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As soon as Young Master Liu finished speaking, Zhou Baoyu suddenly stopped in his hand to hold the wine.
Song Qing didn't have any too surprised reaction. He poured three large bowls of wine with a smile, then reached out and grabbed a piece of roasted sheep head and ate it in big gulps.
Liu Mingzhi looked at Zhou Baoyu's troubled expression, reached out to pick up the wine bowl, and handed it directly to Zhou Baoyu.
"Baoyu, what are you doing standing still? Let's drink and talk at the same time."
Zhou Baoyu reached out and took the wine bowl, looked at Mr. Liu with complicated eyes, and sighed helplessly.
"Oh, handsome!
The general will know that this drink is not that delicious!"
Young Master Liu picked up the wine bowl with one hand, grabbed a piece of roasted lamb leg with the other and threw it towards Zhou Baoyu.
Zhou Baoyu saw the leg of lamb thrown by Mr. Liu and caught it with a casual move.
"Zhou Baoyu, you should be damn content.
The wine we are drinking is the peach blossom wine brewed by my young master’s sister herself, and has been stored in the cellar for at least twenty years.
I have stored this fine wine in my cellar for so many years, and I am not willing to drink it on weekdays.
Today you came to my house as a guest, and I brought out five or six jars for you, young master.
If such a meal is not delicious, what kind of drink is better?
The nectar and jade liquid drunk by the immortals in the sky is really delicious. I must be able to get it for you too, right?"
Young Master Liu waited for Zhou Baoyu to curse angrily, deliberately misinterpreting the meaning of his previous words.
Zhou Baoyu rolled his eyes angrily when he heard Mr. Liu deliberately distorting his meaning, and took a bite of the roast mutton in his hand with a depressed expression.
After taking a bite of the mutton, he grabbed a piece of mutton and threw it towards Young Master Liu with a smile.
"Commander, your roast lamb is so delicious, you should try it while it's hot."
Mr. Liu distorted the meaning of his words.
Zhou Baoyu also simply pretended to be Hutu.
As long as we don't continue to talk about Liu Chenggan and his daughter's lifelong events, whatever you want to talk about, we brothers will talk about it today.
Whether it’s astronomy, geography, or customs.
Even if you don't understand it and brazenly brag about it, you will continue to talk about it.
Young Master Liu looked at Zhou Baoyu, who was chewing roast mutton with a smile, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.
Song Qing looked at the different expressions on the two people's faces, happily threw the bones in his hands on the stone table, stretched out his oily palms and picked up his own wine bowl.
"Third brother, brother Baoyu, come on, let's have another bowl."
"Let's have a drink together."
"Dry!"
Liu Mingzhi and the other three touched the wine bowls, nodded and drank all the wine in the bowls.
"belch--"
Song Qing burped and refilled the drinks for the three of him with a smile.
"Third brother."
Young Master Liu threw away the peanut shell in his hand and turned to look at Song Qing.
"Huh? What's wrong?"
"Brother Baoyu may not like drinking peach blossom wine. Don't you still have a lot of aged wines of dozens of years hidden in your wine cellar?
It's like the bamboo leaves that have been green for sixty or eighty years.
Nuerhong is the daughter of fifty years, and Du Kang is the daughter of sixty years.
Especially those thyme that have been stored in cellars for decades.
If you ask someone to bring out a few jars of those old wines, Brother Baoyu will definitely be satisfied."
When Young Master Liu heard Song Qing's words, he rolled his eyes angrily and threw the peanut shell he had just peeled at him.
"Screw you, uncle, I think it's you who wants to drink."
Song Qing flicked the peanut shells that fell on his clothes with his fingers, and raised his eyebrows slightly and shrugged his shoulders.
"Third brother, you said you were inviting us to drink, but you have no sincerity at all!
No wonder Brother Baoyu said just now that today’s drink was not so delicious!
You have so much good wine hidden in your wine cellar, but you are not willing to take it out at all.
Without good wine, how can this meal be delicious?"
In a few words, Song Qing once again shifted the topic to Liu Chengqian and Zhou Tong'er, a pair of young enemies.
When Zhou Baoyu heard that Song Qing had changed the topic to his caring little cotton-padded jacket, his face suddenly became anxious.
He quickly put down the roast mutton in his hand, reached out and picked up the wine bowl and gestured to Song Qing.
"Brother Song, we brothers haven't had a good drink together for almost a year.
My little brother, during these days when I was guarding the border, you don’t know how much I missed our military career in the past when we rode horses and whipped together and charged into battle.
At that time, we brothers followed the general and fought in the north and south, east and west, drinking heavily and eating meat.
How heroic and unrestrained the life was.
Come, come, come, in order to remember our brothers’ military life in the past, we two brothers will have a bowl alone."
Song Qing looked at Zhou Baoyu's expression that suddenly became a little anxious, and chuckled, picking up the wine bowl and touching it.
"Okay, in order to remember the days of military life in the past, we brothers will have a bowl."
"Hiccup~"
Zhou Baoyu burped softly, put down the wine bowl, reached out and grabbed a handful of braised peanuts and placed them on the table eucalyptus on Song Qing's body.
"Brother Song, the smell of braised peanuts at Dashuai's house is unique in the world.
You eat first, and my little brother will pour you wine."
Song Qing pushed his wine bowl forward with his fingers, peeled off a peanut with a smile and put it in his mouth.
"Brother Baoyu."
"Brother Song, tell me."
Song Qing bent down and picked up a jar of wine from under the stone table, and skillfully and neatly patted off the sealing mud on the wine jar.
"Brother Baoyu, after you finish drinking the peach blossom wine in your hand, we brothers will replace it with the good wine that my brother brought from home.
The two jars of Bamboo Leaf Green I brought to my brother are aged wines that have been stored in the cellar for more than forty years.
Third brother is so stingy that he hides good wine and is reluctant to share it.
Brother Wei is not as stingy as him. No matter how good the vintage wine is, Brother Wei is willing to share it with his brothers.
Brother Baoyu, just drink it. If it’s not enough, I’ll send someone to fetch a few jars from home.
Don't worry, I will make sure you drink this drink today.
I, Song Qing, still don’t believe it. The old wines that have been stored in the cellar for decades are displayed here.
Is this wine any better?"
Zhou Baoyu had just poured a bowl of wine for Song Qing. After hearing his words, the corners of his eyes twitched a few times.
Oh my god, Song Qing, Song Qing.
Damn it, you didn’t do it on purpose, did you?
I pretended to be stupid and managed to change the topic elsewhere.
You said a few words, but I got you back again.
Aren't you trying to trick me?
To be continued...