Song Tan Jishi

Chapter 606

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 I feel half full without eating much?

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

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

What?

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

However, if you look carefully, you can see that a group of elders are looking at Song Tan expectantly.

And what about Song Tan?

I saw her put down her chopsticks steadily, and now 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 upstairs.

What are you doing? Take the wine!

Not all the wine was put into the cellar today, and an extra 20 jin was put away in separate packages.

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

——Don’t let 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?

Therefore, after the wine was divided and packed, Song Tan took it over.

Otherwise, who would eat honestly at this moment?

She moved quickly, but everyone in the restaurant felt that the days were like years. Even Tang Xiaodong looked in the direction of the door eagerly, so that Yan Ran wondered: "Don't you have two catties? You are so greedy, didn't you drink this 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, her two bottles were carried upstairs.

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

"I'm afraid I can't bear it anymore, so I finish the drink 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, 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 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 short pause, he turned his head decisively and smiled at Professor Song: "Teacher, we have to go up and down tonight!"

"Okay! Xiaodong, don't you 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 has a sense of ceremony!

…

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 didn't know how good the wine was. But seeing everyone's anticipation, unconsciously, even he became nervous.

Then he looked at his son, who was obsessed with eating, and pushed him bitterly: "I still eat! If I eat again, my belly is full, how can I drink later?"

Zhou Tianyu raised his head 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 no matter how good the wine is, it will make people lose their sense of expectation.

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

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, he poured half a glass into his grandfather Wu Jianguo's glass.

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 small 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.

Now that there are so many people, he only poured half a cup for each of them.

Looking at the two bottles on the cabinet behind him, 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 breath, 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, and it's 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!

This, how to describe this?

Seventh Cousin, who had the most experience, was speechless!

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

There is no need to guess the game, and there is no need to make false excuses to say that you can't drink it. The old men who are holding the cup cherish another sip.

The strange thing is that the spirits were still irritating when they entered their throats, but they didn't make that grinning expression anymore, as if they were getting used to it...

And 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 high alcohol content and strong strength, can your alcohol capacity handle it?"

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

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 will never pour a thousand cups!"

Qi Lin: ...

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

"Come on, let's do it."

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

Good night!