17. Chapter 17 Who Says Soldiers Have No Culture?(2/2)
"That's right, come on, Lao Zhou, show your sincerity." Chen Kun shouted.
Zhou Buliang was not polite and picked up the wine glass and drank it. Yuan Xiaoyu couldn't stop him.
A group of girls were watching the fun, and they wouldn't stop them.
Zhou Buliang had a good alcohol tolerance, but he still felt a little uncomfortable after drinking this large glass of white wine. However, he did this on purpose, in order to get Ye Qing drunk and make him look ugly in public.
"Brother Ye, it's your turn." Huang Yi handed the cup to Ye Qing.
"I don't drink much." Ye Qing whispered.
"Brother Ye, I'll say something I shouldn't say." Zhou Buliang pressed the table, his tongue knotted: "You are a special forces soldier? That means you are not educated. I went to a university in the south and I am a cultural person. In this society, it's not critical to have no culture, but if you don't even have the minimum politeness, it would be bad. I've drunk all this cup, and if you don't drink it, it's too...too disrespect me? Why...why, bullying cultural people?"
Yuan Xiaoyu glared and said, "Who said my brother is not educated? My brother..."
Ye Qing pulled her clothes, stood up slowly, and whispered: "Okay, I'll drink!"
"Brother!" Yuan Xiaoyu was a little worried. This big glass of wine was not a joke.
Ye Qing picked up the wine glass and drank all the wine in the glass one by one. The whole process was that his face did not change his color, his hands did not tremble, and there was no discomfort on his face after drinking, as if he was uncomfortable with the white wine.
Everyone next to him watched the whole process and everyone was shocked. The girls were stunned at first, then screamed, and they had already admired Ye Qing.
This cup is too big, and only two cups of white wine were poured into one bottle. In other words, this cup is half a pound. Half a pound is not much, but if you drink half a pound at a time, the alcohol content is a bit amazing.
Zhou Buliang usually had a pound of one and a half pounds, but he was already a little unstable after drinking half a pound so quickly. However, Ye Qing was still calm, and his alcohol tolerance was a bit amazing!
In fact, Ye Qing had a lot of alcohol tolerance, and he practiced since childhood. When he was a child, Master Li San loved to drink, but his own brewed rice wine was not low at all. Ye Qing practiced boxing with him and often drank with him. After a while, his alcohol tolerance was exercised. To be honest, Ye Qing had never met an opponent in drinking.
Huang Yi and Chen Kun looked at each other. Chen Kun took two cups first, poured them over again, and said, "Brother Ye, it's my turn, it's my turn!"
"Chen Kun, are you preparing for a wheel battle or what?" Yuan Xiaoyu said angrily.
"Xiaoyu, how could you say that? This is not the first time I have seen Brother Ye, so I am happy. Besides, Lao Zhou has drunk it. If I don't drink it, I won't give Brother Ye face!" Chen Kun said, and drank all the glass of white wine.
Huang Yi was waiting beside him. Seeing that he finished drinking, he immediately handed the other cup to Ye Qing.
"Brother, if you can't drink it, don't drink it." Yuan Xiaoyu said anxiously.
Ye Qing shook his head, picked up the wine glass, and drank the whole glass again.
The scene started to make a fuss again, and several girls screamed and shouted: "Xiaoyu, your brother is so awesome, I'm all in love with him!"
Yuan Xiaoyu was also full of surprise and excitement. Ye Qing's alcohol tolerance made her proud again. In their industry, alcohol tolerance is the ability!
Seeing that Ye Qing was already steady, Huang Yi shrank a little courage. Zhou Buliang and Chen Kun drank too fast and could no longer hold on. If he continued to drink and Ye Qing was not over yet, the three of them would be embarrassed and would be thrown to grandma's house.
Huang Yi thought about it, suddenly hid the white wine on the table, turned around and ran back to get two bottles of red wine, and smiled and said, "Brother Ye, it's my turn!"
"Huang Yi, what do you mean?" Yuan Xiaoyu's eyes widened.
"Oh, drinking too much white wine will hurt your body, it's not good." Huang Yixiao said: "This is the European hardcover wine my friend brought to me from the south. It is said to be from 8000 yuan, and it is still the same as when I have a price of 8000 yuan. Today, I was so happy to see Brother Ye, so I took out my collection."
"So expensive?" a girl couldn't help but exclaim.
Huang Yi was full of pride and handed a bottle to Ye Qing and smiled, "Come on, Brother Ye, I can't lose to them either. We each have a bottle, which is almost the same as the white wine just now!"
"Damn, Huang Yi, you are too shameless!" A girl couldn't help but say, "Hong Bai is mixed with drinks, are you trying to knock down Brother Ye?"
"What, I'm not drinking it too!" Huang Yi said.
"Have you drunk white wine?" the girl retorted.
"You can't say that, the key is to have fun, right?" Huang Yixiao said: "Brother Ye, I don't know what's going on in your army. I went to college and we were drinking like this when we were in school, and it was nothing. If you have enough, you don't care how to drink it, right!"
Huang Yi kept saying that he had gone to college, mainly to highlight Ye Qing's lack of education. In the eyes of these people in the county, anyone who joined the army was incompetent. Showing culture in front of veterans is also a sense of superiority.
Ye Qing took the wine bottle, glanced at it, shook his head gently, and said, "This wine is not real."
"What?" Huang was stunned for a moment, then his face changed and he said, "Brother Ye, this was brought to me by my friend. It's more than 8,000 yuan per bottle. How can it not be true? Besides, it's all in English. Do you understand? Do you know what the name of this wine is? Just say that this wine is not real, you are really interesting!"
"First of all, this is not in English, but in French." Ye Qing paused for a moment and said softly: "It says Romantic Manor. Romantic Manor is a famous European wine brand. A bottle from 1992 is now priced at 30,000 yuan. In 1980s, the price will be at least quadrupled, and it will definitely not be able to buy it for 8,000 yuan. Also, although it says Romantic Manor, it does not have the logo of Romantic Manor. This is a fake in the area of Shenchuan, and it contains only ordinary wine, and the value is not more than 30 yuan."
Chapter completed!