The first thousand one hundred and eighty-seven chapters beat him up
"Nonsense, the wine here is definitely the best in the capital!" Zhu Yi said and walked towards the tavern, but as soon as he walked in the door, he suddenly realized something was wrong, "Wait a minute, what did you just call me?"
"Pig head!" Xia Tian said lazily.
Zhu Dun's face was filled with black lines: "Why did I become a pig's head?"
"Oh, originally I wanted to call you Old Man Zhu, but I thought it was too troublesome to call you three words, so I just called you Zhutou for short." Xia Tian had a good reason.
Zhu Yi almost collapsed: "I said, you can call me Old Man Zhu, or even Old Man Hao. Can you stop calling me Zhutou?"
"No, I think the title Pig Head is very good. If you are not convinced, just fight with me. If you can beat me, I won't call you Pig Head." Xia Tian said lazily.
Zhu Yi had the urge to hit the wall this time. Why did he meet such an unreasonable little guy?
"Mr. Zhu, you are here...ah? Mr. Zhu, you, your legs..." came a voice, but the voice turned into an exclamation halfway through.
"Lao Du, my leg is healed. I came here to celebrate with a drink. I want to give my best daughter a gift. Is that okay?" Zhu Yi took up the conversation and said.
"No problem, absolutely no problem. Mr. Zhu, please sit down first, I'll be right back!" This was a man in his fifties, with a medium build, who looked very ordinary, but he was very excited at the moment. After he said this, he ran in
In the house.
"Come on, girl, sit down, sit down, the wine will be here soon." Zhu Yi greeted Mei'er. As for Xia Tian, Zhu Yi decided to deal less with this kid, lest he be pissed to death by him.
"How come this place doesn't have a sign?" Meier asked curiously after sitting down.
"Good wine doesn't need a sign." Zhu Yi replied: "Girl, let me tell you, here is the most authentic Nuer Hong. I guarantee you have never drunk it before."
Just as he was talking, the old man came over with a jar of wine: "Mr. Zhu, this is the oldest daughter's red here. It is really thirty years old. You and your friends drink it slowly while I go get some."
Come over with drinks and food."
"Okay, Lao Du, please excuse me!" Zhu Yi took the jar, opened it, and the aroma of wine immediately overflowed.
"Hey, this wine smells really good!" Xia Tian reached out and grabbed the wine jar, poured a bowl for himself, and then poured a bowl for Mei'er, and then he picked up the wine bowl.
, Gudong Gudong drank it all in one gulp, "It's really delicious. Wife Meier, please drink some too!"
"Pour me some, pour me some, let me try!" Zhu Yi urged there.
Xia Tian actually poured some for Zhu Yi, then continued to pour another bowl for himself, and drank it all in one gulp.
"Why did you only pour me so little?" Zhu Yi was depressed, "This didn't even fill the bottom of the bowl!"
"You asked me to pour you a little, then of course I will only pour you a little." Xia Tian said plausibly, then poured himself another bowl, and at the same time said to Mei'er: "My wife Mei'er, you drink
Give it a try and see if you like it."
Mei'er really picked up the bowl, took a sip, and then spit it out: "Well, I don't think it tastes good."
"Oh, then I'm relieved." Xia Tian first drank up the wine in his bowl, then picked up the wine jar, opened his mouth, and poured the wine in the jar directly into his mouth.
Meier and Zhu Dun were stunned for a moment.
It took almost a minute for the two of them to react.
"Hey, drink slowly, don't get drunk!" Mei'er still cared about Xia Tian, for fear that he would drink too much.
"Xia Tian, please save some for me, save some, I haven't drunk it yet!" Zhu Yi was naturally concerned about wine.
"Okay, I'll save some for you." Xia Tian finally put the wine jar down, stuffed it into Zhu Yi's hand, and burped the wine at the same time, "Well, it tastes good..."
As soon as Zhu picked up the wine jar, he poured wine into his own bowl. Then, he really poured out a little bit, probably dozens of drops. Xia Tian indeed only left a little bit for him.
For a moment, Zhu Yiyi felt like crying without tears. His beloved daughter of thirty years, Hongah, was just gone!
He picked up the bowl and poured less than a mouthful of the wine in the bowl into his mouth, and then he wanted to cry even more. This wine was really good, more mellow and fragrant than what he had drunk before, but he couldn't drink it anymore.
"Girl, let's discuss something, okay?" Zhu Yi suddenly saw the bowl of wine in front of Mei'er, and his eyes suddenly lit up, and he became a little excited.
However, as soon as he said these words, Xia Tian suddenly stretched out his hand, snatched the bowl of wine in front of Mei'er, and drank it all in one gulp.
Only then did Meier ask: "Uncle Zhu, what's the matter?"
However, the look in Zhu's eyes had disappeared. He shook his head feebly: "It's okay. Remember to remind me in the future, never drink with your wine barrel boyfriend."
"Hey, Zhutou, I'm not Meier's wife's boyfriend, I'm her husband." Xia Tian said dissatisfiedly at this time.
Zhu Yi glared at Xia Tian angrily. He even had the urge to fight with Xia Tian. This kid was such a bully!
"Mr. Zhu, here are some dishes to go with the wine. You can eat them first. If they are not enough, I will get them later." At this time, Old Du came over.
"Lao Du, I don't know if there are enough dishes to go with the wine. The wine is not enough anyway. Do you still have your thirty-year-old daughter Hong?" Zhu Yi asked feebly. He thought it was unlikely that Lao Du would still have this kind of food.
It's such a good wine. For wines of this vintage, it's better to drink a jar less than the next jar.
Lao Du subconsciously looked at the jar of daughter's red wine, and soon found that the wine was empty. He was stunned for a moment, and then apologized: "Mr. Zhu, I'm sorry, the 30-year-old wine is gone, but there are still some.
Twenty years, Mr. Zhu, do you want it?"
"Yes, of course!" Zhu Yi perked up and stood up hurriedly, "Lao Du, I'll go get the wine with you!"
This time Zhu Yi decided to drink his fill in the wine cellar first, and then come out. However, when he arrived at the wine cellar, something happened that made him collapse, because Lao Du told him that the wine was missing.
"That kid probably stole it!" This thought came to Zhu Yi's mind, and then he immediately went back outside. As he expected, he saw a few more empty wine jars on the table.
As for Xia Tian, he fell on Mei'er at this moment, looking like he was already drunk.
"Girl, can we discuss something?" Zhu Yi began to discuss things with Meier again.
"Uncle Zhu, what's the matter?" Mei'er was a little surprised.
"Can you let me beat this kid up while he's drunk?" Zhu Yi looked at Xia Tian who was lying in Mei'er's arms angrily. He really wanted to beat Xia Tian up.
"Uncle Zhu, actually I kind of want to beat him up." Meier glanced at Xia Tian, then hugged him and stood up, "However, he is drunk now, I'd better take him back to rest."
"I knew you girl couldn't bear to beat him. Forget it. Fortunately, this kid has left me a lot of daughter's red for ten years. Now no one can compete with me." Zhu Yi was a little depressed.
"Uncle Zhu, I originally wanted to tell you something, but it's not very convenient now. So, Uncle Zhu, please find time to go to the secret team in the next few days, and I will talk to you then." Meier was pressed.
With Xia Tian making such a fuss, he couldn't discuss the matter with Zhu Yi.
"Okay, I will go." Zhu Yi agreed readily, "You'd better take this kid away quickly, lest he wakes up later and grabs a drink from me."
Meier nodded, said nothing, picked up Xia Tian, walked out of the tavern, and then returned to the outside of Zhu Yi's courtyard as quickly as possible, where her car was still parked.
After putting Xia Tian in the back seat of the car, she was about to get up, but suddenly found that she couldn't get up. Xia Tian's hands were tightly holding her waist.
Mei'er didn't care at this time. It was normal for drunk people to be like this. However, when she wanted to take Xia Tian's hand away, she found that she couldn't do it. Instead, she suddenly became unstable and fell down on Xia Tian's hand.
When she was wearing it, she started to feel something was wrong.
Especially when she discovered that Xia Tian couldn't smell the slightest bit of alcohol in his mouth, she became even more certain of one thing, this pervert was pretending to be drunk!
"You lied to me again!" Meier was furious and punched Xia Tian hard, "Let me go!"
"Wife Meier, I didn't lie to you!" Xia Tian saw that he could no longer pretend, so he opened his eyes with an innocent look, "I was really drunk just now, but I sober up quickly."
"Really?" Meier was still a little doubtful.
"Of course it's true. In fact, I didn't expect that I would get drunk. I never got drunk when I drank before. Maybe I drank too fast today, so I was drunk for a short while, but I woke up very well.
Come on, so, Mrs. Mei'er, I really didn't lie to you!" Xia Tian said swornly.
"Okay, I believe you for once." Mei'er felt that this explanation was reasonable, so she didn't pursue it any further, "Let's go, let's go eat now. I heard that drinking on an empty stomach makes you drunk easily. That's probably how you got drunk just now.
of."
"Okay, let's go have dinner." Xia Tian agreed, and now Zhu Yi was no longer around to act as a light bulb.
Meier said nothing more and drove Xia Tian away. Then they found a good-looking restaurant on the roadside, went in to find a booth, and started their lunch.
Halfway through lunch, Xia Tian's cell phone rang.
Taking the phone and looking at it, Xia Tian found that the call was from Shi Pengfei, so he answered the call: "Hey, what's going on?"
"Doctor Xia, what we told you last time has made progress. They asked Xiaobei to put the information in a storage box in a supermarket, and then send the barcode of the storage box to them by courier in the same city." Shi Pengfei.
The voice was a little low, "What should we do now?"
"I know about this matter. I'll make some arrangements first and call you later." Xia Tian said casually, and then hung up the phone. He wasn't very concerned about this matter now.
In his opinion, it was more important to finish lunch with Meier first.