Chapter 606 606 Thousand Cups of Wine

Chapter 606 606. A thousand cups cannot be poured out

However, this idea only existed in Zhou Tianyu's mind for a brief moment. Soon, he followed the others' pace 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, savor 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 eating?"

What?

Zhou Tianyu still had rice in his bowl, his cheeks were bulging at the moment, and he looked left and right in panic: Why are you almost done eating? This 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?

I saw her 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 to do? Get the wine!

Not all the wine was put into the cellar today. An additional 20 kilograms were 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. The whole house has to be guarded and stolen, and a lot of people are 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 the day was like a year. 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? You didn't drink in the afternoon?"

At that time, she was helping to dry the tea leaves, so she didn't pay attention to how she hid the wine. Anyway, she carried 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 tomorrow afternoon when the courier arrives."

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?

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, you can't drink 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. His ears perked up at this moment. 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's behavior. , straighten your posture, sit back 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 that greedy originally.

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 looking at 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, your belly will be full. How can you drink later?"

Zhou Tianyu raised his head in confusion and saw the mineral water bottles Song Tan was holding.

They were just ordinary plastic bottles, which didn’t look classy at all, and no matter how good the wine was, it gave 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 the watermelon?

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 was slowly poured in, the cold but lingering aroma of the wine invaded the entire space inch by inch. In an instant, everyone was unsettled, so much so that Zhou Tianyu also stood up in confusion. , holding the cup in both hands, with a pious expression.

What he was thinking about 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 impatiently 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, and then everyone's brows relaxed, feeling the lingering aftertaste of the stimulation, soft and smooth, sweet after entering the throat, and a cold wine aroma in the throat!

How to describe this?

The most experienced seventh cousin was speechless!

They just sighed: "Good wine! Come on, drink another one!"

No need to play rock-paper-scissors, no need to refuse to drink it, all the men holding the cups cherished it and took another sip.

Strangely, the strong liquor was still stimulating when it entered the throat, but they didn't make that grinning expression again, as if they had gradually gotten used to it...

And then another sip!

Well! Each person only had half a cup, and after barely mixing three sips, it was already empty. Song Youde looked at the wine glass with heartache, and finally couldn't help turning around and touching the second bottle.

"Don't worry, don't worry!" Song Tan advised: "This wine has a high alcohol content and is strong. Can you drink it?"

"And grandpa, you have just recovered, you can't drink it!"

Grandpa was sitting in a wheelchair, it was a bolt from the blue!

"My legs and feet are inconvenient, not my stomach, why can't I drink it?"

Qi Lin also looked at Tang Xiaodong on the side: "Didn't you only drink three bottles of beer? Can you drink it now?"

Tang Xiaodong's face was red, and the whole person seemed like a red boiler, and his words were sonorous: "Good wine! I can! I can drink a thousand cups!"

Qi Lin:...

He stared at it silently for a while, and suddenly picked up a bowl of Tremella soup and handed it over:

"Come on, drink it."

As soon as the voice fell, Tang Xiaodong tilted his head back and drank the soup directly!

Good night!