Siheyuan: Pretend to be a Pig and Eat the Tiger

This pickled vegetable was indeed popular, and everyone thought that Xu Huizhen had a secret recipe, but only He Yuzhu knew that it was because of the stone.
Even though He Yongqiang didn't know, Old Man He wanted to tell him, but in the end he didn't have the chance, and Xu Huizhen benefited from it!

"Mr. He, this little tavern is so lively! This is the first time I've ever seen a business model like this. It's incredible!"

Huo Shao looked on in surprise at the growing number of people. These consumers seemed to know each other, and everyone greeted each other. Although some of their greetings were sarcastic and some were pleasantly surprised, it was undeniable that these people knew each other!

"Yes, whether in war or peace, whether hungry or full, these people will always take the time to come to the tavern for a drink to relieve their fatigue and encourage each other. You could say that this is how ordinary people interact!"

Although there are some people who flatter the powerful and belittle the weak, most of them offer each other advice and encouragement to overcome difficulties together!
"Indeed, compared to the glitz and glamour of bars in Hong Kong, this place has a more human touch. Everyone, please sit down and experience a bar from the traditional era of Beijing!"

Huo Shao watched with great interest as the small tavern gradually became lively. The place He Yuzhu brought them to was truly different.
"Come, come, everyone, please sit down!"

Such a lively scene naturally wouldn't be complete without Chen Xueru, who came as soon as she heard that He Yuzhu had brought a large group of guests to the tavern!
"Zhu Zi, what are you doing here?"

"Hehe, let these bumpkins from Hong Kong see the bars in Beijing!"

"A bar? This is it?"

Chen Xueru looked at He Yuzhu in shock. "How did you manage to combine this place with a bar? That's ingenious!"

If a place like the Paramount were to be misled into becoming a bar, that would be understandable, but how did Xu Huizhen's little tavern become a bar?

"Ahem, if the young master of the Huo family says it's a bar, then it's a bar. Enough with the nonsense!"

He Yuzhu rolled his eyes. There are no bars in Beijing, not even a decent place for nightlife. If people think this is a bar, then it is a bar. What are you babbling about?

"Ha ha……"

Just then, a loud, energetic laugh rang out, and the noisy tavern fell silent as everyone looked at the old man who had walked in!

"The Nine Gates Admiral? What a rare guest! This way, please!"

"No need, Mr. Xu. I'm just using your esteemed place to settle some old scores. Please forgive me!"

"Grievance? You?"

Looking at the frail and elderly Grandpa Guan, Xu Huizhen stared wide-eyed in disbelief. At such an old age, he still wanted to engage in a full-blown fight?
"Look, they've already arrived!"

Grandpa Guan gave a strange smile and slowly walked towards where the ragpicker was. Xu Huizhen suddenly realized that Grandpa Niu knew the most about the feud between the two. She seemed to have heard about it before, but she didn't know it very well!

"Chunming is quite fast, he got you here so quickly?"

"Enough with the nonsense. Since you've issued a challenge, this admiral accepts it. Show your skills!"

As the two talked, Huo Shao and the others were also intrigued!
"Mr. He, what is this?"

"Hehe, you guys are lucky. Look how the people of Beijing resolve their grudges. It's a rare treat!"

Of course, this was his arrangement. In this life, Han Chunming did not open a restaurant, so the drinking contest had not yet happened. How could such a traditional drinking contest not be set up?
"resentment?"

"That's right, the two families have had a feud for decades. Here's what happened... Both of them are big names in the Beijing art collecting world. To be honest, I've never seen anything like this before!"

"Okay, I'll wait and see!"

"Grandpa Guan, the Nine Gates Admiral, back in the day we didn't have much wine, so my father lost to you. Today I've brought twenty-three kinds of wine. Now, please taste them one by one. Prepare one cup for Grandpa Guan, the Nine Gates Admiral, and go get twenty-three cups!"

As the ragged Hou finished speaking, Hou Su'e smiled and took out twenty-three small bottles, slowly placing them in front of Grandpa Guan!
"How about Yanghe Daqu, Guojiu, and Fenjiu?"

"Impressive, old man!"

"Give me the chopsticks, you ragpicker. If I try to taste them one by one, it's like I'm bullying you. Who told me to be your elder!"

Xu Huizhen quickly grabbed a clean pair of chopsticks. She hadn't thought about how to entertain the guests from Hong Kong Island, but with the two of them fighting like this, the show was ready in the making!

"Wuliangye liquor, Luzhou Laojiao liquor, and a glass of water!"

Grandpa Guan tasted it after just one lick, it looked like it was no challenge at all!
"Amazing! After all these years, you're still as amazing as ever. I admit defeat!"

The old man smiled bitterly. The old guy was as formidable as ever. After fighting for so many years, he still lost. What else was there to say?
"Lord of the Broken House, is this the result of your twenty years of preparation? Heh... Your daughter is here today too. What have you been doing all these years? Why didn't you teach your daughter a proper lesson?"

All you do all day is mess with your lousy junk, you can't bear to part with this or that, you can't even part with your own daughter, are you going to take her to your grave with you when you die?"

"Sir, I've learned a lot!"

"Today I'm going to teach you how to be an elder! If you learn from me, you have to change!"

. . . . . .

The drinking contest ended with Grandpa Guan winning completely. He Yuzhu smiled and nodded. Han Chunming could tell which wine it was just by opening the bottle cap at the door. This was really no challenge for the old man.
This guy is most proud of his appraisal of treasures and wine tasting. This scoundrel just wants to win in his most proud area. Isn't he just asking for trouble?
"Mr. He, this old man is amazing. He can tell the type of liquor just by taking a sip. If he were with my father, they could probably become close friends. What a pity!"

"What's so special about this? The old man's highest level is identifying wine by its aroma from a distance. This is just child's play, haha!"

"My father often said that China is a land of outstanding people and talents, and now it seems that this is really true. You can't judge a book by its cover!"

"Watch closely! That was the physical battle, now it's time for the intellectual battle. That's the most exciting part! Without some cultural background, you won't even understand what's going on, let alone be able to judge!"

"Old man, isn't it my turn next? Listen up, we'll drink until we're drunk, and even in the darkest nights, the roosters will crow!"

"An immortal came from the sea and left me a coral hook. Its crystal light is dazzling and its color shines across the land!"

So, what do you say? You're no match for me in a drinking contest, and you're still no match for me in a literary contest!

Grandpa Guan smiled confidently. "With decades of experience, how could I possibly lose to you? How ridiculous!"
"Since I have obtained this precious treasure, I will rest at night playing with stones!"

The ragged man sighed helplessly. This guy was indeed formidable. He had prepared for so long, yet he couldn't even win a single round?

"Alright, I'll ask you a few questions. If you can answer them, I'll admit defeat. Listen to the questions: How many rings of coral have there been in modern times, and how many in ancient times?"

"360 circles in modern times, 380 circles in ancient fossils!"

The old man was very confident; he had seen this thing in the books in his family collection!

"I heard they recently reached 400 laps, wow!" (End of Chapter)