This wine was drunk at the authentic table, and several Han people were also frank people. After seeing the bottom one after another, Xiao Qi sighed and drank refreshing.
Xiaoqi doesn’t put a mouthful on her sleeve, and she fills herself with a bowl. "It’s said that people should be kind to Beijing. I didn’t say that, but it’s worth knowing Zhang and several big brothers today. That’s Xiaoqi’s blessing. This glass of wine is Xiaoqi’s toast to your big brothers first."
A few people were amused by Xiao Qi’s fallacy of "being late". Xiao Qi also smiled and poured a bowl of wine into his stomach. Although it was beer, Xiao Qi drank like boiled water without even frowning.
Most people in the northeast are straightforward and easy to make friends, and they don’t procrastinate in doing things. There is also a little emphasis on loving the group. Anyone who has something to do with it is easy to get angry. There is a saying that you should never provoke the northeast to quarrel with the Northeast Han, and his fist will come to your face.
However, the northeast people are also humorous, practical and generous, which is their personality characteristic. There is no word to say that both mountains and seas are Zhao Shan. Although they all talk a little heavily, they always greet their predecessors, but they have to say that all the Han people in Northeast China are heroes and attach great importance to feelings.
It’s right for these Northeastern Han people to be bold and unrestrained in a few bowls of wine.
"I heard that the ancestors of this kitchen in Jufulou served the people in the palace. In this generation, the craftsmanship has not diminished. This sweet-scented osmanthus fish is crispy and thick, and you can always try it."
Xiaoqi turned the fish head to Zhang Zong, and Zhang Zong put a piece of bottom, and then moved chopsticks to taste.
I don’t know whether it’s for Xiaoqimian or whether this dish is really so delicious. Everyone gives a thumbs up and praises it.
Xiaoqi took the opportunity to give Wei Zhi some better entrance dishes and instructed Wei Zheng to eat more.
Drunk Wei Zhi is unusually obedient. Xiaoqi lets him eat, and he eats. His eyes are slightly dull and his actions are slightly slow. If you don’t find the root carefully, you can’t see that you are allergic to alcohol. Wei Zhi is already drunk.
Xiaoqi doesn’t know whether Wei Zhi had eaten first or not, and how much wine was drunk on his way, but it’s always good to eat more. Xiaoqi is also at ease to quickly put a few mouthfuls of food on his plate and eat it up.
Xiaoqigu waited for dinner at the gate of the cinema and didn’t care to eat it, so she drank too much. It’s too late to eat now, but it’s better to have something in her stomach.
At this time, Zhang, who has never spoken, finally showed some interest and said something to the middle-aged man with glasses sitting next to him
The middle-aged man took one look at Wei Zhi and looked at Ye Xiaoqi without coloring, lowering his voice.
Xiaoqi knows that they are talking about themselves, but if there is a big table, the two people are talking in Northeast China, and Rao is the best ear of Xiaoqi, and he can hear a few words.
While they were talking, Xiaoqi simply opened her arms and ate. I have to say that the cooking in Jufulou is really delicious. No wonder every day, the guests are like clouds, and the appointment is not in place.
At this moment, manager Zhang told the glasses man that the glasses man got up and wanted to fill Xiaoqi with wine.
Xiaoqi quickly stopped, "Oh, my brother, I’ll do it myself. How dare I get my brother to pour me wine? Does this osmanthus fish taste good?"
The middle-aged man in Xiaoqidang fills his glass before filling it for himself.
Chapter always lit a cigarette and looked at Ye Xiaoqi again.
It’s a nice guy who looks clean and doesn’t look like he’s been out socializing all the year round, but those big men who are out socializing all the year round don’t mean to be precise and coax the wine table.
On the contrary, the little bringer in Wei Zhi didn’t know how to drink two cases of beer and fell down. He didn’t bother to talk business with this student who didn’t grow hair.
He glanced at the project, but young people are ambitious. He is willing to come but not chat as a pastime, which also makes this group of naturally young people waste their time shopping malls, not playing games.
But I also have to say that this guy is more like a social worker who has been fighting for many years than those people in Wei Zhi who can’t even drink.
"I really don’t know if Mr. Ye drinks so much that it’s tasteless. Isn’t it girly to charge me to two bottles of Wuliangye? I’ll ask Mr. Ye to drink two cups."
When manager Zhang spoke, the wine table immediately fell silent. "Manager Zhang is heroic, and that little seven is better respectful than obedient. If manager Zhang doesn’t mind calling me Xiaoqi, it’s good."
"Good talk, good talk" chapter always ha ha is very appreciative of Xiao Qi’s supercilious attitude. Those drunken boys across the street are not as interesting as this kid. Although Wei Zhi is a little capable, his hands are all unintelligent and he doesn’t care about them drinking.
Two bottles of Wuliangye were delivered soon. I opened a bottle of Xiaoqi’s wine and brought it myself. I gave it to Manager Zhang first and then poured it into my bowl.
"Xiaoqi borrows flowers to offer Buddha this bowl of wine to wish Zhang a healthy body and prosperous business, and also wishes all your big brothers all their wishes come true and success will come soon."
A simple toast still drew the help of the Northeast Han people to applaud and follow Xiaoqi to dry a bowl of wine.
Wuliangye at 56 degrees is not comparable to beer, and you can go to the bottom of the table on the spot without confidence in this bowl.
Xiaoqi drinks without even frowning. When Zhang always puts the bowl, he leaves the bowl from his lips.
"Zhang always drinks a little seven pence!"
Xiao Qi has a respectful face. Although he swallowed a bowl long ago, he is familiar with the world, especially when dealing with people. He is good at observing and observing the sense of proportion. Although he finished the wine first, he still waited until General Manager Zhang put the wine bowl in his bowl.
"Xiao qi, you are also qualified, brother. Come and have another drink!"
After that, the middle-aged man was about to pour a bottle for Xiaoqi, who stopped him from taking the wine and poured it into the middle-aged man’s bowl. He said, "Brother flattered Xiaoqi, but I have had a few drinks with the old people at home since childhood. How can I compare with my brothers?"
Don’t look at the meaning of this word from big brother to big brother just now. Xiaoqi naturally changed the corresponding name to be continued.
Chapter one hundred and forty-two Spelling wine! （）
"Where brother will admire you for drinking? Now a group of students come out to talk about business and can’t even drink a wine. What climate can brother become?" Say, he also stretched out his hand and patted Xiaoqi’s shoulder strength so much that he almost patted Xiaoqi to the bottom of the table.
Xiaoqi lamented in his heart. In a few years, you will know that my ice cube is amazing. When the time comes, if you want to get together with him, it’s not even rare to invite people to dinner.
Although I think so in my heart, Xiaoqi’s face is still smiling warmly. "Brother said that business has always been a wine table since ancient times. How can I do without alcohol? Brother will come to Xiaoqi and propose another toast to you tonight."
"dry up!"
Yes, Xiaoqi touched the bowl and drank the wine. The spicy wine ran through his throat like fire, but Xiaoqi drank smoothly like boiled water. He really looked at the table in the Northeast Han Dynasty.
Even a middle-aged man who has drunk two bowls can’t stand it, even if he can’t drink it well, he can’t stand drinking it in a big bowl.
"Xiao qi, my brother is dying. Let’s slowly … slowly drink!" Said the middle-aged man vain to return to his seat.
At this time, a slightly young man got up with a bowl, and Xiaoqi followed a bowl of three without ambiguity. He dried the wine in the bowl and put it on the table.
The man’s face skipped the surprise and poured a bowl for Xiaoqi.
Fighting for wine, right, grandpa? I’ve never been afraid of anyone. It’s only now that the warm-up show has started.
I don’t know if I was scared by Xiaoqi’s generosity. It seems a little unstable for the man to pour wine in his bowl. It’s not half as much as Xiaoqi’s bowl.
Xiaoqi pretended not to see the bowl touching the wall of the man’s bowl. "Big Brother is not drunk tonight."
The man shook his hand with a bowl and his eyes were straight when he killed the second bowl.
Xiaoqi doesn’t care that he is quick-eyed this time. As soon as the man put the bowl down, he was busy pouring the wine. He was not stingy and poured it quite full.