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If it hadn't been for the pouring rain, Xu Xiaohong would not have followed Zhang Wenlu into the "Dongfu Box" and ordered a pot of Erguotou, a plate of sauced beef tongue, a plate of preserved eggs and two plates of mutton dumplings. "Drink!" Zhang Wenlu poured two cups of wine. This is your treat, Uncle Zhang! Eighteen years after Xu Xiaohong came to this world, this was the first time he entered a restaurant. He loves money. If he has money to go to a restaurant, he might as well go home and cook pot meat with his mother. Drinking was also unprecedented. Zhang Wenlu gave up the drink and he had to drink it. He took a sip and said, "Oh! This stuff is so spicy!" Zhang Wenlu laughed and said, "That's how spicy it is." In fact, Zhang Wenlu didn't have much drinking capacity. After three cups, his mouth was no longer standing guard.