Chapter Seventy-Two: This Is What You Mean About Poor Drinking?
Guo Buhuai didn't know anything about what his apprentice was doing, and now he was preparing to eat, and this was the happiest time of his day.
Zhang Yuqing's parents don't know about Zhang Yuqing's entry into the entertainment industry, especially her father will not allow it.
Zhang Baojun is a small boss specializing in design and decoration, he has a store by himself, and he has also received a lot of big orders, and he also understands the chaos in the entertainment industry, he doesn't want his baby girl to suffer.
And Aunt Wang also means, her daughter is so beautiful, and there were often some so-called scouts who came to their house to discuss with them, but they were all rejected by them without exception, and now their family is rich, with a stable income, and they are not bad for money.
And they also knew that their daughter liked to be an actress and liked this profession, so in order to break her desire to be a star, they forced their daughter to go on a blind date.
But now that his daughter is in love, the father is unhappy, they all say that his daughter is his father's lover in his last life, and Zhang Baojun is his daughter's slave in this life, and Guo Buhuai wants to snatch his daughter away from him, so it's strange that he will be happy.
I'm still thinking about how to get rid of this uninvited guest, but he didn't dare to make it too obvious when he saw his daughter-in-law's satisfied look.
Zhang Yuqing helped serve the food to the table, while Guo Buhuai and the three of them stared at each other, but Zhang Feng could directly ignore it, because Zhang Baojun didn't take him seriously at all.
Five dishes and one soup, it looks very good, a bowl of tofu soup, a spicy chicken, steamed sea bass, sweet and sour pork ribs, stir-fried beef with green peppers, and a plate of cabbage, which is very rich, and it looks like it is full of color and fragrance, and the taste will not be bad.
"Xiao Guo, how about trying the dishes made by Auntie. Aunt Wang sandwiched a piece of chicken leg and pork ribs for Guo Buhuai, with a smile on her face and expectation.
Guo Buhuai was not polite, and directly chewed the ribs, "Hmm... Well, this taste is so delicious, this sweetness is just right, and it tastes very good. ”
Aunt Wang was very happy when she saw and heard Guo Buhuai's praise, and looked at the flowers with a smile on her face, "If it's delicious, eat more, it's not enough for Auntie to make it." ”
"Uh-huh, well... This chicken leg... How to say it's fragrant but not woody, the salt taste is just right, and with a little sauce, it's perfect. Guo Buhuai admired while eating in his mouth, and Aunt Wang was happy to always put meat in his bowl.
Zhang Yuqing occasionally sandwiched two pieces to Guo Buhuai, and Zhang Baojun's eyes on the side were on fire, and even he didn't have this treatment. As for Zhang Feng, he was even more humble, completely becoming air.
"Well, Auntie, you eat, you don't have to clip it for me, I treat this as if it were my own home, I will clip it myself, you're welcome." Guo Buhuai ate a mouthful of oil.
"It's a blessing for young people to be able to eat, eat more meat. Aunt Wang sandwiched a few more pieces of chicken for Guo Buhuai.
"Ahem, the girl is not staying, the once intimate little padded jacket ignores her father!" Zhang Baojun sighed with emotion.
Aunt Wang glared at him, "What nonsense, drink your bar." ”
As for Zhang Feng, who has the least sense of existence, people didn't invite him in the first place, but he still stayed cheekily, and no one paid attention to him, but it was not good to drive him away.
"Ahem, do you want Xiao Guo to have two drinks with your uncle, of course you can't drink, that's fine, although people who can't drink are not men. Oh no, I think every man has a few drinks. Zhang Baojun shook his head and said.
Aunt Wang twisted Zhang Baojun's waist 360 degrees under the table, and the pain made him grin.
"Ouch! You see that my uncle is a little confused after drinking two glasses of wine, and he is talking backwards, sorry. Xiao Guo, you won't blame me!" Zhang Baojun had a warning in his eyes, as if he was saying, if you dare to talk nonsense, you will look good.
Guo Buhuai just didn't see it, and said with a smile, "How can you blame my uncle, I also have two sips, but I only drink occasionally, and I drink very badly." ”
As soon as he came to Zhang Yuqing's house, he felt that something was wrong with this guy, but he didn't like him, and it seemed that he was going to give him some color, and he wanted to force me to drink?
"yes, then you have to drink a little more to practice your drinking, if a man can't drink, people will laugh at him. Zhang Baojun's eyes lit up, and when he heard Guo Buhuai say that the amount of alcohol was not good, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"It just so happens that my uncle recently bought some spirits, just enough for you to practice your drinking, but the degree is not too high, it is only sixty degrees, of course, there are eighty degrees, I don't know what kind you want. Zhang Baojun looked smiling and approachable.
Aunt Wang didn't say anything this time, she also thought that as a man, it was better to drink a little wine, she was just such a daughter, and in the future, Lao Zhang's class would still rely on Guo Buhuai's 'son-in-law' to inherit, how to receive guests if she didn't know how to drink.
If Zhang Baojun knew his wife's thoughts, he would have to vomit blood, and even his job would be robbed in the future.
"Uncle, do you think it's better to refine the wine at 60 degrees or 80 degrees? Guo Buhuai was like a novice who didn't understand anything, and asked.
"Oh, of course it's 80 degrees, my uncle's alcohol consumption was not very good at the beginning, and then I practiced it with this 80 degrees of wine, and now your uncle and I don't dare to say that I drink too much, and three or five drunkards can't drink me. Zhang Baojun said proudly.
"Uncle, I can drink, can you also get two drinks. In order to find a sense of existence, Zhang Feng also said, since his uncle likes to drink, then he can behave well, he often mixes with people in night clubs, and drinking is naturally not a problem.
"Wait a minute, I'll go get the wine. Zhang Baojun was in a very good mood, hum, he finally seized the opportunity to let that kid look foreign.
After a while, Zhang Baojun brought two boxes of wine over, both of which were burnt knives and strong liquor.
One box is 60 degrees, one box is 80 degrees, 12 bottles per box, 2 taels per bottle, so one box is more than 2 catties.
Because the degree of this burning knife is relatively high, ordinary people are not used to drinking it, but Zhang Baojun likes it very much, especially the burning knife of 60 degrees, the degree is just within his bearing, and the entrance of this wine is violent, but it is fragrant, very mellow and round, it is brewed with sorghum, and it is not easy to drink it.
And this wine is also very affordable, more than ten yuan a bottle, is the favorite of people who like spirits.
"Come to Xiao Guo, this is an eighty degree burning knife, try it first, don't force it if you can't drink it. Zhang Baojun warned, although he wanted to fix this kid, but this eighty-degree burning knife was not a joke, and ordinary drunkards respected it, and few people could stand it.
Even he can't drink with such a high degree of habit, he already feels hot when he drinks a burning knife at 60 degrees, and he only drinks two or three taels at most at 80 degrees.
"Hehe, thank you uncle for your concern, although I don't know how to drink, I don't get drunk so easily. Guo Buhuai smiled.
Zhang Baojun also gave Zhang Feng a bottle of 60 degrees of burning knives, and filled himself with a small glass, like drinking this kind of liquor with a small cup to feel it, a small mouth is dry, the throat will be hot, just enough to bear, the feeling is very exciting.
Guo Buhuai is not like Zhang Baojun and Zhang Feng, he directly took a big teacup, and poured all the burning knives of two taels into one cup.
Zhang Baojun was a little amused when he saw this, this is really a person who has never drunk alcohol, and he really thinks that he drinks water and pours wine like this.
"Xiao Guo, eat vegetables, don't just eat. Aunt Zhang saw that the meat in Guo Buhuai's bowl was empty, and she sandwiched it again, which made Zhang Baojun quite angry.
Zhang Yuqing looked at her father's angry appearance with a smile, "Dad, you also eat more, you have lost weight recently." ”
"Haha, it's better to be my baby girl, I know that I feel sorry for my father. Zhang Baojun has a bear on his back, saying that he is a little unconscionable when he loses weight, Zhang Feng compared his body, even Guo Buhuai is much stronger than him, and he has some doubts for the first time if he is a rib essence.
Guo Buhuai ate the meat in his mouth, picked up the cup, and Zhang Baojun's eyes lit up. It's coming, it's finally here, this kid is finally drinking, and I'll see how you look foreign, silently chattering in my heart, looking forward to it.
Guo Buhuai raised his head and drank, a cup of eighty degrees of burning knives all went into his stomach, his eyes lit up, this wine is really good, although it is not strong enough, but it is much stronger than drinking those tens of thousands in the land of fishing and rice.
Guo Buhuai's face was as usual, and he had a good aftertaste, and then continued to eat, as if he had just drunk not wine, but boiled water.
This is what you are talking about the poor amount of wine? Kill the burnt knife at 2280 degrees in one gulp, and the face does not change color, is this Nima that box a fake wine?