Qingyangzi smiled without hesitation at Wang Le's words and said, "Don't make a judgment in such a hurry. The drink will be served later. You can taste it first."

Wang Le nodded and smiled, and said nothing more, waiting for the wine and food to be served.

Zuixianju served the dishes very quickly, and did not make Wang Le and Qingyangzi wait too long.

While serving the food, Qingyangzi asked the other party to take the water wine brewed by Zuixianju.

As for the name of the wine, it is called Zuixianjiu directly.

On the small table, it was filled with delicious dishes that were both meat and vegetables.

At this time, Young Master Wang had already seen his index fingers twitched. If Qing Yangzi had not been sitting opposite him, this guy would have been bored with chopsticks and ate them first.

"Senior, is this steamed yellow cicada fish?" Wang Le pointed to a small fish on the table with a light yellow color, about five or six centimeters long.

Qingyangzi smiled and nodded while picking up the jar of wine placed at hand, uncovering the mud, and said, "First drink a sip of the Zuixian wine, then taste the steamed yellow cicada croaker. In this way, the taste is the most wonderful."

While talking, Qingyangzi poured the jar of Zuixian wine into two wine bowls and handed it to Wang Le one.

As a junior, Wang Le quickly left the seat, took the wine bowl from Qingyangzi opposite, and then sat back to his original position.

In the secular world, Wang Le drank the most beer. If you want to talk about white wine, his favorite taste was Wuliangye.

Of course, now is not the time to talk about these things. Wang Le followed Qing Yangzi's suggestion and took the wine bowl and drank the Zuixian wine.

At this moment, when the wine was in his mouth, Wang Le felt a faint fruity aroma. When the wine rolled across his throat, another strong fruity aroma was stimulated.

Just as Wang Le had such thoughts, the drunkard wine at his mouth burst out with a sweet fruity smell.

"Huh!" Just as Wang Le was surprised, a new fruit fragrance appeared. Without waiting for all reactions, a new emergence...

Tasting the taste of so many, but not conflicting sips of Drunken Immortal Wine made Wang Le shocked and couldn't help but drink two more sips.

If I remember correctly, Wang Le tasted nine fruity flavors. For a moment, the fragrant and sweet aroma in his mouth made him unable to extricate himself for a long time.

Qingyangzi, who was sitting opposite, couldn't help but feel proud when he saw Wang Lehun's unconservative appearance. After all, the Zuixian wine he advocated was too much for his face.

"Don't drink, try this steamed yellow cicada again." Qing Yangzi greeted Wang Ledao with satisfaction.

Wang Le couldn't help but drink the last bit of Zuixian wine from the wine bowl, and took the initiative to pick up the jar and fill the wine bowl again. Then he picked up the chopsticks and picked up a yellow cicada and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Well!" Wang Le ate the steamed yellow cicada fish with an enjoyable look on his face, feeling the delicateness of the fish meat and the indescribable flavor, and said in his heart: "This world is so big, I can really see everywhere, otherwise, I wouldn't have the opportunity to taste this rare good wine and good dish."

Qingyangzi drank a bowl of Drunken Fairy Wine and enjoyed it. Then he looked at Wang Le with a smile and asked, "How is it? I'm right?"

Wang Le opened his eyes and drank the bowl of Drunken Immortal Wine with nothing left. The smell of alcohol suddenly surged, and then he couldn't help but burp, and a layer of red color was instantly applied to both sides of his face.

He picked up two bites of food with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth to suppress the smell of wine. Wang Le then looked at Qing Yangzi sitting opposite him and responded with conscience: "The wine and food of this Zuixianju, which is recognized by the senior, is impeccable and delicious.

Qingyangzi looked proud and picked up the jar and was about to give the empty wine bowl in front of Wang Le to Shangzuixian wine. When Wang Le quickly stopped him and said, "Senior, although this wine is good, you can't drink it! You'd better forget it, let's talk about this table of dishes yet!"

After saying that, Wang Le buried his head and ate without waiting for Qing Yangzi to respond. His appearance really corresponds to the four words "Shi Wen" sweeping the floor.

Of course, Mr. Wang doesn’t care about these things. Well, I’m happy anyway, you bite me!

Qingyangzi did not feel funny because of Wang Le's funny appearance. Instead, she looked at the other person deeply and said in her heart: "At a young age, she has such self-control. She always keeps herself in a state of waking up, avoiding being in a daze and being in danger without knowing it."

Now that he is out of danger, Nanhuaguan is not far away. Qingyangzi believes that if he changes to other young people, his tense nerves for a long time will definitely relax at this moment.

Wang Le is obviously an exception, and this is his terribleness.

In the following time, one of the old and one of them silently savored the Drunken Fairy Wine, and the other was no different from the starving ghost. The delicious food on the table was like a wind storing the broken clouds, sweeping it all away, and the bright plates could be used as mirrors.

The few diners on the second floor didn't notice the table by the window at the beginning, but it would be strange if Wang Le's speechless performance was not attracted by the eye.

"This kid seems to be hungry." Someone said to his companion with a funny smile.

"The miners in the deep Luohuang Mountain earn hard-earned money. No one can bear it. Just look at this young man and you will understand."

When Wang Le heard a warrior say this on the table, he almost choked himself. It turns out that people regard him as a miser - forcing a miner.

Qing Yangzi on the opposite side almost squirted out a sip of wine. He glanced at Mr. Wang with a funny look and said softly: "Hurry up and finish it, then find an inn to stay in to dress up. Look at our outfits, and look at your kid's appearance. It would be nice to see if you are not regarded as a hungry person who escapes famine."

Wang Le: “…………”

What else can I say? The speechless Young Master Wang could only bury his head and eat, turn the depression in his heart into strength, and eliminate the last...sincere soup on the table.

Major General Wang threw the chopsticks on the table, leaned against the back of the chair with his stomach, stretched out his satisfied waist, and burped it and picked up the tea after meals, and drank all the tea in the teacup with peace of mind and body.

Just as the tea cup was placed on the table, Wang Dashao suddenly felt a warning in his heart, and Qing Yangzi opposite him shouted: "Roof..."

Before he could finish his words, the roof suddenly heard the roar of tiles breaking and the beams were pressed down. A warrior was covered in blood and fell from the sky!

Then he saw that the warrior fell from the sky and fell down, and then three more warriors chased him down without divination, looking like they were killed.

For a moment, tiles and wood chips splashed everywhere, and the entire second floor was completely in chaos. He shouted and ran away in a panic, only to regret that the third one was too short to run.
Chapter completed!