Qiao Feng had already drunk a whole jar on his side, and at this time, he grabbed the second altar and turned his head to look at Qin Chao, and saw that the altar in Qin Chao's hand was also close to being poured.

"Good!" Qiao Feng shouted in his heart, he is the best wine in his life, and he can drink the most, the beggar gang is the largest gang in the world, and he has always presided over the overall situation of martial arts with Shaolin, Qiao Feng has joined the beggar gang, especially after becoming the leader of the beggar gang, I don't know how many heroes and heroes in the world will pass, and there are not a few people who can drink and like to drink, Qiao Feng, who can drink like this in the Qin Dynasty, is still the first time to see it, and he is even more energetic at the moment, and said with a smile: "Brother Tai's alcohol is not weak, it is really interesting." ”

Qin Chao smiled and said: "I have always been different from person to person, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, cockfighting and lackeys, dice and dominoes, eating, drinking, playing and teasing crickets, and even walking on the horse stage, looking for flowers and asking willows to take bricks and shoot people's brains and melon seeds behind them, how can the amount of alcohol be an exception?"

"Flutter!"

Some of the ladies in the hall couldn't help but laugh when they heard Qin Chao's exaggerated and interesting words. Many people also laughed, only Qin Yu and Guo Yuanyuan were worried.

Qiao Feng also smiled: "In addition to having a good amount of alcohol, this boy is also a wonderful person, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, even cockfighting lackeys, dice and dominoes, which of the things he said does not require a lot of energy and time to play, it is rare to be proficient in the same way, how can he be proficient in everything." Thinking so in his heart, he said to Qin Chao: "Very good, very good." ”

Qin Chao said with a smile: "Of course, this benevolent brother is also a good drinker, but it is absolutely impossible to suppress me. ”

Qiao Feng said with a smile: "Don't talk big, let's do another altar and see." Raising the big bowl in his hand and leaning his neck to drink, Qin Chao nodded: "Very much!" also picked up the bowl and drank bitterly, both of them looked heroic and acted chicly, often a large bowl of spirits came to their mouths and poured it all in one breath when they raised their necks, not even a drop of wine was missed.

Although Bi Shouxiang on the side drank no slower than Qin Dynasty and Qiao Feng, the drinking method of slapping the altar and raising his neck to receive the wine that fell from the sky like peeing always made people feel a little weird.

"Great!"

Brass bell-like cheers rang out.

"The three brothers are so heroic and heroic when they drink, no wonder they all say that the Central Plains are heroic, strong, heroic!"

The tone of this voice is very weird, this weirdness is different from the accent of speaking in various places in the Central Plains, it is very mechanical and stiff, but it is a table in the east corner, all of them are tall men, and they are about the same height as Qiao Feng.

"Huh?"

The eyes of many people in the entire lobby widened.

The man's face was well-defined, with a high nose bridge and deep eye sockets. "Xixia people?" There are many knowledgeable people in the lobby, and some people frown when they see this face.

"A few brothers are drinking together, and they are ...... from below," the man said in an awkward official voice.

"Drink if you want!" Qiao Feng raised his eyebrows coldly, and interrupted him with a scolding, "Isn't it a great thing for everyone to drink a few jars, so that the enemy and me can be clearly distinguished, even if you barely drink alcohol, there is no aftertaste." ”

The man froze.

"This person has a high nose and deep eye sockets, Qiao Feng is afraid that he is a Xixia person. Qin Chao glanced at the man, although the face of the man looked like a member of the Western Xia Party, but the hair color was extremely light, close to red gold, and it was curly, how could the Qin Dynasty not know about this familiar appearance of a Western Caucasians.

"Haha, Brother Tai must have recognized the wrong person, but I like it the most, bartender, take three altars of sorghum!" The man said with a smile, the bartender sent the wine jar, and he also slapped the altar with one palm like Bi Shouxiang, stirring up a three-foot-high, line-like wine arrow, and raised his neck to take the wine. This one person joins.

"A few of you drank so refreshingly, although the old man was a handful of years, but he was also hooked up by the wine worm, bartender, Santan!" laughed loudly, and then—

"Old man Ban, you come to join in the fun, how can the old man be behind, the bartender, the sorghum four altars!"

"Wow, wow, everyone drinks, how can I be missing this Xiangxi drunkard? No, no, I can't help it, bartender, take three more altars and send them to me, no, three altars are not enough, bring six altars to Uncle Ben." ”

......

There are few men in the world who don't drink.

Later generations are like this, the ancients are better to drink, and the men in the rivers and lakes are especially informal, and the things in this cup are better than ordinary people, there is almost no table of diners in this lobby who do not order wine, these high-rollers in the rivers and lakes are excited by the Qin Dynasty and Qiao Feng's heroic drinking, and they feel that the man is alive, walking the rivers and lakes, he should be so informal, regardless of his name and surname, he will meet friends with wine, drink in a big gulp, and be happy and revenge.

Those who are cautious, do not speak loudly, are moody, and sometimes they are too childish, and they are not suitable for the identity of men.

It's just that the Qin Dynasty and Qiao Feng drank too much.

They don't know each other, maybe they are enemies, they were naturally a little reserved before, but now the atmosphere is stirring up-

This is different from the Pine Crane Tower.

When Qiao Feng and the beggar disciples were talking in a whisper, Duan Yu heard the conversation in the entire hall, and none of the rest could hear it, and Qiao Feng was interested in inviting him to drink because he felt that Duan Yu heard him and suspected that Duan Yu was Murong Fu. It can be seen that the Songhe Tower at that time was different from the Beisheng and Restaurant at this time, and there were not many real martial arts masters among them.

And the amount of alcohol is this thing.

In addition to the physique, the deeper the internal force, the more outstanding the external strength, the greater the amount of alcohol, these real masters, although the real amount of alcohol is indeed far inferior to Qiao Feng, but the dignity and arrogance of the masters also make it impossible for them to admit defeat at the wine table at will.

Now they are all aroused with pride.

Every voice is not weak, and men are not afraid of getting drunk, so they are afraid of not drinking.

Wang Yuyan, Qin Yu, and Guo Yuanyuan were dumbfounded, and the beautiful women, girls, girls, and old women in the entire lobby also looked at each other. The bartender was still watching the excitement before, and when he saw that the whole lobby was almost a male diner, he slapped the table and shouted for wine, and suddenly had a bitter face, while persuading that there was not much wine, and at the same time he commanded the hall to transport wine back and forth, and with a jar of spirits carried into the lobby, one by one in the hall was either like Qin Dynasty and Qiao Feng who poured wine with one hand, grabbed a bowl with one hand to drink, or like Bi Shouxiang patted the altar to stimulate wine, they were all extremely bold and swallowed.

"Happy!"

Qin Chao drank heavily, looking at the situation in the lobby, he was also a little dumbfounded, he didn't expect that he was just drinking with Qiao Feng, fulfilling a dream from his previous life, and actually causing such a grand scene. However, at this time, he drank a large jar of wine, although he absorbed the strength of the wine due to the Northern Spiritual Skill, he could also be full of blood, and he felt happy and refreshing that he had never felt before.

The Qin Dynasty was still like this.

Qiao Feng, who has a bold temperament and loves to drink and make friends, is even more indescribably happy in his heart, he drank to the strong place, tore the clothes on his chest with one hand, revealing the big green wolf tattoo on his chest, and did not raise the altar to pour wine, but directly poured the altar from his head, tilted his neck and swallowed the fallen wine, and actually dried up a jar of wine in one go, and drank to the bartender with bare eyes: "The bartender, go and move the wine jar quickly, the more the better, and the ten altars and nine altars are all brought to a certain kuài." As soon as the empty wine jar was thrown, he strode in front of Qin Chao, stretched out his hand and grabbed the third jar of wine that had not yet been opened on the table of Qin Dynasty, patted the sealing mud, and poured it up with his neck as much as he could.

"Okay!" Qin Chao saw that Qiao Feng was so heroic, and he also put the bowl directly and drank it against the altar, only to drink it all in an instant, seeing that there was no wine around, Qiao Feng was still pouring it on the altar, and immediately knocked on the table and sang: "Zhizhang rides a horse like a boat, and his eyes fall asleep in the well water." Ruyang Sandou began to face the sky, and the road was salivating at the mouth of the Quche, and he hated to seal the Jiuquan ......"

This Du Fu's "Song of the Eight Immortals in Drinking" is one of the two in the ancient wine poems, the entire ancient Chinese poetry, only the poet Immortal Li Bai's "Will Enter the Wine" can be with it, the poem is good, the rhyme is more wonderful, although the voice of the Qin Dynasty is not very good, but the poem is good, singing this song of the Eight Immortals in the drink, the rough voice, the rough singing method gives people a heroic and enthusiastic feeling. Qin Chao sang a few words. "Zuo Xiangri spends thousands of dollars, drinking like a long whale sucking a hundred rivers!" A more coarse voice sounded, but some big men waiting for wine sang along.

The song of the eight immortals in the drink is the masterpiece of the Tang Dynasty poet Du Fu, and it is also the favorite poem of the high-rollers in the rivers and lakes at this time.

When there is wine, drink it happily, and when you wait for wine, you can sing in your throat.

The situation in the lobby on the second floor immediately alarmed the entire Beishenghe Restaurant, spread to the street, and the drunkards in the building, and even the merchants, hawkers, literati, tourists, and local people on the street outside the building all flocked to watch everyone gamble and drink.

Many people sweat more and more when they watch this view.

Beisheng and the restaurant's self-brewed strong sorghum, many people know how strong its wine is, especially people in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, many people even jokingly call this kind of wine 'three bowls but not the street', that is, drink three bowls, you can't finish a street, at this moment this group of outsiders here to fight wine.

Terrible!

Many of these people fell after more than ten bowls, and then a whole jar fell, one and a half to two jars, and there were seven or eight of them.

As for those who were still drinking, everyone was completely speechless.

(Thank you for the tip of 'The Man Who Bites the Dog', 'Ah Lu (9)'!)