When the appointed time came, the six gentlemen of the nightclub arrived one after another, saying that today was a bachelor's holiday, and the six of them did not bring their families. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The decoration in the Hongyu Building is very complicated, and in the eyes of Mertesacker and others, these have a strong Chinese style. In Zhuo Yang's view, it is nondescript, and many places are tricky, and painting snakes not only adds feet, but also socks to feet. Of course, this is none of his business, and he is too lazy to explain the aesthetic implications of traditional Chinese interior decoration styles to these five European turtles.

"The remnant sun is like blood and frost all over the ground, and the lonely sycamore moon is like a hook. This red, fleshy and green wine, like love, always provokes people to love. Zhuo, you are familiar, you come to order. Montolivo looked curious.

Zhuo Yangxin said: A group of people from small places, do you know how big China is? Do you know how many cuisines there are in China? From Xi'an to Chaozhou is farther than from Hanover to Spain, I know a hair!

"Familiar with something, I haven't eaten much." In fact, I haven't eaten it at all. "It's right to pick the most expensive point."

Pig Schweinsteiger: "Yes, yes! ”

Ribery's face was blue, and the scars on his face were twitching: who are these people?

The scar of this meal was hidden from his father, and he wanted to let old Mr. Ribery know that the family opened a restaurant, but his son went to another place to invite guests, and he also invited the tall Chinese Teochew cuisine, and the little Ribery had to be beaten with peach blossoms on his face. For old Mr. Ribery, if you don't pick up money when you go out, you lose it.

"I see, what's that, just get two of them, hurry up and finish eating, and I'll have to play later." Scar is busy leading the situation in the direction of saving money.

"That's not good, it's a shame to go back at night if you don't eat well." Mertesacker has always been kind.

De Jong said more kindly: "Don't say anything, good food goes with good wine, I'll ask the boss if there is any famous wine from China." ”

Piggy: "I've eaten it, I've eaten it once, you know, that unicorn abalone tastes amazing." One for each person, I'll take two. Scar, you promised, didn't you? ”

Ribery's face turned from blue to black.

"Hey, Scar, what's wrong with your face? How ugly it is, how ugly it is. ”

In the end, it was Zhuo Yang who made the decision, and with a wave of his hand, tide-style cold, frozen meat, sour and hot oysters, shredded duck, steamed, fried, stewed, stewed, seafood and beef, there was always a table full of dishes. Of course, the unicorn abalone that the little pig never forgot was indispensable, and a bottle of Wuliangye was also required.

Ribery's eyes were full of resentment when he looked at Zhuo Yang.

When the dishes were all ready, Zhuo Yang asked a few hungry ghosts with straight eyes to wait for a while. He set up the six five-dollar wine cups, filled them with five grains in turn, and then placed them in front of each person in turn. These five buddies who have never seen the world are dumbfounded: Zhuo, what kind of ritual is this? What a mysterious Chinese culture!

Zhuo Yang took the wine glass in front of him and said, "This meal is according to the rules of our Chinese." ”

"Thank you for the day before yesterday! According to Chinese rules, I will dry this glass of wine first, and I should treat this meal, Scar, so it is decided. ”

Zhuo Yang was referring to the fight with Duke Mottley at the training ground the day before yesterday, and the people present at that time were more or less prominent for Zhuo Yang, not to mention Piggy and Scar. Therefore, Zhuo Yang is very single.

Zhuo Yang raised the wine cup with both hands, made a slight gesture, and raised his head to dry the wine.

This is the most basic thing in Chinese dinner table culture and wine culture, where have these five European brothers seen these? was just stunned by Zhuo Yang's arrogance, and hurriedly Handan toddler picked up the cup as usual. Young Master Scar was even more tearful, and his heart said: It's still Chinese who are kind, or we Chinese are good!

The five people raised their heads, five 'coo's, and five glasses of wine went down together.

"cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough......"

"Oh God......" "What ...... I Drunk"

They are all half-sized, they have never drunk such strong wine at any time, they have no mental preparation at all, they don't know the depth at all, and they choke on tears. Five-dollar cups, which is what they can hold now.

Zhuo Yang slapped the table and laughed while beckoning the boss to serve a drink. He had expected that there would be such a thing, a group of people who can usually drink a beer and get high, thinking that the mixed wine in the nightclub is the sky?

Although Zhuo Yang himself is not very good at drinking, but in China, in Xi'an, no young man will take the five-dollar liquor seriously.

The dishes have five flavors, the wine has not passed three rounds, and several people have eaten heartily. Scar's face had long since recovered, and he was the one who ate the hardest.

Maybe Scar Ribery really has distant Chinese roots, and after a while, the chopsticks are catching it in a good way. The rest of them, chopsticks, knives, forks and spoons are all on the table, and the face of the Sino-European mix is not ashamed or ashamed.

Zhuo Yang, Scar, and De Jong tasted another glass of white wine, and Piggy, Mertesacker, and Montolivo only dared to dip a little bit of water on the dragonfly, a little bit for a while, and a little bit for a while. In this way, a few laymen in the wine industry unknowingly emptied a bottle of liquor.

Of course, Zhuo Yang drank the most, and at this time he was also a little upset. He stood up: "I'll go to the bathroom." ”

After putting out the water, Zhuo Yang wiped his face with cold water in the sink, feeling much refreshed, and looked in the mirror for a while, then turned around and walked out.

"Uncle, a bunch of garbage!" As soon as I arrived at the door, I heard this sentence. It was a woman's voice, and it was spoken in Chinese, and the Mandarin characters were round.

Zhuo Yang looked back, a woman with black hair, yellow skin and black eyes, a beautiful Chinese girl.

With a population of almost one million, Hannover is not as good as cities in China, and even in Germany, it cannot be compared to cities such as Berlin and Munich. Hanover does not have the usual Chinatown in Western cities, there are very few Chinese here, Zhuo Yang has been here for a few months, and he has only seen a young Chinese tourist from elsewhere in Germany, but has not exchanged anything. Today, I suddenly bumped into a Chinese fellow, who is still a beauty, and I can't help but feel a little kind.

The beauty had obviously drunk a little too much, and walked staggeringly. Hurried a few steps to the sink, holding on to the countertop, he retched a few times, and wanted to vomit. Fortunately, I didn't throw it up.

It is undoubtedly a very bad thing for a beautiful woman to vomit.

The beauty is washing her face and scolding in her mouth, which is just some 'garbage', 'shit' or something.

"Trouble?" Zhuo Yang asked, in Chinese.

Only then did the beauty realize that there was someone next to her. "Chinese?"

"Yes, Chinese! Can I help you? Zhuo Yang was polite and warm.

The beautiful woman looked at the tall and strong young Chinese fellow in front of her, and was silent for a while: "Can you help me get out of here?" I met three scoundrels and I didn't want to drink anymore. Can you send me out of this restaurant? ”

"No problem!" Three scoundrels? Zhuo Yang will be afraid of you? It is the pride of every man to be a flower messenger.

Zhuo Yang helped the swaying beauty to walk out, the beauty looked very nervous, one arm was hooked by Zhuo Yang, and the other hand also went around and grabbed Zhuo Yang tightly. When the two of them were about to reach the door of Hongyu Tower, the villain appeared.