The Personal Crazy Soldiers of the Beautiful President

"Wu Jianlin, Yang Feng is my colleague, not what you think."

Zhang Keqi in the tea room on the second floor was a little flustered.

"Yang Feng, you don't need to go down, they dare not..."

"Forget it, since you're here, it's fate, and what everyone wants is excitement and happiness. I can tell that they like you very much."

"I heard that you have a boyfriend, this is asking for drunkenness!"

Yang Feng smiled, and saw the trace of affection for Zhang Keqi in the eyes of Wu Jianlin and others. After speaking, he walked down with a generous smile.

"it is good."

"Good job!"

"He's a good guy!"

The women, children, and middle-aged and elderly people who were watching all around cheered and applauded.

It seems that Yang Feng's actions made everyone very happy. This is a feast, like a happy event in Chixi Village.

"Old village chief, since it's so lively, why don't we organize a bonfire party in this family compound, we should celebrate when Qiqi comes back."

"Yes, come here, everyone, if you have vegetables, get vegetables, if you have meat, get meat, and if you don't have any, go to the field to get some. The Zhang family has allowed us to live a well-off life in Chixi Village a long time ago."

"Qiqi made our white tea from Chixi Village go international. We should celebrate when Qiqi comes back!"

"Good Le!"

"Oh~!"

When the old village chief said a word, the surrounding immediately cheered happily.

Both men and women took out the ingredients from their own homes and sent them to the chef behind the Zhang family compound.

Some people even took out their own pigs and sheep directly.

Enthusiastic villagers, just for a while, more than ten tables of wine and food are enough!
"It's a man!"

When Wu Jianlin and the others saw Yang Feng coming down, they all nodded with a smile.

If Yang Feng shrinks back, let alone them, the aunt who washes the vegetables will show a look of incompetence.

Simple people are that simple.

"My name is Wu Jianlin. Qiqi grew up with us. She is our pistachio. We all like Qiqi, but we also know that Qiqi doesn't like us."

"We also know Qiqi's character. If she can bring you back, she has already affirmed you."

"But Qiqi is very kind, we don't want her to be cheated, so don't blame us for being nosy, we just want to see your character!"

"Wow~!"

While Wu Jianlin was speaking, he grabbed a water tank weighing a hundred catties and put it in the middle.

"Wine quality is character, it depends on whether you dare or not!"

Wu Jianlin's momentum was like a rainbow.

Drinking can indeed reveal a person's character, and the culture in wine is even more extensive and profound. From the first sip, to slightly drunk, half drunk, heavily drunk, and drunk, this process can reveal a person's essence.

After drinking to a certain level, any disguise will be torn off, revealing the true face.

"drink!"

"drink!"

"drink!"

"..."

All around, the villagers of Chixi immediately began to coax, and one dish after another was served on the table in the hands of smiling women.

"My name is Yang Feng. Thank you for your warm hospitality. You guys are so proud. I don't want to talk nonsense. Let's open a bar!"

Yang Feng originally wanted to explain that he was just Keqi's colleague, but he felt a little helpless when he saw the hot eyes.

Any explanation at this time is pale.

"Okay, young man Yang, good job!"

Some old people watched it so wonderfully that they felt a little overwhelmed, and they were even more optimistic about Yang Feng.

"Crack~!"

Wu Jianlin slapped open the sealed yellow mud cover of the water tank, and a scent of wine immediately filled the air.

"Good wine!"

Yang Feng's eyes lit up when he smelled the aroma of wine.

"Wow~!"

Not to mention Yang Feng, even the others sniffed crazily.

"This is the rice wine that my dad brewed seven years ago. It is also a kind of wine researched by Keqi and added with trace elements of white tea wood. It uses ancient methods and goes through 77 processes."

"It was supposed to be hidden until I got married, but I think today is the best time!"

"give a feast!"

Wu Jianlin's face was rosy, and he glanced at Zhang Keqi, as if he had an expression of asking for drunkenness and blessing!

"give a feast!"

"Wow~!"

Immediately, an experienced old man placed the wine bowl on the table, fighting wine like a plum blossom pile.

"Gulu Gulu~!"

As soon as the grapes were scooped up, the aroma of the wine filled the air, and when it was poured into a bowl, it exuded a strange aroma.

Just smelling the aroma of wine, what Tai Mao and Wulangye are all scum.

Zhang Keqi, mother and father, who was so busy, looked at the bustle here with a smile on her face.

This is the custom of Chixi Village, although it is usually not so noisy.

But happy isn't it?
Qiqi brought her boyfriend back to prevent these young people from making a fuss?

"Yang Feng, I respect you!"

Wu Jianlin picked up a bowl of wine and drank it all in one gulp!

There are three or two in this bowl.

"it is good."

Yang Feng also seemed to be aroused with a little pride, picked up the wine bowl and drank it down to the last drop.

"Wow~!"

"Good wine, sweet in the mouth, soft in the throat, fragrant in the mouth, never forgetting."

Yang Feng was amazed, if this wine was stored for a few more years, it would definitely be a top-notch wine, and there is actually a vitality in it, a vitality that nourishes the body!
White tea belongs to wood, which is the wood gas in the five elements. Wood gas represents the vitality, but it can be refined in wine!

This ordinary person can invigorate the blood and brighten the heart by drinking it in moderation and often, and prolong life!
"Never forget, well said!"

"Wow~!"

There was thunderous applause all around, young people, young people, middle-aged and old people watched with enthusiasm, wishing that the people in that scene were just like themselves.

"Come again!"

"Gululu~!"

Seeing Yang Feng's boldness, Wu Jianlin made another bowl, but for this plum blossom pile, there are two bowls in the second row!

"Come!"

Yang Feng smiled and drank two bowls.

"Come again!"

The third row is three bowls!

This time it was nearly a catty!
"Yang Feng!"

Although Zhang Keqi was delighted with Yang Feng's pride at the moment, almost everyone was very happy, but the wine had a lot of stamina.

Although the degree is between 47 and [-], because it is rice wine made from white tea, once you get drunk, you will get more and more drunk!

"fine."

Yang Feng drank three bowls, smiled slightly, and did not evaporate the rice wine with luck.

Instead, he fell in love with this wine, especially the woodiness in it!
And it's delicious, it's absorbing all of its powerful qi and blood.

"Come again!"

Wu Jianlin, who drank six bowls in a row, had a red neck.

"Again, you can only be considered a good man if you have done plum blossom stakes!"

"Wow~!"

The fourth row is four bowls!

The two looked at each other and picked up the wine bowl at the same time, which was a boozy meal.

Even Wu Jianlin, who was in the late stage of stretching his muscles and bones, shook his body slightly after drinking these four bowls.

"Good drink!"

Wu Jianlin gave Yang Feng a thumbs up!

"You're good too."

Yang Feng smiled, mainly because the wine here was delicious, and the sincerity in the eyes of the people around him, without scheming or cunning, made Yang Feng act according to the feeling of his heart.

He couldn't help but think of his friend who died in battle, the Four Elephant Longbow.

"Thousands of miles off the mountain, the wind and rain are far away."

"Native accent, I would like to listen.

"Home wine, I would like to taste..."

Only now did Yang Feng realize Sixiang's longing for his hometown.

How can this kind of hometown not be missed!
"Come on, who else wants to drink with me, call out the best drinker in your village!"

Yang Feng looked around, his eyes were not sharp, but kind.

He was born as an orphan, but at this moment he felt like seeing a fellow countryman.

Yang Feng wanted to get drunk, so he used his drunkenness to commemorate his brothers who died in battle, the Four Elephant Longbow!

Isn't Longbow a member of the Zhang family in Chixi Village?
Drunk once at the place of the Zhang family and in Chixi Village, this is the agreement between Yang Feng and Sixiang back then.

"I have the opportunity to go to Chixi, my hometown, and take you to drink the best wine and taste the best tea!"

One sentence is still in my ears!

"Amazing!"

"Wu Jianlin doesn't seem to be an opponent!"

"Kiki has good eyesight!"

"Well, yes, whether it's his demeanor, eyes, or demeanor, you can tell that this is a good man!"

Everyone around nodded their heads. If ordinary people are forced by Wu Jianlin so forcefully, let alone drinking, they will be angry now!

Zhang Keqi blushed even more, secretly looking at Yang Feng.

"Brother Yang Feng, Wu Jianlin admires you for being a good drinker. If you drink any more, I'm no match for you."

Wu Jianlin was already half drunk, but he didn't choose to drink any more.

"Originally, our brothers planned to get you drunk, but if I couldn't drink you, they would fight with each other."

"But you are a hero, we can't lose face."

Wu Jianlin's eyes were excited, and the six or seven people behind him were eager to try, but they didn't have the previous provocative intention.

"However, the most drinkable person in our village is not me, but Kuangge."

Wu Jianlin looked at a young man behind him, "Xiao Ye, go to Jiufeng Mountain and ask Brother Kuang to come down, and say that we have found him a match!"

"Yes, brother Jianlin."

A young man rushed away with excitement.

"Oh, crazy brother?"

Yang Feng smiled, Wu Jianlin was indeed not his opponent, he would start bragging after drinking five bowls at most.

As soon as the stamina comes up, it will float.

"Yang Feng, Zhang Kuang is my cousin. Both the tea ceremony and wine skills have been taught by my grandfather, and he has been studying tea making and wine brewing on Jiufeng Mountain."

"You drank too much wine, we just go upstairs to drink tea, and no one will blame you."

Speaking of Zhang Kuang's coming, Zhang Keqi was actually a little worried about Yang Feng.

"Hehehe, it's rare to have a thousand cups of wine with a bosom friend, but it's rare to be an opponent with ten thousand cups. Such a good wine, how can you not drink it to your heart's content?"

At this moment, Yang Feng exuded the aura of a hero from all corners of his body.

It's not drinking, it's not pretentiousness, but it's the real free and easy, free, chivalrous and courageous, and the joy of traveling across the rivers and lakes.

It was also the beginning of Yang Feng's spiritual change.

Now he is not that cold-faced Yan Luo who makes people fearful, he is Yang Feng!