Li Xianfeng's eyes were spinning, staring at the bottle of light yellow things.

He thought in his heart that mushrooms can make wine... It's impossible. Mushrooms don't even have starch. How can they make wine? If you lie to me, I will definitely suppress you!

Li Xianfeng opened the lid and sniffed it carefully.

The fragrance immediately surged up.

The fragrance seemed to be alive, and kept drilling into his nose, causing the wineworms in his stomach to immediately attack and the saliva in his mouth was secreted wildly.

Lao Li's eyes were wide open, and his decades of drinking age made him know that it was definitely a good wine, or even a strange wine.

But Old Li doesn't want to be face-saving, so he still habitually suppresses: "It smells okay, I don't know how it tastes like?"

"And that's just that, it's so stingy. Wouldn't you bring a big jar? I've given you a wine gourd, but I can't change it to a big jar of wine. Mushroom stuffing or something..."

"It's just that, just pull it down if you don't want it!" Zhou Yi picked up the bottle again and sneered.

"I want it, I want it!" Old Man Li quickly snatched the glass bottle, like a baby.

Face, how is alcohol important?

Mushroom stuffing sounds weird, you have to taste it before you know the taste.

Pour the light yellow liquid into the cup, and the fragrance alone made him unable to wait.

Pick up the cup and poured it a little.

After taking a sip, it tasted a little sweet at first, but soon, the aftertaste became a very unique sweet and mellow, and it was not too much to say that it was fairy sauce and shiiujiu.

"Huh?" Li Xianfeng was stunned.

This feeling... is the sound of the waterfall! It is the sound of the forest! It is the monkeys in the mountains, dancing happily! These monkeys are so happy. The hair on their bodies is light brown, the tail is long, and the butt is red, and they always look like they scratch their ears and foreheads.

He felt a heat flowing through his body, making him unable to wait to jump and cheer.

"Does it be made of fruit? It seems that there are more than one fruit! There seem to be dozens of kinds, but they can't be combined! It's so delicious when mixed together, it shouldn't be... The mixed wine shouldn't be like this. What's the recipe? There is still heat flowing, this is... a strange wine?!"

"Xiao Zhou, can I buy some food and drinks for me?" He grabbed his neck and didn't want to leave the table.

"What kind of food to buy? I'll treat you to a meal." Zhou Yi said.

"Ha, you are so generous today. Go, you must go."

Ascetic practice is overflowing, and others invite them to dinner is not considered contrary to ascetic practice.

Of course, it cannot be a very good restaurant.

The two of them came to Sun Xingmin's braised chicken, and Zhou Yi shouted: "Old Sun, stir-fry a few dishes to serve."

"Okay!"

It was already late at this time, the autumn wind was cold, and there were no guests.

In addition, Sun Xingmin had a granddaughter to take care of, and it usually closed at eight or nine o'clock in the evening. Seeing that there was still some time, he helped them stir-fry a few dishes: fried eggs, peanuts, and a plate of braised chicken feet.

Kyoko, wearing a red cotton jacket, stared at the wine bottle with her lively eyes.

She smelled a nice smell, wanted to drink it, but was embarrassed to speak.

"Miss, drink some, too?" Li Xianfeng said.

Sun Xingmin was cooking in the kitchen and said, "Where can I drink it? Children will become stupid when drinking!"

"Grandpa!" Sun Jingjing was a little hesitant. She wanted to drink it. The sweet smell was so pleasant.

I was also a little afraid of becoming stupid, and my big eyes showed a pleading look.

Zhou Yi laughed: "Haha, then dip it with chopsticks and taste the taste. If it's okay, taste the taste."

Kyoko really dipped it in a bit with chopsticks and tasted it.

Then, I tasted a little more.

Taste a little more.

Her face began to turn rosy, and she slammed her mouth a few times, and yawned again.

In just a few minutes, I fell asleep on the table.

When a few side dishes were served, Sun Xingmin frowned when he saw his granddaughter falling asleep.

Li Xianfeng said: "If you meet, you will have a share. Lao Sun, you can drink a drink. I wish you good health, longevity and a hundred years of life."

Sun Xingmin knew that he had encountered an opportunity today, so he picked up the wine glass and sniffed it carefully.

There are indeed spiritual creatures in this world. In the past, there was a saying that someone in the village had lived a hundred years of life after eating something. I also heard that someone dug out a thousand-year-old ginseng and became rich overnight.

This kind of thing is rare, but it really exists.

Sun Xingmin blushed and took a small sip. He suddenly became in a daze. It seemed as if a shocking heat was running around in his body, and it seemed that he saw a monkey in the mountains and fields dancing to him.

He shook his head suddenly, and the hallucinations disappeared.

"After drinking, hurry up and take a break. Just have a sleep."

"Then I'll close it first. Just put the table and plates outside. No one steals it anyway."

Sun Xingmin closed the store door, got drunk, and took Kyoko home.

Only Zhou Yi and Li Xianfeng were left, and they slowly savored in the cold wind.

Both of them have better physiques than ordinary people. As they drink, they become hotter and hotter, and they chat with enthusiasm.

I'm in a good mood today, never get drunk!

"Old Li, why don't you want a wife? Do you have a wife?"

"Hey, at the beginning, there was no need, there was no worries. Have you ever heard an ancient poem: People have become more affectionate and more affectionate, but now they are really regretful and more affectionate. They are heartbroken and their tears are stolen. If we practice hard, don't have such worries."

Li Xianfeng even hummed a tune: "You are sure you want to be a spiritual therapist? It's very dangerous and it's easy to die suddenly."

"In the future, there is only one thing I can determine for a career, and that is to be a..."

"What?"

"Old sex." Zhou Yi took a bite of scrambled eggs and said two words slowly, "It's weird."

"Hahaha!"

Old Man Li couldn't help but feel savored each one very small, savoring it carefully.

The two were chatting seriously at the beginning, but later they started to mess around and even started to be idle.

Lao Li said: "I still have to thank you for treating me to such a good wine."

Zhou Yi shook his head and said, "You are wrong. Even if I invite you to drink Sanguotou, you still have to thank me. No matter how good or bad wine is."

Li Xianfeng was stunned and realized his mistake, "Yes, yes! I was attached to the face. It turned out that this wine gourd has harmed me over the years and made me drink good wine."

"After drinking our wine, we will ventilate up and down and do not cough. After drinking our wine, we will nourish our yin and strengthen our aphrodisiacs and not smelly."

Old Man Li started singing randomly, let alone the words were straight and straight, and they were quite standard.

"Good wine, good wine, good wine"!

"I'm tumbling and falling down like waves...ahhh! How about it!"

"It's okay, but it's not literary enough. Let me sing a song: Don't stop the glass when you're about to drink. Sing a song with you, please listen to it for me."

"Bells, drums, delicacies and jade are not expensive. I hope I will never wake up after being drunk. All the sages are lonely, and only those who drink will keep their names..."

"Only the drinker keeps his name, okay, okay." Old Man Li jumped up and down, "This literary talent is almost flying! Did you write it?"

"How is it possible? Written by a man named Li Taibai!" Zhou Yike was not interested in taking up other people's credit.

"Miaoren, Miaoren! Cheers!"

Hahaha!

The autumn wind is bleak, and there are no pedestrians, but this is better.

Happiness, happiness is over.

On this day, Zhou Yi didn't know how he returned to the dormitory.

Anyway, after waking up, I found myself lying in the dormitory.

He patted his head: "Hey, I've drunk too much."

"Hey, why did my door break? I'm drunk and crazy?"

...

Li Xianfeng's alcohol tolerance is naturally far better than Zhou Yi, and it is not so easy to get drunk. He was drunk and punched Zhou Yi's dormitory gate, threw him on the bed, and then left on his own.

But Old Man Li's alcohol addiction is much greater than Zhou Yi's.

Now, staying in his small room, he will get addicted to alcohol every ten minutes.
Chapter completed!