Pali stood up to leave, but Tianliang suddenly picked up the wine bottle on the side and asked, "How about two drinks?"
"Cup?" Pali laughed, "You Xifeng people are stingy. You don't use cups when drinking. We all drink from one jar."
It was cold but he answered without fear, "Okay, let's use the altar."
When Pali heard this, she slammed the table and said, "Refreshing! Come on, bring me two jars of wine!"
"Are two jars enough?" Tian Liang stood up slowly, his eyebrows confident and flamboyant, "I grew up in a wine cellar."
"Ten altars! Come to ten altars!" Pali turned around and ordered the scarred man, "Munch, go and help move it."
Tian Liang was also very happy to see it, and then he threw down a dozen hundred taels of silver notes to Qiu Ling and said: "Qiu Ling, go and tell the shopkeeper that I will treat Miss Pali's wine and whole chicken banquet today."
Meng Ke and Qiu Ling were so shocked by the sudden sympathy between the two women that they stood still.
Tianliang and Pali saw no movement, and immediately turned their heads at the same time, raised their eyebrows and asked in unison: "Any comments?"
Qiuling hurriedly picked up the banknotes, nodded and ran away.
The big man Munch followed Qiu Ling downstairs with silent steps...
"Miss Li is indeed an unusual and strange person. You will definitely come to Beiyu one day and I will personally cook Beiyu's authentic roast suckling pig for you!"
"It's easy to say that people who love food are rare."
"Okay, let's have a whole chicken feast and you won't come back until you get drunk!"
"You're urging me to leave because I'm not drunk yet."
"You are so cruel! Let you see my Pari's ability to stay drunk after a thousand cups..."
Qiuling and Meng both looked at each other and remained silent at the same time. They both walked downstairs silently without saying a word...
They are from different regions, have different nationalities, and speak different languages.
But in my heart, there was almost unanimous slander -
The two of you upstairs, there are no chickens here.
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Tianliang's original plan was to get Pali drunk and ask for some other information about Huayin. Although her answers to him didn't sound like lies, he could still tell that she was hiding something.
She has no interest in exploring other people's privacy;
But Huayin is haunted by the blood poison, which destroys his body and energy. He is afraid that something will happen to him one day. This young man is only seventeen and a half years old and is in the age of dancing elephants. He can have ideals, ambitions, and achievements in the future.
You can have hope and hope, but the most undesirable thing is to be burdened so heavily with the erosion of a poison, accumulated day by day, month by month, year by year. What's more, you still know so clearly in your heart that this blood poison is using your own body.
A deadly poison cultivated by family ties.
Tianliang intends to find out something from Pali, even if she can only find out some clues, then with her ability to peel off cocoons, she will one day find a way to solve the Huayin blood poison.
But after drinking for more than an hour, it was cold and speechless.
What Bei Yu is heroic, what Bei Yu people are good at drinking, and what Bei Yu people are not drunk after a thousand cups... are all just floating clouds.
Now the woman named Pari in front of her was lying on the table, drunk and unconscious.
Tian Liang counted and drank three jars. This Beiyu girl fell down within two jars, and she was unconscious. Even if you slap her now, she will not react.
It was getting colder, so I opened the side door and saw Qiuling and Hanzi sitting in the lobby silently facing each other. He said to him, "Your master has fallen. Come up and carry someone."
Meng could understand Chinese, and after hearing the words, he looked at Tianliang with a little more admiration.
He was able to get Ms. Pali drunk! She was so drunk!
If the king knew this, how shocked he would be!
Meng's three steps turned into two steps and rushed forward, crackling to Tianliang and spoke a bunch of unintelligible Beiyu dialect, and then rushed into the room to carry the master on his back————
Tianliang couldn't understand it, but judging from his tone, he was praising and praising himself.
After walking downstairs, Qiuling stood up from the dining table in the lobby, hurriedly ran to her side, and cried with a bitter face: "Miss, that man is so scary. I sat across from him and couldn't eat anything. I was scared to death."
I am..."
Tianliang patted her shoulder and said with a comforting smile: "Don't worry, he won't hurt you."
Qiuling nervously grasped the corners of her clothes, and looked uneasily at Munch, who was carrying someone downstairs.
"He said just now that a man from Beiyu will not hurt the woman he likes..."
Before Tianliang could finish his prank-like words, Qiuling suddenly screamed, covered her ears and ran out. Was someone from Beiyu interested? Oh my god, it was so scary!
Tian Liang was in a good mood when he saw Munch walking downstairs and looking at Qiu Ling running out the door with a puzzled look.
Munch carried Pari on his back and walked down. Tianliang turned around and said clearly: "Meng, in case your master wakes up and forgets everything, remember to tell her that she will lose to me."
Parker nodded.
When the weather was cool, he took big steps and walked out.
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Deshan Restaurant has a front and side entrance. Qiu Ling ran out from the side entrance, followed by Tianliang. After leaving the restaurant, Qiu Ling's girl was nowhere to be seen.
Thinking that the girl was too timid, her joke went too far. Qiu Ling was afraid that Monk would chase her, so she panicked and went back home first.
When I walked out of the door in the cold weather, I saw night falling in the sky, the clouds were light and the stars were sparse, and the moonlight was charming.
The moon was so big, as round as the plate she had just eaten on.
She muttered in her heart and continued to walk forward, her steps a little heavy. In ancient times, it was sorghum wine, and the alcohol content was not high. On weekdays, even if she drank another seven or eight jars, she could bear the amount of alcohol, but now she looked at
The bright moon, with the cool breeze blowing in front of my forehead, I felt my chest was empty, I felt lonely, and I couldn't help but feel a little more drunk.
The Lu family was gone, and her only close friend got married in a distant era. She came to such a world alone, met a group of strange people, and her life was nourishing, but she still felt a little tight and sad for no reason.