"If you don't treat it well, everyone is free, I don't know etiquette, or Uncle Rongchang will greet the guests for me." "Kuang Dejun is shrewd, first affirming that he is young and lacks banquet cultivation. I will only eat by myself, whether you eat it or not, and how you eat it is up to me.

"Junzi, it's really slippery, I want to lift the burden in a few words, and I have to say hello, drink three glasses first. Kuang Rongchang is like a fish in water for this kind of occasion, talking and laughing.

"Okay, three cups for three. Li Jian poured the wine up. "Three barrels of wine may not necessarily be able to get you drunk, you can let go of it.

Li Jian asked everyone for their opinions, drinking beer, liquor, rice shochu, or wine.

Zeng Xiangyuan still chose bayberry wine. Bayberry wine is made from bayberry, white wine, and rock sugar in a certain proportion. Sweet, with glucose, fructose, citric acid, malic acid and a variety of vitamins.

But Kuang Dejun still prefers to drink wine made from mountain grapes. Both Li Mingtang and Li Jian have a soft spot for beer.

"Junzi, you still drink rice roast with us," Kuang Dejun knew as soon as he smelled the wine, this rice soju was more fragrant than the one he often drank, and the wine taste was more mellow. The few bottles of liquor bought in the supermarket are also mid-range liquor with a price of seventy or eighty yuan a bottle, but Kuang Debao said that it is better to drink those bottled wines than to drink these grain and rice wines.

"In that case, I'll give you a toast first. Kuang Dejun raised his glass and said to everyone.

"You drink three glasses yourself, and if you want to toast everyone, then you can continue to toast. Kuang Rongchang didn't want him to beat the horse.

It didn't matter what kind of wine he drank, Kuang Dejun happily drank three glasses of rice shochu in a row.

The taste is smooth, the wine is mellow, good!

"The boss is refreshing, okay, everyone toasts to the army together, the army is amazing, and this breeding base has been opened, so that everyone has the opportunity to drink together. Come, I'll do it first as respect!" Kuang Rongchang tilted his neck and poured the wine in the cup into his mouth.

Only Lu Songtao was a foreigner, Zeng Xiangyuan could also understand the local language spoken by the people in Qianqian Village, Lu Songtao only understood a few occasional sentences, and the rest relied on Meng and guess.

"Xiao Lu, it's hard for you to understand what they're saying, right?" Zeng Xiangyuan sat next to him, and he asked him in Mandarin.

"Some can understand it, most of it can't, although I am also a Hakka and have a similar accent, but the tone is completely different. ”

The food culture of the Hakka people is basically similar, and there are many similarities in living habits.

Kuang Debao drank a glass of wine, like a spring rain in a dry field, and there were more words.

"Junzi, why don't you call Grandpa in?" he asked.

"Grandpa, I asked someone to bring some food out, so there is no need to drink. Besides, in addition to smoking and drinking tea, grandpa doesn't like alcohol. ”

Kuang Debao nodded approvingly and said, "Junzi, yes, take care of your grandfather, I didn't say it, several sons are not as good as your grandson." ”

You're a grandson, it's a bit like a curse, and everyone frowns a little when they hear it.

"Junzi, your brother Debao means to ask you to toast him. Kuang Rongchang pointed and said to Kuang Dejun: "Get up, give you a cup of Brother Debao." ”

Kuang Dejun listened, picked up his wine glass, and said to Kuang Debao: "Brother Debao, come, I will toast you." The two clinked glasses to each other.

"Let's try Xiao Lu's craftsmanship, fried insect food, it is said that the people of Hong Kong, East and West Lingnan love this taste the most, and it is the best to drink!" Kuang Dexi also served the last pot of vegetables on the table, originally he wanted to drink a sip of local chicken stewed straw mushroom soup first, but was stopped by Kuang Defu.

"If you say you want to drink first, you can drink soup first. You can eat a fried centipede and fried spider first. ”

Can you eat this black eight-legged spider, and will any of the most poisonous centipedes be free of toxins after being fried?

Lu Songtao saw that everyone was suspicious and didn't dare to put down the chopsticks, so he stretched out the chopsticks and grabbed a fried centipede, clicked, and ate it into his mouth, with an expression of enjoyment on his face.

Then he took a sip of the wine glass and took a sip of it.

Xiaolu eats it like a delicacy, He Shaojun did not show weakness, he took two bamboo insects and threw them into his mouth, and when he bit it, his mouth was full of fragrance, which was actually extremely crispy.

It's really delicious, but I can't tell you the essence of deliciousness.

He Shaojun sandwiched a few fried bamboo worms in a row, chewing his mouth full of happy taste.

"Come, drink, drink. "Indeed, chewing a few fried bamboo worms and taking a sip of water and wine is truly a perfect match like no other in the world.

The golden dragonfly is also an appetizing bait, and wine is the best condiment.

Kuang Rongchang gave Kuang Dejun a few glances and motioned him to salute He Shaojun for a few cups, but this kid just didn't react at all. You're not up to the mark.

"Ahem, what's that, Junzi respects Boss He for a cup. Finally, I couldn't help but be reminded.

"Boss He, then let's have a drink. In fact, he was also infected by He Shaojun, the bamboo insect is really a rare delicacy, and he couldn't help but put down the chopsticks and clamp the second one after eating one.

"Well, come, cheers!" He Shaojun didn't want to say anything superfluous, raised his glass and touched Kuang Dejun, drank it all, and hurriedly sandwiched another chopsticks and bamboo worms.

I want to enjoy all the good things to myself, and I want to enjoy the good food for myself.

Who said that fried bamboo worms are not delicious, stand up, and I will theorize with you.

In the whole restaurant, more than a dozen people at a table are competing to eat those pots of fried insects, and they are quietly pouring a glass of wine.

How many glasses of wine I drank, basically I didn't count, a few plates of fried insect food on the table, all of them were wiped out, who said that fried insects were unpalatable?

The color of the face began to change, some people blushed like Guan Gong, some people did not blush but looked pale, and some people were calm and relaxed without any change at all.

Kuang Debao's face became whiter the more he drank, but his mind seemed to be relatively clear, and he kept talking to Kuang Rongchang.

Kuang Deshou wanted to interject a sentence several times, but was ruthlessly interrupted by Kuang Debao.

Isn't Kuang Debao drunk every time he drinks, and if he gets drunk, he will be rotten like mud? On weekdays, Kuang Deshou is only three or four taels, and if he drinks too much, he will blush like Guan Gong. But today, it seems that more than half a catty, is the rice wine brewed with a mellow taste, without alcohol, or his alcohol has grown.

Several people here have this feeling, usually they can't drink three or two glasses, but today they are very sober.

He Shaojun was secretly shocked in his heart, all of them had a good amount of alcohol, especially Kuang Dejun, who drank more than ten glasses in a row, and there was no reaction on his face.

It's starting to get a little confused.

Lu Songtao also drank a few more glasses, and his face was flushed like red paper. He wanted to draw a fist, but no one accompanied him, seeing Kuang Debao looking at him with a smile, he said, "I'll accompany you to draw a few punches." ”

The two began to guess 1510. Lu Songtao was fined two glasses, Kuang Debao was fined four glasses, four glasses of wine were down, Kuang Debao was already drunk, sitting on a wooden bench and staggering, Lu Songtao hurriedly helped him to the bamboo chair and lay on his back.