Zheng Qishan was very pleased with my nonchalance, and after we had a couple of drinks, the head chef began to bring dishes to the table. Although there weren't many, it was clear that the chef was skilled.
Boiled fish with pickled cabbage and chili, stir-fried pork with hot peppers, a mixture of three types of vegetables, and more; one homely dish after another was served, and the aromatic scent made me swallow my saliva in silence.
Once the rice was served, the chef promptly left our private room and closed the door for us.
I started to eat and make small talk with Zheng Qishan. During the meal, he tried to probe into the status of my marital relationship with Zheng Yufei, which I evaded quite smoothly.
After three rounds of drinks, the two bottles of Maotai were nearly empty, and we were both slightly tipsy. Zheng Qishan's face was flushed, and his speech started to slur, "Brother-in-law, tell your cousin the truth, how is your relationship with Zheng Yufei really going?"
