Chapter 108 This day is not enough, but this wine is indispensable
This jar of red oil is a stroke of genius.
Ayu, who was originally interested in the rabbit meat in the pot, saw this scene and immediately complained about the old man. She frowned slightly, picked up a green grape with her green and jade fingers, and stuffed it into her mouth.
Naturally, Xu Xiuzhu didn't care about etiquette. He grinned, took down his chopsticks like flying, and ate so happily.
Xia Ze and He Xu looked at the pot full of red soup, with drums in their hearts. When they turned around, Wu Zhuan pretended to be calm, but in fact there was a trace of cold sweat overflowing from his temples...
The creator of the figurines, Lu Yixiang, scratched the red oil with his long chopsticks, picked up a few pieces of venison covered in bright red, put them into his mouth, and devoured them.
A bowl of sloshing liquor was swallowed by the dragon, and a crystal drop of liquor fell from the side of his mouth. The old man wiped his mouth and made a cheerful sound in his mouth. That is called heroic!
Lu Yixiang looked at the three people opposite who were reluctant to take off their chopsticks, laughed loudly, and clapped their hands. The two waiters who had been waiting downstairs for a long time steadily brought up a copper pot that was even larger than before, with a charcoal fire on the bottom of the stove.
It's burning brightly.
The old man fanned his face, and his wrinkled face turned red. I don't know whether it was from the strong alcohol or the spicy red oil.
Originally, Xia Ze and others were already looking forward to the dawn, but the old man had to add at this moment: "Knowing that you foreigners are new to the world and can't eat spicy food, I asked the waiter to prepare an extra clear soup, thinking of amusing them.
Just kidding you, it seems like this dish is unpalatable now, so I’m afraid this wine will be in vain.”
This sentence seems to be putting the cart before the horse and is slightly offensive to Wu Zhu.
Xu Xiuzhu picked up the wine glass and said with a smile: "My master is used to being the overlord at the wine table. Once the table is served, no matter who comes, he will inevitably speak without restraint. As an apprentice, I drank this glass first as an apology. Everyone
Please do as you please."
Xia Ze heard it very clearly. At the end, he said something like "deep feelings", and the remaining half of the sentence. Even He Xu, who had never been to a restaurant, had heard it, "love it lightly".
He stopped Xu Xiuzhu's hand in raising the glass and said: "Meeting is fate, I would like to toast you all first."
Now that the conversation has come to this point, there is no possibility of refusing, so Xia Ze, the host of the banquet, picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp.
A scorching heat like red charcoal fire climbed up to his throat, and the blood vessels throughout his body surged. In an instant, the smell of alcohol spread throughout his limbs and bones. Xia Ze shook his head, trying to get rid of the dizziness. After a moment,
He grinned, his face was rosy, and he was already half drunk.
Lu Yixiang nodded with satisfaction, picked up a piece of mutton liver, put it into Xia Ze's bowl, and said happily: "Okay, he can drink wine, he is a good man, and he can eat vegetables."
Xia Ze was suffocated by the alcohol and lost four points of his consciousness. Without any precaution, he picked up the piece of red meat and put it in his mouth. Within a few moments, he was sweating profusely and gasping for breath.
Wu Zhui was frightened when he saw it, and he complained in his heart that Xia Ze was usually decisive, brave and strategic when fighting with others, but why was he so sincere at this wine table?
While hesitating, the naughty old man looked at Wu Zhui with squinted eyes and a smile, holding up the cup, which was a bit shorter than the cup in Wu Zhui's hand.
"God Wu Shan, I have admired his name for a long time, but I have never paid him a visit. Today I have a chance. Lu will give you a drink first. I will do it, you can do as you like."
Knowing that the person who came was not kind, Wu Zhui hid a sneer at the corner of his mouth. After touching it lightly, he just smacked his lips casually.
He had experienced this kind of wine game no less than a thousand times when he was still a landowner in Yunxi Town. Every time he was not at the top, and every time he was not at the top of the list, and every time he was not groveling and punished in turn by the monsters from all directions who wanted to climb a high branch like him.
liquor.
The loser today is that Xia Ze, who is closely related to his great road, recognizes him as Lu Yixiang as a senior. After all, his seniority is not to say higher than him, but at least the same.
This old man is clearly bullying my master because he doesn't know much about the wine industry, and he is bullying the younger one.
There is also Xu Xiuzhu, who seems to be honest and honest, trying to smooth things over. People with a discerning eye can't see it, but in the heart of Wu Zhuan, a gangster at the table, he looks like a mirror and is actually cooperating with his master.
Wu Zhui had to say that at this wine table, he considered himself the ancestor of everyone, and he would do anything to help Xia Ze earn some face.
Unexpectedly, He Xu, who had been huddled aside eating onion, vinegar chicken and peanuts, raised his head and said suspiciously: "Old Wu, why don't you eat this red oil hot pot? Isn't it to your liking? There is also a clear soup, don't be shy.
ah."
"This kid...which side is he on? Which pot should he not pick up?"
If it weren't for the close proximity between him and Xia Ze, and his temper when he was a farmer, He Xu might have been thrown out of the window by him this time.
"In that case, there are priorities. My lord has not touched his chopsticks, so he does not dare to overstep his bounds." Wu Zhuan smiled lightly, barely maintaining his immortal demeanor.
"There is no priority when it comes to the wine table! Old Wu! You're welcome!" Xia Ze picked up a piece of meat and put it into his bowl with the strength of the wine. He was already dizzy and couldn't tell the difference between friend and foe.
Wu Zhuan lost all hope, the hand holding the chopsticks trembled slightly, and after one gulp, Danfeng's eyes narrowed into a thin line, as if he was about to die peacefully, sweating like rain, sitting silently in his place, without saying a word, he no longer had the air of a fairy.
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Everyone laughed. At the dinner table, except for Ayu, everyone else tacitly agreed to eat the hot pot with red oil floating in it. Not to mention, the strong wine had to be paired with the spicy hot pot to taste the best.
It's just that since Xia Ze started practicing boxing, the drinks he drank were mellower than this, but when it came to being enjoyable, there had never been any drink as good as today.
However, he and He Xu were still not used to spicy food, so they wiped their sweat while eating.
Lu Yixiang said stupidly: "If you can't eat melon seeds, just turn off the red oil."
In the end, Ayu thoughtfully served him and Wu Zhui Hexu a bowl of pure white soup, which solved their urgent need.
He Xu saw Xia Ze and Wu Zhui drinking, and felt envious in his heart. He was about to reach out to pour the jar of wine into the bowl, but Xia Ze, who was shaking, moved his hand and put the jar of wine further away.
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"My hair hasn't even grown yet. How can I drink wine? I'll wait until my hair grows all the way." Xu Xiuzhu said with a smile.
He Xu was a little disappointed. He picked up the spoon and poured a large spoonful of spicy soup into the bowl. He took just one sip and almost shed tears of regret. It was so spicy and hot. With the corner of his eye, he glanced at Xu Xiuzhu, Lu
Yixiang and Wu Zhuan both looked like they were watching a good show.
He Xu took a small sip and turned it into a drink that was fearless of death. Then he endured the burning pain and wiped his mouth.
There was thunderous applause, and Wu Zhui was the most applauded. Then he quickly filled the He Xu soup bowl with lightning speed, with a smile on his face: "Young hero is really brave, have another bowl! Open the eyes of Senior Lu."
He Xu turned his head and turned a deaf ear. He never thought that Xu Xiuzhu gave him a piece of cooked rabbit meat.
Xu Xiuzhu pretended to be surprised and said: "I heard that you used the boxing skills I taught you in the town to defeat many enemies, and you didn't even lose?"
When He Xu heard this, he became interested, jumped off the bench, turned around and sighed: "Oh, I wanted to hide my merit and fame, but I didn't expect the news to leak out. Being a hero is lonely."
Everyone in the room looked at each other in shock, but no one responded. Xu Xiuzhu couldn't help but lightly kicked him on the butt.
He turned his head and rolled his eyes at Xu Xiuzhu, patted his butt, and then smacked his chest: "That's right! But it has little to do with the boxing skills taught by Brother Xiuzhu, maybe 20%. The main thing is that I am talented and smart.
A rare martial arts prodigy to come across in a million years, if Xia Ze hadn't come quickly today, I would have beaten them to a pulp!"
A peanut flew out from Xia Ze's finger and hit He Xu's forehead at an extremely fast speed. The latter let out an ouch and covered his forehead.
He Xu looked at Xia Ze drinking wine as if nothing had happened, and stuck out his tongue in embarrassment.
"This hot pot is good, but it's a pity that there's no donkey meat. Kid, I helped you get a lot of limelight at Taoxi Temple before. That little donkey of yours..." Xu Xiuzhu had a bad look on his face.
He smiled and pursed his lips towards the little white donkey in the stable downstairs.
"Oh no! You are not allowed to touch my little white!" He Xu ran to the window, and there happened to be a woman in white on the street, playing the pipa and singing beautifully.
He ran downstairs and came to the woman. She didn't look outstanding, but she was attractive and the more she looked at her, the more interesting she became. People were coming and going in Chunjiu Alley, most of them were drinking wine or simply looking for sex, like young girls.
This clear soup has little water, so the stall is naturally crowded with birds at the door, making it deserted.
He Xu squatted on the ground alone, resting his hands on his chin quietly, listening to the woman singing. As he listened, He Xu grinned.
He and He Xi had sung this tune every day before, and they were very familiar with it, so they started to sing along with it.
There was some surprise in the woman's eyebrows. She was not angry at He Xu's trouble. Her singing voice became clearer and more melodious. Soon, many drinkers and tourists were attracted by the singing and gathered here.
In fact, the girl's voice is not very good, not even as good as He Xu's. Most of the people who came here to watch felt that He Xu's singing was impressive.
The porcelain bowl in front of the woman made a tinkling sound, followed by the sound of coins falling into the bowl.
After the song was sung and the crowd dispersed, the woman counted the coins in the bowl and found that there were more than thirty coins. She was so happy that she shed tears.
He Xu felt sad when he looked at the girl's whitened sleeves and her damaged but well-hidden shoes.
I don't know when, his eyes were like Xia Ze's, and he could occasionally see her state of mind. In the girl's heart, there was such a small hut. The girl stood in front of the stove, looking at the empty rice vat, feeling sad.
She burst into tears, and behind her, there were three or four hungry, sallow-looking babies.
"Little brother, I will give you half of this money. You sang so well." The girl smiled and wiped away her tears, holding a dozen copper coins in her hands.
He Xu smiled and shook his head. He held ten copper coins that were hot in his palm, threw them into the girl's bowl, and ran away.
The girl hurriedly chased him, but saw the child diving into the crowd and could not be found.
Xia Ze was a little worried and silently came to the window. He happened to see this scene and then returned to the dinner table with relief.
Lu Yixiang opened her sleeves hotly, picked up the wine glass, and said with obsessed eyes: "I don't regret this day, and this wine is indispensable."
"Born to be a divine creature, it behaves like a flower with people. One is that the tongue is strong, the other is that dryness and kissing are moist.
Three drinks will make you happy, four drinks will make you plump. Five or six drinks in a row will make your dry intestines as moist as crispy cakes." I tapped the wine noodles lightly with my fingertips, and after thinking this, I shook my head and shook my head, feeling contented.
Outside the restaurant, on two eaves, one on the left and one on the right, stood a man, one fat and one thin.
The fat one is two feet tall, with a leopard head and eyes, bare chest and bare feet.
The thin one wears golden armor and holds an ax in one hand.
From all directions, there were crowds holding torches, rushing towards the restaurant where Xia Ze was. The formation was so huge that the drunkards and oirans filling the alley were frightened.
"I'll go deal with it. Young master, please wait for a moment. Ayu will go and come back." Ayu stood up, straightened her hair on her temples, tapped her toes, and jumped out of the window.
"Want Wu Zhui to help you?" Xia Ze asked.
"Don't bother Wu Shanshen. Ayu can handle such miscellaneous fish alone."
One was fat and the other was thin. When he saw a stunning woman walking out of the window, he was a little shocked. The fat man with black hair on his chest had greedy eyes.
"It's all superfluous." Ayu stretched out his hands with sharp claws.