"Well, what's your bad idea?"

The first thing that Cang Yanshan can do is to become the king of Chinese wine is his winemaking skills, and the second thing is to drink.

In fact, when it comes to alcohol, he is not much better than the top companion, and only one or two pounds more. The main reason is that the aldehyde-based conversion enzymes and ethanol-based conversion enzymes secreted by his liver are not only large in quantity, but also have extremely fast secretion speed, and he can drink fast wine.

But even with his physical condition, after drinking three bowls of mixed wine paste, his head was slightly dizzy and his legs were staggering invisibly. Although he recovered quickly, he became alert and looked at Yuan Zidan with the eyes of the guardian old fox.

People with this kind of culture are all erotic, so it is not an exaggeration to be careful.

Zhou Dong stood there, the fragrance of wine was everywhere, just like a walking "human-shaped wine". However, at this moment, everyone's attention on the stage was attracted by Yuan Zidan. In addition, the entire auction stand was originally covered by the fragrance of wine, but no one noticed that he had become a fragrant big boy.

"Haha, Yuan once heard from his ancestors that there is a God of Baccarat in the world, and he will swallow it for a hundred years in one mouthful!

What it means is that if someone can swallow the hundred-year-old wine without dilution, he will "become a king and become a god", which can be called the contemporary wine god!

Brother Cang, I have a wine king in China, but I don’t have a wine god yet, right?

I mean, why not fill this gap today?”

What the ancestors said was actually nonsense.

Yuan Zidan had a sharp look. How could he not tell that Zhou Dong's alcohol content was mostly above Cang Yanshan? He wanted to take the opportunity to make Zhou Dong's reputation successful, and at the same time he took revenge on Cang Yanshan, which had snatched away a century-old wine.

In fact, he is a bad person, because of the fox spirit of the old Yuan family. Once he has the opportunity to cheat, he can't control himself. This is a genetic inheritance and has nothing to do with character.

"Can you be called the Chinese God of Baccarat by swallowing a hundred years of wine directly?"

Cang Yanshan was immediately moved.

He is a person in the wine industry. He has been known as the King of Chinese wine for many years, but he never thought that he could enter the realm of "God"?

This proposal with the surname Yuan seems to be very good?

Even with this, his alcohol content was only half as much as he could, and he didn't believe that Zhou Dong would drink better than himself.

Looking at the remaining half a tablespoon of wine, Cang Yanshan, who was attracted by the name of the God of Baccarat, began to overestimate himself.

Zhou Dong said he had never been drunk, so why was he the same as Cang Yanshan? The remaining one was only half a tablespoon of wine, and it was only one-quarter of the separation. Will my old Cang not be able to withstand it?

Joke! I am the King of Chinese Wine! I am not drunk!

"Brother Zhou, I feel that Lao Yuan's proposal is good. You and I will swallow wine together. Those who are not drunk will be the Chinese God of Baccarat! What do you think?"

"Oh, it's okay, but Brother Kura, are you sure it's okay?"

Zhou Dong is a kind person and does not want to see Cang Yanshan making a fool of himself, Chinese Dionysian, etc., so important?

"Me? Hahaha, when can't I pass by Cang Yanshan? It's just a little bit of wine. I'm afraid he's a bird!"

Cang Yanshan patted his chest and made a thump.

"Okay, I'll help you two to divide the wine to ensure fairness."

Yuan Zidan walked over with a smile. It took a long time to divide the half spoon of the paste in the bowl into two spoons, and then handed it to Zhou Dong and Cang Yanshan's hands respectively.

The staff of the auction house gave the two people a cup of pure water to rinse their mouths.

Cang Yanshan looked at the emerald green ointment in the spoon, and suddenly felt a little thrust in his heart: "No, I have never swallowed the ointment directly like this, and it is a century-old ointment... Why did he agree to the surname Yuan when he was so angry just now?

Damn it, I wasn't fooled by the one named Yuan?"

The added amount of blended burger just now still made him slightly out of control, otherwise he would not have fallen into the trap with his experience in the bar.

But now that things have come to this point, Cang Yanshan has no way out and smiled and said, "I am older as my brother, I will swallow it first...you...Brother Zhou, you are..."

Zhou Dong pulled the spoon out of his mouth, licked it a few times without any desire, and sighed: "It smells so good."

After admiring for a while, I was willing to rinse my mouth with pure water and looked at the spoon in Cang Yanshan's hand, looking very reluctant.

Cang Yanshan was stunned. No, is it that this ointment is not as powerful as I imagined? Am I worried?

Yuan Zidan was also stunned. Could it be that he had made a mistake and could not have been able to exert 100% of the alcohol strength before this paste was exposed to water?

The old experts whispered, Yuan Dacaizi was just making a fool of himself? Why is there a God of Baccarat in the world, and he can swallow it for a hundred years in one bite? It tastes like eating QQ candy. If he can become a God of Baccarat in China, then I can do it too!

Then I saw Cang Yanshan, who had made a mistake in judgment, swallowed the ointment in one bite!

Almost at the moment when the wine cream was in the mouth, Cang Yanshan's face suddenly turned red, his eyes widened, his nose wings were bulging, and his two big nostrils were smelling alcohol. At the same time, his feet were wrong and his body poured towards the auction table!

This is a huge number of great people with a peak of 20 kilograms of white wine. They never know what a drunk character is in this life, and they are not stable at this moment.

Fortunately, Cang Yanshan is experienced and feels wrong. He controls his body to fall forward. He holds his hands up with his hands in a daze, so he doesn't feel embarrassed on the spot. He bit his tongue secretly, allowing the instantaneous severe pain to temporarily ensure that his brain is awake. He throws the book "Shui Talk" in front of Zhou Dong, and calls for a half sentence: "You won..." Then he stares straight, looking at everyone as if he is looking at his little lover.

"Lao Cang, are you nothing?"

The initiator Yuan Zidan took a step forward and said with concern: "Are you drunk?"

"Hehe...you're just drunk, your whole family is drunk! Old...I'm not drunk, I can still drink..."

After Cang Yanshan scolded Yuan Zidan, he suddenly lowered his gaze and stared at his hands blankly.

After a few seconds, he suddenly shook his hands and drew a circle. At the same time, he staggered out some mysterious steps, and sang in a manic voice: "Follow me in slow motion with my left and right hand,

Replay of right hand left hand slow motion,

This song gives you happiness

Have you fallen in love with me..."

Everyone was surprised when they heard this song.

Zhou Dong sighed and said, "If you can't do it, you can't do it." What can you do? Look, you will become a youth idol group if you accidentally become a young idol?"

Just as he was about to step forward with everyone, he held Cang Yanshan, but he didn't expect that Lao Cang's steps would become more and more amazing after getting drunk. He even got out of the crowd's pursuit and blockade.

After successfully getting out of trouble, he looked at everyone and laughed, and grabbed his top with both hands and teared it hard.

"Sher!"

A bare-armed man appeared in front of everyone. The guy grimaced at everyone, patted his own skin valley, jumped off the auction table, and ran towards the gate of the auction house.

"The river flows eastward! The stars in the sky sway the Beidou... Take action when it's time to take action, and it's in a breeze and burst into Jiuzhou, and it's in a breeze!"

Accompanied by the loud singing, the half-fruit man disappeared into the vast crowd outside the auction house.

"Although I'm drunk, Mr. Cang is a good wine, and he chose to sing."

Yuan Zidan suddenly felt a little guilty, feeling that he was a little too much. Now he can only try his best to restore Cang Yanshan's reputation to show his upright and gentlemanly style.

"The singing is quite nice, and both the youth idols and the powerful ones are taken over." An old expert praised insincerely.

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and chase!"

Zhou Dong stomped his feet and quickly chased after him.

All of these guys in the auction house are considered to be the other one, and they are not kind people!
Chapter completed!