Jiang Ying took out Moutai from the space.
She bought a few bottles of Moutai with the money she earned from working, and she believed that hoarding Moutai would increase its value, so she bought them on impulse.
I suddenly traveled through time and it’s hard to say whether I can go back or not, so I might as well take it out and enjoy it!
There are four or five bottles, and the alcohol content is all above 50. Are you still worried that you can't get a few people drunk?
Because it was a family dinner, Jiang Ying invited Lu Yanran and Mu Zijin, and everyone else was family.
The old lady, Jiang Shang, the three Yuan brothers, and Yan Zhuo.
"This wine has a mellow aroma, it's a great wine!" The general loved the wine, and Jiang Shang couldn't help but drool just by smelling it.
At this time, Jiang Ying had already drunk three cups and looked at Yan Zhuo provocatively.
The reason she set him up was because of the Jiang family's curse and the mysterious frame-up in the palace!
I'm about to enter the palace, but these things are still unclear, which makes me feel depressed.
Of course, the reason why she agreed to enter the palace was that she wanted to explore the situation.
You can't get a tiger cub without diving into the tiger's den!
Today's meal is more about the poison, that is, the one about Aunt Jiang from Xinghua Village.
Yan Zhuo naturally would not be controlled by a little girl, so he briefly stared at Jiang Ying's face which was gradually turning red due to the alcohol, and quickly picked up the cup.
There was no rest at all, and the bottom was reached in an instant.
He even turned the wine glass upside down as if to show off.
Jiang Ying smiled slightly, "Your Highness has a good alcohol tolerance!"
"I didn't know that you are also a big drinker."
Jiang Ying sat down leisurely, "So Your Highness doesn't know me well enough. Don't worry, there will be many more things that will surprise Your Highness in the future."
The two of them were like playing a game of charades, and everyone at the table was confused.
However, Jiang Shang was so craving for the wine that he took up his chopsticks first, "Hey, stop talking and eat."
As he said this, he politely picked up a piece of food for Yan Zhuo with his chopsticks. This way, everyone also wanted to eat what they wanted.
Jiang Shang excitedly gripped his wine glass. "Come on, my daughter is moving into her new house today. It may not be a grand housewarming celebration, but it's still worth celebrating. Dad, let me have a drink first. Congratulations to Yingying for having a place to settle down in the future!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the glass was empty.
Jiang Yuanyi couldn't help but tease, "Dad, you're not congratulating your sister, you're just craving wine, right?"
Yan Zhuo laughed, "Brother Yuan Yi, you're right, Ying'er's wine is sweet, mellow, and has a long aftertaste. It's indeed a good wine! I just don't know where Ying'er bought it?"
As a prince, he had never tasted such good wine!
It shouldn't be an ordinary restaurant.
Could it be some expert’s small workshop?
Jiang Ying didn't answer, just wanting to keep it in suspense and make Yan Zhuo curious.
Next, she mainly talked to Lu Yanran and Mu Zijin. The men were conquered by Moutai. They took a sip on the left and a cup on the right. Soon they were arm in arm, shouting and singing.
Among them, Jiang Shang spoke the loudest, and was talking enthusiastically about topics related to leading troops in battle. Jiang Yuanyi was afraid that his outrageous remarks would be offensive to Yan Zhuo, so even though he was drunk, he still had to keep himself alert, and ended up looking dazed yet serious and funny.
Not to mention Jiang Yuanchen, he couldn't hold his liquor well and fell down in the first half.
Jiang Yuanlang was okay, after all, he had been hanging out in places of entertainment for many years, and his alcohol tolerance was even better than Jiang Yuanyi. After getting a little tipsy, he insisted on dancing with a sword for everyone to see. He turned around and took the Dawn that Jiang Yuanyi had won, and started to play with it vigorously in the yard.
Seeing that his steps were unsteady, Jiang Yuanyi curled his lips and Jiang Shang shook his head. Only Yan Zhuo gave him face. He held a chopstick in each hand and tapped it lightly, as if he was encouraging Jiang Yuanlang, or as if he was following his rhythm.
He was wearing a moon-white robe, and the moonlight and candlelight overlapped on his body, beautiful and hazy.
Just as Jiang Ying was about to lose himself in ecstasy, his son couldn't help but stretch his legs out of the crib, crossing them and kicking. "Woo, woo, this wine is intoxicating! I spent twenty years in the wine world in my previous life, and I've never tasted wine this fragrant."
[Ahhh, if you could give me a lick, I would have no regrets in my life! ]
[Who are you looking for? Who looks dumber? Is it my eldest uncle's future daughter-in-law, Lu Yanran, my second uncle's future daughter-in-law, Mu Zijin, or my mother?]
Jiang Ying almost vomited blood.
Fortunately, the monkey son still had good eyesight. After choosing and choosing, after Yin Rui came forward to carry him out, he chose Mu Zijin, the softest girl present.
He rubbed himself against the other's arms, his chubby little neck hanging like a hook, heading straight for the wine glass on the table.
The little tongue stretched out and licked continuously.
It seems like I will taste the delicious wine I have been longing for in the next second.
Jiang Ying watched from the side, but did not deliberately stop him. She knew very well that the reason why the little brat chose Mu Zijin was definitely because the girl was inexperienced and a stranger, so the restrictions on him were the least, and he had room to display his talents.
This was indeed the case. However, when the monkey son finally held a small wine glass with both hands and stretched out his tongue to lick it, Jiang Ying was quick to snatch his wine glass away and replaced it with a glass he had drunk juice from. "Lick it."
Xiao Yanzhi, "..."
[Ahhhh! Protest! A mother is abusing her own son!]
“Waaaaa…” The little brat knew Yan Zhuo was there, and immediately started crying loudly, wanting his scumbag father to support him.
However, Yan Zhuo was a little drunk after all. When he heard the crying, he just walked forward half a beat slowly and pinched little Yan Zhi's face.
Movements are noticeably slow.
Xiao Yanzhi's face darkened, and he turned his head away to avoid his hand. "Hmph! What a jerk of a father! You said having offspring was important, but that's all a lie!"
"Son, can Daddy drink well?"
【What a fart! 】
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