Chen Qishan is so old that he is so addicted to alcohol, so he will definitely be an alcoholic in the future.

The three of them, led by Chen Baojie, went to the private room upstairs.

They waited in the room for a while, and soon, stewed pig's trotters, chicken feet, sweet and sour pork ribs, and a chicken soup were served.

Feng Peng and Chen Baojie took it twice.

The sand fruit wine has not yet been opened, but there was a pot of liquor brewed before, and Feng Da asked Feng Peng to bring him a pot.

The three of them didn't have lunch because the matter between Chen Si's family was delayed.

At present, the three of them have not drunk wine and eat the food first.

Halfway through the meal, Chen Qishan couldn't help but pour a glass of strong wine.

He didn't blink and he got dry in one mouthful.

Seeing that he drank the wine in one sip, Chen Mengtian and Jiang Zebei stopped eating the food, wanting to see how he reacted.

Both of them knew very well that Feng Dabao’s wine was quite strong.

Chen Qishan didn't expect the cocktail party to be so intense, and his head was a little confused.

I didn't react for a while, and the aftermath of the wine made me dizzy.

After a while, he recovered. He closed his eyes tightly and shook his head vigorously.

"This alcohol is too strong, it's a bit of a big deal."

Chen Mengtian looked at his reaction, listened to him again, and held back his laughter and continued to eat.

Similarly, Jiang Zebei, as a friend, couldn't help but bend his cold thin lips because of Chen Qishan's funny expression.

It took Chen Qishan a while before he was completely awake.

This was the first time he drank such a strong alcohol, and he almost made him lose this in one sip.

Chen Qishan, who had recovered from his energy, gave himself a bowl of soup to relieve the alcohol, and muttered, "I can't drink this wine, it's too strong, and the alcohol is too strong."

"Then don't drink it. I thought I could drink it more than I could. It wasn't just a cup that almost poured."

Jiang Zebei picked up a chicken claw and ate it. He remembered the rules of Yashan Academy and continued, "The rules of Yashan Academy, if a student drinks during school, he will be severely punished once he finds out, and he will be expelled from the academy."

"So serious?" This really scared Chen Qishan.

Then he said, "I really entered Yashan Academy, I definitely won't drink. I'm not outside, and there are no outsiders."

"It's good if you know it. It's best to strangle the gluttons in your stomach, otherwise you will suffer a loss in the future."

Jiang Zebei was still worried.

After many years of friendship between the two, he knows Chen Qishan.

At this time, Chen Qishan said that he would not drink, maybe it was true.

When the greed in his stomach was really caught, he was just that kind of disregard for nothing.

"If you don't drink, you won't drink anymore."

Chen Baojie pushed the wine pot aside to show his determination.

Chen Mengtian smiled faintly about the conversation between the two.

The stewed pig trotters made by Chen Ping are a bit more flavorful than she did last time.

The chicken feet taste very chewy and very refreshing.

The chicken soup is not strong, and you can taste the essence of the chicken soup when you drink it in heavy or light.

There is another dish of sweet and sour pork ribs. This dish is not Chen Ping's skill, but it tastes OK.

There are some seasonings missing, and the heat is not very good, and it tastes better than other dishes.

The three of them had almost eaten, and the sunset in the sky was dark.

Chen Qishan was lamenting that this was the second time he had such a delicious meal in his life.

The last time they rescued Zhu Ziyue from prison, Chen Mengtian personally cooked for them.
Chapter completed!