Chapter Forty-Eight: Spirits

The leader of Tubo was so angry that his face was burnt, but at least he understood that his mean words were just humiliation, and he waved his hand and said angrily: "Nanli and Yan people have a virtue, so they know how to move their mouths, dare to let us go up, dare not to compare with us!" ”

Song Yang beckoned to him: "Rice bucket, come on stage." ”

The leader of Tubo gritted his teeth and stepped onto the stage under the name of 'rice bucket', he was not the only one, and he was followed by a short woman and a thin middle-aged man.

"Than what?" Song Yang looked at the three of them.

The leader of Tubo was arrogant again: "The people of Nanli are born weak, and they can't win in martial arts with you, aren't you choosing a wizard?" Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting can be compared to anything...... Let's follow the rules of Nanli to select talents, and compare three sample things! ”

Then, the Tubo leader patted his chest and said in a loud voice: "Find someone to drink with me!" ”

After he finished speaking, the short woman behind him stepped forward: "Find someone to sing with me." ”

The thin middle-aged man's voice was so low that people wanted to lie on the ground and listen: "Find someone to compare with me in zazen." ”

Song Yang blinked his eyes and was interested: "What's the comparison?" ”

The fat leader of Tubo stretched out his hand and slapped a few times, and the entourage in the audience immediately threw up a few leather wine bags. The fat man took it and swung it to Song Yang: "Change and drink!" Bring me the strongest wine of your Nanli people, and if you come and drink these wines of mine, whoever gets drunk first will lose. "The fat man is not here to compare the amount of wine, he is actually to compare wine. At that time, Nanli liquor did not have distillation technology, all of them were fruit wine, rice wine, and the degree was low. But there is already a strong surname liquor on the plateau, which is full of strength.

Before the words of the Tubo leader were finished, he laughed strangely: "Nanli's wine is drunk by women, and Lao Tzu drank it for ten days and ten nights in a row, and in the end it was also a matter of urine." ”

Song Yang smiled: "Hearing you say that, I can't tell what you like to drink... I understand what you mean, than she comes to drinking. As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Xiao Qi beside the second fool.

Xiao Qi's alcohol consumption is even stronger than Qin Cong's. The girl nodded, looking like she was going home.

Song Yang turned his eyes and looked at the short Tubo woman, and the other party then spoke: "Nanli's tune, Yiyiya is sour and soft, I will sing a song later, so that you can hear the majesty of the plateau, as long as you Nanli also have someone who can sing a tune similar to me, even if I lose!" ”

Song Yang asked: "It's not to learn from you to sing, but to sing a more majestic and vast tune, and it's done?" ”

The Tubo woman nodded proudly, and then said again: "Singing is not killing, the victory or defeat is determined by the hearts of the people, if the Nanli people make up their minds to be shameless, if they don't say that their clichés are better than me, then I will simply admit defeat now!" ”

Song Yang coughed and said with a smile: "If you want to lose convincingly, I will fulfill you." As he spoke, he beckoned to the audience and said with a smile: "Uncle Qu, Aunt Qu, I'm going to ask you two for help this time." ”

The singer and his wife from Nanli Mountain, who failed to pass the election yesterday but did not leave immediately, also came today, crowded in the crowd to watch the excitement, Song Yang saw them early in the morning, and said hello with a smile, and now they are invited, and the two of them nodded happily and went on stage hand in hand.

Song Yang asked the thin middle-aged man again: "What kind of comparison is the zazen you are talking about?" ”

The thin middle-aged man turned over his hand and took out two copper bowls: "The bowl is full of water, put it on the top of the head when sitting in meditation, whoever spills the water first will lose, Nanli is not prosperous Buddhism, you can go to the monks to compare." ”

Yan, Nanli, and Tubo all respect Buddha, but the Han Buddhism is Zen, and Tubo is Tantra, many people have been practicing penance since childhood, and the same is true for this thin middle-aged man, he wants to sit in meditation until the water in the bowl volatilizes to a dry and motionless state.

Lord Taishou frowned slightly, there are many monks in Qingyang City who can sit in meditation and enter meditation, and they may not lose him, but these people are obviously here to make trouble, and if they sit down for three days and three nights, how can they continue to open the meeting of the meritocrats.

Song Yang was very talkative, nodded and smiled: "This is also simple, it's up to you, and I'll let him compare with you later." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Liu Ersil, who was looking at the high platform with a smirk.

The second fool nodded vigorously, and then asked Xiao Qi in a low voice: "What is gluttony?" ”

After asking how to compete, Song Yang turned his gaze to the Tubo leader: "What about the bet?" How to say. ”

The Tibetan leader held his head high: "We are going to lose, kowtow and admit our mistakes; You don't have to kneel if you lose, as long as the princess herself seals us as 'Nan Li Qi'... Hehe, Tubo's rice bucket has become a strange person in Nanli, and I am happy when I think about it. ”

"One more." Song Yang responded: "If you win, do as you say; If you lose, let's play one more game. As he spoke, the smile on Song Yang's face disappeared: "Didn't you say that Nanli people are naturally weak and not good at martial arts, if the three of you lose, there will still be a chance to find the most ferocious one under you and fight me." ”

After speaking, Song Yang's expression relaxed again: "If you win against me, you can still win." If you lose to me, not only will you kowtow and admit your mistakes, but you will also have to lose money and things... In short, everything you have is lost to me, I don't want people, you just go back with your bare ass. ”

Tubo was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Nanli people are not only weak, but also weak, I'm embarrassed not to take advantage of you!" It's done, let's get started. After speaking, he remembered one more thing, and added with a sneer: "One more nagging word, Lao Tzu is better than drinking, and what he drinks is your Nanli's wine!" The liquor of Tibet and the burning knives of the grassland, Lao Tzu can't come to you to drink. ”

Song Yang waved his hand easily: "Don't worry, I am from Nanli, and of course what I brew is Nanli's wine...... I'll brew it for you now! ”

The Tibetan leader was stunned: "Brew now?" How long would it take. ”

"An hour at most." Song Yang threw a sentence to the other party, then walked to Qin Cone's side, whispered a few words, and asked him to help prepare some things, Qin Cone immediately assigned someone to do it, and after a while, a large amount of Nanli fruit wine was transported to Gaotai, and at the same time, there were stoves, casseroles, funnels, bamboo pipes, copper plates with large lids, and other cooking utensils.

In the puzzled eyes of the Tubo people, Song Yang happily got busy...... Low alcohol content of Nanli fruit wine? It doesn't matter, extracting alcohol from low-alcohol liquor only requires simple heating, distillation, and cooling, and he studied chemistry in his last life, and learned to control the heat with He Taiyi in this life, such a thing is just a piece of cake for Song Yang.

Craving spirits? Song Yang was ready to go, but it was a pity that the conditions were so simple that he couldn't come up with real pure alcohol.

The process was not complicated, and after Song Yang demonstrated the process, he handed over the 'winemaking' to Qin Cone and the others, and then turned around and walked towards the Qu couple.

Uncle Qu is full of confidence: "If you sing, you will sing yesterday's wine, and promise to make Fanzi bow his head and admit defeat." ”

Song Yang shook his head and said with a smile: "I really look up to them with "Will Enter the Wine", and this time I have to bother Aunt Qu." ”

The two looked at each other, not understanding what he meant, and Song Yang didn't explain much, but just asked the two singers to move and walk with him to the pavilion not far from the high platform...... Before leaving, Song Yang did not forget to instruct Qin Cone to sign a gambling contract with the Tubo people in black and white, so as not to let them repay their debts.

When Song Yang and Qu and his wife came back, more than half an hour had passed, the red sky was darkening, and torches were lit around the high platform. As soon as Song Yang stepped onto the high platform, he smiled and said, "What a strong aroma of wine!" Picking up the 'purified' wine jar, he sipped it lightly, and smiled even more: "This wine is simply for donkeys!" After speaking, he turned his head to look at the people in Tubo: "Three, who will invite first?" ”

The Tubo leader didn't know how to make wine, and he didn't understand what Song Yang was doing, so he strode on it and shouted: "Set the bowl!" ”

Two rows of large sea bowls were opened, and Tubo spirits and 'Song Yang Special Brew' were poured respectively, and the girl Xiao Qi smiled at Song Yang Yingying, raised a bowl of Tubo spirits and drank it all.

The strength of the liquor was so strong, the cheeks of the girl in a bowl of clothes flew red, maybe it was drunk in a hurry, Xiao Qi reversed her usual timid attitude, waved her hand and smashed the empty bowl to the ground, and stretched out her hand to point at the leader of Tubo: "Rice bucket, it's your turn!" ”

The Tubo leader was full of disdain, picked up a bowl of 'Songyang Special Brew' but was not in a hurry to drink it, but raised it with both hands, bowed to the west from afar, and chanted loudly in Chinese: "I wish my Tibetan lord long live without borders, thousands of generations, and unify the Middle Earth!" ”

After wishing him a long time, the Tibetan leader shook off his clothes, put on a heroic posture, and raised his bowl to drink...... Morsel.

Just took a sip, and then with a 'poof', all the 'good wine' in the entrance was squirted out by him, and the Tibetan leader coughed profusely, looking extremely embarrassed.

The wine is delicious because it adds a lot of spices, which complement the taste of alcohol and turn into a smoked aroma, but the spirits that have been 'distilled' and have a full 80 degrees are above and below, how can there be a little spice taste, and the entrance is only sour, astringent, bitter and spicy and domineering that rushes straight to the lungs, which is not inferior to horse urine stirred with three catties of chili powder.

The fat man in Tubo sprayed wine, and the laughter on and off the stage was like thunder, Ren Xiaozhu was even more happy to cover his stomach, only Song Yang was serious: "I wish the wine of the Tubo male lord to be forever, you sprayed?" ”

I don't know if he was choked or ashamed, the fat man in Tubo had a red face and red ears, gritted his teeth and picked up a big bowl and poured it up. I could barely swallow in the first few sips, but only halfway through the drink, my chest full of fat began to rise and fall violently, and my huge belly kept pumping...... You must know that this is not just a matter of the amount of alcohol, but such a high degree of 'special wine' has exceeded the level that the body can accept, if you drink slowly, it may be better, such a large gulp, the body immediately reacts, from the brain to the heart to many organs all begin to instinctively reject, it is not at all a fat person can control.

When there was only half a bowl left, the fat man finally couldn't bear it anymore, the sea bowl fell to pieces, the whole person fell to the ground and vomited, snot and tears smeared all over a fat face.

Song Yang shook his head: "This is the end?" Half a bowl of wine is drunk like this, it seems that your toast is not very lucky...... Rice bucket, you said it yourself, who won this game?! ”

How can you still use the fat man himself to say, as long as people with eyes can tell the difference, as Song Yang shouted, the surroundings suddenly erupted into sky-shattering cheers.