Chapter 122: The Literati Fight for Wine
Finally got the seat done, Zhuang Yan breathed a sigh of relief next to him, when he pushed the seat just now, he was anxious to watch from the side. Zhuang Yan probably searched the memory of Liang Qichao in his predecessor and found that Liang Qichao was not very famous in this life, and most people knew that he was also because he and his teacher Kang Youwei had engaged in new cultural promotion together.
However, it seems that his situation has not been good in recent years, his teacher does not treat him very well, and no one in the outside world agrees with him. However, after all, he is a student of Kang Youwei, and when he was engaged in the promotion of new culture, he also made a lot of efforts, and he still has some status in the literary and political circles.
From this point of view, there is no problem with today's ranking, Liang Qichao should indeed sit at the top, as for the other four people, it doesn't matter how they sit anyway.
As soon as he sat down, Ma Yinchu said with a smile: "The shabu on the south gate and the north gate are almost the same, the difference is that there is a lot more good wine on the south gate than on the north gate." β
Yu Hai's eyes lit up and said: "As soon as you come to the south gate, I will know what your idea is, but the boss's good wine, we can't do anything, only you Ma Yuanshan can come forward to fool out." β
Ma Yinchu looked at Liang Qichao and said, "Brother Zhuoru, how about it, drink some wine?"
Liang Qichao didn't say good or bad, but said: "It's all up to Yuanshan to arrange." β
Ma Yinchu patted his thigh and said, "Okay, I'm going to drink now." With that, he got up and walked out of the box.
Zhuang Yan's head began to hurt when he heard them say that he was drinking just now, but after all, Liang Qichao was there, and he couldn't say anything. frowned and glanced at Wang Lijian, Wang Lijian also shook his head helplessly, as if to tell Zhuang Yan that he had no choice.
Zhuang Yan sighed, forget it, let him go and get the wine, don't drink it himself for a while, just watch them drink.
However, it turned out that Zhuang Yan's idea was still too naΓ―ve. After a while, Ma Yinchu returned to the box with a smile and a wine jar, followed by a waiter.
"Come, put the bowl on the table. β
After speaking, the waiter behind him took out five bowls and put them on the table, Ma Yinchu slapped the sealing mud of the wine jar, and then opened the lid inside and began to pour the wine.
"Teacher Ma, I ......"
Zhuang Yan stretched out his hand and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Ma Yinchu raising his hand: "Alas, Ziyan, don't worry about it first, wait for me to talk about it." β
I want you to pour one less bowl, and when you pour it, you will say a fart, Zhuang Yan even stood up and said, "Teacher Ma, I am really not strong enough to drink, my bowl, let's get rid of it." β
Ma Yinchu did not stop pouring wine, and said with a smile: "It's good to be strong enough to drink, if the amount of wine is good, then drinking is a waste." β
Zhuang Yan was stunned, what kind of truth is this, a good amount of alcohol is a waste of drinking?
Yu Hai took over and said next to him: "Brother Yuan Shan is right, what is the picture of drinking, the picture is to get drunk, and if you drink a lot of wine, you will not get drunk, so it is not a waste." β
Zhuang Yan rolled his eyes, this is simply a master-level logic of persuasion, you can't drink if you have a good amount of alcohol, and you have to drink only if you have a bad amount of alcohol. Zhuang Yan rubbed his forehead, but he didn't come up with something that could break their logic.
At this time, Ma Yinchu had already poured the wine, and then personally served it in front of each of them.
Zhuang Yan looked at the wine in front of him that was about to overflow, and said in his heart that even if this bowl was not a catty, it was estimated that there would be seven or eight taels of wine. He drank a lot of alcohol in his previous life, but he never drank baijiu like this.
Unlike Zhuang Yan's straight frown, except for Wang Lijian, who was more indifferent, the three of them at the beginning of Haima Yinchu all smelled the fragrance of the wine in the bowl with a look of enjoyment.
Especially Liang Qichao, except for giving a smiling face when he introduced before, he kept his face tense for a while in the middle, but as soon as the wine was delivered to him just now, his expression was a little intoxicated.
"It's really good wine!" Liang Qichao said heartily.
Seeing Liang Qichao's state, Wang Lijian and the others were a little surprised, after all, his state before and after was a little different.
Zhuang Yan can be regarded as understanding, when Ma Yin first asked Liang Qichao if he drank alcohol just now, Liang Qichao pretended to be with his face, and it was estimated that he couldn't think about drinking even if he wanted to, so it seems that this Liang Zhuoru is undoubtedly a drunkard.
Ma Yinchu held the wine bowl and said, "I want to drink one first, but it's not good to drink on an empty stomach." β
Zhuang Yan nodded, and said in his heart that he had said something of conscience, but then Ma Yinchu said: "Come, let's eat a mouthful of peanuts and drink them." β
When Zhuang Yan heard this, he almost jumped up from his chair, is this a human talk? He was still thinking about why he didn't serve any food just now, but he served a plate of peanuts first, and he dared to drink wine specially for drinking.
If it weren't for the fact that this table was all seniors, Zhuang Yan would have to slap the table.
"Suck ......"
Zhuang Yan heard a strange sound and turned his head to see that it was Liang Qichao holding the wine bowl and drinking along the edge of the bowl. Three black lines immediately appeared on Zhuang Yan's head, listening to this movement, where does it seem to be drinking, this bowl is filled with hot soup.
There is a plate of peanuts in total, five people around a plate, you clip one, I clip one, and the plate will be clean after a while. Zhuang Yan pinched his nose and drank a little, but there was almost no less wine in the bowl, but Ma Yinchu and they didn't seem to care much, just like the previous meal, they all greeted themselves by themselves, although the wine was poured by Zhuang Yan, as for whether they drank it or not, it seemed that they didn't care.
This will Zhuang Yan looked around the table, and the wine in the bowls of the four people was different. Wang Lijian had the most left, but he also drank a quarter of it. Ma Yinchu and Yu Hai were about the same, and they both drank half a bowl. And Liang Qichao obviously won the first place, and he drank most of the peanuts with a bowl of wine.
After this round of drinking, the dishes also began to be served, although this is a shabu shabu restaurant, but other stir-fried vegetables are also available, and a few people started the second round with a few plates of stir-fried vegetables.
The rhythm of the second round was obvious, and the sound of "sucking" was gone, and Ma Yinchu said at this time: "It's the wine that is still open, good, happy." β
Yu Hai held the bowl and shouted, "Those who have been rectified and don't, let's drink." β
With just such a sentence, the four of them picked up the bowl again and drank it one by one.
Zhuang Yan looked at the scene in front of him with a wine bowl, and always felt that the pace was a little too fast, in the previous life, he drank with others, and he had to go through some warm-up, temptation, and temptation, and finally really rolled up his sleeves and did it.
However, the amount of alcohol of these people also frightened Zhuang Yan, seven or eight taels of wine, only two rounds of drinking, seven seven eighty-eight, except for him, even the most poor Wang Lijian did not have much left at the bottom of the bowl.
But before Zhuang Yan could sigh a few words, Liang Qichao suddenly put down the bowl and held on to the table and looked swaying from side to side. On the other side, Ma Yinchu was not much better, his face was flushed, and his mouth and nose were panting.
At this time, Liang Qichao slapped the table, "Oh, Ma Yuanshan, Wang Zijian, will enter the wine, don't stop the glass!"
With his roar, Yu Hai, who was originally shaky, Ma Yinchu, who was flushed, and Wang Zijian, who had hazy eyes, suddenly became excited, and shouted in unison: "I will enter the wine, don't stop the glass!"
Zhuang Yan had never seen the scene of demons dancing in front of him, and he immediately looked stupid, could it be that the literati drank like this?
At this time, he remembered Ma Yinchu's previous words - isn't drinking just trying to get drunk?