I, who lived in seclusion for thousands of years, was exposed by yearning

Chapter 260 Drinking with a Story

Just as Zhang Zifeng finished speaking, Peng Yuchang's voice came from the door.

"It's too much, you guys are making a fuss."

Peng Yuchang stared at them with wide eyes.

It's really too much.

Kai Xiaozao didn't even call him.

It hurts him to watch Mars hit the earth over there, and he has to be a peace messenger.

But they are good, delicious and delicious.

"It's not authentic, it's too unauthentic, let's be vegetarian, you are eating meat here."

Wang Sicong walked into the room, looked at the food on the table, and said with his mouth curled up.

These people are really chicken thieves.

What about a shared vegetarian diet?

Even open such a small stove.

He stood beside Zhang Yixing, put his hand on his shoulder and patted him twice:
"You're not authentic. You know there's meat to eat, but you pretend you're not hungry."

"That's right, brother Yixing, it's fine if you don't tell me, but sister, you don't even know to tell me. Fortunately, I'm still worried about you and the old man."

"Mr. Huang, you said that you did such a table, and you didn't invite me, didn't you tell you that I want to learn art?"

Listening to what the two said, Jin Jing sniffed at the dishes on the table, smelling the aroma of food in the air, and said to Huang Lei.

Both of them found the wrong person.

Mr. Huang is the one who cooks the feast, and Zhang Yixing is still Mr. Huang's apprentice. The master won't let the apprentice say that the apprentice dares to disobey.

"You were all full when we started dinner, why did you ask you, eating too much will affect your sleep."

"Old man, what you said is wrong. You can sleep well if you eat well. It's a pity that we are full. Alas... what a pity."

After Jin Jing responded with a smile, she shook her head, touched her slightly distended stomach and sighed.

She's not here for a glutton.

Seeing that the old man and Zifeng are reconciled, she doesn't care whether she eats this delicious food or not.

"Mr. Huang, where is the wine glass?"

"What, want some?"

"Tell me where I can get it myself."

Jin Jing smiled slightly and did not explain why she wanted the wine glass.

She came here to apologize.

What happened today was indeed the source of her troubles, so an apology is necessary.

"In the closet over there."

"okay."

Jin Jing went straight to the cabinet, took out the cup and stood beside Ye Qing, after filling the old man's drink, she added to her own cup:

"Old man, I'm sorry about what happened today. If I hadn't mentioned it in gossip, you wouldn't have had any conflicts with Zifeng."

After she finished speaking, she raised her wine glass and drank it in one gulp.

"You girl is really pretty."

Seeing Jin Jing kill him in one gulp, Ye Qing said with a smile.

This girl's refreshing and unrestrained energy in drinking reminded him of another girl from a very long time ago.

When he was sitting in the small pavilion in the mountain that day, the girl approached with her clothes covered in dust.

It looked like he was fleeing.

But what was interesting about that girl was that she was obviously fleeing, and when she saw the wine on his table, she would ask him for a drink.

Especially the girl's drinking posture, just like Jin Jing at this meeting, those who didn't know it thought the glass was filled with water, but she poured it into her stomach with a gurgle.

Drinking like this, either the capacity for alcohol is extremely good, or the heart is not depressed.

He didn't mind the child continuing to drink with him. During the conversation, he learned that the girl was a poet, but when the Jin soldiers came, she had to flee with the cultural relics.

It's a pity that not many of those cultural relics were finally preserved.

The girl's literary talent is very good. During the conversation, he remembered the poem most clearly: "Three cups and two cups of light wine, how can you beat him, and the wind is strong when you come late."

The child was afraid that many things had happened to him, so he took the girl to a safe place and let her spend her days there because of this poem.

"Don't look at how high my fan is, but I only have this cup."

"Haha... This girl's words are really interesting."

Ye Qing responded with a big smile, and said to the other people beside him:

"Don't stand still, take your own cup and drink."

Following Ye Qing's words, several people took out cups from the cabinet and joined in.

"Old man, you have something to eat, and it's not a problem for those of us who are full to just drink."

As Peng Yuchang spoke, he looked at the old man with stars in his eyes.

They can't eat it anymore, but this old man has a lot of stories, and it's good to drink with stories.

"Peng Zai, you are full. The old man hasn't eaten much yet. Don't make a fuss. Talk and drink with Chi Cong."

Huang Lei's face was full of disapproval, and his voice was also stern.

This kid actually wants the old man to tell stories with wine, although he also wants to listen to the old man's story, but let people eat first before talking.

"It's okay, isn't it just eating, drinking and chatting at the wine table?"

Ye Qing waved his hand, picked up a mouthful of vegetables and fed it into his mouth, swallowed it, took a sip of wine and continued:

"In addition to liquor, rice wine, wine, cocktails, whiskey, etc., there is another special kind of liquor in this world. Its taste is different from these liquors. Do you know what kind of liquor it is?"

Since you want to drink with a story, let’s tell these children a story about wine today.

"Special wine?"

"The taste is different?"

"wine?"

"Yellow wine?"

"Medicinal wine?"

"beer?"

Several people made guesses about the type of wine the old man said.

"Tai Cong is right, Beer. Today I will tell you the story between me and Beer."

After Ye Qing finished speaking, he preached to several children:
"The first time the old man drank this beer was in the country of hops. Because of the local religious belief, they brewed this kind of wine as a tribute wine to the goddess. This beer has a very unique bitter taste. There is also the aroma of malt, I just feel a little bitter when I drink the first sip, but after swallowing it, the aftertaste in the mouth is very full."

The taste of that beer was quite different from the wine he had ever drunk, and its alcohol content was not as strong as other wines.

But the taste it contains is lingering aftertaste.

"Later, because there was a war in Hop Country, I left there. Until I went to the United States, I met the child named Adolphus. He was a child who immigrated to the United States during the war."

"Meet him again? Did you know him when you were in Hop Flower Country?"

"No."

Ye Qing shook his head, fed a mouthful of vegetables, chewed and swallowed them, and then continued:

"I didn't recognize the child. He found me when I was drinking in a beer hall. When the war happened and the immigration happened, I helped them. I didn't remember it, but the child was Come up to me when you see me."

At that time, the child hugged him excitedly, and he almost let the child be wiped out.

Fortunately, he said the words of thanks in time.

"While chatting with the child, I complained to him that the beer brewed in the country of America is not as good as that in the country of hops. After hearing this, the child felt as if he had a goal to fight for. He said that after he got his father's inheritance, He just wanted to brew wine from the Hop Country in America and sell it to people in the Hop Country in America. He didn’t have much confidence at first, but after hearing what I said, his idea became firm.”

(End of this chapter)