As soon as the lid was opened, the restaurant was suddenly full of fragrance, and the rich aroma of wine was like the day of the opening of a century-old cellar, and the aroma came to the nose. The smell of the pen, fun and pavilion www.biquge.info also makes people feel fragrant and luscious, and the Chinese people are intoxicated.

Although the diners here are a little poor here, who outside the valley is not a person who drinks wine and eats meat in large bowls?

As soon as I smelled the aroma of the wine, everyone was salivating, and there was a sound of snorting.

At present, the wine can only be smelled, and that feeling is really itchy.

The scribe poured two cups, and the wine gourd was at the bottom, and he poured the wine in the gourd until there was no trickle left, no more, no less, exactly two glasses.

He said to Yan Qingrui: "Come, taste it, this is my treasure!"

Yan Qingrui shook her head and smiled: "It's such a good wine, and the amount is not much, so it's better for the uncle to drink it himself!"

Those diners looked at Yan Qingrui with their eyes like idiots, such a good wine, they may not be able to drink a drop in a lifetime, this black boy doesn't know what shit luck he has taken, not only has such good food to eat, but also such a good wine to drink.

But this black boy didn't know how to lift, and he had to refuse. He knew what a blessing it was, not to mention a glass of such a fine wine, even if they were only given a drop, they would be satisfied.

Why didn't they come a little later.

If it was them who came a little later, would it be themselves who sat at the table with the middle-aged scribe? If it was themselves, would it be themselves who had the good mouth?

The middle-aged scribe rolled his eyes and said: "Little brother, what are you doing with your mother-in-law and mother-in-law? It is fate to gather at the same table to eat, let you drink, come, do!"

Yan Qingrui was very enthusiastic, and it would be hypocritical to refuse, she smiled: "Then it is better to be respectful than to obey your fate!"

Hold up the wine glass, this wine is indeed mellow and intoxicating, and the smell makes people drunk.

The scribe drained his glass in one gulp and said, "This is how you should drink when you drink, and that is the way women drink in small sips." ”

Yan Qingrui couldn't cry or laugh, and drank the wine in one gulp.

Although she is indeed a woman, now she is pretending to be a man. Besides, she can't drink good wine, in the 21st century, the best special Moutai has also drunk two catties in one go, and this glass of wine is not difficult for her.

The wine is crisp in the mouth, sweet on the teeth and cheeks, and it is really drunk and sweet.

However, when the wine entered the throat, it was like a raging fire, which began to burn down from the throat.

Yan Qingrui's whole face was hot, but fortunately she was dressed as a black boy, so no matter how hot her face was, it was just a black and thin face.

However, just a glass of wine, she could clearly feel the heat of the wine flowing to her limbs, her face changed slightly, could she still be fooled after all?

When the wine reached her lips just now, she was obviously very careful, and unknowingly probed it with a silver needle, it was not poisonous, but since it was not poisonous, why did the meridians and blood of the whole body seem to be burning with fire, and wherever the blood flows, the burning sensation will go. Wherever the meridians run, it's as if the meridians of that piece are going to be burned and roasted.

What shocked her even more was that she was still holding the wine glass in her hand, and she felt the feeling of flames burning in her body, as if the entire internal organs were surrounded by a raging fire, as if all the meridian blood was going to be dried by the flames, but the whole body couldn't move, including the fingers.