The agreed time has come, and the six gentlemen of the nightclub 66 have arrived. They agreed that today is a bachelor's day, and none of the six people brought their families. Biqu 　ΩΔGeWw ．

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The decorations in Hongyu Tower are very complicated. In the eyes of Mertesacker and others, these all have a strong Chinese style. But in Zhuo Yang's view, they are nondescript. Many places are deliberately mysterious. The painting of snakes not only adds to the

He also added socks. Of course, this was none of his business, and he didn't bother to explain the aesthetic connotations of traditional Chinese interior decoration styles to these five European bumpkins.

"The setting sun is like blood and frost covering the ground, and the lonely phoenix tree and the moon are like hooks. This red-flesh-green wine, like love, always invites people to fall in love. Zhuo, you are familiar with it, you come to order." Montolivo said with a look on his face.

curious.

Zhuo Yangxin said: People from small places know how big China is? Do they know how many kinds of cuisine there are in China? It is further from Xi'an to Chaozhou than from Hannover to Spain. I don't know!

"What are you familiar with? I haven't eaten much." In fact, I haven't eaten at all. "You're right to order the more expensive ones."

Piggy Schweinsteiger: "Yes, yes!"

Ribery's face was blue and the scars on his face were twitching: Who are these people?

Scar was hiding this meal from his father. He wanted Mr. Ribery to know that while his family owned a restaurant, his son went to treat him somewhere else, and he also treated him to high-end Chinese Chaozhou cuisine.

Pele's face was full of peach blossoms. For the old Mr. Ribery, if you don't pick up money when you go out, it will be lost.

"Let me see, what are you talking about? Just get two of them and finish them quickly. We'll have to play later." Scar hurriedly steered the situation in the direction of saving money.

"That's not okay. If you don't eat well, you'll feel bad if you go back at night." Mertesacker has always been very kind.

De Jong was more kind: "Don't say anything. Good food goes with good wine. I'll ask the boss if he has any famous wines from China."

Piggy: "I've eaten it. I've eaten it once. You know, that Kirin abalone tastes great. Each person has one portion and I'll take two. Scar, you promised it, right?"

Ribery's face turned from green to black.

"Hey, Scar, what's wrong with your face? It's as ugly as it is."

In the end, it was Zhuo Yang who made the decision. With a wave of his hand, he served Chaozhou-style cold dishes, frozen meat, spicy and sour oysters, shredded duck, steamed, stir-fried, stewed, braised, seafood and beef, all filling the table.

Of course, Xiaozhu’s unforgettable Kirin abalone is also indispensable, and he also ordered a bottle of Wuliangye.

Ribery looked at Zhuo Yang with eyes full of resentment.

When all the dishes were served, Zhuoyang asked a few hungry gluttons to wait for a moment. He placed six five-cent wine cups, filled them with Wuliangye one by one, and placed them in front of everyone in turn. These five

Friends who have never seen the world are dumbfounded: Zhuo, what kind of ceremony is this? What a mysterious Chinese culture!

Zhuo Yang picked up the wine glass in front of him and said, "This meal will follow our Chinese rules."

"Thank you for what happened the day before yesterday! According to Chinese rules, I drank this glass of wine first, and I should treat you to this meal, Scar, that's it."

Zhuo Yang was referring to the fight with Duke Motley at the training ground the day before yesterday. Those present at that time more or less stood up for Zhuo Yang, not to mention Piggy and Scar. So, Zhuo Yang did things

Very bachelor.

Zhuo Yang raised the wine cup with both hands, bowed slightly, and drank the wine with his head raised.

This is the most basic thing in Chinese dining table culture and wine culture. How have these five European guys seen this before? They were just stunned by Zhuo Yang's arrogance, and they quickly followed the example and picked up the cup.

Master Scar almost burst into tears. He thought to himself: The Chinese are still kind, and we Chinese are better!

The five people raised their heads, said "gu dong" five times, and drank five glasses of wine at the same time.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough..."

"God..." "What did I drink..."

They are all young men. They have never drunk such a strong drink before. They are not mentally prepared at all. They have no idea about the depth of the drink. They are choked with tears. How can they afford a five-yuan cup now?

Zhuo Yang slapped the table and laughed, while asking the boss to bring drinks. He had already expected that there would be such an incident. A group of people who usually get high after drinking beer thought that the mixed wine in the nightclub was the best?

Although Zhuo Yang himself is not a big drinker, in China and Xi'an, no young man would take the five-cent liquor seriously.

The food was over five flavors, the wine was under three rounds, and everyone ate heartily. Scar's face had already recovered, and he was the one who ate the most.

Maybe Scar Ribery really has a distant Chinese ancestry. After a while, the chopsticks were able to grasp the food in a decent manner. The remaining ones had chopsticks, knives, forks and spoons at the same time, and they were a mix of Chinese and European without being shy or blushing.

Zhuoyang, Scar, and De Jong tasted another glass of white wine. Xiaozhu, Mertesacker and Montolivo only dared to touch the water a little bit, then a little bit, and then a little bit more. That's it.

, several laymen in the wine industry emptied a bottle of liquor without knowing it.

Zhuo Yang was of course the one who drank the most, and he was a little heady at this time. He stood up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

After draining the water, Zhuo Yang wiped his face with cold water in the sink. He felt much refreshed. He looked at himself in the mirror again and then turned around and walked out.

"His uncle is a bunch of rubbish!" I heard this sentence as soon as I arrived at the door. It was a woman's voice, and she spoke in Chinese, with a clear accent in Mandarin.

Zhuo Yang looked back and saw a woman with black hair, yellow skin and dark eyes, a beautiful Chinese girl.

Hannover only has a population of about one million. Not to mention it cannot compare with cities in China. Even in Germany, it cannot compare with cities such as Berlin and Munich. Hannover does not have a Chinatown that is common in Western cities. There are very few Chinese here. Zhuo Yanglai

In the past few months, I have only met a few young Chinese people who came from other places in Germany to travel, but I have not had any exchanges. Today, I suddenly bumped into a Chinese fellow, she is also a beautiful woman, and I couldn't help but feel a little friendly.

This beauty had obviously drunk a little too much, and she was staggering when she walked. She rushed to the sink, held on to the countertop and retched several times, trying to vomit. Fortunately, she didn't vomit.

Vomiting by a beautiful woman is undoubtedly a very disgraceful thing.

While the beauty was washing her face, she was cursing, saying things like 'garbage' and 'shit'.

"Is there any trouble?" Zhuo Yang asked in Chinese.

Only then did the beauty realize that there was someone next to her. "Chinese?"

"Yes, Chinese! Do you need help?" Zhuo Yang was polite and enthusiastic.

The beauty looked at the tall and strong young Chinese fellow in front of her and was silent for a moment: "Can you help me leave here? I met three scoundrels and I don't want to drink anymore. Can you send me out of this restaurant?"

"No problem!" Three scoundrels? Zhuoyang is afraid of you? Being a flower protector is the pride of every man.

Zhuo Yang supported the swaying beauty and walked out. The beauty looked very nervous. One arm was hooked by Zhuo Yang, and the other hand came around to hold Zhuo Yang tightly. The two of them were leaning on each other and were about to arrive.
Chapter completed!