Cheng Chubi then followed Cheng Yaojin into the front hall. Without saying a few words, he heard the noise of laughter and laughter coming from outside the hall.

Then they saw the handsome King of Shu, Li Ke, and the honest and honest Fang Jun, both of whom looked depressed. They were personally escorted by the jubilant eldest and second brothers into the hall.

"Hey, aren't these our His Highness the King of Shu and the waiter of the Fang family?" Cheng Yaojin said happily, stroking his thick beard that was so hard that it could pierce his thin skin with bleeding eyes.

"My nephew is a junior, but he cannot be called Uncle Cheng like that."

"Then I won't make it difficult for you. What do you mean when I say you two? When I come home, you two don't even say hello, you just run around like thieves. What do you mean, you look down on me?"

"Absolutely not, absolutely not. My nephew just wants to go home. I'm worried about my mother and my brother." Fang Jun felt happy at this moment and found a very wonderful reason.

Cheng Chubi saw his father giving a noncommittal glance, and looked at the poor Li Ke from the corners of his eyes. "What about you?"

"Uncle Cheng, my nephew was just released from the ban by his father today. As soon as he was released, he hurriedly came to visit brother Chu Bi. He didn't want to have a heart-to-heart talk with brother Chu Bi. He almost forgot to enter the palace to pay his respects to his father. For a moment,

I was in a hurry and couldn't say goodbye to my uncle. It's my nephew's fault..."

Cheng Yaojin walked up to Li Ke and Fang Jun, picked it up one by one, and then put it down behind the desk.

"Since it's a sin, if you drink for a while, punish yourself with three bowls, and I won't blame you."

"Uncle, my nephew is wrong, can we try another day?" Li Ke still didn't give up and wanted to fight to the death.

"What are you talking about? You are all here, and you are changing it. If this spreads out, others will think that I, Cheng, did not treat guests well, and drove them away without even giving them a meal.

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Dishes were brought into the hall one after another, and wine jars were brought in one by one. Dad opened a wine jar first, and Cheng Chubi felt that something was not right with the smell...

You say it's not a bar, but there is a smell of wine, but you say it's a bar, and there's a smell similar to medicinal herbs. You say it's a medicinal bar, but why can you still smell something that makes Cheng Chubi feel like he's accidentally

The smell of a hospital room where a bottle of August 4th disinfectant was poured on.

While Cheng Chubi was trying hard to identify this special taste, he saw his father taking it out and taking a deep sniff at the mouth of the jar with an intoxicated look on his face. "This is the Sanle pulp brewed secretly by my old Cheng family. It's not intoxicating."

You still support people, you two little babies, drink more."

While talking, he first filled a bowl for himself, then picked it up and drained it in one gulp, then winked at it for a long time, and then breathed out. "Good wine!"

Cheng Chubi, who was sitting next to Fang Jun, saw it. He saw Li Ke looking at the Chengfu's servant with a sad look on his face and smiling as he poured himself a bowl of Chengfu's secret brew Sanle pulp.

"Hurry up, aren't you a man? Hurry up, little baby. After you finish three bowls, you can do what you want. I'm always kind and never drink wine."

"Then, my nephew will do it first as a token of respect." Li Ke gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, picked up the wine and poured it into his neck. Then his eyes suddenly widened and he rolled his eyes twice.

Seeing Li Ke's uncomfortable state while drinking, Cheng Chubi felt that he was drinking paraquat instead of wine.

He turned his head and looked at Fang Jun beside him. This guy also had a sad look on his face. He was holding a wine bowl and his mouth was trembling. Then he raised his neck and drained it in one gulp. He also winked and winked for a long time before he finished.

He let out a long breath as if for the rest of his life.

"I said Brother Jun, is this wine so bad?" Cheng Chubi reached out and poked Fang Jun and asked in a low voice curiously.

Fang Jun turned his head, with an expression that was worse than death. "Brother Chu Bi, if I can't get out of the Cheng Mansion today, I have to trouble my brother to send someone to inform my parents and ask them to come find me as soon as possible."

"Is it so scary?" Cheng Chubi couldn't help but mutter in a low voice. Unconsciously, Boss Cheng, who had finished two bowls of Sanle pulp, couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable when he saw that his third brother hadn't even moved his chopsticks.

Very happy.

"Third brother, it's not good for you to be like this. Although you are sick, these two are honored guests in our house. Seeing how happy they are drinking, you have to drink some."

Cheng Yaojin stroked his thick beard and smiled heartily, nodding towards Cheng Chubi with kind eyes.

"Third brother, your elder brother is right. Your illness is almost better now. It doesn't hurt to touch your lips. Our old Cheng family's secret Sanle pulp, drink less. Not only will it not intoxicate you, but it will also keep you healthy."

Cheng Chubi saw the earnest eyes of his father and two brothers, and when his servant poured himself a bowl, the taste hit his face.

Cheng Chubi picked up the wine bowl, saluted everyone in the hall, poured it into his mouth, and his eyes suddenly bulged. What the hell is this?

Suddenly, Cheng Chubi felt as if a bucket of cold water, no, a bucket of ice, mixed with smelly socks, straw mats, and the smell of shampoo, was poured down from his head.

It made him shudder, and his mouth was trembling. Could it be that Laoshan Snake Grass Water had appeared more than a thousand years in advance? No, it felt like Snake Grass Water mixed with low-quality liquor and shampoo.

.

Only after spitting out the breath of alcohol, there seemed to be, slightly, a smooth taste like swallowing soapy water for gastric lavage. It was as if I had just taken a sip of paraquat and my stomach was successfully lavaged at the last moment. After the disaster,

The joy and relief of the rest of my life...

"Hahaha... How is the third child? Our secret Sanlejiang is strong enough, isn't it?" Cheng Chuliang saw that his third child was dumbfounded and didn't come back to his senses for a long time, and he couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Strength? How is this strength? It can make life worse than death." Cheng Chubi looked at the remaining half of the bowl of Sanle wine in bewilderment. The turbid wine pulp with a light brown color was shining under the light.

Under the reflection, it ripples softly and slowly...

As an elder, it would have been too much for Cheng Yaojin to persuade the younger generation to drink. However, the eldest brother and the second brother stood up bravely and insisted on making the guests feel at home when they came to the old Cheng's house. They could not live up to the warm hospitality of the old Cheng's house.

of good reputation.

After three or five glasses of wine, Li Ke and Fang Jun, who were trembling with fear, began to relax. It seemed that they were drunk and daring. After ten glasses of wine, Fang Jun and Li Ke were able to return the favor to their eldest brother and second brother.

But every time I eat it, I still have to wink for a long time before I can swallow it.

Cheng Yaojin had already pulled Cheng Chubi to sit next to him, and proudly showed off that the three injured patients he received today were already sick, while the four people treated by his son showed no signs of illness.

"Old Zhang Liang, who dared to chew his tongue, was severely punished by me in front of me today. Unfortunately, there are still a few who can run away faster than rabbits, but it doesn't matter, they can always be blocked."

Watching Cheng Yaojin pour cup after cup of the Sanle juice that tasted like snake plant water into his stomach, he winked and smacked his mouth while boasting about his great achievements in fighting people in the court.

Cheng Chubi, who had a dark look on his face and was trembling with fear, finally understood why his relatives, who were from the north, were able to deal with the spicy southwestern cuisine calmly without changing their expressions.

Compared with Chengfu's secret Sanlejiang, the spicy flavor is at best a younger brother...

ps: Thanks to Gray Hunter for the reward. It’s another new week. Please collect, recommend and invest in the new pink book. It’s not easy to book a new book. Trying to show your face on the historical contract signing list. I’m begging all the great gentlemen to compare their feelings. Okay?
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