It is rumored that the eighteen festivals are not drunk in a thousand cups

S City can drink, of course, it's not just the wine lady.

The business trips are basically a little amount, and now they are tackling key problems and can't do without a wine word, they want a list, okay, drink three glasses and then say, they are good to beg for money, and blow this bottle.

Jia Dakong doesn't make lists or ask for debts, but in order to dig out some secrets that Ye Feng has to say, he is ready to take a unique shot.

"Mr. Ye, do you know how to drink?"

"No, it won't."

"Less?"

"That's even worse."

Ye Feng's expression when he spoke was very sincere, much more sincere than Forrest Gump.

Jia Dakong put his mind at ease, felt that everything was very beautiful, and he was not in a hurry to ask anything, and when everyone drank three rounds and five rounds, Ye Feng was confused and could tell the inside story.

After the boiled fish head comes up, everyone feels very full at a glance, the pot is really the same as the pot lid, steaming hot, the fish head is split in half, red, yellow, green, as long as the chili pepper is on a little, the bottom of the pot is fished, it is even more churning, like a chili meeting.

"Mr. Ye, eat, eat, you're welcome." Jia Dakong has a lot of time to accompany him to eat and entertain, but it is the first time he has eaten with a nobleman, of course, he doesn't know that this nobleman is expensive and flashy.

Of course, Ye Feng will not be polite. Chopsticks are out a lot faster than punches. Shan Yaowu is not slow, if the speed of 315 counterfeiting is half of his eating method, it is estimated that fakes in China will not be so proliferated.

Jia Dakong picked up the wine bottle. By the time the three glasses of wine were full, the fish head had been split in half and was no less than a quarter. Jia Dakong was secretly anxious, but remained silent, "Come on." Mr. Ye, let's have a drink first. ”

Ye Feng excused himself, and after drinking the wine in one gulp, he lifted the chopsticks again.

He has some ornaments, and he thinks that this dish is more to his appetite. Jia Dakong dried the cup at hand, and felt that a stream of fire went up into his stomach, stirring with the ground he had just eaten, and his whole body was a little hot. "Come on, come on, Mr. Ye. Good things come in pairs, and one more goes. ”

Ye Feng reluctantly put down his chopsticks, raised his wine glass, and drank another glass like water.

Jia Dakong is not like others who desperately pour wine into other people's stomachs, on the one hand, because he feels that he has a good amount of alcohol, and he doesn't have to waste so much effort to deal with a person who doesn't drink, and secondly, this wine is not cheap, there is no need to let Ye Feng enjoy it.

After two glasses of wine, Jia Dakong glanced at Ye Feng's face, it was still normal, he wanted to see his eyes, but he was blocked by the glasses again, "Mr. Ye, how do you feel?" ”

"Very good, good food." Ye Feng's mouth was full of cold, and the appearance of being hungry made Jia Dakong finally a little suspicious, why did the nobles eat like this?

"Come, Mr. Ye, have another drink, Sanyang Kaitai." Jia Dakong filled the wine and picked up the wine glass again.

Shan Yaowu put down his chopsticks for the first time, "Okay, Sanyang Kaitai, I'll also join in the fun." ”

The three of them drank a few more glasses, and the dishes were all ready, which had been integrated into the atmosphere in the lobby, adding a bit of hustle and bustle.

It's just a bottle of Lao Bai's dry stomach, Jia Dakong has a smoky taste, Ye Feng is still ruthless in fishing for vegetables, as if he has a grudge against the fish head, Jia Dakong finally couldn't bear it, "Is Mr. Ye enough wine?" Not enough for us to ask for more. ”

"Whatever you want." Ye Feng ate me very much, which made Mother Xu see it, most of them were overeating, and they were not in good health, if they let the nobles see it, I would probably say, I damn it, you are a nobleman from Mars.

It's just that Jia Dakong has never seen the nobles, and he hasn't woken up yet, and when he saw that Ye Feng seemed to be very sober, he waved his hand again, "Miss, let's have another bottle of white dry." ”

When Jia Dakong filled the wine glass, he couldn't help but ask again, "Mr. Ye, don't you really know how to drink?" ”

"Not really."

Ye Feng put down his chopsticks and burped, the sincerity on his face was more than ten percent gold.

"But Mr. Ye seems to have drunk the liquor to gain weight." A trace of doubt flashed in Jia Dakong's eyes, "This is also called not drinking?" ”

"Yes, everyone else can get drunk if they can drink, but I can't get drunk, so I can't." Ye Feng laughed, "Come, come, Reporter Jia, I'll toast you a few glasses." ”

"Huh?" Reporter Jia almost fell under the table, "Is this also called?" ”

It's just that there is a squint in his heart that Ye Feng is bragging, Jia Dakong gritted his teeth, almost forgetting that eating was not the purpose, and raised the wine glass, "Since this is the case, I am relieved, come, Mr. Ye, do it." ”

Unconsciously, the two have drunk two bottles of liquor, the name of Bai Gan is directly numbered, but it is not much than alcohol, when Shan Yaowu Sanyang opened Tai, he drank a bottle and felt that the glass of wine turned into a fire, burning, burning and reddening, and it was really not good, seeing two catties of liquor in the stomachs of the two, he was so surprised that he almost ate his tongue.

Good guy, nobles are nobles, Shan Yaowu sighed secretly, the chopsticks flipped over the small fried meat in front of him, his eyes were full of chili peppers, there was no piece of meat left, the price of pork had risen, and a plate of meat was much less than before, Shan Yaowu sighed, and found that the sauce blood duck had not yet been served, so his eyes had to fall on the casserole tofu.

The wine was poured into the stomachs of the two like boiled water, and reporter Jia's words flowed out like tap water, although he claimed to be not drunk with a thousand cups, but even if it was boiled water, he couldn't stand it if he drank a thousand cups, let alone white wine.

"Mr. Ye, in fact, I envy people like you the most."

"Oh?" Ye Feng got into the chopsticks and began to take the initiative to fill Jia Dakong with wine, although Jia Dakong forgot the purpose of the interview, but Ye Feng did not forget his purpose.

He and Jia Dakong had two very simple purposes for eating, one was of course to eat together, and the other was to make Jia Dakong forget the purpose of the interview, so that he couldn't find the north when he drank, seeing his somewhat confused drunken eyes and patting his somewhat swollen stomach, Ye Feng felt that the purpose was close to being completed.

"Come, deep feelings, a mouthful." If Jia Dakong drinks and evades taxes, he unconsciously has another glass, "Actually, Mr. Ye, you live a chic life." ”

The first time Ye Feng heard others comment on his life like this, he was a little embarrassed, "Reporter Jia, you're not bad, come, have another drink, Reporter, you have a drink?" ”

"Something else, I'll have to carry this big guy later." Shan Yaowu patted the camera and declined Ye Feng's ill-intentioned kindness.

"Okay, come on." Jia Dakong felt that his stomach was numb, and this glass of wine was even more sliding down like a slide, adding a bit of confusion, looking at Ye Feng's smile, he felt a little hazy, "I envy Mr. Ye, you, Guizhou, do whatever you want, unlike our group of reporters, grandsons, looking at other people's faces, Mr. Ye, you are really good, you are a nobleman, much stronger than those nouveau riche, what a big money, ***, last time I interviewed a rich man, only gave me three minutes, not a word, I still want to go into the dog to bite me, he has many balls, the talent is not afraid of him, and finally the talent has changed, the local wealth will sue me, sue, Lao Tzu is waiting for him to sue. ”

After finishing speaking, Jia Dakong smiled a little proudly, and his smile was a little obscene.

"That's right," Ye Feng said with a worried look: "Reporter Jia, when you write about me, you have to be realistic. ”

"That's it." Jia Dakong slapped the table, and his chopsticks jumped up, "Mr. Ye, just with the amount of alcohol you drink today, I will serve you, don't worry, what I write is absolute, absolutely realistic, otherwise you can go to the newspaper office and slap me." ”

Ye Feng looked at his hand, and then looked at his face, you are making it up from beginning to end, I didn't say a word, if you can write an article about me in a truth-seeking manner, I can use my nose to eat in the future, so if I smoke you, it is estimated that I can smoke my hand to hurt, "Of course I believe Mr. Jia, just by the amount of Mr. Jia's drink, I know that Mr. Jia is a real person." ”

"That's, that's." Jia Dakong's tongue grew bigger, "Come, just by this sentence, you should have a drink, the wine is silent and the true gentleman, the wealth is clearly distinguished, Mr. Ye, we are all gentlemen, true gentlemen, I am depressed, I am depressed, I am really depressed, people are tired when they live, they are really tired." ”

When he said this, his throat was purring, as if he wanted to vomit, and it seemed to be crying suppressed, Shan Yaowu only cared about fakes, and kept adding some pork that had risen in price to his mouth, trying to see if it was filled with water, and when he heard the head say this, he couldn't help but raise his head.

Jia Dakong is not an official, but his qualifications are older, Shan Yaowu only came to the newspaper, in line with the principle that college graduates should be humble, so the hard work has always been shoulder-to-shoulder, and he still has a little respect for Jia Dakong, and he used to look at him as if he was very beautiful, but now his facial features are crowded together, as if a ripe persimmon was punched, it is ridiculous, and he can't help but shake his head secretly, this wine can be chaotic, or not.

"Not bad, not bad," Ye Feng echoed casually, raised his glass with a smile, and finalized the footnote, "Reporter Jia is definitely a true gentleman from the wine point of view, but when you pay the bill later, you must show the demeanor of a big husband." ”

"No problem, no problem, if you say I'll please, you must ask me." Jia Dakong stretched out a pair of chopsticks, took a bite of meat and put it in his mouth, biting and crunching and thinking, although he was a little drunk, he still looked like he was biting his own meat, "Mr. Ye, you are Guizhou, but I have to invite you for this meal, you can't pay the bill, who pays the bill, who is in a hurry." ”