Chapter 50: The First Meal

Thirteen people drank the wine in the cup together, and the delicious wine made everyone's eyes light up, and even the three girls were full of praise for the wine.

"It's worthy of being a wine heir, this wine is too delicious." The tea heir Sanpin praised.

"Good wine, it's really good wine, a must!" The poet Chen Feng praised loudly, looking at his appearance, as if he was going to recite a poem.

The wine glass was put down, and Taishi Xingwei continued: "Three hundred years have passed since the establishment of the academy, and it has gone from prosperity to decline, but it is not until my generation that I see hope again! ”

"This hope is what you brought to me, and the twelve of you will become the powerhouses of the new generation, and you represent the pinnacle of a skill."

"Let's raise a glass again, this one for you!"

Thirteen people raised their glasses at the same time and drank all the wine in the glass.

"Finally, I will say some sensational words, I am old, you are the new force of the academy, I will do my best to cultivate you, I hope that he will be at the peak one day, with you!"

Thirteen raised their glasses again.

"Let's go!"

As the wine glasses were lowered, everyone began to pick up the chopsticks and eat the food.

"Wow! It's delicious, isn't it? "Little stars popped out of the eyes of the painting poetry.

"yes, it's much better than the dean's cooking." Bai Sakura covered her mouth and said with a smile.

Taishi Xingwei has a black line, it's delicious, it's delicious, don't compare it with me.

Dowling was praised by the girl for the first time, and he was a little overwhelmed for a while, scratched his head in embarrassment, and drank with the others.

"In the past, I was sad and sad, but tonight I will meet my brother to solve my worries, he will be at the top of the mountain one day, and the peaks will be admired in my heart." Chen Feng picked up the wine glass and left his seat with a shake, he pointed to the sky to compose a poem.

Qin An laughed, walked to the study on the west side, and began to study ink while laughing and laying out paper.

The pen walked between the dragon and the snake, and a good word was written.

"Chen Feng, this word is for you!" Qin An wiped it with one hand, and the rice paper that had not dried the notes flew towards Chen Feng.

Chen Feng grabbed the paper with one hand, and after rotating his body in place, he stopped, and looked at the rice paper in his hand.

"Good poems with good words, good words give good poems, wonderful!"

The rest of the people at the table also applauded and congratulated.

The nature of the crowd was very high, and soon the wine and food were eaten and drunk, and Dowling and Quit left their seats to replenish some more.

"Do you still like this atmosphere?" Coming to the courtyard, Dowling asked.

"That's good, at least it's popular, isn't it?" Quit said with a smile and a nod.

"I think so, at least it's worth it." Dowling said, putting his arm around the shoulders of quitting alcohol.

"Yes, the imperial capital is very complete, with a home and brothers and sisters, we will not be alone in the future." Qu Drinking's backhand also hugged Qu Bah's shoulder and said.

Dowling went back to the kitchen and made a few simple appetizers again, and he was so fast that there was no break in the first drinking game of the school.

The drinking party went smoothly, everyone drank too much, and everyone came to the courtyard after the meal.

For a while, there were people who played poems, tea and tea, and piano playing, and the rest of them sat on the steps outside the living room and admired the stars, all with joyful smiles on their faces.

The next morning, Dowling struggled to get out of bed, and he looked around, his mind beginning to desperately remember what had happened last night.

Unfortunately, he found that he had drunk the fragments, and his mind was a little swollen at this time, and after taking a few deep breaths, he barely got dressed and got out of bed.

There were still three people in the room who were sleeping, they were Qu Alcohol, Bai Luo and Xiao Pang.

"Where did Su Chen go?" Dowling scratched his head suspiciously, he was anxious that Su Chen had drunk a lot of wine yesterday.

Suddenly, there was a noise in the courtyard, and Dowling forced himself to open the door and walk out.

I saw that Su Chen was practicing his sword in the courtyard, and a gust of cold wind rushed through, which made Dao Lin sober up a lot in an instant.

"Did you get up so early?" Dowling asked quietly.

"I have to get up early every morning to practice, so I'll wake up by myself when the time comes." Su Chen didn't stop his movements and replied.

"Me too." Dowling walked to a position that did not interfere with the other party and began his daily cultivation.

With the stimulation of "Evergreen Jue", the internal force rushed out of the dantian and began to swim in the body.

At the same time, Dao Lin practiced the "Naqi Guyuan Fist Method", this set of boxing methods is very suitable for cultivation at this time, and the originally scattered internal force began to travel through the whole body regularly with the traction of the exercises, and the hangover feeling last night was suddenly eliminated a lot.

As the internal force wandered away, Dowling's body began to heat up continuously, his skin turned red, refining his bones and refining his body, and the residual alcohol in his body dissipated into white smoke in the air with the high temperature.

The speed of the sword dance in Su Chen's hand slowed down a lot, and he looked at Dao Lin, who was like red charcoal, for fear that he would accidentally go mad in his cultivation.

When he saw that there was black impurities overflowing from Dao Lin's body, he knew that this was the characteristic of the exercises he had cultivated, so he was relieved.

Dowling's five sets of punches were quickly finished, and as his body became relaxed, he couldn't help but stretch his waist, the bones of his whole body made a violent noise, and he moaned comfortably.

Su Chen also finished putting away his sword at this time, and looked at Dao Lin who was enjoying himself, and his eyebrows wrinkled unconsciously.

"Can you please not make that weird noise, it's very uncomfortable." Su Chen said helplessly.

Dowling retracted his raised shoulders and looked at Su Chen not far away, he scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Also, can you go take a shower first, it's disgusting." Su Chen's brows furrowed even tighter, especially when he saw Dao Lin's impurity hard shell that was constantly cocking with his movements.

Dowling nodded awkwardly, and got ready to go to bed with some water.

"Hey! There are girls! Go to the bathroom! Su Chen let out a low sigh.

When Dowling heard this, he reacted, there are not just two people in this courtyard now, not only are there a bunch of boys, but also three girls.

Dusty and dirty, he carried water to the bathroom, and when he took a bath, Dao Lin began to complain about Su Chen, he seriously suspected that the other party was a serious obsessive-compulsive person.

After taking a comfortable shower, Dowling came out of the bathroom, and by this time he had changed into a clean set of clothes.

There is a special cabinet in the bathroom for him to put his clothes, because he has to get up early every day to cultivate, and now he still has a lot of impurities in his body, so the clothes he wears during cultivation must be washed off after taking a bath.

After drying the laundry in the yard, Dowling went into the kitchen, and now he had to cook for thirteen people at a meal, and for a moment he couldn't think of what to do.

In fact, it is still more difficult to make breakfast, because people are used to eating something light and nutritious for breakfast.

"I should go buy some milk and come back, milk shouldn't be a big problem." While thinking, Dowling walked out of the courtyard towards the market not far away.

There are indeed milk sellers in the market, but they are all raw milk, and they can only be drunk after they are boiled several times when they are bought, but there is better than nothing.

By the way, he bought some rice noodles and oats, and in the morning he prepared steamed buns and milk oatmeal.

Back at home, everyone was still sleeping, and only a small number of people got up to move their bodies in the yard.

"Wait a minute, we'll start eating right away." Dowling said hello and went into the kitchen.