However, this idea only existed in Zhou Tianyu's mind for a brief moment. Soon, he followed the others' steps and started to eat.
This one is delicious, and that one is delicious too!
Why do I feel half full even though I haven’t eaten much?
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 was looking left and right in panic: Why is he almost done eating? He is only half full, he can still eat!
However, when he looked carefully, he saw a group of big men looking at Song Tan expectantly.
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 saying that, he turned around, Teng Teng vacated the restaurant, and ran directly upstairs.
What are you doing? Get a drink!
Not all the wine was put into the cellar today, there was an additional 20 kilograms that 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.
You have to guard the house and steal, and get drunk!
Doesn't this delay 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 that their days were like years. Even Tang Xiaodong was looking in the direction of the door eagerly, so that Yan Ran wondered: "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 and didn't pay attention to how she hid the wine. Anyway, she carried her 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 solemnly put down his chopsticks, then wiped his mouth steadily, straightened his posture, and said slowly: "This is serious grain wine, not blended with low-quality alcohol. Drinking it in moderation can promote blood circulation. I should try it."
Tang Xiaodong: ...You can have your say whether you want to drink it or not! Can’t you just say you want to drink it?
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 pound at the age of ten...
After a brief pause, he turned around decisively 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's impossible!" Tang Xiaodong was full of confidence and didn't know a thing.
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.
, sit upright 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 originally that greedy.
After all, you have to be a little reserved when you are a guest in someone else's house.
Besides, he didn't know how good the wine was. But seeing everyone's expectant looks, even he became nervous without knowing it.
Then he looked at his son who was engrossed in eating, and pushed him angrily: "Still eating! If you eat again and your belly is full, how can you drink later?"
Zhou Tianyu raised his head in confusion and saw the mineral water bottles Song Tan was holding.
They are just ordinary plastic bottles, they don’t look classy at all, and no matter how good the wine is, it gives people no sense of expectation.
Besides, this meal is so delicious, so is his dad!
In order to drink wine without eating enough, isn't this picking up sesame seeds and throwing away watermelons?
Until Song Tan unscrewed the lid, and then Song Youde couldn't wait to take the wine bottle——
First, 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 uneasy, so much so that Zhou Tianyu also stood up in confusion.
, holding the cup in both hands, with a pious expression.
What was on his mind 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.
The mineral water bottle is 500 ml, which can be converted into wine, and a full bottle only costs eight taels.
Now that there were so many people, he only poured half a cup per person.
Then he looked at the two bottles on the cabinet behind him. He gritted his teeth and raised the cup: "Come on, come on, if nothing 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:
"Hiss-ha-"
Looking around, almost all the people drinking are wearing masks 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 it was sweet after entering the throat, and there was a stream of cold wine in the throat.
fragrant!
This, 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, no need to give or take a sip of the drink, the old man holding the cup cherishes it and takes 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!
Okay! It was only half a cup for each person. After barely mixing it for three sips, the bottom had already reached the bottom. Song Youde looked at the wine glass with heartache, and finally couldn't help but turn around and touch the second bottle.
"Don't worry, don't worry!" Song Tan advised: "This wine has a high alcohol content and is very strong. Can you handle it?"
"And grandpa, you are in better health now, so you can't drink anymore!"
Grandpa was sitting in a wheelchair, it was like a bolt from the blue!
"I have inconvenience in my legs and feet, and it's not inconvenience in my stomach. 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!
