Schrödinger's straight man

Others were waiting for them outside the store early, except for one or two colleagues who couldn't bear it and dropped in to go home, the staff was basically full.That barbecue stall is very famous, but the storefront is very small. There are only a few gathering places in this city where people eat supper in the early morning, and it gets more and more lively as the night goes by. Naturally, these late guests can only squeeze in a shed outside the door. A squeeze.

In late December in the south, the temperature gradually stabilized at a few degrees above zero, and there were several thunderstorms. The air was extremely humid and cold for a long time.Although the shed is covered with a windproof cloth as thick as a quilt, the chill still creeps in from the gaps, and the air conditioner cannot be turned on to counteract it. The number of people drinking to keep warm has skyrocketed.The boss didn't ask about 21, but when he saw the guests sitting outside, he consciously brought a case of beer for them to drink first.

Yao Ruolin gave half of the full wine to Qin Shaoyou, looked at the snow-white foam that was almost overflowing from the mouth of the glass, and said with a smile: "I poured wine for me when I first came here, because I didn't want me to eat well. Bar?"

The people who filled the bottles one by one said innocently: "Boss Yao said this, who can get drunk with only ten degrees of wine? I was afraid that the beer would be cold at first, so I asked the boss to heat up a pot of rice wine later. son sent it."

Qin Shaoyou was confused when he saw Yao Ruolin, but last time it was made by the Russians, a fighting nation, which is not something ordinary people can bear.However, the little alcohol content of beer and rice wine, in the eyes of people like them who often socialize, is almost equal to alcohol-flavored drinks, which is not worth mentioning: "The warmest thing in this store is a kind of medicinal wine brewed by the boss himself. I came to have a drink with my friends once, and that guy went back to run on the rooftop to blow the northwest wind all night." Saying that, he drank the half glass of beer that Yao Ruolin didn't want in one gulp.

"You didn't say it earlier. Make us blind!" The colleague laughed and cursed, turned around and called the boss to come over, and asked to try something new.

Yao Ruolin peeled off the plastic packaging of the disposable chopsticks, buried his head in eating the spicy flower armor with a layer of spicy oil, and declared in advance: "I really can't drink it. It's beer, rice wine, and medicinal wine. Drink it all together. Today I have to sleep on the street."

"How is this possible?" Everyone shouted, their rebellious psychology made them particularly interested in drinking Yao Ruolin.

Not long after, the proprietress brought a small steaming copper pot and a transparent golden glass cup to the table, and also presented several appetizers specially paired with medicinal wine.The head of the department took the lead in booing, and mixed some medicinal wine into Yao Ruolin's half glass of beer. The brown ingredients like wolfberry and Chinese prickly ash were floating and sinking in the glass, and a strong alcohol smell lingered.

Yao Ruolin was teased by them and had nowhere to hide, so he took a sip, which didn't have any spicy taste, lowered his head and sniffed, and tasted a few more doubtful mouthfuls: "It seems a bit sweet..."

Qin Shaoyou suppressed a smile, and poured him another glass: "I heard that one of the ingredients is sweet. My exclusive secret recipe is different from the wine that can be bought casually on the market."

Yao Ruolin clinked glasses with other people and drank three or four liang together. Hearing his words, he warned: "It won't have any special effect... Then I really can't drink any more, so I'd better order a box of coconut milk." Forget about milk."

The crowd couldn't resist him, so Qin Shaoyou put away his cup, replaced the small copper pot with rice wine on his hand with the freshly served oysters, and the rest of them started to play games with the wine.

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This chapter is about to burst the number of words, I am still stepping on the accelerator, I will go to my Weibo later @短发少女胡汉三 private message me the second half, I will post it separately.