Chapter 567: Invincible in a thousand cups

However, this thought only existed in Zhou Tianyu's mind for a moment, and soon, he followed the crowd's pace and buried his head, eating heartily.

This is delicious, that is delicious!

How come he hadn't eaten much, but felt half full already?

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

Before he could savor anything, he saw Seventh Uncle and Song Youde look at each other, then look around, and ask diligently: "Everyone's about done, right?"

What?

Zhou Tianyu was still holding his rice bowl, his cheeks bulging, looking left and right in panic: how could they be about done? He was only half full, he could still eat!

However, looking carefully, he saw a group of men looking at Song Tan with expectant eyes.

And Song Tan?

Only to see her put down her chopsticks steadily, nodding with satisfaction:

The transparent wine liquid poured slowly, and in that instant, the cold yet long-lasting aroma of wine invaded the entire space inch by inch. In an instant, everyone couldn't sit still, so much so that Song Youde followed them up in a daze, holding his cup with both hands, his expression pious.

"That's impossible!" Zhou Tianyu was full of confidence, having no idea at all.

"Good, good, good! Dong, don't you dare lose to me!"

What he was thinking in his mind was: is the sesame his dad picked up from the Peach Banquet?

Wouldn't that delay work?

After speaking, he couldn't wait to pick up the wine glass, sniffed it deeply, and then drank a mouthful—

Good! Each person only had half a cup, and after barely mixing three mouthfuls, it was already bottomed out. Tang Xiaodong looked at the wine glass with heartache, but in the end, he couldn't help but turn around and touch the second bottle.

Song Tan put down her chopsticks solemnly, then wiped her mouth steadily, straightened her posture, and said slowly: "This is proper grain wine, not made from inferior alcohol; moderate consumption can invigorate blood, you should taste it."

No need to guess fingers, no need to push and shove, the men holding the cups all drank another mouthful with appreciation.

"Come, cheers."

Zhou Maozhu wasn't that greedy originally.

The next moment, he took away the wine glass, winced, and made a sound:

She had gone to help turn and dry tea leaves, didn't notice how the wine was hidden, anyway, her two bottles were taken upstairs.

Song Tan:...

Song Youde looked up in a daze and saw the mineral water bottles Qi Lin was holding.

Besides, the food was so delicious, his dad was really something!

He snorted, originally wanting to say let's see who falls down first tonight, but remembered Xue Qing saying he could handle half a jin at ten years old...

After speaking, he turned around directly, stomped out of the restaurant, and then ran straight upstairs.

First, he poured half a cup for Grandpa Wu Jianguo.

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

The mineral water bottle was 500 milliliters, but converted to wine, a full bottle was only four liang.

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Tianyu tilted his neck and drank the soup directly! Now with so many people, he only poured half a cup for each person.

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Good wine! I can! I, am invincible in a thousand cups!"

At this moment, he held the half cup of white wine in his cup, hesitating and reluctant to drink it.

—Can't not put it down!

Tang Xiaodong really didn't pour too much.

How, how should one describe it?

Song Tan also looked at Xue Qingcheng on the side: "Aren't you only capable of three bottles of beer? Can you still do it now?"

"Yes, as long as it's not drinking on an empty stomach."

Just the aroma of this wine, as soon as it was steamed, several people were drooling; if she had really let Seventh Uncle put it in the kitchen or storage room as usual, without waiting for tomorrow, everyone including Seventh Uncle would have stolen it and fallen drunk this afternoon!

Until Qi Lin unscrewed the cap, and then the wine bottle was eagerly taken by Xue Qingcheng—

Even Seventh Uncle, who had seen the most, couldn't say a word!

However, the painful expression only appeared for a moment, and immediately after, everyone's brows relaxed, feeling the lingering charm after the stimulation, soft and smooth, returning sweetness after entering the throat, and a cold aroma of wine in their throats!

Looking around again, almost everyone drinking had that painful mask:

They just sighed: "Good wine! Come, cheers again!"

"I'm afraid I really can't help it, and will drink it all myself. So I also entrusted Qi Lin to put it away first. I promise you, I'll take it out and mail it tomorrow afternoon when the express delivery comes."

Not eating enough to drink, isn't that picking up sesame seeds and losing a watermelon?

The wine that entered the cellar today wasn't all of it; there were an extra 20 jin separated and put away.

Looking at the two bottles on the cabinet behind him, he gritted his teeth and raised his cup: "Come, come, come, let's not say anything else, cheers first!"

Zhou Tianyu stared at the door, his eyes didn't even turn, but his voice was desolate:

She moved quickly, but the people in the restaurant felt like a year, so much so that Zhou Tianyu looked at the door direction with eager eyes, so Yan Ran was puzzled: "Don't you have two jin? If you're really that greedy, why didn't you drink this afternoon?"

Those were ordinary plastic bottles, looking not high-class at all, making even the best wine lose its anticipation.

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

Looking at his son burying his head and eating wildly again, he pushed him in frustration: "Still eating! If your stomach is full, how will you drink later?"

And then looked at Xue Qing: "Alcohol damages the brain, you shouldn't drink tonight, right?"

Really spicy, not at all like the soft entrance they imagined.

And then another mouthful!

Therefore, the wine was separated, and Xue Qing took it over.

However, it was all placed on Song Tan's floor.

"Hiss—ha—"

What are they doing? Getting wine!

After a short pause, he turned his head decisively and smiled at Professor Song: "Teacher, tonight you and I must have a drink!"

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

"And Grandpa, your body has just recovered, you can't drink anymore!"

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

Besides, how good this wine was, he didn't know either. But looking at everyone's expectant appearance, unknowingly, even he became nervous.

Xue Qingcheng:... You have something to say whether I drink or not, right? Just say you want to drink!

After all, being a guest at someone's house, one must have some restraint. ===== CHAPTER 568 =====