Chapter Seventy-Five: Relatives

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Wei Qiao had roughly guessed the reason for today's incident, smiled confidently and calmly, and walked down the stairs very slowly, step by step.

The second floor is also unusually quiet, except for the footsteps of Wei Qiao and Xiangling, you can occasionally hear the collision of pots and jars.

Wei Qiao walked to the staircase, turned his head to the left, and saw that there was only one table in a hall, and there were more than thirty sealed jars on each side of the table, and there was nothing on the jar, so he couldn't see what it was. A big man with a hairy beard kept fiddling with the jar up and down, extremely focused, and didn't even notice Wei Qiao and Xiangling coming down.

Wei Qiao looked at him seriously, and suddenly remembered the purpose of coming out today, and whispered to Xiangling beside him: "You go down later, the Chen family's Chu family's shop will go shopping, pick up the best ones, and buy more." ”

Xiangling knew what Wei Qiao was going to do, so she nodded hurriedly, and looked at the big man who was still fiddling with the jar with some concern with her little face, and said in a low voice: "Young master, ......" Obviously, she also guessed that this person was waiting for Wei Qiao on purpose, and she didn't know what to do.

Wei Qiao smiled faintly and said, "It's okay." ”

Xiangling believed in her young master very much, and when she heard it, she pursed her lips, nodded her little head and turned her head towards the stairs, she would be happy to be able to go out for a walk. After walking a few steps, she suddenly turned her head and stuffed a few silver tickets into Wei Qiao's arms, but she knew that the young master rarely brought money when he went out.

Wei Qiao watched Xiangling go down the stairs before walking towards the big man who had already sat down with a solemn face, looking at the thirty or so jars in the east, he already knew what to do below. didn't say hello, Wei Qiao walked directly to the east and sat down.

As soon as the big man saw Wei Qiao, he sat down, he was a little stunned, stunned, opened his mouth, and seemed to have something to say, but when he looked at Wei Qiao, he couldn't speak, and stared at Wei Qiao in great surprise.

Wei Qiao didn't speak, stretched out his hand to untie the mud marks, smelled the overflowing aroma of wine, and said loudly: "Good wine." ”

When the big man heard this, his face softened, and he said tentatively: "Brother also understands wine?" ”

Wei Qiao chuckled, picked up the jar and put it in front of him, lowered his head and shook it, then took a sip, and then passed it in his mouth, and swallowed it slowly for a long time, the corners of his face were agitated, and he savored it.

When the big man saw Wei Qiao's movements, he looked excited, and his eyes looked at Wei Qiao quite eagerly.

Wei Qiao put down the jar, his throat rattled, and he exclaimed, "The color, smell and taste are all excellent, and it is the best wine." ”

The big man's face was happy, and he also opened a jar, and said excitedly: "Brother really understands wine, don't be afraid to tell brother, this wine is my Tang family's ancestor, and the wine brewed is never sold, brother is blessed today!" ”

Wei Qiao nodded with a smile, took another sip, tasted it carefully, and said, "The color is transparent, clear and free of impurities." The opening altar is full of fragrance, and the lips and teeth are fragrant. The smell is pure, soft, and has a long aftertaste, which is indeed the best in the wine. ”

The big man took a sip of it, looked at Wei Qiao as if he was meeting him, and said with a red face: "Brother Wei is really a person who understands wine and knows wine, and he knows everything about it." It's really infuriating that I have worked so hard to make wine for them to drink, and then I say that I am not all day long, and even if I say that I am not ......, but I also belittle my wine."

The corners of Wei Qiao's mouth are slightly upturned, and he is another 'Brother Wei'.

Wei Qiao listened to him babbling, took another sip, the degree was not high, and he thought in his heart that he could finish drinking it after going to the toilet a few times.

The big man took a big sip, his face changed suddenly, and he slapped the table and shouted at Wei Qiao, "Boy, thirty-five jars of wine per person, if you want to drink me, I will give you something!" This is said very smoothly, and it is obvious that someone has taught it in advance.

Wei Qiao's face smiled strangely, and the corners of his face agitated lightly: "Oh? What is it? ”

The big man took out an iron tablet from his bosom and said with a straight face: "This year's entry token for winter clothes in the army!" ”

Wei Qiao raised his eyebrows, slapped the table, and said loudly: "Okay!" And when he had finished speaking, he took up the jar and stood up.

The big man also picked up the jar and stood up, touching it heavily in the middle.

As soon as the big man raised his head, he drank it with a grunt.

Wei Qiao was not ambiguous, and drank it in a big gulp while holding the jar. With this iron card, the crisis of the Wei family is half solved.

The big man squinted at Wei Qiao, and saw that Wei Qiao was cooing and didn't even bring air for breath, so he couldn't help but change his face, and the wine at the corner of his mouth leaked out. He hurriedly stopped, wiped his clothes, and saw that Wei Qiao was still drinking with his neck up, so he picked up the jar again unconvinced.

Wei Qiao finished drinking an altar, and immediately pulled another jar, and drank it when he looked up.

Dahan was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly drank it even more.

When Dahan drank the third altar, Wei Qiao had already grabbed the fourth altar.

Wei Qiao only cared about drinking, and he didn't care about the big man, he drank it in one go, and quickly untied the second altar, and drank it without looking at the big man.

Seeing that Wei Qiao's stomach was still unchanged, his face did not change and his breath did not change, and his face changed. While staring at him, he grabbed the wine jar on the side.

Wei Qiao had ten jars in a row, except for feeling that his stomach was a little swollen, he didn't feel anything else, and he didn't look drunk at all.

The big man touched his stiff neck, stared at Wei Qiao, gritted his teeth and raised his head again.

Wei Qiao saw that the big man had only drunk the seven altars, and immediately took the iron plate into his arms without hesitation.

Seeing that Wei Qiao had already taken away the iron card, the disbelief in his eyes was even more, holding the jar with both hands, taking a sip from the left and taking a sip from the right, the wine at the corner of his mouth kept leaking, and he had to leak at least two sips after taking a sip.

Wei Qiao didn't mind, pulled the jar and drank again. It's really unreasonable not to get drunk when you take other people's things.

Seeing that Wei Qiao drank again, Dahan choked in his throat, and the wine overflowed more from the corner of his mouth.

Wei Qiao ignored him and kept changing the jar.

Neither of them spoke, but only drank.

Wei Qiao drank ten more jars in one go, and the big man was already blushing and his neck was thick, and his body was a little shaky.

Wei Qiao touched his belly, got up and walked to the east. The latrines of each restaurant are on the east side.

Wei Qiao walked over with a swaying stomach, and at the gate, he stood there with his belt pulled, listening to the sound of rushing water, and his body was comfortable.

When Dahan saw Wei Qiao enter, he touched the sweat on his face, and his face was shocked.

Don't drink like this!

The big man's eyes were shaking, lying on the table, and he had the heart to cry.

He had brewed a hundred jars in total, and he had drunk some of them before, and he had already brought them all today. I wanted to be a scholar in Weiqiao, and four or five altars were about the same. But Wei Qiao's face did not change color, and his heart did not beat in one breath and killed twenty altars!

Every time Wei Qiao opened the ink clay, he felt a tremor in his heart, and what he drank in his mouth was not wine, but yellow lotus soup!

"It can't go on like this!" Dahan touched the sweat on his face, and his heart was in a hurry. If this continues, there will be no altar left today.

Dahan quietly looked left and right, gritted his teeth, and pushed the ten empty jars around him towards Wei Qiao.

In this way, as long as Wei Qiao drinks five more altars, he will admit defeat directly, anyway, that thing was originally given to Wei Qiao.