Song Tan Jishi

  Chapter 606 606. A thousand cups never pour

  However, this idea only existed in Zhou Tianyu's mind for a moment, and soon, he followed the pace of the crowd and buried himself in humming and cooking.

   This is delicious, and that is delicious too!

  Why do you feel half full without eating much?

   No, no, no, slow down the speed, eat slowly, savor carefully...

   Before he tasted a 123, he saw Seventh Cousin and Song Youde look at each other, then looked around, and asked attentively: "Is it almost enough?"

What?

   Zhou Tianyu still had rice in his bowl, his cheeks were bulging at this moment, and he looked left and right in panic: Why is it almost enough to eat? This is only half full, he can still eat!

  However, when he looked more carefully, he saw that a group of elders were looking at Song Tan expectantly.

   And what about Song Tan?

  I saw her put down her chopsticks steadily, and now she nodded with satisfaction:

   "Okay, as long as you don't drink on an empty stomach."

   After finishing speaking, he turned around, Teng Teng vacated the restaurant, and then ran directly upstairs.

  What are you doing? Take the wine!

  Not all the wine was put into the cellar today, and an extra 20 catties were divided and put away.

  However, they were all placed on Song Tan's floor.

  —I can’t let it go!

As for the aroma of the wine, as soon as it evaporated, everyone was so hungry that it was about to flow out. If she really let Seventh Cousin put it in the kitchen or the utility room as usual, don't wait for tomorrow, this afternoon, including Seventh Cousin. The inner capital has to be guarded and stolen, and a lot of drunks are drunk!

   Isn't this a delay in work?

  So, after the wine was packed, Song Tan took it over.

   Otherwise, who would eat honestly now?

  She moved quickly, but everyone in the restaurant felt that the day was like a year. Even Tang Xiaodong looked at the direction of the door eagerly, so that Yan Ran wondered: "Aren't you two catties? You are so greedy, didn't you drink in the afternoon?"

  At that time, she was helping to dry the tea leaves, so she didn't pay attention to how to hide the wine. Anyway, she carried two bottles upstairs.

   Tang Xiaodong stared at the door, without turning his eyes, but his voice was sad:

   "I'm afraid I can't help it anymore, so I finished drinking 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 when the courier arrives tomorrow afternoon."

   Then he looked at Qi Lin again: "Alcohol damages the brain, should you not drink tonight?"

  Qi Lin put down his chopsticks solemnly, 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 invigorate blood circulation. I should try it."

  Tang Xiaodong: ...you can talk about whether you want to drink it or not! Just say you want to drink or not?

  He snorted, originally wanted to say who would get down first tonight, but then remembered that Qi Lin said before that he could do half a catty at the age of ten...

  After a brief pause, he turned his head decisively again, and smiled at Professor Song: "Teacher, we have to go up and down tonight!"

   "Okay, okay! Xiaodong, don't you still can't drink me!"

   "That can't be done!" Tang Xiaodong was full of confidence and didn't count at all.

Professor Song is really eager to see through. Now his ears are pricked up. Hearing Song Tan's voice coming down the stairs, and seeing her figure appearing at the window, he was very excited, and quickly followed Qi Lin's example , Correct posture, sit and wait for the wine.

   To paraphrase Yan Ran's words: such a good wine, the level is a bit ritual!

  …

  Zhou Maozhu was not that greedy in the first place.

   After all, you have to be a little reserved when you are a guest in someone's house.

   Besides, he doesn't know how good this wine is. But seeing everyone's anticipation, unconsciously, even he became nervous.

  Looking at his son, who was buried in binge eating, he pushed him bitterly: "I still eat! If I eat again, my belly is full, how can I drink later?"

  Zhou Tianyu looked up in a daze, and saw the mineral water bottles Song Tan was holding.

   That is an ordinary plastic bottle, which looks like no grade at all, and even the best wine makes people lose their sense of expectation.

   Besides, this meal is so delicious, so is his dad!

   In order to drink and not eat enough, isn’t this picking up sesame seeds and throwing watermelon?

  Until Song Tan unscrewed the lid, and Song Youde eagerly took the wine bottle—

  First of all, I poured half a cup into my grandfather Wu Jianguo's cup.

The moment the transparent wine was poured slowly, the cold but lingering aroma of the wine invaded the entire space inch by inch. In an instant, everyone couldn't sit still, so that Zhou Tianyu also stood up in a daze. , holding the cup in both hands, with a pious demeanor.

   What was in his mind was: The sesame seeds his father picked up, did they fall from the peach feast?

  At this moment, he was holding the half glass of white wine in his glass, hesitating and reluctant to take a sip.

  Song Youde really didn't pour too much.

  The bottle of mineral water is 500ml, which can be converted into wine, and the full bottle is only eight taels.

  With so many people now, he only poured half a cup each.

  Looking at the two bottles on the cabinet behind him again, he gritted his teeth and raised his cup: "Come on, let's not talk about anything else, let's do one first!"

   After finishing speaking, he couldn't wait to pick 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, grinning and making a sound:

   "Hiss—ha—"

  Looking around again, almost all the people drinking are this pain mask:

   "This wine—this wine is too strong! Spicy!"

  It's really spicy, not as soft as they imagined.

However, the painful expression only appeared for a moment, and then everyone's brows relaxed, feeling the long aftertaste after the stimulation, soft and smooth, sweet in the throat, and a cold wine in the throat fragrant!

   How do you describe this?

  The Seventh Cousin who had the most experience was speechless!

   They just let out a long sigh: "Good wine! Come on, make another!"

   There is no need to guess at the game, and there is no need to give false grounds to say that you can't drink it. The elders holding the cup cherish another sip.

  The strange thing is that the spirits are still irritating when they enter their throats, but they don't make that grinning expression anymore, as if they have gradually gotten used to it...

   Then another bite!

Okay! Each person only had half a cup, and after barely three mouthfuls, Song Youde looked at the wine glass with heartache, and finally couldn't help but turned around and touched the second bottle.

   "Don't worry, don't worry!" Song Tan persuaded: "This wine has a high alcohol content and strong strength, can your drinking capacity handle it?"

   "And grandpa, your health is better, you can't drink it!"

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

   "I have inconvenient legs and feet, but not inconvenient stomach, why can't I drink?"

  Qi Lin also looked at Tang Xiaodong who was on the side: "Aren't you only three bottles of beer? Can you still do it now?"

  Tang Xiaodong's face was flushed, his whole body was like a glowing red boiler, and his words were sonorous: "Good wine! I can! I, a thousand cups will not pour!"

   Qi Lin: …

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

   "Come on, it's done."

   As soon as the words fell, Tang Xiaodong raised his neck and finished the soup straight away!

Good night!

  (end of this chapter)