Invincible small peasant girl

Chapter 689
The county magistrate ordered his servants to take out the good wine he had collected for many years and pour it on Brother Feng Chenghu, and then he called everyone to start eating.

Mrs. Zhang has been looking around since she entered the Luo Mansion. Seeing so many delicious foods at this time, although she has tried her best to restrain her urge to grab the bones and gnaw them, when she hurriedly dropped the chopsticks on the ground Sometimes it still attracts the attention of many people.

"Mother, slow down." Feng Yuzhu sat next to Mrs. Zhang, and she couldn't help saying in a low voice when she saw Mrs. Zhang's appearance.

This is Luo Mansion, Feng Yuzhu didn't want her own mother to be too embarrassing.

It's just that Mrs. Zhang's restrained and greedy actions still aroused the frequent glances of Luo's servants.

During the dinner, Luo Dong and Luo Yu could chat for a few words from time to time, but the magistrate and Feng Chengying couldn't talk together.

Although Feng Chengying wasn't as helpless as Zhang's, she still couldn't let go. The person opposite was the magistrate of the county. It was impossible for ordinary people like them to meet such an official. Also eat at the same table.

So no matter how delicious things are, in Feng Chengying's eyes, they are all tasteless.

During the dinner, the county magistrate specially asked about this year's harvest in order to get closer to each other. Feng Chengying answered in a rigid manner, as if the official was asking a question, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.

His appearance made it difficult for the magistrate to continue to ask questions, and he only greeted a few people, please don't be polite, just be casual.

Although Feng Chengying is not an alcoholic, she loved to drink a lot when she was in the village, and she took pleasure in persuading them to drink when eating with men.

But now the person opposite to the official, he naturally dare not persuade him.

However, he took a sip of the wine that Luo Yu personally poured for him, and he felt that the aroma of the wine was overwhelming and sweet in the mouth, but the aftertaste was endless.

It was the first time Feng Chengying drank this kind of wine, and immediately felt that it was really a good thing from the hands of the official, and it really tasted like the best wine he had ever drank in his life.

It happened that after he had finished drinking, the official moved the wine jar in front of him, and said to him, "Brother Feng, I rarely drink alcohol, so I won't persuade you to drink this wine, you should drink it at your own discretion."

Feng Chengying hurriedly said: "Yes, yes."

After several times, the more he drank it, the more he felt that the wine was very delicious, and he couldn't bear it anymore, and poured himself one cup after another.

Naturally, the Luo family would not say much, anyway, a family like them is very good at tutoring, no matter what other people like, they are the guests today.

Seeing Feng Chengying like this, Feng Yuzhu had no choice but to say tactfully: "Father, drinking too much alcohol will hurt your health, you should eat more vegetables."

Feng Chengying responded perfunctorily with Feng Yuzhu, and plunged into the wine jar again.

Feng Chenghu was also afraid that his younger brother would make a fool of himself if he drank too much, so he personally gave Feng Chengying a piece of venison with chopsticks, implying that he wanted Feng Chengying to eat more vegetables.

However, Feng Chengying, who has been fascinated by fine wine, still has the mind to care about so much. In the end, she has narrow eyes, has never seen good things, and would like to eat and drink even a little strange thing in one bite.

On the other hand, Zhang's is not much better than Feng Chengying.

The exquisite dishes on the table were unprecedented in Zhang's life. Thinking that her daughter could eat these delicious dishes every day, she felt both emotional and proud.

There are so many women in the village who gave birth to daughters, and none of them could eat and live as well as her daughter after marriage. She was considered capable, and she gave birth to a daughter who could marry into an official family.

Although Mrs. Zhang sighed in her heart, the movement of picking up vegetables was one chopstick after another.

(End of this chapter)