"It turns out that Mengfu's grandson."

The drunken old monster sat up from the stone table, went into the room drunk, and soon came out again, with two jars of wine in his hands.

When the wine of his water bladder is gone, he takes the jar and drinks it again, and he is really an old drunkard, and the four words of drinking like life are tailor-made for him.

His words, although short, convey a lot of information.

After the drunken old monster threw the jar to Meng Yi, he said, "Your grandfather drinks a lot, I don't know how much his grandson drinks?" Drink!! ”

The drunken old monster's actions are also bold, he is really not afraid that the jar will be broken, Meng Yi took the wine jar, tore open the seal, and did not have the slightest hypocrisy, picked up the jar and drank it.

The drunk old monster saw it, snorted and laughed, and also picked up the jar of cow drinks, drinking alone without a blind date, inevitably a little tired, and now the two people drink together, it seems lively.

wine, you should raise a glass to invite colleagues, drink flowers together.

The two of them put down the wine jar almost at the same time, and drank half of the jar in one gulp, even if they drank wine, they could break their bellies.

"Bastard, you're really fucking welcome, you can drink it if you want to, do you know what politeness is?"

The drunken old monster said so, but he didn't mean to be harsh, if he was really polite, how could he throw the wine jar to him?

"Haha! The seniors are warmly invited, how can the younger generations be unreasonable, besides, it is better to be happy alone than to be happy, drinking such a proud thing, you can enjoy it alone, how to solve the true meaning of alcohol? ”

Meng Yi's opinion on wine is quite a bit of a fairy in wine.

The drunken old monster said: "Don't be poor with me, when the old man tasted wine, you kid was not born yet!" He dared to tell me the truth of wine. ”

"Ambition is not old, drinking is no longer young, but the predecessors have been drinking for decades, and the culture of not understanding alcohol is just a cow drink."

"Good boy, you're the first person to dare to say I can't drink." The drunken old monster said.

Meng Yi is young and frivolous, and his speech is even more arrogant and rebellious, but it does not give people a feeling of discomfort.

Meng Yi patted his chest and said: "Senior, it's not me who is arrogant, what kind of wine is immortal in this world, what kind of ghost is wine, if the kid dares to say that he is second, no one dares to call himself first." ”

"Haha!!"

Hearing this, the drunken old monster burst out laughing in his heart, he had seen a lot of arrogant young people, but it was really rare to be so arrogant as him.

"It's really unfortunate, the old man has no skills, and he has some opinions on drinking and drinking, why not give it a try?"

"Do you want to fight wine?"

"Yes, do you dare to step forward?" The drunken old monster said.

Meng Yi waved his hand, put the remaining half jar of wine on the stone table, and said, "Come on, I'm not Meng Yi if I'm afraid." ”

"Good! Atmosphere!! ”

The drunken old monster said, that is, he went to the house and took out four jars of old wine, many people in Xiqiao Village were curious about the drunken old monster drinking all day long, where did he get so much wine, in fact, he was a master of winemaking, and the wine he drank was brewed for himself, no worse than the wine shop outside.

"Senior, four jars of old wine, it's not enough to even stuff my teeth, you better take out all the wine you have in stock, I'm just afraid that you'll be poor." Meng Yi said deliberately jokingly.

"Haha! That old guy has been boring all his life, he doesn't know amorous feelings, and he can't imagine that his grandson is a funny person, boy, you can brag better than the old man. ”

The drunken old monster only felt that Meng Yi was not like others in his words, although he knew that he was bragging, he was not disgusted.

"Senior, the kid is a real material, I'm afraid you don't have enough wine." Meng Yi said.

The drunken old monster grinned and laughed, he had never been happier than he was today in all these years, someone to drink with him, and brag with him.

"Okay, I'll meet you."

Then, Meng Yi and the drunken old monster went to his cellar and moved out the more than thirty jars of wine he had brewed, and the whole yard was full.

The two were surrounded by wine jars, and the small stone table was filled with drinking bowls. Counting down, it's exactly thirty bowls.

Immediately, the two of them lifted the wine jar and poured wine into it, and after a short time, they were all ready.

Looking at the bowls of wine, the two stepped on the stone bench with one leg, and the drunken old monster said: "Boy, it's still too late to surrender now, if you lose later, the appearance of spitting wine is very embarrassing." ”

"I'm just afraid that you won't be able to stand it, senior, after all, you must be the one who loses." Meng Yi said.

Mad! Crazy enough! Very crazy!!

The drunken old monster gave a thumbs up and said, "If you have courage, then let's drink, whoever drinks more wins?" ”

Meng Yi rubbed his hands and said, "I can't wait to defeat my predecessors, let's start." ”

……

Fight wine!

As the name suggests, drinking in competitions is different from tea fighting, wine fighting is more like the rivers and lakes, and tea is the preference of a humble gentleman and a gentle son, which is a little more elegant and a little less heroic.

Each of them has fifteen bowls, and when they are finished, and so on until one of them can't drink, and finally it is up to them to see who drinks the most.

"Let's go!!"

At the beginning of the fight, the two of them picked up the bowl almost at the same time, and they drank it all, and after drinking the first bowl, they immediately drank the second bowl, and repeated in turn.

This old and young man, standing in front of the table, drank very fast, no one let anyone, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them drank a reincarnation.

Meng Yi and the drunken old monster respectively picked up the wine jar and poured it into the bowl and continued to drink.

The two are-for-tat, there is no respect for the old and love for the young at the wine table, as long as you can drink, then you are a grandfather.

Before they knew it, the two of them had drunk about seventy or eighty bowls, and the drunken old monster was also quite surprised, thinking: "This kid has something, and he drinks more than his grandfather." ”

These wines are brewed by the drunken old monster himself, and they are stronger than the ones bought by ordinary liquor stores, and they are easier to drink.

Before they knew it, they had drunk five or six jars, and the highest record was twelve jars, and now they had drunk more than half of them, and they were already slightly drunk, and the corners of their eyes were slightly red.

On the other hand, Meng Yi's face did not change, and he still looked like that.

At this time, the drunken old monster realized that Meng Yi was not simple, and he had some ability, and it seemed that he was powerful.

"No matter, keep drinking, the old man has drunk countless times, and he can still lose to a stinky boy." The drunken old monster said in his heart.

Thinking of this, the drunken old monster was ruthless, knowing that he had encountered a hard stubble, and the matter had come to this, what else could he do? Drink.

Other than that, there doesn't seem to be a better way.

The two of them fought wine, bowl after bowl, seeing that the wine jars in the courtyard were getting fewer and fewer, and in less than an hour, the two drank almost twenty jars, and the wine was about to run out.

Even if it's water, if you drink so much, I'm afraid you'll die.

The two of them burped from time to time and touched their stomachs, which were really round, and their stomachs were about to burst.

At this time, the drunken old monster has begun to get dizzy, fortunately, the consciousness is still there, but it is impossible to walk.

Meng Yi is the same, although the ancient wine is not as good as the modern one, but no one can bear it after drinking so much, this is the quantitative change causing the qualitative change.

The two of them were lying on the table, their faces full of drunkenness, their eyes blank, and the smell of wine exhaled.

"Senior, you...... Can you still drink ...... Is it? ”

"When...... But you can't drink it? ”

"Humph! How can it be? I haven't ...... you yet Drink down, how can it be ...... Can't drink it? Meng Yi came up drunk and stammered a little.

"There's a kind! Let's drink again. ”

"Come, drink."

……

With that, the two raised their glasses again, and drank again.

"No, the old man can't drink it."

"I can't do it anymore, I can't drink it anymore."

The drunken old monster is also considered to be extraordinary, and he drank thirteen jars, while Meng Yi drank fifteen jars, so in the end, it was Meng Yi who won the victory.

The drunken appearance of the two of them also makes people want to laugh, and now they are drunk like this, I have to say that it is funny.

The two of them talked about the wine, but they got drunk, and they had forgotten their original intentions.

At this moment, the drunken old monster took out two pills from his arms and said, "Eat...... of it. ”

"What is this?"

"Alcohol pills."

One for each of them, after eating, it doesn't take half an hour to quit drinking, Meng Yi and the drunken old monster are also much sober, with this miracle medicine, it is really a blessing for many drunkards.

It's no wonder that he has a hangover all day, but he is still fine, and after drinking, he will take medicine and will soon be sober.

After the two of them sobered up, the drunken old monster said: "Boy, you win, the old man loses." ”

"The seniors admitted." Meng Yi said.

"Admit a fart, the old man is doing his best, the dog only let you, you can drink better than your grandfather, his grandmother's, the old man drank thirteen jars, you actually drank fifteen jars, are you a brute?"

The drunken old monster scolded with a big grin, and he spoke foul language, but there was no malice.

Meng Yi wouldn't really be angry, just blindly smirked.

"It's said that the kid is the best drinker in the world, you still don't believe it, now believe it." Meng Yi said.

In ancient times, the alcohol content was too low, there was no good distillation technology, to put it bluntly, it was almost like water, if the drunken old monster drank Erguotou and Lao Baigan, he would definitely smell the wine and get drunk.

The wine of these people was really not enough to make Meng Yi drunk.

"No, you must be cheating, reach out and let me see." The drunken old monster said suddenly.

If a person with strong internal force can discharge the wine through internal force, this kid won't cheat.

The drunken old monster didn't care whether Meng Yi wanted it or not, he grabbed Meng Yi's wrist and said that he was giving him a pulse.

As a result, I didn't know if I didn't try, after the drunken old monster called the vein, his whole person instantly became solemn, and said, "Your meridians ......"

"It's broken."

Meng Yiyun said lightly.

"Understood, you're here to repair my meridians, right?" The drunken old monster asked directly.

"Not bad."

At this point, Meng Yi has nothing to hide.

"No wonder you are so kind to drink with me, it turns out that there is a plan, you go, I can't repair your meridians."

"Senpai!!"

Meng Yi was stunned, his face changed so quickly.

Without waiting for Meng Yi to say anything, the drunken old monster roared: "Get out!" ”