In a trance, Qin Lang seemed to feel that he had returned to his later generations and was drinking, bragging and spanking with his group of friends there.

I can't remember what others say.

He picked up the wine bowl, got up, walked over, and began to toast with his arms one by one.

"Drink, drink well, it's just brother."

"Hey, old, handsome guy, sorry, sorry, the hospitality is not good, eat more and drink well, come on, I'll give you a drink, I'll do it, you can do it, you can do it."

"Hey! Hello, beautiful sister, brother is neglected. I'm sorry, sorry, I'll punish myself for three cups."

"Come on, brother, drink. Don't be afraid of your sister-in-law. You must be happy today. Come on, drink."

"Brothers, have fun, you must be happy. I'll give you a song to wish you good luck..."

I never return yesterday, oh, happiness is more expensive than anything else

The water cannot be taken back, oh, the peach blossoms have faded, there are roses

There will always be storms and storms in life for decades. I will go to the meeting without getting drunk now.

I will experience it slowly without regrets in the past. At this moment, my friend’s glass of wine is the most precious

I almost filled my wine and sang loudly. Good friends and good friends are so happy tonight

Ideals have changed our appearance and have also made me understand that we should cherish our friends' shoulders

The sun always spreads into the vastness after the wind and rain, which makes us raise our heads and learn to be strong

Just like this glass of strong wine from my friend, I feel warm and don't worry about everything

Today we will meet, oh, the wine glass is filled with affection, and the years are fleeting like water, oh

...

"Bang..." Qin Lang casually threw the wine bowl in his hand and continued with a loud voice.

Drinking a pot of old wine makes me look back

Looking back, I saw my mother's tears flowing

Every time I leave home

Mom sends her son out of the house

Every time I leave home

One step three times

Drinking a pot of old wine gets drunk in my heart

The rich fragrance can't be enough

Every time you give me a lot of advice

Mom, you hold your hand

Every time you give me

Keep in my heart

...

Qin Lang had a dream, a very long dream.

In my dream, I drank a lot of wine with my friends, and whispered to my wife in my dream. In my dream, I reminded my eldest son to play less games. In my dream, I sat next to my mother and enjoyed the warm nagging...

Everything is so real.

My head hurts so much, my throat is on fire, and I reach out to grab it. Fortunately, I touched a soft and tender horn and grabbed it in my hand. It was delicate and tender, and I rubbed it on my face. It was great at home and someone cared about it.

"Water, wife, give me some water."

He was so crazy that he got up, handed a bowl of water into his hand, poured it into his mouth, and handed it over.

"My wife, let's have another bowl."

...

"Young Master, you are a slave."

A small sound penetrated into his ears, and the smoothness in his hands also fled in a daze, which made Qin Lang, who was confused, wake up completely.

Rubbing his swollen head, "Oh, I'm confused, I'm really confused, sorry, girl." Why did this damn wine, why did you get drunk? Qin Lang couldn't help but blush.

He took a breath and realized that it was already bright. "Girl, what else did I do except drink last night? Don't bury me, tell me everything." Qin Lang had a thick old face, and the matter must be understood.

"Young Master, besides drinking, you also sing songs for everyone." The little girl blushed and said timidly.

"Is there anything else? What else?"

"Well, after drinking, the young master pulled Grandpa Sun and said he wanted to worship him. He also called Grandpa Sun and brother."

Five thunders thunders!

"Another, is there any?" Qin Lang asked in despair.

"No more." The little girl lowered her head and replied in a low voice.

I call me sister and hold my hand, but I can't say that I almost took the opportunity to take advantage of others. Fortunately, my body became soft and I got under the table and didn't kiss me. Otherwise, how could I see people in the future? My face became hot and I thought I could not live just now.

Put down the cold water bowl, twist your body, and go out in a few seconds and disappear.

It's over, I'm so embarrassed to be at my grandma's house. How did it end?

Forget it, let her go!

More importantly, you should ask the old man to confirm it so that there will be any omissions. The little girl's words are not reliable.

When I came to Sun Simiao's room, a strong aroma of wine filled the room. One or two jars of wine were placed in the room. It should be the wine after the second steaming, and I don't know how many degrees it was.

When the little girl saw Qin Lang coming in, her face turned red again, she turned around and pretended to be busy.

Sun Simiao looked up at Qin Lang and asked casually: "Are you awake?" Then he lowered his head and went to study the big bowl on the table.

"Hehe, old man, I'm awake, I'm completely awake." Qin Lang answered and came to Sun Simiao's side.

The big bowl on the table should be alcohol, and the alcohol smells pungent, and a mosquito is soaked in the bowl.

"Old man, I was so ruthless after drinking last night. I may have done something wrong. Please forgive me." Qin Lang apologized first and was accused of the old Taoist. I wonder what I thought?

"It's okay, the old Taoist is also young." The old Taoist could see clearly.

"That, old man, after drinking, the boy didn't say anything outrageous, what happened to the others?" Qin Lang asked what he was most worried about.

"Haha, that's not. I just urged me to drink and sang a few strange tunes, and I didn't say anything else. As for the others, the three boys drank too much, and no one obeyed each other. They pulled them outside and saw the truth. Manager Lu fell down the fastest and fell asleep on the table." Sun Simiao knew what Qin Lang was going to ask for and explained the situation very clearly.

I breathed a sigh of relief, just don’t show my feet too much, but I just want to be happy for the rest.

"Girl, go find a clean bowl." Qin Lang told the little girl to get a clean bowl and to taste it himself, how much wine is distilled twice.

Due to work reasons, Qin Lang of later generations had many opportunities to travel on business and was also indispensable for the bargaining. With good wine, there was also a little amount of wine, and he drank a lot of various wines.

The Northeastern Burning Knife, the Old Baigan of Hengshui, the Overlord of Hubei, and the White Bourd of Mongolian Grassland, have tasted all the best-ranked spirits in China. In this environment, there is no way to calculate the alcohol. Qin Lang can only taste it and judge it by experience.
Chapter completed!