Brother Hao first yelled at the owner of the barbecue stall, and then said to Brother Zhao next to him: "Go and pack a few bottles of white wine."
"What brand of liquor should I drink?" Brother Zhao asked.
"Wuliangye." Brother Hao said casually.
"Okay." Brother Zhao didn't dare to neglect, and immediately stood up and ran to the store on the side.
Brother Hao then ordered a few more barbecue items and some cold dishes. When the hatchback beer arrived, he asked his boys to open all the beers in one go.
Before the food was served or Brother Zhao came back from buying liquor, Brother Hao raised a bottle of beer and said to Ji Fan, "Come on, brother, one of us will leave first."
After saying that, Brother Hao put the mouth of the bottle to his mouth, raised his head, and started drinking.
It only took a few seconds to drink a bottle of beer in one go.
"Brother Hao, you have a good drinking capacity!"
"Brother Hao's bottle blowing speed is really invincible!"
The three gangsters clapped their hands and flattered each other.
"Brother, you drink too!"
After Brother Hao finished drinking a bottle, he wiped his mouth and shook the empty bottle in his hand to urge Ji Fan.
Ji Fan had no choice but to imitate Brother Hao and blow at the bottle.
Ji Fan actually has a good drinking capacity, but he likes to drink slowly and is not good at drinking hard. After all, he used to have a weak body and could not hold down the alcohol.
You know, the beer here is not the kind of small bottles found in bars or KTVs. An ordinary person can drink seven or eight bottles, which is already an extraordinary amount of alcohol.
Although he is not good at it, after all, Brother Hao has already drank, and Ji Fan cannot pretend to be cowardly.
"Gudong! Gudong..."
Ji Fan's Adam's apple squirmed and he drank a lot of beer.
Not to mention, even though it took more than ten seconds, Ji Fan drank a bottle of beer in one go.
"Haha, brother's drinking capacity is pretty good too."
Brother Hao seemed to have a bold temper. He picked up another bottle and said, "Come on, brother, good things come in pairs. Let's go with another one."
Also before Ji Fan could speak, Brother Hao simply blew another bottle.
Ji Fan frowned slightly. He could tell that Brother Hao didn't knock him down in the fight just now. He was planning to knock him down at the wine table.
This is the time to fight for wine!
If it were in the past, Ji Fan would not have dared to have a drinking contest with someone like Brother Hao. He only had seven or eight bottles of beer at most, which was probably not worth mentioning in front of Brother Hao.
But now, Ji Fan really wants to give it a try. Firstly, his body has become much stronger, and secondly, he knows that Brother Hao is injured.
Ji Fan poured another bottle into his stomach, and Ji Fan didn't feel anything was wrong. If he had poured two bottles in the past, he would definitely have an uproar in his stomach, and maybe he would spurt it out.
Yang Huiyun also knew Ji Fan's drinking capacity. She wanted to dissuade him, but when she saw that Ji Fan's face remained calm even after drinking two bottles of beer, she took back the words that came to her lips.
Of course, Yang Huiyun also knew that drinking a few bottles of beer was nothing to Ji Fan.
After two bottles, the cold dishes finally arrived.
Cold dishes are actually very simple, just edamame, peanuts, lotus root slices, yuba and the like.
As soon as the cold dishes were served, Brother Zhao came back and brought a box of liquor. From the packaging, it could be seen that the box contained Wuliangye.
Six bottles of Wuliangye are probably worth over 10,000 yuan. Brother Hao was really generous today.
"Open them all!"
Brother Hao pointed at the liquor in the box and said proudly.