The Prodigal Son’s Happy Life - Chapter 35
[Chapter 35: Get drunk and then rest]
Chunfeng Tower.
Many diners noticed the man hitting the table and cast disdainful glances. You’re so arrogant about
how much you drink
, you want the strongest wine?
At the next table, a burly man glanced at the empty wine glass and grabbed a young man: “Let me ask you, what kind of wine did he drink?”
The young man was startled at first, and then introduced: “What the guest officer drank It’s our new liquor. It only costs ten taels of silver to get you drunk. Today is the Lantern Festival, and it only costs one tael of silver.”
“Getting drunk and you’ll get off again?”
The strong man spat with disdain. ” I have lived for more than thirty years, and I still don’t know what it means to be drunk! Give me a bowl!”
The waiter said, “Sir, the rules of this restaurant are that you can only drink once you are drunk, and each person can only drink one cup at a time.”
The strong man stared at him: “What do you mean? I can’t afford the money?”
The young man shook his head quickly: “I don’t mean that. I only sell one cup for your consideration.”
An angry look appeared on the strong man’s face .
, patted the table and said loudly: “Do you think I will be like that useless thing? Stop talking nonsense and serve the wine!”
After he finished speaking, he took out a silver ingot from his sleeve and slapped it on the table.
“Take the money!”
The boy glanced behind him in embarrassment. Seeing the shopkeeper nodding, he said, “Please, sir, wait a moment.”
The boy bowed his hands and left, and after a while he brought over an exquisite porcelain bowl.
The porcelain bowl was filled with distilled liquor, which was as clear and transparent as nectar.
Before the wine could be put down, the strong man snatched it away.
The strong man held the wine, took a deep breath, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he praised: “Good wine!”
“Gudong, Gudong.”
He raised his head and took a sip. A trace of blush appeared on his face, and it took a while to wipe it off. Wiping his mouth, he praised again: “It’s strong enough!”
Compared with the wine brewed by normal processes, the mellow aroma and taste of distilled wine are much worse.
But in ancient times when only low-alcohol wine could be brewed, it was already considered a fine wine.
The strong man was obviously a good drinker. After just a moment, he raised his head and started drinking again.
A bowl of wine went down his throat, his face turned from black to red, and he felt dizzy. Before he could say a word, he dropped it on the table.
Most of the diners knew this strong man.
I often come here to drink, and my drinking capacity is astonishing. It can be said that I won’t get drunk after a thousand drinks.
Today, I only drank a bowl of wine and passed out.
This scene fell in the eyes of everyone, and naturally they were extremely shocked, and they couldn’t help but look forward to the “getting drunk and then resting”.
“Waiter, once you get drunk, get drunk.”
Someone next to him reminded: “You can rest after you get drunk.”
“Yes, you can rest after you get drunk. Give me a drink too.”
“I want a drink here too…”
For a moment , everyone spoke one after another, wanting to get drunk before resting.
In less than half a stick of incense, the jar of distilled liquor sent from Anping’s residence was empty.
But…in the lobby, there are more and more people who do not believe in evil.
The waiter had no choice but to shamelessly step forward and shout loudly: “I’m really sorry, the drinks have been sold out. If you want to taste it, please come back tomorrow.”
Hearing this, the drunkards who didn’t drink the wine Naturally, there were ten thousand people who were unwilling and started to question.
“How long has it been since they were sold out? I think you hid it deliberately and wanted to wait until tomorrow to sell it!”
“Today it is one tael of silver, and tomorrow it will be ten taels. It has doubled ten times. There’s nothing fishy about it, only ghosts can believe it!”
“I think those two people just now are the ones you’re looking for!”
Seeing more and more dissatisfied diners, the manager of Chunfeng Restaurant made a quick decision and promised that within three days, everyone would be “drunk before resting”. Only sell for one tael of silver.
This calmed down the storm.
Since they didn’t buy any wine, everyone naturally focused on those who did.
It seems that he wants to see if this wine is really so magical that people can pour it after just one glass.
Those diners who bought the wine felt the envious, questioning or curious glances from around them, and they couldn’t help but feel that their vanity had been satisfied to a certain extent.
Even the drunkard who usually drank the wine immediately after getting it started to taste it in small sips.
But they obviously underestimated the strength of this wine and just thought it was the same as Yangjiang Chun in Yuezhou. Although it was a small sip, they still drank it too quickly.
As soon as the wine enters the throat, it feels like fire, followed by dizziness and blurred vision.
In less than half a stick of incense, they all fell drunk and smashed it on the table.
When the other diners saw this scene, they all showed shocked expressions.
Is this drunkenness really so magical?
At the door of Chunfeng Tower, Zhao Yan’s pretty face turned red, she lowered her head and whispered, “Thank you this time.”
Fang Xiu saw her like this, with a happy smile on his face.
It actually feels like my own child has finally grown up.
He smiled and said: “We are all a family, there is no need to talk about thanking you.”
Who is a family with you? Shameless
Zhao Yan secretly spat and said: “I was a little tired from shopping just now, let’s go first Let’s take a rest at Chunfeng Tower.”
Fang Xiu looked at Zhao Yan and asked, “Are you hungry again?”
Chunfeng Tower is a restaurant. There seems to be nothing else to do except eating when
Zhao Yan heard this. His face darkened and he said coldly: “You dislike me for eating too much?”
Being hungry… and eating too much are completely different concepts.
I don’t know how she confused the two, as if she didn’t feed her.
Fang Xiu said: “No, I’m hungry… Let’s go in and eat something first, and then we can enjoy the lanterns.”
Zhao Yan glared at him: “If Chunfeng Tower hadn’t given me a big meal, who would have wanted to go with you? ” Let’s
go in and rest
. I haven’t eaten your rice, so I’m really hungry. What does it have to do with you?”
Fang Xiu was confused for a while.
She didn’t seem to say anything, so maybe her reaction was a little too much.
Moreover…
this Chunfeng Tower is the property of the Fang family, so there seems to be nothing wrong with saying you eat my rice.
Fang Xiu sighed secretly, feeling a little melancholy.
Zhao Yan glared at him again, snorted coldly, and then walked into Chunfeng Tower alone.
Fang Xiu felt helpless and followed in.
As soon as I walked into Chunfeng Tower, I saw that the tables in the lobby were full of people.
There were also several drunken men lying on the ground.
The air was filled with the strong smell of alcohol…
The scene in front of me seemed a bit like a bar in my previous life.
But…
Chunfeng Tower is a restaurant, not a brothel. Where did there come from so many drunkards.
Fang Xiu was just curious when he saw the restaurant manager rushing towards him.
He walked up to Fang Xiu, bowed his head, and said respectfully: “Little Lu Si, I have met the young master.”
Zhao Yan saw the respectful look of the restaurant owner and suddenly remembered that the Chunfeng Tower was originally the property of the Fang Mansion.
Thinking about what she said before, she suddenly felt her face getting hot.
What I ate… seemed to be his rice.
(End of chapter)
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