Cang Yanshan laughed loudly: "Brother Zhou, you can't be my friend of Cang Yanshan. If you were not my friend, why would I give you this book "Water Talk"?"

Yuan Zidan said angrily: "Lao Cang, this is all agreed. How can you temporarily add conditions? Besides, who can drink alcohol? You are not a gentleman to do this!"

"Go and go, I didn't want to drink it with you. You just want to drink such a good ointment, but I can't bear to leave it alone. This is Brother Zhou, so don't even think about it if you think about it.

Brother Zhou, if you don’t drink it, please give me a correct word.”

"Okay, since Brother Cang, you insist, then drink it casually."

"Manager Wu, bring six big bowls!"

Cang Yanshan smiled and said, "It was my brother who bullied you when drinking alcoholic cream. We should mix it with it to drink it. Such a century-old wine, directly mix it with pure water, is a top-notch wine. What do you think, brother?"

Manager Wu brought six big bowls, each of which was a big white porcelain bowl that could hold half of the chicken!

Just this kind of bowl can hold a pound of wine in one bowl! In Cang Yanshan's eyes, it is naturally drizzling, but in an ordinary person, he will probably get drunk if he finishes a bowl.

Cang Yanshan looked at Zhou Dong with a peek at him. He just wanted to find face. If Zhou Dong waved his hand and said no, and he couldn't drink so much, he would take advantage of the situation to step down.

It’s enough to have face, but I can’t really drink this little brother down? He is always kind-hearted.

"Well, let's have three bowls first."

Zhou Dong glanced at Cang Yanshan, and wanted to compete with me for alcohol tolerance?
Chapter completed!