Vol 311 Chapter 606: 606 A thousand cups will not be poured

Chapter 606 606. A thousand cups cannot be poured out

However, this idea only existed in Zhou Tianyu's mind for a moment. Soon, he followed the pace of everyone and started to eat.

This is delicious, and that is delicious too!

Why do I feel half full even though I haven’t eaten much?

 No, no, no, slow down, eat slowly, taste carefully...

Before he could produce 123, he saw the seventh cousin and Song Youde looking at each other, then looking around, and asked diligently: "Are you almost done?"

What?

Zhou Tianyu still had rice in his bowl. His cheeks were bulging at the moment, and he looked left and right in panic: Why is it that he has almost eaten? This is only half full, he can still eat!

However, when he looked carefully, he saw a group of big men looking expectantly at Song Tan.

And what about Song Tan?

She put down her chopsticks steadily and nodded with satisfaction:

“Okay, as long as you don’t drink on an empty stomach.”

After speaking, he turned around, Teng Teng vacated the restaurant, and ran directly upstairs.

What are you doing? Get the wine!

Not all the wine that went into the cellar today, an additional 20 kilograms was packed and stored.

However, they are all placed on Song Tan’s floor.

—It’s impossible not to let go!

The aroma of the wine made everyone salivate as soon as it was steamed. If she really asked the seventh cousin to put it in the kitchen or utility room as usual, there would be no need to wait for tomorrow. Even the seventh cousin would be there this afternoon. The whole house has to be guarded and stolen, and a lot of people are drunk!

Isn’t this a delay in work?

Therefore, after the wine was packed, Song Tan took it over.

Otherwise, who would be eating honestly at this moment?

She moved quickly, but everyone in the restaurant felt like their days were passing like years. Even Tang Xiaodong was looking longingly in the direction of the door, which made Yan Ran wonder: "Don't you have two pounds? Are you really so greedy that you didn't drink in the afternoon?"

At that time, she was helping to dry the tea leaves, so she didn't pay attention to how she hid the wine. Anyway, she carried the two bottles upstairs.

Tang Xiaodong stared at the door, his eyes not turning around, but his voice was sad:

"I'm afraid I couldn't bear it anymore and finished it myself. So I asked Song Tan to put it away first. She promised me that she would take it out and send it away when the courier arrives tomorrow afternoon."

Then he looked at Qi Lin: "Alcohol damages the brain, so you shouldn't drink tonight, right?"

Qi Lin put down his chopsticks solemnly, then wiped his mouth steadily, straightened his posture, and said slowly: "This is serious grain wine, not mixed with low-quality alcohol. Drinking it in moderation can promote blood circulation, I should try it."

Tang Xiaodong: ...you have something to say whether you want to drink it or not! Can't you just say you want to drink?

He snorted and wanted to see who of the two gets down first tonight, but then he remembered that Qi Lin said before that he could do half a kilogram at the age of ten...

After a brief pause, he decisively turned his head and smiled at Professor Song: "Teacher, one of us has to choose the winner tonight!"

“Okay, okay! Xiaodong, don’t stop drinking from me!”

“That can’t be done!” Tang Xiaodong was full of confidence and had no clue at all.

Professor Song was really looking forward to it. At this moment, his ears perked up. Hearing the sound of Song Tan coming down the stairs and seeing her figure appearing at the window, he was so excited that he quickly imitated Qi Lin. , straighten your posture, sit back and wait for the wine.

To paraphrase Yan Ran’s words: Such a good wine, the level is a bit ritualistic!

Zhou Maozhu was not that greedy originally.

After all, you have to be a little reserved when you are a guest in someone else’s home.

Besides, he didn’t know how good the wine was. But looking at everyone's expectant looks, even he became nervous without knowing it.

Zhou Tianyu raised his head in confusion and saw the mineral water bottles Song Tan was holding.

That is an ordinary plastic bottle, which does not look classy at all. No matter how good the wine is, people have no sense of expectation. Besides, this meal is so delicious, so is his dad!

In order to drink wine without having enough to eat, isn’t this picking up sesame seeds and throwing away the watermelon?

Until Song Tan unscrewed the lid, and then Song Youde eagerly took the bottle—

First of all, I poured half a cup into my grandfather Wu Jianguo’s cup.

The moment the transparent wine slowly poured in, the cold but long aroma of the wine invaded the entire space inch by inch. At that moment, everyone was unsettled, so much so that Zhou Tianyu also stood up in confusion. , holding the cup in both hands, with a pious expression.

 What he was thinking about was: The sesame seeds his dad picked up fell from the peach feast, right?

At this moment, he was holding the small half glass of white wine in the cup, hesitating and reluctant to take a drink.

Song Youde really didn’t lose too much.

Mineral water bottles are 500 ml, which can be converted into wine, and a full bottle only costs eight taels.

There are so many people now, and he only poured half a cup per person.

Looking at the two bottles on the cabinet behind him, he gritted his teeth and raised the cup: "Come on, come on, don't say anything else, let's do one first!"

After saying that, he eagerly picked up the wine glass and took a deep sip, then raised his head and took a sip——

The next moment, he took away the wine glass and grinned:

ifier

Looking around, almost everyone drinking alcohol has this mask of pain:

“This wine—this wine is too strong! It’s spicy!”

It's really spicy, not as soft in the mouth as they imagined.

However, the painful expression only appeared for a moment. Then, everyone's brows relaxed, and they felt the long aftertaste after the stimulation, soft and smooth, and the taste was sweet after entering their throats. There was a stream of cold wine in their throats. fragrant!

How to describe this?

The seventh cousin who had seen the most was speechless!

They just sighed: "Good wine! Come on, have another one!"

There is no need to guess the game, there is no need to say that you can't drink it, the old man holding the cup will cherish it and take another sip.

The strange thing is that the strong alcohol is still irritating when it enters the throat, but they no longer make that grinning expression, as if they have gradually become accustomed to it...

Then another bite!

How are you? Each person only had half a cup, and after barely taking three sips, the wine was already bottomed out. Song Youde looked at the wine glass with heartache, and finally couldn't help but turn around and touch the second bottle.

“Don’t be anxious, don’t be anxious!” Song Tan advised: “This wine has a high alcohol content and is very strong. Can you handle it with your drinking capacity?”

“And grandpa, you are in better health now, so you can’t drink anymore!”

Grandpa is sitting in a wheelchair, it’s like a bolt from the blue!

“I have inconvenience in my legs and feet, but it’s not inconvenience in my stomach, so why can’t I drink?”

Qi Lin also looked at Tang Xiaodong on one side: "Don't you only have three bottles of beer? Can you still do it now?"

Tang Xiaodong's face turned red, and his whole person was like a red boiler. He spoke loudly: "Good wine! I can do it! I can't pour a thousand cups!"

Qi Lin:…

He stared silently for a while, then suddenly picked up a bowl of white fungus soup and handed it over:

“Here, let’s do it.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Xiaodong raised his neck and drank the soup directly!

Good night!

(End of this chapter)

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