The life of a giant

Chapter 104 The Hangover
The wine is over thirty, and the dishes are over the five flavors.

The originally oppressive atmosphere slowly relaxed again.

The biggest effect of alcohol is to numb the nerves and relieve stress.

Even if the mountain rain is about to come and the wind fills the building, as long as you drink a cup of yellow soup, all the sorrows in this world will be washed away.

Fatty Lu was so drunk, he unbuttoned a few buttons on the jacket to free up some storage space in his stomach.Then excitedly punched Qi Kaitai and Yu Qingnian,

"Five chiefs, eight horses, good looks..."

Fang Ping also specially invited two young ladies to sing along to add to the fun.

The two girls have good looks, one plays and the other sings, and they cooperate with each other tacitly.

At the beginning, they sang some serious lyrics, but gradually, the rhythm became a bit wrong.

Under this situation, Li Xiangqin, a female prostitute, didn't want to stay any longer. She got up, said goodbye to everyone, and walked out wisely.

Qin Yuan was also getting better at this time, and slowly realized the beauty of men's gatherings.

He leaned on the wooden chair, smiling innocently, and kept flirting with the girl playing the huqin.

Although this girl is not half as beautiful as He Qing, there is a charm between her eyebrows that He Qing lacks.

Her charming eyes glanced shyly at Qin Yuan from time to time, making him, a little otaku who had never seen the world, feel as excited as if he had discovered a new world.

Fang Pingyuan originally thought of the beauty of adulthood, so he called the girl to Qin Yuan's side and served him a few drinks.

Unexpectedly, when Li Xiangqin was about to leave, he dragged Qin Yuan by the collar all the way out of the box.

The opportunity to grow up was so missed, Qin Yuan was so angry that her face was ashen.

As soon as the two people came out of the box, their postures were so funny that they instantly became the focus of many diners.

"This little brother is not very old, but he has a big appetite. He even dares to provoke a dominatrix."

"I'm afraid this little flower picker will lose a lot of rice if he doesn't succeed in stealing chickens."

"I still don't have enough experience. I don't know how many calculations I have to make when I go back."

……

A group of diners who had drunk too much were teasing Qin Yuan non-stop, and the atmosphere was extremely cheerful.

Qin Yuan is also a face-saving person, how could he stand being teased like this.

He threw away Li Xiangqin's arm and said unsteadily: "You are picking flowers and grass, what you say is so ugly! I have been among hundreds of flowers, and not a single leaf has touched me."

As soon as the words fell, his feet went limp and he fell back crookedly.

Qin Yuan only felt soft under her body, it turned out that he just happened to be lying on the lap of a diner.

The man was dressed in white, with a bun on his head, a jade crown, and two mustaches above his lips. He was drinking tea alone in the hall.

Qin Yuan was taken aback,
This kid is so handsome, he is a big man who is a little bit bent.

It seems that beauty can transcend gender, era and species.

Qin Yuan couldn't help but lie in his arms and look at him a few more times.

The two looked at each other, and thunder and lightning flashed.

Qin Yuan suddenly felt that she had seen these eyes before.

"It's you!" Qin Yuan greeted enthusiastically, and lightly patted the man's cheek with his salty pig hand.

It turned out that this diner turned out to be the stunning woman he had met during the day.

The woman obviously recognized him too, she frowned slightly, and lightly placed her palm on Qin Yuan's back.

Suddenly, a huge force dragged Qin Yuan forward, but fortunately Li Xiangqin grabbed him, otherwise he would have to fall and eat shit.

Seeing that Qin Yuan was drunk, Li Xiangqin quickly apologized to the white-clothed "Master", then helped him and hurried out.

After walking out of the emerald red building, Qin Yuan was suddenly sobered up by the cool wind outside the door.

He patted his head and said to Li Xiangqin, "Sister Xiangqin, do you know the guest just now?"

"Are you talking about the scholar in white? He looked very unfamiliar, and it didn't look like he had seen him before." Li Xiangqin thought about it carefully and found that she had never seen this person before.

Although Li Xiangqin is already the deputy head of the official residence, it is still a patriarchal society now, so it is normal for her not to have seen it.

For "diplomatic matters" such as interviewing the Rongshengmen, Lu Sihou or Fang Changjing may come forward more often.

Li Xiangqin looked at Qin Yuan's thoughtful look and asked, "What's wrong? Why are you asking him? Do you know him?"

"It's nothing, it's just that she suddenly feels like a person." Qin Yuan replied seriously.

"Like who?" Li Xiangqin was a little curious.

"Extremely like your siblings."

……

The ancient wine making technology is still not as good as modern ones. Although the taste of this old wine is strong and mellow, there are more messy ingredients in the wine, and the stamina will be stronger.

Not long after leaving the tavern, Qin Yuan was already in a state of emptiness that was both illusory and real.

Even later, he couldn't even remember how he got home. His last memory was just staying on the street in front of the tavern.

The cobblestone road in the street is very cold, and Li Xiangqin's fingernails are also very sharp...

By the time he regained consciousness, it was already the next morning.

He opened his eyes, only to feel pain in his temples, and his throat was so dry that he couldn't make a sound at all.

Fortunately, there was a bowl of warm water beside the bed, Qin Yuan grabbed the bowl, raised her head and drank it upside down.

He put the bowl on the bedside, then turned and looked around.

Song Dongyue was not at home, probably because he was frightened by Zifeng during the World War I the day before yesterday, and he needed to recuperate in Yuhutang for a few days to repair his inner wounds.

Zifeng was sitting on the kang in a daze. He pointed at the empty bowl in Qin Yuan's hand and asked, "Do you still want to drink?"

Qin Yuan waved her hand and asked Zifeng, "Is there anything to eat? I'm so hungry."

Zifeng was a little displeased when he heard the words: "You're ashamed to ask me what I want to eat, but you don't take me with you when you go out for delicious food and spicy food!"

"How can I eat something delicious?"

Like the drinking party last night, my tongue was numb from drinking, and I couldn't taste any delicious food.

Moreover, the people present last night were all veterans of the wine bar. Before even a few dishes were served, Qin Yuan was already drunk by them.

He only remembers drinking, but he can't remember what he ate at all.

"I still don't admit it! Do you really think I'm so easy to deceive?"

Zifeng said with a straight face: "You spit out all good things yesterday. Things that fly in the sky, things that run on the ground, things that swim in the water, and things that grow on the mountains. It's a pity."

Qin Yuan asked with a look of horror: "How do you know? Did you grab it and taste it?!"

Thinking of this, he only felt gastric juices rising up in waves, making him feel unspeakably nauseated.

"Bullshit!"

Even Zifeng disliked it now, "Although I have a good appetite, I can't eat everything, okay? I'm very picky, so I just picked some that I didn't chew..."

"vomit……"

Before Zifeng finished speaking, Qin Yuan covered her mouth and rushed out.

"...just looking at it."

Seeing Qin Yuan vomiting like a fountain outside, Zifeng silently added the second half of the sentence.

(End of this chapter)