything; we've found wine and meat as soon as we step out the door."

"Sit down, Secretary Tian, ​​don't be so polite," Chen Xianggui raised his glass. "Come, let's first toast Chef Liangming and Chef Depeng. This meal today is almost on par with a state banquet!"

Everyone laughed and raised their glasses. The Moutai went down their throats, fragrant and strong. Cai Gensheng was panting from the spiciness, but he kept saying how good the wine was. Chen Zaiguang put a piece of food on Chang Liangming and Lin Depeng's plates and said with a smile, "Brothers, you've worked hard. Eat your food and drink this wine slowly."

Just as they were eating, Chen Zailong arrived in his car. He got out and, seeing the scene in the courtyard, came over and said, "Dad, I just went to the county for a short trip, and you've already prepared special meals for me."

Chen Xiangui beckoned to Chen Zailong, "Fourth brother, come here, have a seat. Have you invited all the teachers from the school yet?"

Chen Zailong put down his bag, pulled up a stool and sat down next to Chen Xiangui. "Father, you can rest assured about my work. I personally went to each of Rongfei's teachers' homes to send out invitations. We arranged to meet at four o'clock tonight. I'll have my second brother drive over to pick up the teachers then."

"Alright, Fourth Brother, you're always so reliable. I won't give you any more wine, so you won't be late driving this afternoon. Eat more of the food," Chen Xiangui said, taking away the wine glass that Cai Gensheng had placed for Chen Zailong and pointing to the food on the table, telling him to eat more and not drink.

"Come on, Depeng, Gensheng, and you guys, raise your glasses," Chang Liangming said, raising his glass with a ruddy complexion. "Lianzhai Village has produced a great talent! Rongfei has been admitted to Jiangsu Provincial University of Political Science and Law. This is a great joy not only for the Chen family but also for Lianzhai Village!"

"This glass is a toast to Rongfei, wishing him academic success in his future university life and that he will bring honor to our Nanshan District!"

"Respect, Rongfei!"

Everyone stood up in unison, raised their glasses, and drank them down in one gulp. The spicy and mellow Moutai liquor, once downed, transformed into a warm fire that warmed everyone's hearts.

After several rounds of drinks, the atmosphere became increasingly lively. Tian Chulian, his face flushed from drinking, couldn't help but sigh, "Xiangui, to be honest, our Lianzhai owes its current prosperity entirely to Adong and your Chen family. In the past, our village was so poor that young people didn't even have the opportunity to leave."

"Look at how prosperous our village has become since Adong came! Rongfei is such a promising kid; he'll definitely be as capable as Adong after he graduates!"

"Yes, Uncle Xiangui," another young man helping out chimed in, "and I've heard that everyone who gets into this political university is a top student. Our village is likely to produce some high-ranking officials in the future!"

"I knew from a young age that Rong Fei was no ordinary child; he was destined for great things!"

"Yes, Rongfei is definitely destined for great things!"

Hearing the villagers' praise, Chen Xiangui felt sweeter than if he had drunk honey. He picked up his wine glass, waved his hand modestly, and said, "It's all Rongfei's own hard work that has earned him this praise. Everyone is too kind. Come on, everyone drink up."

Just as everyone was enjoying their drinks, Huang Lanzhi finished lunch at home and came over to check on her husband. Seeing that he had already started drinking, she worried that he might drink too much and cause trouble, so she gave him a few words of advice: "Drink less, and go wash your face and change your clothes later. Be more presentable, so that you won't be impolite when Rongfei's teachers come this afternoon."

"I know, I didn't drink much, less than four ounces. That's not even enough to moisten my throat," Chen Xiangui was indeed not bragging. He drank four ounces of baijiu as if it were plain water, and there wasn't a hint of redness on his face.

Chen Zaixing's drinking capacity was all developed from drinking with Chen Xiangui. Chen Xiangui's drinking capacity was not just for show; he could drink a lot but he didn't overindulge. Back in his father-in-law's house, Chen Xiangui managed to get his father-in-law and two of his brothers-in-law drunk until they were crawling under the table before he was able to marry Huang Lanzhi.

Huang Lanzhi then looked at Chen Zailong, "Fourth brother, you haven't had any drinks, have you? You still have to drive to pick up some teachers this afternoon, so you can't drink. Otherwise, if your eldest brother finds out, he'll definitely scold you."

"Fourth brother didn't drink. I know he had to drive this afternoon, so I didn't let him drink. If there's nothing else, you can go home first. These grown men are drinking here, so don't keep nagging." Chen Xiangui's only "flaw" after drinking was that he was easily emboldened by alcohol and dared to directly confront his wife, Huang Lanzhi.

Huang Lanzhi knew her husband's nature; she knew that when he drank, he would become a chatterbox and talk endlessly to anyone he met, so she didn't blame him.

If you were talking to your wife on a normal day when Chen Xiangui hadn't been drinking, you probably wouldn't even be able to get into bed with him tonight.

Lianzhai's tigress is just joking with you!