Well, I've been tormented by the environment here since I came to ancient times, and I thought I might be going to rot here.

After coming to Nanlanling County, the environment here amazed me, I didn't expect that there was a city in ancient times that there was no smell of urine and was hygienic.

But, now I know.

I thought that there was sanitation in ancient times, and I was really crazy!

What the hell is this? God Jesus God Buddha is good, please tell me what are you [beep] about?

Because of saving Yu Nizi, Wang Jing was very happy.

It is said that after hearing about the complete destruction of Yu Nizi's escort last night, Qi's hometown immediately dispatched 2,000 soldiers and horses to find Yu Nizi's whereabouts.

Wang Jing was heartbroken for a while.

Today, when Ming Tian escorted Yu Nizi safe and sound, Wang Jing was crazy, so he set up a banquet to entertain Ming Tian and the three of them, and introduced a few bigwigs by the way.

But what kind of ghost feast is this? What international joke?

Why is the appetizer peeled ginger dipped in salt?! Why Ginger?! What the hell is the structure of your bastards' taste nerves? Isn't my physiology different from normal?

The four bigwigs have not yet been introduced, and Wang Jingze, the only one he knows, is stuffing a third of the fist-sized ginger into his mouth with a very elegant eating appearance.

Card wipe card rub.

The chewed ginger juice wet Wang Jingze's beard, and he seemed to enjoy his expression.

My dear mother! You don't want to eat so much, okay? It's ginger! Not watermelon!

Look at Anluo on the left, this guy is actually eating, and gobbling up a lot of ginger slices into his mouth, because there are too many in his mouth, he has to shake his head every time he chews.

Anluo, even you...

Looking at the Yin cicada on the right, she also looked at the ginger in the bowl in front of her with a confused face, in order not to look outdifferent, she tried to pick up a small piece and taste, and then swallowed it very hard...

"If you want it, give it all to you." The wind was light, and Ming Tian could barely make any expression, silently pushing his bowl towards Yin Cicada.

"No, thank you." Yin Chan forcibly resisted not letting himself spit out, pushed the bowl back, and pushed his own bowl over by the way.

"You don't have to thank me." Ming Tian pushed the bowl over again.

The whole large room was filled with the pungent smell of ginger.

"Brother hometown, this ginger is full of flavor, it is really a rare and peerless delicacy." Wang Jing said, and gave a glass to the old man next to him who thought he looked at least sixty years old and had white eyebrows.

"Respect for your brother, if you like it." Saying that, Qi Guli also added a piece of ginger to his wine and returned to Wang Jingze.

I said, are you human? Am I really traveling to ancient times and not to some strange otherworld or alien planet? Full of flavor? Ginger? Lao Tie, if this is really a high-grade fruit for you, please ask someone to cut off my tongue now, please, please.

"Huh? Brother Mingtian, why don't you eat it? Wang Jing finished toasting and found that the ginger in Mingtian's bowl had not moved, so he came up curiously and asked, "Isn't this ginger the same as appetite?" ”

Dude, what are you doing at this time? How does this make me step down?!!

"No, no, no, it's to my liking." Knowing the rules of the wine table, Ming Tian hurriedly picked up a piece of ginger, closed his eyes and stuffed it into his mouth, and nodded again and again: "It's delicious!" ”

Ahh It's spicy! My mouth, my tongue, someone to help me look at it, my whole jaw seems to be rotten!! Kill me, anyone can, kill me now!!

There was a glass of wine next to him, a large piece of ginger in his mouth, and Ming Tian, who felt that his brain was about to rot, poured it into his mouth without food.

It was too late for Yin Chan next to him to stop him.

Many modern people often say: it is better to be ancient, there are no additives in ancient food, healthy, green and environmentally friendly.

But at this second, Ming Tian wanted to say: Jian your mother, green your sister, environmental protection you immortal!!

Although modern things are not healthy, at least the manufacturers have used their brains to improve the flavor, don't think that the ancient ones are also a taste because they are privately brewed! Because the raw materials of your private wine are also obtained after hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation, plus a lot of additives!

Do you know what it tastes like to make sake made with inferior rice and inferior utensils?! It's spicy!! It feels like alcohol and rice water mixed together!!

It is fishy and spicy, and it does not have the sweetness of rice wine.

As soon as he entered his mouth, Ming Tian felt that with the cooperation of the ginger flavor in his mouth, it was as if sulfuric acid was poured all the way down from his throat to his buttocks, and then a scorching flame was formed, and then it went all the way up and against the current, bursting the Tianling Gai!

"Cough ......" This choking was not light, Ming Tian hurriedly held it hard, stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, but the wine squirted out of his nose and eyes.

This move instantly chilled the wine table.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Ming Tian.

It's a big mess! Lao Tzu has been in the wine bureau for seven or eight years, but he didn't expect to be planted in the hands of a piece of ginger.

Looking at the four big guys, as well as the sluggish eyes next to him, Ming Tian felt that the old face of this life was all gone.

However, in the next second, everyone at the scene erupted in laughter that was so heroic that it made people's scalps tingle.

"Hahaha, Brother Mingtian, you are too face-saving!" Wang Jingze's stomach hurt while laughing, and he couldn't help but give Ming Tian a thumbs up.

Look at it again, not to mention the other two, it is the elderly Qi Guli, both touching their beards, smiling and nodding at Mingtian's approval.

What's going on? What are you laughing at? Ridicule? Why do you give me a thumbs up for ridicule? What's going on? Are you and I really of the same nation?

"This little brother Mingtian obviously doesn't know how to drink, but he is still holding on to drinking, and it seems that he is also a person of the upper way."

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man with sword eyebrows and eagle eyes and a sharp aura, and on this person's robe, the word Pan Yang was embroidered, presumably it should be Chen Xianda, the prince of Panyang County.

In this way, the remaining man who is silent, with a dead face, and seems to be a little sullen, must be Yangzhou Thorn Shi Xiao Shaoguang.

Only then did Ming Tian understand, it turned out that they thought they couldn't drink, but they were drinking hard in order to give them face.

I'll you, what kind of logic is this?! I'm not talking nonsense, you ancient people's brain circuits are really not the same as modern people.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ming Tian hurriedly spit out the ginger: "Alas, the younger brother really doesn't know how to drink, but all the big brothers here can drink so much, the younger brother can't help it, so I want to try it, I didn't expect it to be so ugly, please forgive me." ”

"Junior Brother Mingtian is serious." Wang Jing took Mingtian's ginger bowl and wine glass with a big grin, instructed his subordinates, and immediately nodded with satisfaction with Mingtian: "You are young, but you are so good, and you are a talent, I now understand why Xinzhu fell in love with you." ”

Xinzhu, speaking of which, Wang Jing called the county lord of Jiangmen Xinzhu, and the father of the county lord of Jiangmen is the emperor's sixth uncle, and his surname must be Xiao, that is to say, the real name of the county lord of Jiangmen is Xiao Xinzhu?

Mingtian was secretly happy in his heart, and finally knew the full name of his sweetheart.

After a while, the maid stepped forward, wiped the table for Ming Tian, and brought a pot of plums pickled in starch sugar.

This undoubtedly brought sunshine to Mingtian's wounded heart.

Ah, finally something normal to eat... Oh my God, it looks like you're not blind yet.

"Then again, Brother Mingtian, right?" At this time, Chen Xianda accosted: "It is said that you are the county horse hand-picked by Xinzhu?" ”

Ming Tian nodded and replied: "Yes, this time I will enter Beijing and go to face the county lord." ”

"This..."

When Chen Xianda heard this, the smile just now disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a melancholy that was so thick that it couldn't be dissolved.

As soon as these words came out, even Wang Jingze and Qi Guli put down their wine glasses one after another, as if they were thinking about something.

The atmosphere at the scene dropped to freezing point in an instant, except for Xiao Shaoguang, who always had a dead face, who was still drinking and eating ginger by himself.

"Hey, isn't the main course here yet?" After three cups, Xiao Shaoguang seemed to be a little impatient, and without giving the other three people any face, he dropped his chopsticks directly: "Why is it so slow?" Qi hometown, this is how you entertain me? ”

As soon as these words came out, the three people in the audience still had the happy look of Fang Cai, and they all frowned and bowed their heads silently.

Ming Tian felt that something was wrong.

Yangzhou Thorn History, Yin Chan said to himself that in the Southern Dynasty Qi State, this is a first-class official position, and everyone here is a first-class official, theoretically speaking, among the four, Xiao Shaoguang should have the lowest status.

But now it seems that the other three obviously have a handle in his hands, causing Xiao Shaoguang to fall down now, without giving these three people any face.

Why did all three of them lament when they heard that I was a county horse? What do the three of them have to do with this Xiao Shaoguang?

After eating two plums, Ming Tian, who had finally regained his sense of taste, was silent, just silently observing the current situation.

However, at this time, Wang Jingze seemed to finally be unable to bear it, and slapped his palm on the table fiercely, and the wine glasses of the entire long table suddenly overturned.

"Humph! Xiao Shaoguang, we have been polite enough to you these days, it doesn't matter if you don't give us face, and now you are still unscrupulously spreading wild in front of juniors, I am really a fart for Wu Xingda?!! ”

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