Chapter 158: Fighting Wine

When it comes to drinking, it's not the amount of alcohol that is drunk, it's the gall of the wine.

Wang Mazi held a bottle of Luzhou Laojiao in his hand, and filled the three glasses in front of him, this is a standard restaurant wine glass, a cup of two, two, three, I can only drink two cups at most, if three cups are down, it is definitely "immortal and crippled". Wang Mazi smiled and said: "We northerners drink and talk about a good time, this first cup, let's do it first!" ”

The old man smiled and raised his glass: "Dry! ”

I heard the two of them say this, my heart suddenly panicked, but there is nothing to do, love liquor Taoist friends know that drinking, fasting and satiety are completely different things, people in an empty stomach in one breath to kill two or three burnt white, it is like swallowing a pair of cotton socks raw, that kind of taste, who drinks who knows. But in this case, what can I do with Mo Laosan? I had to drink even if I had my head pinned to the waistband of my trousers.

Wang Mazi drank all the wine in the cup, his spicy face was red and his neck was thick, and he yelled, "Enjoyable!" "I'm even more immentioned, I was a layman when I drank wine, this big cup burned white, I suddenly felt the sky fall apart, as if all the gods and Buddhas were beating gongs and drums around my ears, but fortunately, the old man held the scene, he was as calm as water, and smiled slightly. He looked at Wang Mazi and said, "The wine is good, it's full!" ”

The old man is not in the palm of his hand, but he Wang Mazi is not a fish in the pool, but just now the round from the bright side, naturally the old man is more imposing, Wang Mazi seems to be smiling and pouring wine for us, and I don't know what the hell is thinking about in my heart, at this time, the waiter finally served the food, I took a look, this Wang Mazi invited us to eat is quite sincere, ordered all the hard dishes, and added a pot of Yangzhou fried rice.

As soon as I saw that there was rice, I added a bowl to myself, not that I was greedy, but that my stomach was really turning over the river and the sea, rice can absorb water, and naturally it can also absorb wine, this is a little trick on the wine table, my dad told me, said that in the future, if I want to fight with others, remember, eat a bowl of rice before drinking, or nibble on two steamed buns or something, in this way, it is equivalent to installing a filter in the stomach.

This kind of know-it-all tricks, my dad knows, not to mention Wang Mazi and the old man, Wang Mazi added a bowl of rice to himself, and the old man also added a bowl of rice to himself, but what he Wang Mazi never expected was that the old man's next move almost didn't scare out the hemorrhoids in his buttocks.

The old man raised the cup of Luzhou Laojiao, Wang Mazi thought that his old man was going to toast, but he had no choice but to raise his wine glass with an embarrassed face, but he didn't expect that this was not the case at all, the old man did not ask him to drink, but poured all this cup of liquor into his fried rice, and made a bowl of white wine soaking rice in front of us. I was shocked and said, "Old man, you ...... You won't ...... Really, right? ”

Wang Mazi looked at the old man, his face was stunned as if he had seen the queen mother, at this moment, the air was filled with a strong kingly atmosphere, I saw the old man pick up a pair of arrogant chopsticks, pick up the bowl of white wine to soak Yangzhou fried rice, as if the world is nothing, and eat it up, the thief who eats is energetic, while eating and at the same time, he plucks his mouth, pours himself some liquor after eating, rinses his mouth, and then swallows the wine.

Wang Mazi and I saw this scene, who is not in a turbulent mood in their hearts? Is it still a human being in this dog's day?

As I said before, when it comes to drinking, drinking is a momentum. The old man took white wine to soak Yangzhou fried rice, this move, the startled Wang Mazi almost sat down, you just give him ten more guts, and he didn't dare to fight with the old man anymore.

Houhai under the moonlit night, the lights are neon. We sat on the side of the road, drinking while talking, after three rounds of drinking, everyone drank too much, Wang Mazi had to pull the old man to order a song, singing the song "Put your heart, my heart, string a string" of the Little Tigers, the old man may have really drunk too much, he really went, the average age of the two seventy-five years old bad old man, spent fifty yuan, sang with a red face and thick neck, the high note was stunned that he didn't go up, it was like killing a pig, causing those little girls on the side of the road to cover their mouths and snicker.

After Wang Mazi and the old man finished singing, they returned to our small table on the side of the road, and I could see that Wang Mazi was very happy today.

Wang Mazi returned to his seat, laughed while patting his stomach, and said drunkly: "Old man, your old duck voice is really dragging its feet, I remember that we had a party in the house the year before last, you, I, Lao Lu, reported this song, if it weren't for you, the old bastard, we would not be a problem with this combination, how could it be just barely a seventh." ”

The old man laughed, not to mention that if he hadn't turned the tide and used the power he had accumulated for many years, he yelled the last paragraph of "Shout to the sky, say I love you" in a falsetto voice close to Sarah Brightman, and they would have even hung in seventh place. The two old men laughed when they said this, but they laughed and laughed, but they couldn't help but show a touch of sadness between their eyebrows.

Wang Mazi smiled and said, "What's wrong? Want to be old? ”

The old man smiled faintly and did not speak.

Seeing this, Wang Mazi sighed: "Alas, this old Lu is really, since his disappearance, it has been more than a year, right?" I don't answer the phone, and I don't know where I went, you say he's strange, and he doesn't even say hello if he doesn't do it. ”

Wang Mazi took a sip of wine, and he didn't know which tendon was wrong, so he suddenly turned his head and asked me, "Hey, little brother, do you know Lao Lu?" is the old man's original partner Lu Zhenghua, the thin one. ”

I quickly shook my head: "I don't know, I haven't heard of it." ”

As soon as Wang Mazi heard this, he immediately smiled at the old man with a complaining face: "Oh, it seems that the relationship between the two of you is not very iron, and his old man has never even mentioned it to you?" Little brother, let me tell you, his partner is a god! ”

My face was blue and purple, for fear of answering the wrong words, so I quickly changed the conversation and asked him: "Senior, you said that the old man has a partner who is also a god?" What kind of magic is it? Tell me about it, hehe, I'm the one who loves to listen to stories. ”

Wang Mazi gave a thumbs up and said: "Oh, little brother, little brother, we are so close to each other, let me tell you, what I love most is storytelling, let's have a "Cooking Wine on Heroes" tonight, let me Wang Mazi tell you the story of this tomb robber Lu Zhenghua, but the people on the rivers and lakes don't dare to call him Lu Zhenghua, but call him Mr. Dace." ”

Wang Mazi asked me with a smile: "Do you know what a dace is?" ”

I said, "Yes, it's a pangolin." ”

Wang Mazi nodded and said: "That's right, Mr. Dali is an honorific title, this honorific title represents a kind of admiration and recognition of Lao Lu on the rivers and lakes, looking at the entire tomb robbery industry, there are only four people who can get this kind of title." ”

I wondered, "Which four?" ”

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