Chapter Ninety-Eight: Drinking
It is five or six o'clock in the later generations, which is exactly the time for dinner.
Gao Ming is very enthusiastic about eating dinner, since bidding farewell to the original instant noodles without adding ham sausages, Gao Ming is full of expectations for the dinner sent by the Shang Shi Bureau every day, although there are only two dishes, boiled and grilled, but Gao Ming does not feel tired at all.
Of course, Gao Ming is not averse to eating out, because occasionally eating something different is quite fresh, but this does not include those with a social nature, such as now.
"Hahahaha, the old man is so happy today, come on, His Royal Highness the Prince, please drink this cup!"
It was Cheng Yanjin who laughed, Gao Ming didn't have time to "escape" before, so he was dragged to the dinner table by him, and then Gao Ming was already pulled by Cheng Yanjin to drink a jar of wine before he even ate all the dishes on the table.
These wine jars are very large, one jar can hold a bucket of wine, which is about four catties in weight.
Obviously, Cheng Yanjin is a "humanoid wine barrel", fortunately, his two sons Cheng Chumo and Cheng Chuliang also inherited Lao Cheng's wine barrel genes, although the two can't beat Lao Cheng in terms of fighting, but they can drink equally.
In the previous jar of wine, almost ninety percent of it went into the stomachs of their father and son, and it was precisely because of the two of them that Gao Ming was spared the embarrassment of being drunk on the spot.
Compared with the Cheng family's father and son, Gao Ming actually drank less than half a catty, but Rao was like this, and he also felt a little dizzy.
"Uh...... No, drink ...... I can't drink it anymore, and I'm going to vomit if I drink it again......"
Seeing that Gao Ming really couldn't drink, Cheng Yanjin also patted him on the shoulder very considerately.
"It's okay, it's okay, His Royal Highness the Prince, you eat two bites of food mats first, rest for a while and then drink, today the old man has prepared a full thirty catties of wine, enough for us to drink until dawn, tonight we will get drunk and rest, hahahahaha!"
“……”
Seeing Cheng Biting Jin laughing, Cheng Chumo and Cheng Chuliang also laughed, looking at the Cheng family father and son laughing, as well as the eight jars of wine lined up next to the dinner table, Gao Ming suddenly wanted to cry without tears.
"Damn, even if Datang lacks entertainment, you can't use Lao Tzu as a wine barrel, right?"
Datang does lack entertainment activities, as soon as it gets dark, everyone either sleeps or makes people, only people with better economic conditions will call friends to drink and have fun, not that they have no taste, but they really can't find other fun.
The literati can recite poems to vassal elegance, but this Cheng Biting Jin can't, in addition to dancing knives and guns, what he is best at is drinking, so he prepared a full thirty catties of wine, ready to drink happily until dawn, for him, this is the happiest way he can think of play.
The most important thing is that with Cheng Biting Jin's violent temper, the civil officials don't look down on him, and the generals will not come in order to avoid suspicion, so Gao Ming is also a relatively rare guest, so Cheng Biting Jin is really happy this day.
Faced with the current situation, Gao Ming couldn't refute Cheng Yanjin's interest, so he had to sigh secretly in his heart.
"Alas, I didn't expect Lao Tzu to become a prince, and he still has to entertain others, it seems that there is really no reward in life!"
If it were someone else, Gao Ming would really dare to turn around and leave without giving face, but like Cheng Biting Jin and Li Ji, the top military generals of the Tang Dynasty with the title of Duke of China, even Li Shimin had to give them three points of face, so Gao Ming naturally had to give them enough face.
"It seems that I can only get them drunk first, in fact, I don't want to cheat and play tricks, but the combat power of this Cheng family's father and son is too fierce, if I don't take a trick, I will definitely not be able to get out of the door of the Cheng family today."
Thinking of this, Gao Ming secretly made up his mind that he must wake up a little bit after a while, let the three fathers and sons of the Cheng family drink more, as long as the three of them are drunk, he will be safe.
As the saying goes, "Dead friends don't die poor", that's the truth.
After eating a few bites of food, Gao Ming raised his wine glass towards Cheng Yanjin.
"Uncle Cheng is a hero in the world, and the little nephew admires you very much, come, the little nephew respects you!"
"Haha, the prince is polite, do it!"
After speaking, Cheng Biting Jin drank it all, and Gao Ming took a sip lightly, put the cup down, and then hurriedly picked up the wine jug to fill Cheng Biting Jin's wine glass.
"Uncle Cheng, my little nephew will fill it up for you!"
"Haha, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is polite."
At this time, Cheng Yanjin saw that Gao Ming personally poured wine for him, and he was immediately happy, so naturally he would not worry about whether Gao Ming had finished drinking the wine.
And after Gao Ming helped Cheng bite the gold and poured a full amount of wine, he smiled at Cheng Chumo and Cheng Chuliang.
"Two virtuous brothers, you can have a father like Uncle Cheng, but it is a thing to be proud of, take this opportunity, don't you want to toast him?"
As soon as Cheng Chuliang and Cheng Chumo heard Gao Ming's words, the two immediately nodded.
"What His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said is extremely true, and it should be so!"
"Father, I respect you!"
The two immediately began to toast Cheng Yanjin, and when they saw that the three of them had finished drinking, Gao Ming immediately poured them wine diligently, enlivening the atmosphere while letting the father and son "kill each other", and he himself only took a sip when he couldn't hide.
Under Gao Ming's "persuasion of wine", Cheng Yanjin drank the most, a jar of wine has four catties, of which two catties are drunk by him, and the remaining one catty and nine taels are drunk by Cheng Chumo and Cheng Chuliang brothers, and Gao Ming only drinks about one or two of each jar of wine.
The wine prepared by Cheng Yanjin is all rice wine brewed by the double fermentation method of koji, the degree is about fifteen degrees, according to Gao Ming's idea, they can drink four or five jars at most, and they should almost be drunk, and when their father and son are drunk, they can flash people.
Then Gao Ming underestimated the amount of alcohol of the Cheng family and his son, and at the same time overestimated his own amount of alcohol.
In the middle of the night, there were already five or six empty wine jars around the dinner table, but the Cheng family's father and son were still full of combat effectiveness, while Gao Ming was already a little drunk.
"Hiccup......
He burped, stood up tremblingly, and then slapped the table with a "bang" in the puzzled eyes of the Cheng family's father and son.
"Music...... Where is the music? I want music, I want music......"
Many people will always have some unexpected actions after getting drunk, and Gao Ming's situation is better, because he generally just likes to sing when he is drunk.
However, at this time, no one understood Gao Ming's meaning, and after hearing his words, Cheng Chumo was stunned for a moment.
"What? What music cattle thief? ”
As soon as his words fell, Cheng Yanjin suddenly slapped him on the back of the head.
"You know a fart, the prince is in the palace and watches women sing and dance while drinking, this is called taste, understand?"
Hearing Cheng Yanjin's words, Cheng Chumo suddenly nodded as if he didn't understand.
"Oh, I see, so what are we going to do now?"
As soon as he asked this question, Cheng Yanjin slapped him on the back of the head again.
"Idiot, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince rarely comes to our house once, since people want to see women singing and dancing, and our family doesn't have one, naturally I went outside to find it!"
Speaking of this, Cheng Yanjin reached out and took out a money bag from his arms, and then threw it directly to Cheng Chumo.
"Go to Wanhualou to find a few Qingqi people who can sing and dance, hurry up!"
"Great!"