28. Fight wine

Syllable!

Another ingot of silver slapped on the table, "Xiao Er, go get the wine again!" Yang Yi exclaimed loudly, looking at Fan Jianqiang with unruly eyes.

Fan Jianqiang glanced at the ingot of silver on the table, and there was a burst of contempt in his heart.

After the same general, why is there such a big gap?

Liang Jingxuan's Kaizi is gold and silver tickets as soon as he makes a move, and compared with Yang Yi, he has a style!

But then again, don't look at these two stunned people who don't seem to be as rich as Liang Jingxuan, but they must be much richer than him Fan Jianqiang, in a place where every inch of land is expensive in the capital, I don't know how much it will cost to buy a shop.

He didn't have any pressure to use the gold he got from Liang Jingxuan, but the silver ticket was not good. Because the silver ticket has a ticket number on it, it is officially printed, and there is a circulation record in the official place.

In other words, once he uses it, it proves that he has a relationship with the Liang family, and he will be beheaded if he can't get it.

Therefore, Fan Jianqiang asked Lao Tian to go out and inquire to see if there was a store that could be counted down with dozens of taels of gold.

It doesn't seem to be necessary to think about these now, there is a second fool who sent him to the door opposite, and he won him, and it seems to be a good deal to let him get a store when the time comes.

The son of General Zhenbei, this identity background does not need to be in vain.

When the time comes, let Yang Yi come forward to buy the store, and then transfer it to him, not to mention the small cost, and it will also make others misunderstand the relationship between them, which is very beneficial for Fan Jianqiang, an outsider, to gain a foothold in the capital.

than staring, Fan Jianqiang was not afraid of anyone.

The two are like two roosters, looking at each other with an unkind face.

The shopkeeper came back very quickly this time, Xiaobawang didn't beat people unexpectedly, and now he wants to do a game through fighting, which is better than a dry fight.

This time, the owner of the teahouse was also ruthless, and he bought three jars of good wine for them out of his own pocket, hoping that they would all get drunk, so as to save trouble.

There are four jars of wine, all of which are 20 years old.

Wine in the Celestial Empire, especially in the capital, the price of high-end wine is not low.

Each jar is aged for 20 years, and there are about five taels of silver.

Yang Yi took out a total of ten taels of silver just now, and the remaining ten taels were made up by the owner.

"Drink!" Yang Yi shouted, picked up the wine jar and was about to pour it into his mouth!

Fan Jianqiang hurriedly stopped, "Slow!" ”

"Huh?" Yang Yi put down the wine jar and looked at Fan Jianqiang suspiciously.

"You're not drinking the right way. Are you going to tilt your head and pour wine out of the jar and into your mouth? ”

"So what? Isn't it like this to enjoy wine? ”

Fan Jianqiang hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, no, it's a foul for you to drink like this." The mouth of the altar is so big, and your mouth is so big? Don't drink half and sprinkle half at that time, who knows how much you actually drank? Maybe it's all spilled. ”

"You!" Yang Yi was furious, this is how the heroes in the army drank wine, how did they get here and become a shameless villain?

"Am I not right? Since we want to fight for wine, then let's be fair, I drink as much as you want. There is a bowl here, and if I fill a bowl, you will also fill a bowl. You are not allowed to spill the wine outside, you must drink it all. "What Fan Jianqiang said is actually not excessive, it is very fair.

If he really follows Yang Yi's drinking method, he can drink most of the wine in a jar with the dead eyes of these two stunned people. Fan Jianqiang was afraid that he would not admit it at that time, so he proposed this kind of plan without any problems.

Yang Yi's eyes were round, he had seen what it meant to be calculating today, but he couldn't refute it, he also felt that what Fan Jianqiang said was reasonable.

"Come!"

Yang Yi picked up the wine jar and filled the bowl.

Fan is strong and unambiguous, and he is also full.

Because there is an agreement in advance, the alcohol cannot be spilled.

Now the bowl is too full, and the slightest mistake will spill the drink.

As a result, the whole teahouse was amazed by a magical scene. The two teenagers pouted their butts and stuck their heads out, bringing their mouths close to the edge of the bowl like puppies, and taking a deep sip of the wine that was almost overflowing.

Liang Xiaoyue really couldn't hold back, and laughed.

Yang Yi glanced at Fan Jianqiang angrily, he had never been so embarrassed when he grew so big! Fortunately, there are only three of them on the second floor now, if this thing gets out, where is his face?

Thinking about him, Yang Yi is a real man, a spit foam and a nail, and he will drink whoever wants to drink and climb down.

It's a good thing for young people to persevere, but this behavior looks a little silly.

……

Lao Tian is lost.

He remembered that he had come from the south, but when he returned the same way, he could not find the teahouse he had come.

Of course, there is another point, these days, Lao Tian has followed Fan Jianqiang, and it has become a habit to eat three meals a day, and now at noon, he is already hungry, but he has no money on him, which makes him anxious.

The things that the young master asked him to do were not done, and the people he came into contact with didn't even care about him when they saw what he was wearing, which made Lao Tian feel a deep sense of frustration.

A servant, living by the side of his master, is to have a corresponding value.

Lao Tian had always thought that he was somewhat useful, such as the work of inquiring about the news, the young master was noble, how could he do it himself?

Now, I can't even do a job of finding out the news, if I go back, what should the young master think?

With this mentality, Lao Tian went to the wrong alley in a trance, plus the capital is not such a big place as Ping'an Town, surrounded by buildings, criss-crossing streets, once you go wrong, not a local, and then want to return to the starting point, it is not easy.

Lao Tian lost himself, if Fan Jianqiang hadn't drunk, maybe he would still remember this, and now that he has drunk, well, who is Lao Tian?

The two jars were empty, and the two drunkards tilted their heads and shouted.

"Drink! Why don't you drink it, are you not good? ”

"Why don't you drink it, I'll drink it if you drink it!"

"Okay, let's drink together, uh, together! Xiaoyue, come and fill the young master's full! Fan Jianqiang felt that his brain was very confused. The alcohol here is not high, but it can't stand the large amount and short time!

Only a stick of incense had passed, and they had already drunk about five liters of wine.

Now that the wine is up, this brain is strangely uncomfortable.

Liang Xiaoyue's big eyes stayed on Fan Jianqiang for a while, a little worried.

These days, she knew that Fan Jianqiang would drink, but except for that time, she had never touched alcohol again. Now, she thinks that Fan Jianqiang may have drunk too much, and she is not familiar with life in the capital, what if her young master drinks too much?

Yang Yi's state is worse than Fan Jianqiang.

The wine he had drunk in the army before was not this kind of old wine.

According to the alcohol content, the alcohol they drank at this time is estimated to be 20 degrees.

Even if they have different talents and drink so much, their bodies can't bear it.

"Okay, your kid is a gentleman, and you're not in the same group as those little white faces."

", you're just with Little Whiteface"