Of course, these guys from Qingfeng Village don't just have a soft spot for scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

After a plate of mapo tofu was served, I didn't even have time to blink my eyes, and the tofu on the plate instantly bottomed out.

Even if it is a vegetarian dish such as fried greens on the back, they still accept it all.

Even the little soup under the plate, they didn't want to let go.

After grabbing the dishes on the plate, pour the soup from the plate into the bowl and stir it with the white flower Taiping Gong rice, the taste is not too refreshing.

This scene stunned Xiong Weile and others.

My mother, are these guys still green forest heroes who pay attention to drinking in big bowls and eating large pieces of meat? Why do they look like a group of people called Hanako who have never eaten?

If Song Zhongwei heard this, he would definitely be able to salivate on the faces of these sons and brothers who don't eat minced meat.

Uncle, if it weren't for the fact that Qingfeng Village couldn't live a life, who would the change careers to do the hard work of bodyguards?

Everyone wants to drink wine in a big bowl and eat meat in large pieces, but you can't conjure this wine and meat out of thin air, can you?

However, when Xu Yang and Zhang Tianxiang each appeared in the lobby of Xu's Restaurant with a plate of drunken shrimp, those guys who were originally focused on serving vegetables and rice stopped their chopsticks in an instant.

Without him, just because the two plates of drunken shrimp in the hands of these two guys are exuding a strong smell of wine.

As the old saying goes, there is no feast without meat.

Just now, because the stir-fried food on the table was so delicious, they ignored the drinking.

Now excited by this strong smell of wine, the wine bugs hidden in their stomachs immediately came to life.

The heroes of the green forest who lick the knife edge on the rivers and lakes to live, how can there be no good wine?

No, as soon as Xu Yang put the plate of drunken shrimp soaked in the second pot head of Black Star on the table, the guy with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks quickly started the chopsticks, picked up the drunken shrimp with the strong smell of wine on the plate, and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

The others are not far behind, and the speed at which they make chopsticks is not slower than that guy with a sharp beak and monkey gills, for fear that others will hold more chopsticks than themselves.

Among them, Song Zhongwei, the big boss of Qingfeng Village, is also included.

Of course, although the smell of wine in the drunken shrimp is strong, and many guys have already eaten it, it is not as refreshing as pouring the wine directly into the mouth.

When the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked guy watched Song Zhongwei stuff the last two drunken shrimp on the plate into his mouth, he was still unsatisfied, and immediately shouted at Xu Yang: "Boy, what kind of bird shop are you opening, our dishes have been eaten, why haven't you served us wine yet?"

"This guest officer, please calm down, and I'll bring you wine. ”

Xu Yang smiled and gave the two tables of thieves in Qingfeng Village two bottles of 67-degree vertical water Lao Baigan.

"Ladies and gentlemen, here comes your wine. ”

"You kid is really ignorant, there are so many of us, why did you give us two bottles of wine, are you afraid that we won't be able to pay?" said the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked guy again.

Anyway, he has a treat today, and he hasn't tasted wine for a long time, so he wants to take the opportunity to drink him.

"This guest officer, do you know anything, these two bottles are good wine that we have treasured in our store for many years, and the wine is very strong, and it is easy to get drunk if you drink too much. Xu Yang explained with a smile.

"You kid, don't try to trick me, I, Hou Wanshan, have been soaking rice with wine since I wore open crotch pants, and I don't believe that your wine can get me drunk!"

This guy with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks snatched the bottle with disdain.

Xu Yang smiled and did not answer.

If it weren't for ulterior motives, Xu Yang actually wanted to tell this guy who had never seen the world that there was still a big difference between wine and wine.

In the modern society of the previous generation, liquor with an alcohol content of more than 50 degrees was commonly referred to as high-grade liquor.

If measured by this standard, the so-called spirits in this world are all substandard junk goods.

The Black Star Erguotou that was exchanged from the inventory of the system before, but cleanly put down those guys who called themselves heroes of the wine country one by one.

Among them, including the dozen or so rough men who were sitting in the lobby.

But this kind of black star two-pot head, which is called scary by all drinking friends, has an alcohol content of only 56 degrees.

And now the vertical water that Xu Yang took out was white, but the alcohol content was sixty-seven degrees.

The difference between these is probably only known to those who have tasted it with their own mouths.

No, the guy named Hou Wanshan opened the cap of the old white dry bottle, and was instantly intoxicated by the strong aroma of wine wafting out of the wine bottle.

Hou Wanshan, who was still talking a lot just now, after taking a deep breath of wine, cautiously only poured himself half a bowl of Lao Baigan.

Damn, the kid with a broken hand probably didn't tell a lie, this wine list just smells the wine, and you know it's not ordinary.

The facts were already in front of him, and Hou Wanshan had to make a cautious posture.

If he drank it openly, he would be called a thousand cups and not drunk, and he might be put down on the spot.

If that's the case, then he, Hou Wanshan, will be embarrassed.

It's a pity that no matter how cautious he is, he still underestimates the power of the sixty-seven-degree vertical water Lao Baigan.

Only then did he pour a mouthful of Lao Baigan into his mouth, and his cheeks, which were as thin as monkey faces, suddenly flew up a red glow.

"Good...... Good wine!" Hou Wanshan, who had a monkey face and instantly turned into a monkey butt, forcibly endured the drunkenness that surged into his head on the spot, and gave Xu Yang a thumbs up.

This wine is not only strong, but also tastes extremely mellow, Hou Wanshan, who has a history of drinking for nearly 20 years, feels that the so-called good wine he drank before is actually some horse urine.

Hearing the good wine that Hou Wanshan said, how could the dozen or so other thieves from Qingfeng Village still be able to control their mouths?

In the blink of an eye, they divided the two bottles of vertical water on the table.

However, when these guys poured wine into their mouths one after another, Hou Wanshan, who was the first in the world to taste sixty-seven degrees of spirits and drank the small half bowl of Lao Baigan, was already drunk.

Seeing this kid's swaying appearance, Song Zhongwei's face turned red, and he pulled the corners of his mouth and laughed shamefully: "Monkey, you are embarrassed to say that you are not drunk in a thousand cups, so you drank half a bowl, why can't you?"

However, this sentence of shameful Hou Wanshan's words had just come out, and a sudden drunkenness had already surged into Song Zhongwei's brain.

Song Zhongwei, who found that the scene in front of him had begun to spin, seemed to feel that something was wrong.

It's a pity that the strong stamina of sixty-seven degrees of old white work has completely failed his brain, which has become confused.