After Yang Huairen finished ordering the wine and food, his eyes were aimed at the new guests at the table next door, they were wearing clothes made of animal skins, but their clothes were decorated with various colored gems, and they looked like children from a rich and noble family.

It's just that Yang Huairen is not very familiar with the clothing characteristics of many nomadic tribes in the north, and because they wear fur hats, they can't tell what tribe they are for a while.

It's just that their appearance was too coincidental, and they sat at the table next to them too deliberately, which attracted Yang Huairen's attention, as if these people had been following them all along.

After the second brother greeted Yang Huairen, he came to the table next door, ready to write dishes for them, but the second brother had just prepared a menu, and before he could hand it over, before he could open his mouth to ask, it seemed that a man in a fur hat in the lead pointed to Yang Huairen's table and said, "Don't bother, we want the same as them, you can just go up." ”

"Okay," Xiao Er asked again, "Does the guest officer need anything else?" ”

"Don't."

The man replied lightly, looked at Yang Huairen, and saw that Yang Huairen was looking at them at this time, so he bowed his head slightly and gestured in friendliness.

Yang Huairen saw that this man looked about twenty-six or seventeen years old, with thick eyebrows and an eagle nose, a long face and thin lips, and seemed to have guessed his identity a little, but he was not very sure, so he nodded to him in a friendly way as a return gift.

Although there are a lot of guests in the Bafang Restaurant, it is very busy, but it still attaches great importance to the guests on the second floor, and the service is very thoughtful.

After shopping all morning, Yang Huairen and the others were also hungry, so they tasted the taste of finch wine and lamb wine with beans first.

Due to the relatively rough and special fermentation process, although the alcohol content of these two wines is not high, they each have a very characteristic taste, and the stomach quickly warms up after drinking.

At this time, several men in fur hats at the next table felt hot after eating wine, so they took off the fur hats they had been carrying and put them aside, Yang Huairen squinted at them, and confirmed his previous guess.

Their "hairstyle" is somewhat similar to that of the Khitans, and the top of the head is also bald, except for the back of the head, the hair is also shaved, and only a small twisted braid is left behind the head.

Brother Tianba's seat was facing them, and seeing their strange appearance, he almost squirted out a mouthful of wine, he held back a laugh and whispered to Yang Huairen, "Brother Ren, who is at the next table?" Why are their heads so strange? The head shape of the Khitans is enough to be weird, and their head shape is even stranger.

You said that if you are too hot to shave your head, forget it, why do you still have a small tail behind your brain like a toad tadpole, but it suffocates me. ”

Lu Jinyi's home is not far from the Song-Liao border, and he has seen many Liao tribes, and when he saw this kind of head office, he recognized them as Jurchens, so he whispered on the side, "They are Jurchens, living in the Taibai Mountain area in the northeast of Liao. ”

Yang Huairen nodded, he had long suspected that they were Jurchens, and now when he saw their head shapes, he was even more sure of his guess, and he also thought that the appearance of these Jurchens was definitely not accidental, but they had long been eyeing him, but he didn't know their purpose yet.

The little pigtail of the leader seemed to notice something strange here, and he pretended to be casual and stood up with a bowl of wine in his hand, and said to this side, "You are merchants from the Great Song Dynasty, right?"

Since we are fortunate to be able to sit next to each other and drink today, it is better for everyone to make friends and drink this bowl first. ”

After that, the man tilted his neck and poured a bowl of wine into his mouth, swallowed it with a "grunt", and turned the bowl upside down to show Yang Huairen and them.

Yang Huairen saw that although his Chinese language was a little jerky, it was very neat, better than most Khitan people he had seen, so he thought that people were prepared.

Since these Jurchen men came with them, they must have known their true identities, and now they pretend not to know each other, and they are pretending to make friends, which is a temptation.

Yang Huairen snickered in his heart, it's really not interesting to play so many flowers, there is something to say, there is something to say, obviously there is a ghost in his heart, what is pretending to be above board? If you want to play, then my brother will play a magic trick with you.

Yang Huairen also stood up, drank a bowl of wine in the same way, and turned the wine bowl upside down in the same posture to signal, "There is fate, there is fate, another bowl." ”

The Jurchen man next door said in his heart that for the Han customs that he had learned for so long today, he had never heard of this kind of drinking rules, but he opened the head himself, and since he opened his mouth after drinking, he couldn't help but drink it, right?

The Jurchen man poured another bowl of wine and drank it, and before he had time to take a breath, he saw that Yang Huairen also drank another bowl, and after drinking, he said, "Good man, draw inferences." ”

Now the Jurchen man was a little stunned, but now it is not a matter of etiquette, but a matter of face, a person who looks like a Han scholar drinks like drinking water, and he is a Jurchen strong man who can't admit it first in drinking, so he poured a full bowl from the wine jar and drank again.

But things are strange, every time he finished drinking a bowl of wine, he didn't come back to his senses, he found that Yang Huairen on the opposite side drank another bowl, and every bowl of drinking was not idle.

So for the sake of face, or whether it was really a competitive mood, how could the Jurchen man refuse to put down the wine bowl first.

Between men, sometimes it's just such a nonsensical fight, whoever is the first to coax, as if who is not a real man.

The Jurchen man drank seven or eight bowls in a row, and if he was placed in normal times, these seven or eight bowls of wine were only two or three catties, which was not considered high for him at all.

But he couldn't resist drinking seven or eight bowls without stopping for a moment, he had already begun to gurgle in his stomach, his face was also red, and the entourage next to him began to pull when he saw that the situation was not good, but he couldn't pull the Jurchen man who took the lead to fight for face.

In this way, in Yang Huairen's "perfect" speech, the Jurchen man drank the tenth bowl of wine, and everyone was a little swaying, only to find that Yang Huairen's face on the opposite side had not changed, and he was looking at him with a smile like a person who was fine.

"You...... Brother Taiwan is massive, admire it below! ”

The Jurchen man was convinced, but after he heard what the entourage next to him said, he almost fell to the ground.

"People didn't really drink it, the first bowl was wine, and the second was poured ...... It's tea ......."