The county high-ranking officials asked for food, but the canteen dared not neglect. The master cooked himself, and soon six hard dishes were made, and six more vegetarian dishes were served. The canteen supervisor personally took the people to deliver the dishes to Secretary Qian's house.

It was just a poor county party committee and county government staff. Because Secretary Qian suddenly had some food, they could only eat cabbage and radish at noon.

"Thank you for helping me, please!" Secretary Qian poured wine to the four Shaolin monks, picked up the wine glasses and started to toast.

"A-Mi-Tao-Buddha! The donor of Qian is polite. There is a way of being a good cause and obtaining good results! In the past, we all received the favors of the donor of Qian. We can help the donor of Qian and fulfill our thoughts! We can go further on the road of cultivation in the future! We also want to thank the donor of Qian for helping us understand this cause and effect!" Zhixin said politely again.

It can be seen that Monk Zhixin is the leader of these four people, and he has always been answering with Secretary Qian.

Zhixin picked up the wine glass, Zhigong, Zhishan, and Zhiyuan also picked up the wine glass.

"Please give me money!" Zhixin is a monk, and he is not afraid of alcohol and meat, and he has a lot of alcohol.

The cup that was more than three or two was dry in one breath.

"Hey! Donor Qian, I wonder where the wine comes from?" Zhixin asked excitedly.

Zhang Lang’s century-old wine is blended with the century-old wine in Tang Feifei’s storage ring and the raw wine from Xilongshan Winery.

The storage ring is at least a powerful person who can achieve success in cultivating immortals, or just a land god like Master Qingyuan, so the wine inside is naturally not an ordinary product.

It is a spiritual wine brewed from Ling Valley.

Because Zhang Lang blended and diluted the spiritual energy in the wine, only by drinking it regularly can it slowly improve the body. Ordinary people will only feel that it tastes good, but they don’t know the mystery inside.

But those who practice martial arts can feel the aura in the wine.

Although Duan Dehai, Secretary Su and others knew about it, they were all selfish and were afraid that Zhang Lang would not be willing to give it to them, so they were all pretending to be confused.

Monk Zhixin tasted the faint spiritual energy in the wine and felt passionate. If they could drink such wine every day, their cultivation progress would definitely be a thousand miles a day.

Zhiyong, Zhishan, and Zhiyuan also looked at Secretary Qian with fiery eyes.

This wine is very important to them. The spiritual energy in the wine can better activate blood vessels and stimulate the body's qi and blood. Moreover, they can feel that the spiritual energy in the wine can repair body damage. Although it is very slow, they still clearly feel it.

It is very important to repair physical damage. People who practice martial arts will always leave some secret damage when practicing martial arts. Although these damages are inconspicuous and do not affect their life, they directly affect their innate entry.

It can be said that these physical injuries are a threshold to enter the innate world.

"I would like to ask the donor to tell you where the wine comes from!" Zhixin couldn't help but urge him to ask again.

If you can drink such wine every day, it will be a dream for them innately.

"This wine? Speaking of which, this wine is related to the mission of the four masters on this trip! This wine was sent from Xilong Villa! It is said that it was brewed from the winery in their village!" Secretary Qian thought for a while, although he didn't know why the Shaolin monk was so nervous about this wine, he told the truth for his own purpose.

"Master Zhixin, after demolishing the Land Temple in Xilong Villa, he solved Zhang Lang who gathered to resist the Dharma. The master wanted as much as he wanted for such wine!" Secretary Qian made generously.

Through the investigation of the Discipline Inspection Commission, Secretary Qian knew that the wine brewed in Xilong Villa was not sold for takeout, and all of them were saved, with a total of millions of kilograms of wine.

"Thank you so much for donor Qian! If you really think what donor Qian said, then I, the monk, promised on behalf of Shaolin that I would owe the Qian family another favor!" Zhixin solemnly promised.

"Haha! It's easy to say! As long as the wolf can be punished, the wines in Xilong Villa belong to the master!"

In Secretary Qian's opinion, this wine is quite delicious, but the so-called century-old wine cannot be made by blending old wine with new wine.

It doesn’t matter if these blended wines are given to these Shaolin monks. He just needs to control Xilong Villa and the winery, and he doesn’t want much wine!

Under Secretary Qian's deliberate flattery, the Shaolin monks also intend to make good relationships, and both sides can be said to be happy with the guests and the host.

Six hard dishes plus a jar of century-old wine without leaving any left.

Secretary Qian murmured in his heart, "These monks are too fed, right? Is this too unfair?"

In fact, six hard dishes plus twenty kilograms of aged 100 years are just right for the four Shaolin monks.

Zhixin was very happy and finally got full.

You know, the life of Shaolin Temple in 1981 was not as good as it is now.

Not to mention the three or two kittens, the entire inner and outer courtyards have less than fifty people.

Although there is some incense, it is not enough to support Shaolin monks. They rely more on farming, raising chickens, pigs, and hunting to survive.

These monks are very fed and can’t eat anything without meat all day. They really can’t eat enough to have enough food on weekdays, and most of the time they are only six or seven percent full.

Secretary Qian's entertainment made them feel that this trip was worthy. It was originally intended to repay kindness to repay favors, but now they pay more attention to the task of this trip.

After drinking and having enough food and food, Secretary Qian sat with the Shaolin monk in the living room to drink tea and chat.

Secretary Qian, like Zhixin and other Shaolin monks, talked about the mission of this trip, "Four masters, your mission this time is very simple. You only need to protect the law-enforcement public security comrades to demolish the land temple!"

“It’s so simple?”

Zhixin didn't believe that this trip would be so simple. If it were so simple, would the Qian Family's Shaolin Temple favor come out and they would take action?

"Master Zhixin doesn't know that there may be martial arts masters in Xilong Villa. Last time I sent ten dark martial arts masters to perform the mission, but I don't know who stopped me! According to my investigation, Zhang Lang, the village director of Xilong Villa, seems to know martial arts and practice Bajiquan!" Secretary Qian did not dare to hide it and said everything he knew.

He was not afraid that Zhixin and the others would retreat, and the Qian family’s favor was not so easy to repay.

"So that's it! I wonder when the donor of money is going to take action?"

"I'm ready for the rest, just waiting for the arrival of the four masters! Let's set off to Xilong Villa tomorrow!"

This time he was planning to use the Public Security Bureau to deal with ordinary people and Shaolin monks to deal with hidden martial arts masters.

During the time when the family was seeking the help of Shaolin monks, Secretary Qian was not idle either. He used the family's political resources to advance openly and secretly, and transferred Director Xu of the Public Security Bureau.

He controlled the violent organs in the county and had four Shaolin monks. Secretary Qian can be said to be full of confidence now. He plans to take down Zhang Lang directly regardless of whether the villagers in Xilong Villa make trouble tomorrow.
Chapter completed!